Percy slipped his arms into the robes with feigned ease, not being used to shopping in higher end establishments but not wanting to show it.
His eyes caught himself in the mirror, and he couldn't help lifting his chin up in pride. This was how he had always seen himself as a boy. A respected member of society, in the most magnificent robes money could buy - robes worthy of the Minister for Magic himself. Though honestly, Kingsley would look much better in purple. Percy, however, looked resplendent in the blue that brought out his eyes despite the thick-rimmed glasses he still wore.
"Very much," he replied primly, but his pleasure shone through in his voice. "The detail work is quite impressive. Very well done." He sought out the girl in the mirror. "What do you think?"