Challenge: Rose Weasley
Word Count: 100
“Thank you for coming to the Great Hall, sir,” said Rose Weasley. “My project is best seen in sunlight.”
“So you wrote.” Severus had been in the middle of grading when the owl had arrived. “I fail to see why. Color is color, and - “
The door opened, and he stopped dead in his tracks as a bolt of finely woven cloth slowly unfurled itself. It was a deep, brilliant hue that all but glowed in the afternoon sunlight.
“Do you see what I mean, sir?”
“Indeed,” murmured Severus, and lightly stroked the purple wool.