Hey everybody. So, here's my new story. It's a present for my friend, CrookedTeeth! So I'll be updating a new chapter every Sunday til her b-day! I hope you enjoy! ^-^
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Halloween. He hated it. He loathed it. The candy, the costumes, he hated everything about it…At least, that's what everyone thought. Truth was, he loved it. But when your dad is a Death Eater and well known follower of You Know Who, people have expectations. They expect you to be a certain way, like certain things, and hate certain things. Oh, he hated a lot of things, but not the right sort of things. His father was forever shaking his head, or rubbing his temples in exasperation at his only sons likes and dislikes. Therefore, when people brought up Halloween, he snorted and laughed his cruelest laugh. The one that sent shivers down the backs of friends and foes alike. While on the inside, he longed to join in on the fun.
Every year it was the same thing at Hogwarts School of Blabbity Blah Blah: a festive feast and decorations around the castle. Draco appreciated the effort, but he felt it was lacking in more ways than one. So, at great risk (to his father and his image), he submitted an idea to the headmaster.
What idea, you ask? Well, the jist is that the students could dress up (or transfigure themselves) and go to the dorms of the other houses and…Trick or Treat!!
Of course, only the older students could really transfigure themselves (transfiguration being advances magic and all), but all in all, you were free to do just about anything to your appearance. Draco had shared this idea with his friends, Crabbe and Goyle, to see what they thought, and was surprised to find that they liked it! They supported him whole heartedly, which Draco valued immensely.
That being said, the main reason for his brilliant scheme was not to act like a small muggle child, or to acquire candy, it was to see what Granger would give him. Yes, he liked her; as he had for quite a while. Her bushy, out of control hair, her muddy brown eyes, and the way she threw a punch! It was a secret naturally, as he obviously had to keep up the pretense of hating her with a passion that rivaled a thousand stars crossed lovers whenever they spoke, or when he spoke about her. Every time he said that cruel word (you know the one I mean), he died on the inside…Well okay, he didn't die, but he got really bummed out. So, with this in mind, he set about finding a good costume for his Halloween.
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Whew! Well, what did you think? Not that I'm expecting more than a few reviews, but if anyone has any ideas about what his costume would be, I would appreciate it if you would share the love! 3
