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A/N: Trick or Treat! This is a Halloween treat (or trick) for you all. Our 13th story on Halloween, coincidence? I think not!

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A Ferret for Halloween

"Halloween! This is the greatest holiday for wizards and witches. Why aren't you excited?"

"I don't have a costume!"

"We'll make one! Or, you can always buy something. You have the money to do whatever you want."

"So, what's so great about dressing up and looking like a fool?"

"Because it's fun. And—you get candy…lots of it!" Hermione said excitably. It was a rare treat for the daughter of two dentists to get a lot of candy.

"Who's going to give us candy? We're 22 years old," Draco said.

"Well…I'm sure there will be candy at the parties. We can go and stuff our faces." She batted her eyelashes. "Please, Draco? You'll like my costume."

"What's your costume?" he asked sultrily.

She grinned. "You have to promise you'll come with me."

"And how do I know that you're not trying to trick me and you're really going to dress like a hag?"

"Because I promise that I'm not." She gave him a pleading look. "Trust me?"

He gave her a questioning glare. "Whose parties would we be going to?"

"Well…I thought—but we don't have to—we could go to Harry's. Just for a little!" she assured him. "But then Blaise is having a party. He said we could drop in."

"And what—pray tell—would you dress me as?"

She giggled. "You have to promise that you'll come."

"Candy? You—my beautiful girlfriend—dressed in a…skimpy outfit?" He smirked. "Perhaps I'll go."

"Now, I never said it was skimpy," she reminded him. "I would hate for you to go based on that."

"Well then candy I suppose," he resigned.

"You're going?"

"As long as you make me something creative—NOT a ferret—and you make your costume a little skimpy."

Hermione pondered. "Hmm…all right."

"So, when are we leaving?" he asked.

"Give me a minute to make your costume." She drew out her wand.

"Make your's first," he said.

She shrugged and turned her clothes into a short khaki shirt and a close fitting top. She held a leash in one hand and a thin whip in the other. Draco gulped.

She pointed the wand at him and a collar appeared around his neck.

"That's it?" he asked as she attatched the leash. "You get that costume and I get a collar?"

She grinned before flicking her wand and watching as he turned into a weasel. When he scampered around in a flurry, she laughed.

"You said no ferret!" she reminded him.

Finis

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