Hello! This is the first installment in a collection of 31, a challenge by Screaming Faeries entitled the Harry Potter Halloween Challenge. My couple is Dean/Luna, I hope you enjoy!
Prompts: 'Wicked Witch' green (12) and Jack o Lantern (21)
It was a windy day at the Thomas residence, three days from Hallowe'en. Dean's family was out on an excursion, going to the movies to watch the newest family movie based on the holiday and going to dinner later on. Luna had come over to spend time with Dean, and he had thought perhaps they'd bake cookies, paint together, or maybe watch some movies, but she had different ideas.
"Let's carve a pumpkin, Dean! I've read that they confuse the Nargles by looking similar to a head, and you're distracted so much lately that I think it'd do you good," she had said a few hours prior when she had arrived, decked out in a scarf with twinkling orange lights and little ghosts that went 'boo' very quietly. Dean had flushed at her words, embarrassed that Luna had noticed, but she walked in and didn't think it really seemed to matter.
And so there they sat, a large, very orange pumpkin in front of them on the table on top of newspaper. Luna seemed interested in the unmoving pictures, and Dean was once again reminded that she wasn't around muggles much. He was reminded again when she carefully removed her wand from inside her thigh-high stockings and tapped on the squash with it, murmuring a few words that Dean could not pick up.
Suddenly the pumpkin turned a familiar shade of green, and Luna beamed brightly. She set her twinkling eyes on Dean to explain. "I went to Hermione Granger's the other day and we watched the Wizard of Oz. I was fascinated by the odd colour of the witch's skin, so I looked it up on her computer and it was 'Wicked Witch' green. I'm not so sure I like the name, though, it seems kind of harsh..." She trailed off, looking slightly troubled by this. Dean smiled kindly at her before lightly grabbing the back of her head and kissing her head, his eyes closed. When he pulled back, she was smiling up at him.
"Ready to paint this pumpkin like a boss?" he asked her. Her eyebrows came together, confused.
"Like a...?" She looked very cute, Dean thought, chuckling to himself. He shook his head and murmured 'nothing', watching her as she hmmphed and turned to the now-green pumpkin and picking up one of his paintbrushes.
Dean knew that this pumpkin would be unlike any pumpkin he'd ever seen before; colourful and magical, thanks to his creative little Ravenclaw.