It's getting closer to that time of year, guys! . . . No not Christmas, sadly . . .
Halloween! So I thought I'd do a short story (like 3 chapters) for you guys, because I'm so lovely (_)
sorry this chapter is so short but . . . Enjoy!
Trick or Treating: Malfoy Style
If there is anything I hate more, it's Halloween.
Oh, I don't mind the dressing up or the giving out of sweets. Not at all. It's the silly pranks that I have to be the victim of.
The pranker? Why, of course, none other than Draco Malfoy.
I woke up in my bed this morning . . . Alone.
My suspicions were obviously on high alert after that.
You must be thinking, 'Oh Hermione, it can't be that bad,' or 'You're probably just overreacting,'
No.
Draco Malfoy becomes satan on Halloween.
Last year, he set my hair on fire.
It was an accident he says. Bullshit, he did it on purpose.
You know spitballs? He lit one on fire and it landed in my hair . . . And he thought it would be a good idea to not inform me of this. As a result, the top of my head now feels slightly like a birds nest.
You wanna know what else he thought was hilarious? He switched my shampoo for some hair removal cream. He literally emptied my brand new shampoo bottle and filled it with hair removal cream.
No, nothing happened to me . . . Thank god.
Poor Scorpius had to go bald for a month though. It wasn't funny at the time but looking back . . . He did look pretty strange. I know I shouldn't laugh but come on . . .
I was washing my boy's hair when it started to come out in huge clumps. I've never panicked so much in my life! I lifted Scorpius out of the bath and I ran to Draco as I bawled. He just started laughing at me! Here I thought that our baby boy was dying and he was just rolling on the floor, practically in tears.
When he told me the truth, I could've hexed his balls off!
This year, it's going to a lot different.
This year, it's time to get even.
- B. R. E. A. K. -
I rubbed my eyes as I walked into the bathroom, still waking up from my afternoon nap. I smirked as I remembered the plans I had for Granger today. She is gonna love me today. Just like she always does on this special occasion.
I looked in the mirror and I saw something strange. Is that me? No . . . Hermione must've put a spell on the mirror . . .
I raise my hand to feel my face and I froze.
Fur.
What . . . The . . . Fuck?!
I move my hand and I feel my mouth . . . Huge buck teeth were hanging over my bottom lip.
I still couldn't believe what I was seeing in the mirror.
I continue to move my hand to my ears . . . My long, floppy ears.
This was the last straw.
"Granger!" I shout with fury.
A few seconds later, I hear a poorly-attempted stifled snort behind me. I turn around and I become face to face with a red-faced Granger. She was red because she was obviously trying to contain herself.
"The fuck is this!?" I ask as I motion towards my face. If anything, this only caused her to laugh even more.
"Don't be such an ass, Malfoy" she said before doubling-over in a fit of giggles. Obviously finding her little joke hystrical.
Scorpius walked into the room and looked at me confused. He made his way over to Hermione and asked, as much as we could decipher anyway, "Mummy, why does daddy look like a donkey?"
"Daddy was ju-"
"Mummy decided to play a silly joke, one that she'll undo right now" I say the last bit through gritted teeth.
Without removing her little spell, Hermione picked up Scorpius and went to leave the room.
In the doorway, she turned to face me with a smirk, "I think after these past few years of hell, a little payback won't hurt,"
Without another word, she left the room.
I stood there for a few seconds, pondering on what she meant when it hit me.
A wide grin spread across my face.
You wanna play Granger? Fine, let's play.