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Written for: The As Much As You Can challenge, The If you dare continued challenge, The Restriction Challenge, The Halloween Competition, The Stay in the Box Challenge, The Pottermore Challenge, The Prompt Relay Challenge, The School of Prompts Challenge.

Prompt: drabble/ficlet/oneshot collection, between 500 and 1,000 words, Firestorms, No using the word 'She', (word) Mysterious, Write about someone giving into peer pressure, (Song) Fu***** Perfect by P!nk, Mention Harry ONLY (may have a minor part only),

Day 10 - Ten Verbal Jabs

Aberforth gulped nervously as he felt the earlier words of his two Hufflepuff Demon friends weighing down on him. Thoughts swept though his mind like firestorms as he tried to think of a way he might be able to deal with the pressure he was under from his fellow demons and not upset his wonderful mate.

'Is this the right thing to do? After all it is our first Halloween together' Aberforth thought only for the thoughts of his fellow Demons to cloud his mind. Without meaning to each and every verbal jab from them suddenly came back.

Not a really Halloween party.

Too weak to even try it.

Maybe he should invite some goats to the Halloween party?

How about giving it a go? I'm sure that they would come if you invited them. Or are you really too human to even try?

If you do not have them at your Halloween party you are not a real Demon. You would be a human!

Maybe we should go to another Halloween Party?

Yeah, one that is a proper Halloween party and does not have a weakling at it.

Maybe he is going to have a Halloween party for children and not adults?

No, Aberforth is a real Demon who is going to invite them to his Halloween party. Right Aberforth?

Yeah, you are not a weakling. Right Aberforth?

As the thoughts finally finished Aberforth let out a low growl and looked around while doing his best to ignore the strange looks he gained from those around him. With a frown on his face to try and hide his nerves Aberforth scanned over the large lake with a critical eye only for his gaze to fall upon the daunting human prison in the middle of the lake. Determination grew inside of him as Aberforth pulled himself together.

'Get a hold of yourself, you are a demon for crying out loud' Aberforth mentally told himself angrily. 'In a few hours time you will be at the mysterious burial grounds and later on you will bring them home and prove to everyone that your Halloween party is a proper one. We will all be home back at the pub tomorrow night...I will show them who is weak, I will prove to my wonderful mate that I am a capable and strong lover.'

With his mind made up Aberforth turned around, putting his back to Azkaban and slowly began walking back towards the main area of the small boat. As he did so Aberforth made sure to use his Shadow Powers to prevent him from slipping or sliding on the slowly rocking boat where the odd bit of water had come up over the side and splashed onto the boat.

"How long until we reach the main island?" Aberforth asked as he turned in the direction of the nearest person on the boat. He carefully takes in their tall thin figure that is hidden by a black full body cloak with a hood preventing Aberforth from seeing anything features. "Can you tell me when the return trip will be tomorrow? I will be bringing with me several other people, and I do not want to bring them on this boat trip when it is overly crowded."

"The boat will be leaving the shores of Azkaban at the same time it left the main land today," the cloaked figure answered blankly without a single hint of emotion. "For being overly crowded...you are our only passenger on this boat. The last time someone who was not a staff member or a prisoner on this boat was over four years ago."

Aberforth nodded while letting out a sigh of relief. "Good, shouldn't have too much of a problem then. I do not know how well they would cope with people, let alone with crowds. At least this way I can slowly get them use to people again without having to worry about overwhelming them too fast."

"Good plan," the cloaked figure answered stiffly, totally misunderstanding what Aberforth had really meant.

To Be Continued...