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A/n: Since Halloween is coming up, here's one for the holiday! Enjoy! Also sorry this chapter is so short. 

Chapter 10: Halloween is the politically correct holiday for dressing like a whore

Halloween is definitely my favorite holiday; Christmas and New Years are close seconds. The decorations that covered the castle always brought a smile to my face, especially the giant pumpkins that Hagrid grew especially for the Great Hall. It was all just wonderful and to top it off, we always threw the best party and this year was no different.

"Have you two gotten your costumes for our party?" James asked Lily and Lola while we were all hanging out in the common room, "You know no one gets if in you don't have a costume."

"Of course." Lily said, "It is tomorrow."

"You, too Bailey." I asked her when she didn't answer.

"Yeah." She said hesitantly, "I'm still a little unsure about it."

"We went shopping together; you guys are going to love our costumes." Lily said, "Halloween is the only time that's it okay to dress like a whore."

I snorted, "I'll have to disagree with you on that, Evans. Anytime of the year it's okay to dress like a whore." Both Bailey and Lily shot me dirty looks, James tried to suppress his laugh and Remus just shook his head.

The room of requirement was all ready for the party. We placed a silencing charm on the room, so we could play the music louder and we could be even louder. The beers were chilled, the firewhiskey and other hard liquor was out and the bar was charmed to pour the drinks it's self. The food was charmed to refill it self when it got low and of course the bowl of candy was charmed to be never ending. The room was set up with a dance floor and plenty of room for sitting or basically room to snog. James is dressed in a red tunic with a cape, tight pants, boots to his knees, a sword attached to his waist with a large hat with a white feather sticking out of it; he's a musketeer. Remus is what he calls a "Gunslinger", which is basically an old west out law. He had on a pair of black slacks with a black vest over a white collared shirt and a full-length black duster coat and a black cow boy hat plus a gun holstered around his waist. Peter was dressed as a prisoner in a full-length black and white stripped outfit with a ball and chain around his ankle. I had my hair charmed into a perm that was poofed out like an afro; I had on a pair of tight flare-legged jeans, a loose fitting shirt that I left unbuttoned and a microphone slung around my neck for added affect; I decided to pay homage to the best lead singer on the earth, Robert Plant.

The rooms filled quickly, people from all the houses were allowed even the Slytherins but they were in for more of trick then a treat.

"I found you." Lily said, wrapping her arm around James's, "I've been looking for you for the last twenty minutes." Lily was dressed as a belly dancer, in a black midriff baring outfit with gold trim and a scarf around her face, "The party is great. Lola was just…" I didn't catch the rest of what Lily was saying because I got a little distracted by the girl standing next to her. I can't believe I didn't notice her when Lily approached and I sure and hell wouldn't have realized who it was if Lily hadn't just said her name. She had on a blue-green velvet dress with a peasant-style top and flared skirt. The long sleeves were a sheer black material. The front laced up like a corset and front of the skirt had a ruching affect. She had on a pair of pointy black boots that went to her thighs and a large pirate had a top her head. She looked positively hot.

"Nice costume, Bailey." I said drawing her attention to me. I freely let my eyes roam over her again, resting on the voluptuous amount of cleavage before meeting her eyes. Her cheeks were pink.

"Can you at least stop staring like a pig?" She asked putting her hands on her hips. I gave her a debonair smile.

"No." She rolled her eyes, "Why don't we dance?" I said putting my beer down on the table I was leaning against.

"I'll pass." She said turning away from me and walking away. My eyes slide to her rear end as she walked away. She didn't get far before Justin, the Ravenclaw Keeper, stepped in front of her. He asked her something and she glanced over her shoulder at me before allowing him to lead her to the dance floor and press his body closer hers. I turned back to the table for the rest of my beer before heading over to the bar for shots.

"Want some company?" A sweet voice said from behind me as I was on my fourth shot. Isabella is a Hufflepuff that has no Hufflepuff characteristics; she is sweet but passionate in more then one way. She was dressed as nurse in a tight low cut white dress plus the little nurse's hat with thigh high stockings and heels that made her about two inches shorter then me instead of five or six inches.

"Of course but why don't we dance." I told her before downing my last shot and grabbing her hand to lead her to the dance floor, making sure I bumped into Bailey. She shot me a dirty look and I gave her smug smile. Our subconscious raunchy dancing competition lasted for four songs until she wandered off the dance in search of something to drink. I lost track of her when Isabella started to kiss my neck.

Isabella quickly disappeared into the crowd after we returned to the party, probably going to tell her girlfriends all the juicy details, and I returned to my favorite area, the bar. I mixed my self a drink, casually leaning against the bar as my eyes roamed the room and I sipped my drink.

"Hey Pads." Remus said as he walked stiffed legged towards me with a glazed look in his eye and large smile; he was royally drunk. Peter was close behind him.

"Enjoying yourself Moony." I laughed as he swayed before bracing the bar and grabbing another shot.

"I must say, nobody can throw a party better then us." Remus slurred.

"Here, here." I added just to amuse him.

"Remus come dance with me." A beautiful brunette said as she grabbed Remus's hands and led him towards the dancing. He wiggled his eyebrows at me before he allowed her to pull him away.

"You'll keep an eye on him?" I asked Peter, who didn't seem to have drunk anything. He nodded, "Just make sure he stays out of trouble." I added before leaving. I walked the whole perimeter of the room, pausing to listen to all the compliments about the party, but I hadn't seen her. I pulled the map out of my pocket, glanced around for any teachers before looking for her dot. She was just outside the room. I stuffed the parchment back into my pocket and cut across the dance floor to the door.

A bottle of water sat on the window ledge that she was leaning against and looking out. Her head rested on the stonewall, her hat sat on the floor next to her feet as did the pointy boots. She didn't hear me approach.

"Do you mind if I have some?" I asked standing next to her.

"What?" She asked perking her head up.

"Can I have some?" I pointed to her water.

"Sure." She shrugged and continued to stare out the window, "Keep it though, I'm not sure where your mouth has been." And there goes the civilized conversation.

"If you're curious," I said as I leaned next her putting back down the water bottle, "I can show you." She took a sharp intake of breath and her hand fisted the hem of her skirt but she quickly regained herself.
"You can keep dreaming." She said and shoved me away.

"Why do you have to so be up tight?" She took great offense to that.

"I am not."

"Yes. Yes you are."

"No." She pouted while she tried to gather her things but I grabbed her by her upper arms and held her so she couldn't get away.

"You need to loosen up and we would get along much better."

"You need to not be a prick and we would get along much better." She retorted, struggling in my grasp.

"No, I think it's your fault." She huffed, "Just relax, lighten up, just go with the flow and don't take everything so seriously, I'm just joking most of the time. Trust me you'll like life much better." I let her go and she just stared at me, "Have a nice night." I said after we stared at each other for a few minutes and headed back to the party.

A/n: I'll try to start to write the next set of chapter soon but in the mean time don't forget to review and if anyone has any ideas for future chapters just let me know, I'm still kinda at a road block with this story, even though I have the ending chapters written. Thanks.