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Halloween Hauntings

Sirius loves Halloween. More than any other holiday or time of the year. I think it's because his crazy and mischief-craving self is finally allowed to wreck havoc, because Halloween is the one time of year where the professors don't really care what James and Sirius do. They've always come up with a ridicuously grandious scheme every Halloween feast, and I don't suppose they'll fail this year.

Particularly, I hate Halloween. I like it a little more now because of Sirius, but I've always hated it since I've been bitten. The call of the moon seems so much stronger during that month, and my wolf side seems to come out to the surface more, drawn by the dark powers of that month. I hate seeing all the werewolf decorations, of pumpkins decorated with wolves howling at the moon. They make my heart clench up, because I hate being thought of as something evil and associated with death and horror.

The common room and our doritory are both decorated in Sirius's beautifully crafted decorations, including garlands of black bats hang down from the ceiling, schreeching and flapping their wings if anyone walks into them. He got several pumpkins from Hagrid, and Sirius and I had carved them yesterdayand placed them on the mantle above the fireplace, which I charmed to become bigger so that the pumpkins could fit. My pumpkin just has a traditional muggle ghost, since I have virtually no art skills whatsoever.

Sirius, who is an incredible artist, intricately carved his pumpkin with a full moon surrounded by clouds, a scraggly tree, a small witch flying on a broomstick in the background, and a hissing cat. Sirius is so much better than me at anything that requires art, music, or drawing. I'm more of a book person.

"REMUS!" Sirius shouts across the common room the night before Halloween as he walks in. He sprints over to me, skidding to a stop right next to me and bouncing on his feet, looking like he's trying to do the "Pee-pee dance".

"What, Padfoot?" I ask warily. Usually when he's so excited about something it's not a good idea.

"James figured out how to get the projector working!" he nearly squeals, giddy as a little girl. This brings a smile to my face, though. Months ago, over the summer I think, James, Sirius, Peter, and I were at James house and decided to go into the little muggle town near it. When we were there, Sirius found an old muggle projector and several old muggle movies in a thrift store. The crazy git bought them, and he and James have been trying to get it to work inside the castle ever since.

They couldn't have picked a better time to fix it, because Halloween is tomorrow night, and now we can watch scary movies tonight.

I give Sirius a big hug, but he gives me a sloppy kiss right on the mouth, grey eyes lit up with excitement.

"Ohh you silly dog! Get off me!" I laugh, trying to push my ridiculous boyfriend away. He grabs my hand, pulling me out through the common room and through the door, out into the hallway. We run. laughing, down the stone hallway as we skip up the staircase to deserted room where James and Sirius have been working on the projector.

Peter is waiting outside, a giant grin on his chubby face.

"James is inside! Everythings ready, you wanna watch Dracula?" he asks as we all walk inside, a smile spreading across my face as I see what Sirius and James have done with the room.

There's four sleeping bags spread on the floor,with pillows, Gryffindor throw blankets, surrounded by a tent made with James's curtain hangings from his bed. The projector is behind the sleeping beds, projecting a random muggle movie onto a white screen on one of the walls.

Sirius flops down onto one of the sleeping bags, dragging me down with him so that I fall right next to him, his arm wrapped snugly around my body. I rest my head on the top of his head as James turns the movie Dracula on.

With Sirius here, the Halloween hauntings don't seem as bad.