Halloween Party

For the next two weeks Snape hid in his office or his classroom as much as he could. He never heard Hunter's voice in his classroom or around the hallways for the longest time. Everyone was worried about him; finally Dumbledore and McGonagall decided to throw a Halloween party for the professors and the students. Snape of course wanted to hide in his books of potions instead of attending a costume party at Hogwarts with the people he despised. "No, I am not going, never-" Snape argued until he was red in the face.
"Severus..." McGonagall sighed, "You've got to leave here one of these days," she rolled her eyes at him.
"Make me!" Snape barked to her, "I will not go," he slammed his fist on his office's desk.
"But your girlfriend is coming, Severus," beamed Lucius.
Snape turned red hot, "She's not my GIRLFRIEND!" he yelled at him sourly.
Lucius cocked an eyebrow, "Oh...so you do know who we're talking about then, eh?" he poked fun at poor Snape.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, "Will you come or not, Severus?"
Snape plopped into his chair; he tossed a paper weight across his desk; "Fine I'll go...I'll go!"
Everyone smiled, "Good, good, good..." Dumbledore grinned, "See you tonight then." The three of them exited Snape's office in a hurry; making Snape suspicious about the party.
At nine, Snape casually headed to the party that was outside and in the dinning hall. He yelled at a few kids who were messing around in the halls and then he strolled into the dinning hall to eat with the rest of the professors.
"Nice costume, Severus," Lucius smirked at Snape's plain black robe. "What are you? An old hag in shambles?" he snorted a laugh.
Snape forced a fake grin as he took his seat, "How did you know that I dressed up as your mother?"
Lucius' grin faded, "Happy Halloween Severus," he clanked glasses with him, "You win round two."
Snape caught Harry Potter and his friends walking by their table, "How long has she been out there?" Harry asked Hermione and Ron.
Ron shrugged, "All day I think..."
Hermione lowered her voice, "She's been there for three days I've heard!" Snape knew who they were talking about; he checked the end of the table; there was a seat empty next to Hagrid.
Loud screeching noises came from the entrance of the dinning hall; Quinn was flapping his wings as hard as he could and he dive-bombed into the first bowl filled with apples. He carried one in his mouth and one in his claws as he took off again; he was just inches from the ground from the weight of the two apples.
"That's the third bloody time that bat has stolen our f-food," Lucius was shrinking back in his chair. "That thing needs to be killed..."
Snape turned to Dumbledore; he gave him a slow nod; Snape jumped out of his chair and chased after the bat once he was out of sight.
"Quinn!" he panted. The bat hovered above the ground; he was panting also; he squeaked to Snape. His beady red eyes were big and round and the bat couldn't keep the apple in his mouth much longer. Snape held both of his hands out to the bat; Quinn spatted his apple in Snape's hands along with the one being held tightly in the bat's tiny claws. He handed the bat back his apple, "Where is she, Quinn?" The bat led Snape outside to the Quidditch field as fast as he could go with his apple in his claws. He finally gained some air and glided to the top of the Quidditch stands, landing in the Slytherin section.
Snape cautiously went up the steps and looked up to see Hunter sitting in the middle of the stands all alone. She was lying on her back with her hand placed behind her head; watching the stars in the night sky.
"Apple for your thoughts," Snape dropped the red apple in her lap. He sat down next to her, "Nice night, huh?" He looked over to her, "Are you alright?"
Hunter nodded; she sat up; "You?" Her eyes were back to normal but they were still slightly grey. Her hand was clenched tight and was shaking; Snape saw a letter in her tightened hand.
"Better now..." Snape and Hunter sat there in an awkward silence.
"I-" "Avalon I'm-" they turned to each other to apologize.
Snape fell into Hunter's eyes; he smiled to her; and this time he wouldn't be able to look away. He finally leaned over to her and kissed her on the lips, "I love you..." he whispered to her.
Hunter wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, "I love you too," she whispered in his ear.
Snape's heart stopped when he heard her say this, "Come to the party with me," he leaped up. "Please?"
Hunter looked down at her robes, "I'm not really dressed for a costume party," she said weakly.
"Well...you could look like me, an old hag in shambles," he laughed.
Hunter cocked an eyebrow, "Lucius' mother isn't here is she?"
Snape grinned; he wanted her to come with him to the party; "Avalon-please come!"
Hunter lowered her head and Snape watched her fade away; he panicked and looked around franticly for her. "Are you coming Severus?!" yelled Hunter from down below.
Snape flipped around; she was on the field tapping her foot on the ground impatiently; he let a sigh of relief out. "Yeah I'm coming," he jogged down the steps to meet her on the field.