I walked down the hallway head bent my whole body covered by the large black cloak I wore. I stood at the bottom of the stairs leading to the Gryffindor house. It was soon to be midnight the witching hour-Literally.

A few people came down the step, none who I was waiting for, some stared, who wouldn't. I looked like a freaking dementor. Harry came down the steps, stood in front of me and tried to take off my hood. I grabbed his hands, stopping him.

"Dark and interesting..." he smiled at me, though my face was in shadow.

He slipped his hand around my waist and we made our way towards the Great Hall. We stopped and looked around, as if we were looking for something. Beside us was a pillar and another hall lined with suits of armor.

"Come out, Jay the coast is clear..." It sounded movie-ish even to me, but hey....

Jason stepped out of the shadows dressed from head to foot as Rurouni Kenshin. I gasped. He had the whole out fit down packed, even the long red hair, really long. He had in purple contacts that mixed with the blue of his eyes and made the perfect color, he had a Sword attached to his waist, and even the getta. He looked so authentic, that if I wasn't mad about another person, I would have asked him out right then and there.

For a moment I was completely stunned.

"Cool, huh?" he asked ginning, with a satisfied look on his face. He laughed when I kept staring, unable to make my mouth move.

"Yeah" I breathed out, finally. "Good job"

"This is the kid?" Harry said, I knew he didn't get the outfit, who cared?

"Yeah," I said. "Harry, Jason. Jason, Harry" introductions are not my forte, but they didn't need to know each other for long. I caught my breath up to speed, looking around the hall, to make sure we were alone.

"Okay kiddies, its show time. Jay, Harry's gonna give you an invisibility cloak, so we can get you into the dance. When you're under it, don't make a sound and try not to bump into anybody before we're in the clear. Kay?" He nodded, and Harry draped the cloak over him.

I grabbed Harry's hand, and pulled him towards me, pulling his head down, as if to kiss him, just as two people walked by.

"Thanks again..." I whispered. He only nodded. So we made our way down to the party.

I just couldn't wait.

To throw up

We passed into the Great Hall, past the Teachers checking that we were Seventh years. You'd think they'd just use magic, or us Prefects, to keep the others out.

Nope.

The Great Hall looked, for lack of a better word, Great. Done up in the usual black and orange, with a theme of eerie, dark things. There were floating pumpkins from dinner, along with the bats, though most were up resting on the rafters. The ceiling was made up to look like it was foggy out side, and pitch black.

There were flying streamers everywhere, zooming, and waving past in dizzying circles. Really the only thing that had changed was, the cleared away tables, including the teachers table. The platform had been set up as a stage, for the group playing now, the Wicca Twins. Two Identically hot, boy twins, with the goods to make even me swoon. They were playing "Spirit of Fire", my fave song, and I couldn't help moving a bit to it, as I stood looking around.

And the Coeur de Gras, the Black candles that graced the sconces on the walls. No the candles weren't black, it was the flame that was black. Damn I had been trying to get my hand on one of those for months. They were really cool, and added a bit of dangerous sexuality to the whole night. Some say they're aphrodisiacs, I say they're just fecking awesome. The room was light enough to see in by the light of the candles, but you could still see the shadows dancing on the walls, some of witch (excuse the pun) may have not been real shadows.

We walked over to a line of tables on the far wall, were all the snack and stuff were.

"Okay Jay, we got you in..." I pulled of the cloak, and smiled at him. "so now you gotta go and have fun." He smiled back and bowed to me, and I caught me breath. I swear he did it on purpose.--- The smiling thing anyway. I turned and handed the cloak back to Harry. He put it in one of the chairs. I took off my hood, unclasped my cloak, and unveiled myself, with a flourish.

Harry actually looked shocked, and he wasn't the only one. I smiled happily, loving my choice of outfit this year. His eyes traveled over my whole body slowly. And in that moment I could have sworn he was straight. But when his eyes met mine, there was no feeling there, just some really great acting.

I got the idea form an Anita Blake book. Yes those trashy Vamp novels that we whores love.

Not.

I did my hair up, in twists, and turns, very nice if I may say so myself, and held with a diamond incrusted pin, my aunt had given to me. I didn't bother with the cliché make up to make me look pale. There actually are black Vamps in the world. I had in some contacts that made every part of my eyes dark red, so I looked like that blood lust was upon me. I had on a skin tight purple leather dress, with crisscrossed ties in the front, leaving very little to the imagination. It was tight all the way to my waist, where it practically sucked my hips together, then flared out about mid-thigh.

The sleeves of the dress were short, and I had on leather gloves, matching the dye of the dress, decked out in buckles, straps, and zippers. They were great. My fingers let out at the end, so my movement wasn't too restricted. And I had on black leather boots, also decked out in buckles and zippers. With those three inch beauties on, I was almost as tall as Harry. And to top it off, I was wearing a clear spiked, dog collar, with a leash attacked to my glove. I smiled at Harry with my new fangs, just a temporary elongating spell on my already sharp incisors. Yes people I was a Vampire for Halloween.

It was surprising I know.

Not.

I'd had to order it a month in advance, to break it in. otherwise I wouldn't have been able to walk tonight. And as to where the hell I got it, Lets just say us yanks can have very eccentric friends, who do things that are slightly illegal under the sheets. Mine just happen to have a fashion sense too. I placed my cloak on the chair, and gabbed Harry's hand pulling him after me. Tonight I'd be having fun.

I danced with Harry for a while before spotting Nika and Ferrio, and almost fell over in shock. Nika was in a skirt. And it wasn't just any skirt. She was dressed as Kagome. And I don't know how the hell she did it, but she had Ferrio dressed as InuYasha, wig and all. Nice too see that she was keeping up the tradition, but as Kagome?!

Common...

She looked so funny standing there, while Ferrio pranced around her. She just stood there. Trying not to smile. Ferrio finally picked her up, slung her over his shoulder, and ran from the room, Nika screaming for him to put her down.

I swear everyone in the room fell over laughing. I was holding my sides, trying not to cry and make my eyeliner run.

"How childish..." a 'misty voice flitted through my mind. I jumped.

"Jolly you cannot be mad a t her because she has a date" I thought. She laughed in my head.

"Oh contraire ma amie...I do have a 'date'"

I looked around and spotted her with Jason. So that's why that little nerd was dressed like he was. Jolly was in love with Kenshin. Not that she would ever admit to it. I was happy for her. But I didn't understand why both of them came, if all they were going to do was read. Jolly was dressed as a witch. American style, with the long nose. Warts and all. She had said it was a pun. I just thought it was damn funny.

The band stopped, and girls rushed the stage. I had no qualms about that, I'd get one of the twins later...

Oops did it let that slip?

I saw one of my friends in Ravenclaw doing something on the stage, when the other band got off. Then I remembered she had started a band. I thought it was really awesome that her band was going to play. Mariana was from Peru, and she had gotten together with some musical geniuses at the school and made a band. Flexible Fibbers is what they called themselves. I live with all types.

She was wearing a blue tank, a stripped blue scarf, black pants bejeweled with zippers, and suspenders. The pants were low enough you could see that she was wearing Joe Boxers. Very spiked. Heavily lined eyes and nose ring completed the look. I raised my hand with a few others in the 'Rock-on' salute. She smiled down at me, and started to rock out.