Chapter Three: Looking For Costumes

October 27, 2003

The four, who were now like the calmer Marauders, were out and about in Hogsmeade looking for costumes. The girls had ditched Harry and Ron saying that they couldn't know what they were until Halloween. The boys sulked off and went to another store as the girls walked chatting into Madame Malkin's Robes. They went through each costume, and as they reached the end of the row, they found the perfect one for Aingel. It was a Medieval Era type dress with a very deep green silk bodice with embroidered gold flowers. The skirt part was a dark forest green silk and had shimmering material around three-fourths of it only leaving the front part exposed. The sleeves were dark green like the bodice and at the bottom had a design on them. Next to it was a black cloak that the back would billow around her in a mysterious way.

Hermione squealed with delight and pushed Aingel into the changing room. She paced back and forth for the few minutes it took Aingel to change. As Aingel stepped out of the dressing room, almost everyone looked and stared. It was as if the dress and cloak were made for her. The dress fit like a glove and wasn't to revealing. The cloak hid her sheath but the very tip of the hilt poked out. When she had put on the dress, her hair magically was let down and a small part from each side of her head was taken back and twisted in with a golden ribbon. Her hair met at the back and gave her a very Queen of Old look.

Aingel, seeing the stares, looked down at her feet, which were in elegant brown strapped sandals, and blushed very deeply.

"Aingel, before we ruin the surprise, go ahead and change. We have found your costume, and don't forget. I am doing your make-up!"

"Yes m'am."

By the time Aingel got out, Hermione had found her outfit. It was a deep red dress that had gold and black trim along the sleeves. She had a hood connected to it and that had the same trim. There was a belt that went around her waist to. When she pulled up her hood, her hair turned darker and became strait. Her feet were in blood red slippers that were perfect for the outfit.

"I am so doing your makeup!!"

"Better you then me," Hermione said with a smile that looked demonic due to her hood.

The girls paid for their clothes and walked out and across to this Jewelry store they had never seen before. It was kind-of run down, but the sign outside said: The Dwarves Jewelry. It had many necklaces and rings in the window that glittered in the sun light.

The girls walked in warily, they didn't know if this was a trick. Once they stepped into the shop, it was like a different world. There was jewelry all over, but nothing could compare to anywhere, magic or not. The owner, hearing the bell came out from the back. He was in a vest and knickers that were a matching tan. The shirt under it was a bright yellow. His hair was brown gray as was his beard that almost reached the floor.

"Bomber at your service": He said with a bow.

"Aingel and Hermione at yours kind sir," Aingel replied with an even deeper bow. She had heard of this store, it was run by dwarves and everyone knew that they were the best at crafting.

"How may I serve you two lovely Ladies today?"

"We are looking for a necklace that matches a red robe that looks slightly demonic and a Queen of Old outfit."

"Ah, right this way misses."

They followed him over to a stand that was full of deep blue and green necklaces, rings, bracelets, and earrings. Aingel sucked in a deep breath, they were beautiful! "Master Dwarf, you and your friends have really out done your selves this time."

"Thank you, now if this kind Lady would follow me, I have some old Slayer jewels."

Aingel stayed were she was as Hermione followed the dwarf over to the counter. There he pulled out a small chest that was full with a necklace with a deep, deep red ruby. It came with matching earrings and a golden band that went around her head with another ruby drop hanging from it.

"I was told years ago by a very wise wizard to hold onto this and that one day two young witches would come in asking to see this and the Queen of the Old times jewelry. I believe this was destined for you. I will give it to you for 5 gold coins"

"But that is two little!"

"Not if the prophecy comes true, then you will have truly repaid me."

Hermione sighed and handed over the money and gently closed the small chest and put it into her bag. Aingel walked over with a silver metal band with a deep forest green drop hanging from it. There was a slender silver necklace that had a small forest green drop hanging from it. She had four earrings. Two would go on the bottom and were silvery, but the two that would go at the tips of her ears were a mixture of silver and green. Bomber charged her no more then Hermione or no less. He promised that they could always find his shop if they tried hard enough and any owl could reach him. They said goodbye and promised to come back and left the shop.

Stepping out, they saw it was nearly dark and broke into a run and arrived at the carriages just as other students were getting in. Since they were too late to find there friends, they jumped into the nearest carriage and almost died in disgust. In front of them were Malfoy and his two goons.

"Well, well boys, what do we have here? If it isn't the lovely Aingel and her bucktoothed friend Granger; what might you be up to?"

"Stuff it Malfoy."

"Oh, I am shaking with fear."

Before anyone saw it, Aingel had whipped out her wand and was pointing it at Draco's heart. His eyes widened and he began to open and close his mouth like he couldn't breathe properly.

"Don't try me Malfoy, I won't hesitate next time." Aingel put her wand in her pocket and jumped out onto the lawn in front of the gaping doors.

Hermione began to laugh as Draco shakily climbed out of the carriage. "I haven't seen him so scared since our first year, were he ran into Voldemort. He nearly wet his pants then, I wonder if he did now?"

Aingel dissolved into laughter which pealed like bells through the Great Hall causing her admires to sigh with longing. (A/n to bad that doesn't happen in real life, you know?) She sat down next to Ron and set her bag in the seat next to her.

"So Ron, find your costume today?"

"Yeah, I would tell you, but this funny short man said not to mention it to anyone but Harry until the time of the dance, weird how we knew."

"Poor Ron, he is going to be hounded by little people for the rest of his life."

"Oh shut up!"

"Yes sir caption sir."

Ron began to hit his head on the table constantly saying Oi, Oi, Oi. When he stopped Aingel commented: "Just as I thought, there is now a dent in the table. Pretty hard head there you have buddy-o-boy."