A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club October

Disney Challenge: Characters - 3. Allison Watts - Write about someone recounting past events. / Alternatively, write about protecting a historical artifact.

Showtime: 3 - Over Whitby Bay - (action) Kissing

Amber's Attic: 10 - Bell Witch Cave, Adams, Tennessee: Write about something escalating quickly. Alt: (emotion) resentment

Sophie's Shelf: 9. Kasteel Rouge: (colour) Pink

Fortnightly: Trick or Treat - Angel: (au) angel / alt. (dialogue) "Aren't you the sweetest thing!"

Word Count: 470

"Aren't you the sweetest thing," Hermione stated looking at the little blond girl standing on her front porch. "Ron, come see this, Victoire is dressed as an angel!" Ron stuck his head out of the kitchen where he was making caramel apples for the party later that night.

"Twick or tweet," she said in a sing song voice.

"Here you go," Hermione said dropping several sugar quills into Victoire's waiting bag.

"Thank you, tante Hermione," she said giving a huge smile to show her missing front teeth. She darted off towards the next house, Bill chasing after her. Hermione laughed shaking her head. She closed the door and peeked into the kitchen.

"Need any help, Ron?"

"I've got it, 'Mione."

"She was cute. Fleur did a good job on the costume, did you know she made it herself?"

"Really, why didn't she just conjure one up, or transfigure something Vic already owned?"

"It's part of the tradition I guess, my mum used to make my costumes when I was little. One year I was a princess, had a poofy pink and sparkly dress and a little crown made out of tinfoil," Hermione said remembering how much fun it had been dancing on the sidewalk watching the skirt floof around her.

"I bet you were adorable," Ron said setting the finished apples on a tray and walking over to his wife. He gave her a quick kiss.

"Think we'll ever have one of our own," Hermione asked as the doorbell rang again. Ron stared at her for a moment. She opened the door, handed out some treats to a kid dressed as ninja.

"Would you want one?" he asked when she had turned her attention back to him.

"I think so, I wouldn't mind one or two," she answered with a smile. "You probably want a large family, like yours?"

"Nah, too many people. One or two sounds better, then you won't forget one at the grocery because you counted one of the twins three times," Ron answered.

"She forgot you at the grocery?"

"Nope, Percy, we still tease him about the time Mum tried to trade him for a lamb roast. Hmm, haven't brought that up recently... Might need to remind Ginny about it. Think Mum would make lamb for Sunday dinner?"

"You could leave him alone, you know, but we're in agreement? One or two?"

"One or two sounds perfect," Ron answered kissing Hermione again. She wrapped her arms around him kissing him back. A flick of her wand moved the candy bowl outside with a note saying 'take one'.

"I think we should continue this conversation in a less...vertical position?" she suggested continuing to kiss Ron as their clothing started vanishing. He nodded in agreement as they stumbled their way to their bedroom and closed the door.