Note: This was inspired by hastyhand's beautiful Halloween art. Check it out on her Instagram!
The night is like nothing else. A myriad of stars reveal themselves and allow the inhabitants of a planet so far away to bask in their light. The sky was charcoal in color, and the full moon seemed as if it was just beyond the tallest tree, bathing the ground below with its iridescent light.
And it's on this night where two figures are seen walking down a dirt paved road in the middle of a forest. There was an eerie silence, occasionally interrupted by the hoot of an owl or the howl of a wolf sounding from the distance.
"Why are Neville's wards so large?" Harry sighed.
"You know how wizards are, always overly cautious of everything," Hermione replied while fiddling with what looked like a pocket watch.
"You were a wizard once," he mused, a playful smirk lighting up his features.
"Witch. And yes, I thanked you for that multiple times," she joked. Harry let out a hearty laugh, his sharp canines were proudly on display, causing Hermione to draw a shallow breath.
"You look so adorable," Hermione said, lightly grasping his chin with her thumb and index finger.
"I always look like this," he said, confused.
"Exactly," she smirked and sped off further down the road with her enhanced speed, appearing as a blur for most. She couldn't let him see the dust of pink on her cheeks.
She wasn't able to make it far, though. Within seconds, Harry was right behind her and grasping her arm in his hand, stopping her from moving any further.
She turned around to face him and feigned annoyance. "Harry! We're going to be la—mmph."
Harry gently cupped her face and captured her lips with his. The rest of her words were set adrift against his mouth. He kissed her softly at first, but it quickly grew into an intense one, both of their insistent mouths sending tremors down the other's body.
Hermione reached up and knotted her hands into the back of Harry's cloak, tugging him closer to her, but then the source of her euphoria left her.
A gasp of pain sounded from her lips. One of Harry's fangs had nicked the corner of her mouth when he pulled back.
"You would think after a hundred years of kissing, we would stop nicking each other…" She trailed off when she noticed the look on Harry's face. "Harry?"
His red eyes were glowing even brighter than normal and she was able to hear his heavier breathing. A loud and rapid lup, dup invaded her mind and sent a jolt down her body. It was the sound of a heart beating.
Her eyes locked on to his again, and she noticed many emotions swimming in them. But the most prevalent: hunger. Right then, everything made sense. A drop of blood slid down her chin and fell onto the ground. Harry's eyes followed it the entire time.
He stepped forward and fiercely gathered her in his arms. His lips attacked a certain spot on her neck and she let out a gasp of pleasure, holding onto him tightly.
"We'll have to tell Neville something came up," he growled out, his fangs grazing her soft skin.
"Something definitely came up," she gasped, teasing.
Hermione reached into her pocket and brought out the pocket watch once again. She clicked it once and a bright golden glow surrounded the couple. When it faded, they were nowhere to be seen.
A trickle of their laughter echoed through the forest.