A/N: OMG! 300 reviews! I'm so excited! I never expected to get this many at all! Thank you all so, so much! And, for the THIRD time in a row, I got at least twenty reviews for one chapter! If I could keep that streak going, it would seriously make me incredibly happy. Come on, just push the little blue button and type in "this was a great chapter". Or, "you suck i wish you would go drown in the atlantic ocean." You can feel free to expand on these, of course. Please do.

Also, many many thanks go out to my new beta, ciararocks! Thanks so much for your help!

One more thing: Last week, I discovered the hilarity of the Potter Puppet Pals. My computer is really messed up, so I'm only able to watch "Trouble at Hogwarts", but I'm seeing "Bothering Snape" today at my friend's house. Has anyone else seen these? I love them. I love to learn! I love magic! I love you, Harry! Um...

Review responses:

Sea4Shoes: Oh. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you or anything, I didn't know. I'm sorry.

Jedi Knight Padme: I have actually thought about that, but there are so many of those out there… but since I'm thinking of stopping one of my other HP fics, so if people say they'll read it, I may just do that.

I am a banana: My French sucks, too, don't worry. I HAVE FAILED YOU, MADMOISELLE MARTEL! BTW, thanks for the marshmallow. C'est super delicioux!

jamc91: LOL, I'll warn ciararocks of your possible future censored doings. Crumpets are cool. I'm gonna go buy one.

LoonyLuna48: I want the plaque… so expect Luna soon. I have about 2 months or so left of already planned chapters, but I'll see what I can do. Also, thanks SO much for the fanart! I read this story once where someone made a picture for the story, and ever sin ce, it's been one of my goals to have smeone do fanart for me.

Electra de Lioncourt: A new reviewer! I love you.

Ophelia: It is scary when people do that. Someone called me homeslice yesterday…

Disclaimer: -flashback from Chapter 2- Hello. My. Name. Is. Marissa. I. Am. An. Author. You. Can. Be. One. Too. But. You. Don't. Own. Diddley-squat!

The Death Eaters' Halloween!

Lucius slid down the railing of Vile Love Dorr's staircase and jumped off, landing on an angry and surprised Voldemort.

"HALLOWEEN'S TOMORROW!" Lucius screamed.

"I've noticed. Ever since you put the eight foot tall jack-o-lantern in the kitchen that you bewitched to count down the minutes until Halloween, it's been rather hard not to realize it."

"I'm so excited! What are you going to be?" Lucius asked.

"I dunno. I wasn't really planning on dressing up."

Lucius looked scandalized.

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"It's here! It's here!" Lucius sang, springing out of bed the next morning. "Time to get my costume on!" He dressed and Apparated to the Vile Love Dorr driveway. "Here I come!" He burst in through the dorr- er, door.

Snape froze, his coffee cup halfway to his mouth. "Dear Merlin!"

Voldemort was unknowingly buttering his toast with cooking oil. "Lucius, are you on drugs?"

"I kind of like it," Peter said.

"What is it?" Blaise asked.

"I'm a fairy!"

"Yes, you are," muttered Snape.

But indeed, he was. He was dressed in a shimmery pink dress with a ruffled white fake lace skirt, with enormous purple wings on either side of him. He held a light blue wand that was made of plastic, of all the horrors, and it lit up when you pressed a button on the side. In addition to all that, he had dyed his Death Eater bracelet purple- excuse me, lavender.

"Don't you justlove it?" Lucius asked, admiring the skirt.

"No," said everyone in unison.

"Oh, pish-posh," dismissed Lucius with a wave of his hand. "I'm lovely!"

Bellatrix entered the room, and immediately noticed the costume-clad man in the doorway. She squinted, trying to recognize who it was. "New recruit?"

"No, silly, it's me! Your brother-in-law!" Lucius squealed.

"I am not related to you," Bella muttered, grabbing some toast.

"So, Wormtail, what say you and I go to a haunted house today?" Rodolphus suggested. "I've got a few… things… to do first, but we can head out around noon if you're up for it."

Peter turned red and muttered something about his sick grandmother.

"Oh, come off it, Wormtail. I'll make sure the big, bad monsters don't get you, alright?"

"Do I have to?" he whined.

"Yes. Now, since you're the only one left in the kitchen, why don't you go watch some TV while I… er… clean up?" Ro suggested. "I know you don't want to miss your National Geographic program on at 10."

Peter squealed and ran out of the room, dashing for the television.

Rodolphus grinned, and grabbed the bag of candy Voldemort had bought for the trick-or-treaters and a bottle of vodka. He waved around his wand and the vodka disappeared inside the candy…

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Snape sat glumly next to the front door, a bowl of candy next to him. How he had been assigned Official Candy Giver, he had no idea. But it was two o'clock, and they'd be showing up soon…

Ding-dong.

They had arrived.

Snape pulled open the door to see…

"Potter?" he snarled. "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, mister, we just want some candy!"

Snape frowned. That wasn't The-Boy-Who-Everyone-Wished-Had-Not-Lived's voice…

"Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.

"Mommy said not to tell strangers my name," the little boy replied.

It clicked.

"You're dressed up for Halloween as Harry Potter!" Snape laughed, finally getting it.

"Yes."

"From the books!"

"Mm-hmm."

"And the movies!"

"Yup."

"GET OFF MY LAWN!"

The boy yelped and scampered far, far away from Vile Love Dorr.

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Wormtail warily entered the haunted house. Why, oh, why had he let Rodolphus convince him to come…

"Boo!" yelled a green Frankenstein, popping out from a door

"AHHHHHHHH!" Wormtail screamed, running away as fast as he could.

He realized that Ro wasn't with him. "Ro?" he asked. "Rodolphus?"

But he got no answer.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." Wormtail chanted under his breath. "Crap, crap, crap, crap-AH!"

A vampire had grabbed him by the shoulders, then peered suspiciously at his jeans. "Vhat is zat on your pants?" he asked.

Wormtail looked down. He had wet his pants. Again.

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"For the last time, no one dressed as Harry Potter will get any candy!" Snape screamed, slamming the door.

Ding-Dong.

"Trick or treat!" yelled Harry, Ron, and Hermione Number Eleven.

"ARRGGH!" Snape screamed.

"Where's our candy?" asked a Ron with about ten teeth.

Snape bared his teeth. "TEN THOUSAND MILLION POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" he screamed.

The little wizards scampered off into the night.

Snape was about to close the door again, when-

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Peter was alone. Peter was alone and he was scared. He was lost inside the haunted house, he had no idea where Ro was, seventeen more scary badly made-up creatures had burst out at him, and there was a sick yet extremely familiar smell wafting up from his jeans. He had to find Rodolphus, or else-

"AHHHHHHH!" Peter screamed, as someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Chill, it's just me," Ro said, jamming his hands in his pocket. "Where've you been?"

"Looking for you!" Peter squeaked.

"Dude, I've been paging you for the last ten minutes. Haven't you heard the 'Peter Pettigrew, a.k.a. Wormtail, please report to the front door?'?"

"No…" Peter said slowly.

"Well, dude, I've been doing that for the last half hour. Come on, Bella's making fried pumpkin seeds and I know Draco'll eat them all up." He Disapperated.

"Not again!" Peter moaned.

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"Trick or treat!"

This time it wasn't just Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The Gryffindor Gits were accompanied by Dumbledore, the Weasley twins, Lily and James.

Snape rolled his eyes and gave everyone a small piece of some rip-off chocolate frog type -thing, and barely noticed when the last member of the group was holding out his candy bag expectantly.

Snape looked at the boy. He was extremely hideous. He was wearing a long, black robe, and had painted his face green with warts all over, especially on the nose and chin. He had a black wig on that looked as if he had dumped it in a tin of fry grease. "And what are you?" he asked.

"Me?" he said. "I'm Severus Snape!"

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