Day 6: DEE HALLOWEEN PROMPTS

Draco Malfoy

"Well that's decidedly creepy"

Masks

"Skulls, dark manors, candlelight and wicked delights are my life."

Of All the Nasty Tricks:

"I hate Malfoy," Ron hissed to Harry as they both stared at Halloween themed entrance hall before them. The room was decorated with what they hoped to be fake skulls and other Halloween themed items. Ron was pointing at the massive spider prop that was situated by the door that led to the ballroom. The spider was animated to open its jaws at witches and wizards who passed it.

Harry nodded in agreement and adjusted the mask he had acquired for the evening. The Halloween Ball of the Century had been spawned across the press for the mast month. Harry had chosen to come dressed as the Phantom of the Opera, whilst Ron had come dressed as a Mummy.

"Come on Ron," Harry gently prodded Ron, "You have to pass the spider at some point; we've been stood here for an hour and if we wait much longer there won't be any food left."

"I hate Malfoy," Ron hissed.

"Yes," Harry retorted, "You have said that about ten times already."

"He knows I hate spiders and he's put that there to taunt me," Ron huffed.

"You are not the only one who hates spiders," Harry pointed out, "and I bet there are plenty of things inside that other people are afraid of, it is Halloween after all."

After a few minutes of no movement from Ron, Harry spoke again, "I will walk past the spider and you can walk the other side of me, we can both walk through the door at the same time."

Ron grunted in response but moved with Harry through the door.

Once they entered the ballroom, Harry and Ron took in the sight of the well-decorated room. The room looked like a forest clearing, with the walls decorated to look like a creepy forest, a low grey fog drifted across the floor. The tables which ran around the outside of the room were charmed to look like logs and the whole room had a gloomy feel to it.

"Let's find a table," Harry suggested to Ron as he tugged his friend in the direction of the left side of the room.

Sitting at the first empty table they found, the boys settled down and eyed the spread in front of them.

"Well that's decidedly creepy," Ron hissed pointing at the jug in the middle of the table which whilst it looked like it was filled with a beverage of some kind, there was also a pair of eye balls suspended within the liquid, "I feel like they are looking at me."

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Evening boys," a female voice spoke above them and they looked up to see their friend Hermione dressed in a beautiful black full-length dress.

"Hermione," Ron hissed, "Where is that boyfriend of yours?"

"Greeting guests Ronald," Hermione responded, "What's the matter?"

"A spider by the entrance," Harry answered for his friend.

"Honestly," Hermione replied, "It's a gag Ron and you are not the only one who is afraid of spiders."

"Yeah," Ron replied, "But your boyfriend doesn't like me, I bet he put it there to scare me and only me."

"Nothing Draco does is aimed at you Ron," Hermione retorted.

"Why would I go out of my way to deliberately annoy you," the topic of the discussion commented as he wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist, "I have better things to spend my time and attention on."

Ron grunted.

"Morticia and Gomez Addams," Harry blurted out.

"Well done Harry," Hermione smiled at her friend, "I like your Phantom costume."

"Potter," Draco greeted.

"The place looks impressive well done," Harry commented.

"Thanks," Draco smirked, "Hermione did most of it."

"I don't know how you stand him," Ron commented to Hermione.

"Grow up," Hermione retorted.

Draco pressed his lips to Hermione's forehead.

Suddenly the chandeliers that had hung from the ceiling went out and the room was plunged into darkness.

"AHHH!" Screams could be heard coming from various points across the room.

The lights flickered and through the flickering, the tops of skulls could be seen rising through the fog, until full body skeletons were seen at various points across the dance floor.

"Please tell me this planned Hermione," Harry hissed at his friend in the darkness.

Hermione smirked though it went unseen, "All part of the show," she spoke, "After all skulls, dark manors, candlelight and wicked delights are my life."

"What do you mean?" Harry questions and then through the flickering lights he saw a tattoo-like mark on Hermione's arm, "Why do you-"

But before he could finish a figure whispered, "Avada Kedavra" and Harry Potter dropped dead.

"Hermione," Ron hissed, "What's happening?"

"My name is Alyssa Riddle," Hermione replied, "I am the daughter of Tom Marvolo Riddle and you Ronald Weasley are about to die."

And the last thing Ron Weasley saw before he was murdered was the evil glint in his former friend's eyes.