Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters or the plot. I only own my OCs. I am TRULY sorry for the long wait, but i just came back from PEI. I've heard that the British/English don't use the word "lunch", but I couldn't find the proper terminology. So I'm sorry if I'm using the wrong word.

Chapter 7

Harry sleeps peacefully in his bed, a small smile on his face. He rolls onto his back. He yelps in fright as a person jumps on him.

He shoves the person off and grabs his wand off his bedside table. He points the wand at the person lying on the ground.

"Oi Harry! That hurt!" Ron says pulling himself off of the ground. "Now I know to never wake you up like that ever again!" Ron rubs the back of his neck.

"Can you blame me?" Harry asks, grinning despite himself.

"I guess not." Ron admits.

"Why wake me up in the first place? It's Saturday. Usually I'm the one who has to wake you."

"It's Halloween."

"You had to wake me up to tell me this…why?"

"There's a Halloween party tonight, I thought you might want to hurry so we have plenty of time to find the perfect costume."

"Okay, okay I'm up." Harry laughs.

Ron grins.

"I'll meet you downstairs."

Ron takes off down the stairs, letting Harry dress in privacy. Harry had completely forgotten about the Halloween party with all the school work and with Ron and him rejoining the Gryffindor quidditch team.

Harry dresses quickly so they would have lots of time at Hogsmeade. He races down the staircase in record time, just as Hermione and Ginny walk down their own staircase.

"Hi Harry." Hermione and Ginny say together.

"Hi." Harry replies cheerfully.

Ron takes Hermione's hand and gently steers her out of the common room. Harry takes Ginny's hand and they follow just a few steps behind.

"Ginny and I thought up a plan of action." Hermione says. "We thought it would be a good idea if we split up to find our costumes…you know keep it a surprise?"

"I guess…that's a good idea." Ron shrugs, looking back at Harry.

"Of course we'll meet at The Three Broomsticks for lunch." Hermione adds. "Then we can spend the rest of the day together."

The four friends step into the line leading out of Hogwarts. Once Mr. Filch lets them pass through, rather reluctantly, they head over to Hogsmeade with the other students.

"You'd think that after saving both the Wizarding world and the Muggle world, Filch would treat you better." Ron says.

"It's Filch; I guess I'm still a miserable student to him." Harry says, not really caring.

"Okay, Ginny and I are going to go this way." Hermione says, once they reach Hogsmeade. "And you and Ron go that way." Hermione points in the opposite direction.

As soon as Hermione and Ginny are out of earshot, Harry turns to Ron with a teasing smile on his face.

"I can tell who wears the pants in this relationship."

"Oh shut the bloody hell up Harry." Ron says, taking a swipe at him, trying to hide his smile.

Harry walks into a new building called 'Cardiff Trove'.

"I can't imagine any muggle costumes being in here, can you?" Harry asks, eyeing a shelf full of costumes.

"You never know," Ron shrugs. "According to Hermione, muggle is 'in'."

Harry nods absentmindedly, walking up and down the aisles of costumes. He stops when he notices a muggle witch mask, complete with green skin and warts. He stares at it, feeling as if it's staring back at him.

"How can I help you?" A woman's voice says.

Harry turns around surprised, but no ones behind him. A screechy laugh comes from behind him. As he turns back, a woman, who looks to be in her early twenties, has stepped out from behind the muggle mask. She swipes a hand through her wild black hair.

"Can I help you find anything?" She grins, noticing his scar.

"I'm just browsing." Harry says, walking into another aisle. The woman follows him.

"My name is Irisa Cardiff; if you have any questions just ask me." She smiles pleasantly.

"I'll be sure to." Harry smiles stiffly, wishing she would leave him to search by himself.

Harry continues to walk along the aisle trying to ignore Irisa Cardiff as she not so subtly follows him. Ron enters the aisle at the other end and walks over to Harry.

"You find anything yet?" He asks, and then he notices Irisa Cardiff. He lowers his voice. "Do you know her?"

"I'm still looking." Harry moves to another costume hanging up. It's an angel. "She's the manager and she won't stop following me." He mutters, barely moving his lips.

"Oh." Ron mouths. He gets the impression that she won't allow them to leave without Harry buying anything.

"What about that?" Ron asks, pointing to a bright white half mask. Harry spins around, desperate to find a costume.

Irisa jumps at the chance. "You like the Phantom of the Opera?"

"Well…" Harry glances at Ron.

"It would look good on you." Irisa says, Harry ignores the flirty tone in her voice.

"It would Harry." Ron adds. "Besides, Ginny likes that movie. I can't understand why, I don't even know how she can follow the plot!"

"I'll take it." Harry says, determinedly. Irisa takes it down and hands it to Harry, her hands lingering a little too long.

"There is a change room down…" Irisa is about to take his arm.

"I'm sure it fits." Harry says backing away from her outstretched hand. "I can always ask Hermione to fix it, if it doesn't." Harry adds to Ron.

Irisa immediately grows sombre at the mention of Hermione's name. She takes them to the front desk where they pay for the costume, and speed walk out the door.

"I think she was hitting on you." Ron says as they make their way over to Gladrags Wizardwear.

They're soon outside the store and they look in to see Hermione and Ginny buying their costumes. Ginny turns and sees Harry. She grins, grabs the bag with her costume in it and runs to the door.

She skids to a halt in front of Harry and Ron.

"Did you find your costumes?" She eyes Harry's shopping bag.

"Ron still has to find his." Harry says looking around. "Are there any good male costumes in here?"

"Looking to find a shortcut?" Ginny laughs.

"So I can spend more time with you." Harry agrees.

Ginny stands on her toes to kiss Harry on the cheek. "That was sweet. Go look over there." She points in one direction. "Come on Hermione, the guys still need to shop. And I need more quills."

Ron and Harry head over in the direction that Ginny pointed to. Ron walks up and down the same aisle many times. Harry watches him, until something catches his eye.

"Hey look at that!" Harry exclaims.

"What?"

"It's a costume of one of the Blues Brothers!" Harry exclaims taking it down.

"Who?"

"They're a band."

"But I had my eye on this one." Ron says, holding up a costume.

"Ron, you know that's Darth Vader right?"

"Well…now I do."

"Which ever one you want Ron, but I'm pretty sure Hermione has never watched Star Wars."

Ron looks between the costumes, trying to decide which one he's going to get.

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