This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.

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Zombies


Theodore Nott was a Slytherin. His family had always been Slytherins. And Slytherins were cunning, smart and sneaky. They were not brave, courageous and rash. Those were Gryffindors. Theo was not a Gryffindor.

But he was a coward.

He had to admit it. He hated anything to do with ghouls, ghosts, spooks, zombies, werewolves, and anything else. They terrified him.

And the whole of Slytherin knew it. They constantly tormented him with horror stories and pranks. Especially at Halloween.

Creeping from his dorm room, heading towards the bathroom, Theo's wand was at the ready, waiting for pranks and tricks.

He looked over his shoulder at his sleeping dorm mates, satisfied their slumber was not faked. He turned back to the bathroom and froze.

A pale creature stood before him, eyes bloodshot and heavy. Dark bags surrounded those eyes, making the white hair tangled around his face seem even whiter.

Theo screamed, raising his wand high, his shout sounding through the whole room waking them all.

"ZOMBIE! Stupefy!"

And the rest of the Slytherins in the room woke to the sight of a hung-over Draco Malfoy being hexed by a hysterical Theodore Nott.

Blaise Zabini groaned as he realized this would get blamed on him. He had, after all, gotten Malfoy smashed last night, and filled Theo's head with stories of Zombies.

But for now, he would sit back and laugh.