A/N: Especially for LilyxJames4ever, with wishes of good health. And Happy Halloween everybody!
MEMOS
Minerva! Do you know what day it is today?
October 31st, Albus.
And you know what that means, don't you?
Not more trolls in the dungeon?
Thankfully not.
Several pumpkin-related injuries?
No. Hagrid has managed to keep them on a tight rein this year.
What then?
Only the most fundamental Halloween tradition ever!
Oh no.
TRICK OR TREAT!
Trick or treat?
Yes, Minerva. And this year I am not allowing you to escape the sacred rites of Halloween.
I definitely do not like the sound of this…
COSTUMES!
No.
Please?
No.
Please?
Over my dead body.
That can be arranged.
You don't have the guts.
I am simply getting into the Halloween spirit, my dear Professor.
You stay away from me, Albus Dumbledore.
But you get given sweets for just putting on a costume.
I will not bring eternal humiliation down upon myself for the sake of a cheap sugar kick.
Don't listen to her, my dear sherbet lemons.
You need to give those things up.
Not until you put on a costume.
Not until you do your own paperwork.
Done.
Not until – wait… what?
I'll do the work if you put on the costume.
I don't have one.
Transfigure one.
I wouldn't know what to go as.
Fine. Then I shall choose a costume for you.
NO!
Too late.
ONE HOUR LATER
Albus, a nurse is not scary. And I've never seen one wear a skirt this short.
A/N: Oh, the mental images…
In memory of James and Lily Potter (nee Evans).