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This is Halloween, everybody make a scene

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[attr="class","cbody"]For a while, Saoirse had thought that she wasn’t getting sick. She had thought that she had somehow, someway, gotten lucky. But slowly and surely, she had started to get sick around the middle of September and she had known that it was only a matter of time. It had been miserable and she was only just now starting to feel slightly better. Enough to come to this party, at least, because she knew that they could use as many chaperones as they could.
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Nearly everyone was past the initial sickness, and back to full health just… without the magic. Teaching was a lot more difficult now, at least for those that required magic--charms, transfiguration, potions… all a lot harder for those professors now.
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She didn’t have that problem. She didn’t need magic to teach people about magical creatures. Yes, it was maybe slightly safer that way--she couldn’t use magic to stop a sudden accident or a charging creature. But she had never had a charging creature and accidents didn’t happen all that much. She was good at her job, and most of the time her students weren’t absolute idiots.
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Saoirse thought that the ball was coming at a good time. Everyone could use some cheering up with what was happening outside of these walls--and in it, for staff members anyway. Everyone was worried about the epidemic, about their families, about what was going to happen…
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So was she. Of course, she was. It was impossible not to worry about the potential of never having magic again. Of them never figuring out what was going on, of a cure never being discovered. There was a chance of that, and that was worrisome.
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But she also knew that she didn’t necessarily rely on magic as much as some others did. She could get by, but it was still a blow for all of them. It was just something that they were going to have to adapt to.
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And tonight, it was something that she thought everyone just needed to forget about. The house elves had done a fantastic job of decorating, and the costumes that she had seen so far were pretty creative, actually. Saoirse thought that this night was well on its way to doing its job and giving everyone here the distraction that they needed. She would likely not be as lucky, unless @cas planned on showing up--and with her husband, there was no way of knowing what he was going to do.
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[attr="class","cnotes"]418 ● @ everyone, come on! ● saoirse's costume because we're not wasting this vikings opportunity ● everyone remember to please not arrive like you are the first person walking in! costumes encouraged but keep them appropriate! staff can send students back to their dorms to change if their outfits are deemed inappropriate! dress code is here!

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@alisander || Dress

Tonight was supposed to be fun, a night when they didn’t have to worry about school work, homework or curfew. Well, that rang true for Olivette. She was not going to worry about any of that but she was going to prefer to make sure she had a goodnight. She had a date for this evening, her friend Alisander. Normally the two of them did nothing more than spend some evenings in each other’s company but tonight they were each other's date. Vet didnt’ see Alisander as anything more than a friend and they got along well. He had gone to the trouble of making sure he matched her outfit and she appreciated that.

With last weekend’s Hogsmeade weekend being cancelled, she had to her time going and coming from her internship. She was lucky that her she had the chance to go out and get her dress. She only had to make sure she looked nice on the night. She always wanted to look her best and the ball was one of the chances. She had always done in the balls she had been to before and she was not going to leave her dorm without looking good tonight.

Vet was looking forward to the night and seeing her friends and seeing whatever wore as well as hitting the dance floor. She was not the best dancer at all but she didn’t shy away from and she hoped that Alisander would join her. She had talked to him about something else that would be happening tonight after the dance but she knew for the moment she had to relax. She trusted Alisander, he was her friend and she was going to try to remain calm. They had a dance to get to after all and to make sure they enjoyed themselves tonight.

The witch had finished her hair and made sure it was sitting correctly before she had met Alis in their common room. She had been looking around as they made their way downstairs. Having their common room on the seventh floor, it meant that it always took forever to get to the great hall. ”You look great” she told her fellow sixth year as walked. He did looks good in his suit. But he was good looking all the time.

The two of them arrived at the great hall and looked to Alis before she took in all the decoration and she was impressed. ”We are staying until the excitement dies down….” she whispered to the wizard as she linked her arm with hers. ”Who do you want to talk to first?” she asked Alisander as she continued to look around.

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Kit wasn't impressed, not in the slightest. He was a fool for thinking he could do better than Mandy on a test, and a Charms test no less! His dad would kill him if he found out that he hadn't done an O level assignment, but he had tried; Mandy just was a little better. Although he had a feeling that the only reason she made such an effort to do better on the most recent test was so she could humiliate him into wearing this. Kit wasn't going to take it lying down though, he believed that he looked quite good in a dress, his only issue was the heels, but he was hoping that Mandy would let him turn them into flats but, Kit knew what she was like; the Gryffindor would make him suffer as long as possible so she could enjoy the gloating she currently had.

Luckily, Kit didn't have many stairs to go up or down to get from the dungeons to the Great Hall, just a slope which made it slightly easy for him as he tottered along out of the Slytherin common room and up towards where the ball was. A number of people were walking back and forth wearing a variety of costumes and he received a few funny looks as they past him, his response was simple. Blow them a kiss and they hurried off. The more he was doing this, the more he realised he could potentially have a lot of fun with this dress. Admittedly, the wizard was a little hesitant, the last time a male had worn a dress, he'd ended up getting tortured but as awful as it was to think about for Kit, he had the upper hand in the fact that he was a halfblood and for once, he was kind of relieved for that; although things had improved for Muggleborns out in the world, the school still had a distinct lack of them in the castle walls.

Kit had decided to be slightly petty for the dance, normally when he came to the balls with Gen or any of his female friends, he'd escort them; but he was still salty about losing the bet to Mandy that he'd told her, she'd have to meet him at the hall. He felt bad now, as he thought about it. But Mandy had at least found it funny, when he'd initially told her that and she wasn't the type to feel like she needed or wanted to be escorted to a ball and he respected that. As he grew closer to the great hall doors, the wizard huffed a little and adjust the red riding cloak and stood upright, strutting towards the door. He was going to do this with as much pride as he could muster and if he lost respect... well, he'd just have to remind them. 

Mandy wasn't at the door when Kit arrived and he wasn't sure whether to go in or not, but after a while he decided to enter the hall and get drinks for them, Mandy was smart and knew him well enough. She'd know where to look for him, if he wasn't outside. She'd hopefully check that he was in the hall instead of waiting outside for him. With a shrug he sauntered over to the refreshments table and filled two cups with punch, sipping his and scanning the room; taking in all of the costumes.

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    He had never really attended any of the school balls with a date before. Alright, it wasn't really a date, date. It was a friend who he happened to occasionally make out with that had asked him to accompany her. He wasn't one of those blokes that turned tail and ran at the first sign that something could be more than just a lay. Of course this was more than a lay. Was it romantic? Not really, but Vet was his friend and that meant that he cared about her. He would've come with @olivette even if she hadn't been planning what she was planning on doing tonight, of course, but this- well, it wasn't because he was a teenage boy. Not just, at least. It was also because she trusted him and he was flattered and he thought that she deserved someone that would be good to her. Or at least try. Yeah, Halloween balls were an every year thing, but it wasn't the most important part of the night. 
    As he entered with Vet, he looked around to see if any of his other friends were around. Maybe @octavian , who'd somehow managed to get @hal to come along with him. Alis was only half convinced that it wouldn't end in tears. Did he dislike Hal? No, he was a fine bloke, but Octi was just too sensitive about this stuff lately. Especially when he pined, it seemed, which wasn't something Alis had ever seen happy before. It was worse than watching @clio pine, because at least Clio decided she was too good for pining and decided to at least try to move on. Octi was like a fly constantly bouncing off a window pane. At least Clio went with Violet Gertrude Stroud , who was a friend. Alis didn't know her well, but she seemed nice enough. Everyone else? Atha, Nick, probably off somewhere. Cassiel was probably following someone around, and Alis thought that was a good thing. Distract himself from the family matters back home. Hopefully, everything would go well tonight. If Monroe didn't get her knickers in a twist about something, but that'd be the day. Then @dario and @magdalene would also be out there somewhere. Probably making out by now- Alisander maintained that Octi giving her make out 'tips' had just been him meddling and getting rid of the feeling of his own romantic impotence. Not that he'd ever say so to Octi, it'd upset him.
    "Thanks. You look beautiful." The compliment rolled easily off his tongue, especially since it was true. And with a smile, he guided her to the drinks table close by. Staying until everything dies down- well, then they had plenty of time to kill. That was fine, he never minded a good party. Then again, he'd be staying sober tonight. No drink and no smoke- and since Octi would too, or at least he'd told Alis that much, it felt as if this would be the best behaved school ball his group of friends was part of in... a while. "Well, I don't really mind. Depends on who we see first. Anyone you want to seek out in particular?"

I am the "who"

when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind
blowing through your hair

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Donald loved Halloween, the excuse to dress up, the importance to it to the wizarding world, the magic and history behind it. It was certainly an important festival for the magical community and one which he enjoyed celebrating and being part of. This year the 14-year-old decided to go for a slightly less elaborate costume than the one he wore to the Halloween ball last year. While Don loved the outfit he made for himself for his 3rd year it did take him a lot of work to create it and, in the end, he decided that it might have been too must hassle. This year he decided to keep it simple and basic, while still drawing on his Welsh culture and heritage that was so important to him.

The young boy initially wanted d to go as the Cyhyraeth. This was a Welsh mythological creature, sort of like a banshee. It was a ghostly spirit, a death spectre or wraith, whatever you wanted to call it, it was a disembodies doleful sound that heard three times to warn of someone's death. However, the disembodied part made it difficult. Especially as he didn’t want to go over-elaborate on the costume this year. Maybe next year.

Instead, the Ravenclaw seeker decided to go for something a bit easier this year. He still wanted to reach into Welsh folklore and decided that going as Mari Lwyd would be the simpler option for him. It was a bit out of season, he would confess, the Mari Lwyd was more of a Christmas tradition, but he felt it fell into Halloween quiet well. Especially for those who were not I the know.

The folk custom of the Mari Lwyd saw a group of people wandering around the town going door to door carrying a horses skull mounted on a pole carried by a person under a white cloth. These group would go around door to door knowing on them and request entry to the house through the medium of song. The householder, in turn, would sing back either approving or rejecting their request entry. The Mari Lwyd group would then respond in song, and a verse-based debate would ensure until one side relented. If the householder relented, the Mari Lwyd group would be invited inside for food and drink.

It was a nice custom, Don thought, but it was also one that was almost extinct. Not that it mattered that much, it made for an excellent costume. The Ravenclaw wore a long, full body black cloak, like the sort that the grim reaper is depictured as wearing in most pictures of him. Out of the hood of the cloak appeared a long horses skull mask that Donnie was wearing. It was a bit of a scarier, horror take on the Mari Lwyd, but he felt that it was in keeping with the ancient Welsh tradition while making it suited to the Halloween theme.
 
The Ravenclaw boy entered the Great Hall and looked around to see if he recognised anyone. It was always the challenge in Halloween to find friends; most people were in costume. He shrugged and walked to get himself a goblet of pumpkin juice. It would be interesting to see how he managed to drink through the dead horse mask.

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[attr="class","gummies"]It was Halloween, and Clio and Octi were matching again, as they did. Apollo and Artemis, both of them swathed in costumes that suited them brilliantly. Clio had wanted to bring a bow and arrow with her, but Vi had talked her out of it, somehow. She wasn't entirely sure as to the reasoning, but her friend had that sort of magic. She said no, and Clio listened. Octi and Alis certainly would have promoted the idea of weaponry, and she was sure that the reasoning had been sound... She knew that Vi meant well, she always did. And that was why she was being gentle with her, because she knew well, and she was always supremely helpful. Because of that (and other things), she had elected not to smoke, what with being the only one of the group possibly being sober that night. It wasn't fair to make your friends be the ones to hate the party while you were flying sky high. So she passed on drinking and smoking, and she dressed up with Octi and met Vi at the entrance just like they planned.

@octavian was going with Hal, and she looked around to see if he was there yet. She didn't know what he was being, and she thought that it would be funny if his costume fit slightly with Octi's. Maybe not, maybe so... You never knew with some of the Hufflepuffs. It had taken way too long for her to safely convince Vi to match with them, and even then, she had been awfully insistent on Medusa. She had tried, really, for other things... She still wasn't sure what Violet Gertrude Stroud was going to show up as, and she was a bit nervous. But that was fine; they were still going to get some punch, get some food, and stand sullenly in a corner. Just like normal. Just like they always did. She tried to steer her friend towards the food once they entered, a bit away from the professors...

Food in hand, Clio raised a hand and waved lazily towards @alisander and the girl he was with. She couldn't remember her name, even though they were in the same year. It started with an 'O'... But then she had a nickname that started with a 'v'. She shoved a piece of cupcake in her mouth and then looked to see if Arthur Stroud was there-- not that she particularly cared, since she was really certain that he hated her guts. She could understand it. She was prickly and unpleasant and... Okay, she had promised Alis that she was done pining, so she could deal. She didn't have a crush. Everything was fine. She hated everything and that was it. "Let's hope nobody gets maimed this year," Clio said, scanning the room. Not smoking was definitely beginning to seem like a bad idea. She could barely deal with these people high on a normal day. On a sugar induced party day? She was screwed.

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Halloween Ball

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After all the years spent in Greece, Ruth had almost forgotten about Halloween. Some of the Muggles seemed to have picked up the custom, but they were far and in between and mostly foreigners, and in the magical community the interest had been even more minimal. It had been strange in her first year she had spent there, but then it had more or less slipped her mind. After Hogwarts it just didn’t have any meaning or significance in her life. And with time, she had, if she ever thought of it, considered it more a silly occasion for children to dress up and pretend to be spooky. And life was spooky enough as it was. She didn’t need Halloween.

But now she was back at Hogwarts, and at Hogwarts Halloween was a whole different matter. Here Halloween brought back memories. Memories of a time when eating sweets had been the highest kind of entertainment. She still remembered the first time she had seen the hall decorated with floating pumpkins and real bats. It had been a marvelous sight. This feeling of wonder had returned step by step during the time that she had been back at school. Only this time around, she noticed more of the preparations to make everything the most impressive sight a first-year could ever experience. At least that was how she imagined witnessing everything around Hogwarts. Out of the eyes of a first-year who hadn’t seen that many impressive sights in their life.

There didn’t use to be a ball when she was at school — a banquet in the evening, yes, even a banquet interrupted by a troll once, but not a ball with dressing up in costumes. And she felt a little reserved on that part. But if it was required, then she’d somehow manage. She had a couple of really old robes that by now would be more than enough of a costume. But she supposed she wasn’t really here tonight to have fun. It might be nice to see the hall filled with all the colourfully dressed students, a sharp contrast to the usual black. On the other hand, they were still teenagers or even younger, and she couldn’t tell whether the whole change of atmosphere wouldn’t give some of them stupid ideas. And a majority of the staff, her included, couldn’t perform magic anymore while the students could. They were really lucky that the matron had been spared, otherwise she didn’t know what they would have done. And there was also the Headmaster. There was no reason for her to worry. She strolled through the Great Hall, nodding to the students she recognized, and then headed towards a less crowded spot on the other end of the hall.

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Pumpkins scream in the dead of night
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene

[attr="class","textbodgryff"]A dance. Halloween Ball. Sure, whatever name it had, it was the same thing at its core. A school dance, and Dario had been to enough of those to know how they went. Beauxbatons or not, the spiel was usually the same. This was one thing where it didn't matter where he was from, because dances were... well, dances. And Dario was fairly confident he could navigate his way around that. Besides, a Halloween dance also meant that it came with the opportunity to dress up. To really go all out. Halloween was yet another thing that was far from foreign. There had been a lot of Catalan traditions, and while he and Luna had spent the last few Halloweens at Beauxbatons, he still remembered a great deal of them from his childhood. Either way, it was the same idea. Dress up in a costume and have fun. That was the oversimplified version of it, anyways, but Dario didn't see any reason why it should be more complicated than that.

One thing was different about this dance, though, and that was @magdalene. Dario had taken dates to dances before. That was the point of a dance--or part of it, anyways. But he had never taken a girlfriend to a dance. And never one quite like Maggie. They had grown closer and closer in the last few months, and Dario could tell that this was the first time ever, really, that he had felt so comfortable and happy around someone that wasn't family. Even his family had been tense in the last year--but Maggie had always been a calming presence, and Dario... really liked her. It was strange to think back on his initial resilience to Hogwarts and England, knowing now how things were turning out. A past Dario would never have imagined himself fitting in quite so well. Finding his footing so quickly. But then again, Dario supposed that he had always been somewhat good at that. He had always been the friendly smile in a room, so maybe it wasn't all that crazy.

Walking into the Great Hall, Dario glanced around for a moment, his eyes searching for @luna. His sister had mentioned she would show up, but she had kept most of everything else somewhat secretive. And he knew that @octavian would be around--honestly, Dario was just curious to see the big reveal of his dorm mate's costume. It was likely to be very extravagant and he didn't want to miss it. Dario turned his gaze, then, to Maggie, whose arm was linked with his. A wide grin spread across his face--the costume really did suit her. "You make a pretty cute Tinkerbell, you know," Dario commented.

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This year would be different than they year before, she had a good feeling for a change, but then again, the last time someone had gotten pretty damn hurt because of their mouth. She knew that she wasn’t going to be that person and she was pretty damned sure that she and Kit would not be getting into any trouble for what they did. She made sure that both of their costumes were regulations, even though it was fucked up that she had chosen the ones that she had, but it was his own fault for talking the bet. He should have known better than to make a bet with her, any bet. She almost always won and truthfully, he always made him suffer for it.

She wanted him to suffer a little at least, but still have fun. She was trying to not think about Phirra, to not have her constantly in the back of her mind and she knew that the farther that they got from the date the easier that it would be for her and probably him. It was hard to not want a connection that was more than what they had, but she knew where his mind and heart was, so she never pushed things. She had a few other lovers, but they were much less frequent, but honestly, she wasn’t sure she could handle more.

Amanda just wanted to have some peace and when she hung around Kit,she found it. Her mind didn’t race, her thoughts didn’t wander when she could lean into him, hold him to her Maybe it was stupid to feel any sort of way other than what they had, after all he did pick Imogen over her….. She sighed and ended the jaunt down the stairs with a heavy heart and pulled the hood up more before checking that her hands looked like claws still before walking into the Hall and spotting him and approaching. ”Well, aren't you just a delicious snack.”

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[attr="class","reasonbodcas"]Cas wasn’t entirely sure that he understood the significance of dressing up for Halloween. Yes, he knew that it was tradition, but it seemed a bit strange to put on a costume and pretend to be someone else just for fun.

But he was desperate for anything to take his mind off of what had happened.

The sickness had ravaged – leaving him and others without their magic. It made being the Groundskeeper of such a substantial chunk of land rather difficult given that he had no wand to help him. Of course, there were a few people who had retained their magic, but Cas was too proud a man to ask them for help. He’d learned how to trim the trees and mow the law all with muggle supplies. Of course, the enchanted lawn mower that he’d been given was a blessing. After all, pushing a mower over hundreds of acres didn’t exactly scream fun to him.

He wasn’t even sure that he wanted to be a Groundskeeper. He hadn’t taken this job because it was what he’d wanted to do for the rest of his life. No, this job had been another one of his ‘clever ploys.’ A chance to be closer to his Mosali – a chance to keep up the good work that they had done so far to mend the bridge between them.

She was going by his name again – Saorise Ndumiso. And while he knew this bode well for their marriage, he wasn’t just going to give up. He needed to prove to his wife that romance was not dead; that he could be an exemplary husband. And, if that meant working for the rest of his life to trim the trees surrounding Hogwarts with no magic or going to this bloody Halloween Ball dressed like an absolute loon, then by Merlin, he would.

With a deep breath, he entered, making a b-line for the staff table at the front of the room. Cas was not normally a self-conscious man. In fact, he was regularly found wrestling creatures or dragons with his shirt off, but tonight, he felt as if he had walked into the room naked. He knew it was ridiculous to feel as if people were watching – and judging – him, but for some reason, he felt out of his element. Perhaps it was his pants – they seemed to be riding up in all sorts of uncomfortable ways.

Tugging at the edge of his jacket and tipping his hat as he found his wife’s eye, he forced himself to smile. At least, with her eyes on him, he was able to momentarily relax. She was the only good thing about this party, he reminded himself. Well, Mosali, and the rest of the Staff. He’d grown to like some of them over the past two months. Perhaps he could get used to this after all. Then again, the party (and school year) was only just beginning.

“M’lady,” Cas said as he removed his hat and held it over his chest. “I’ve never seen a more striking…er…” He paused, looking over her costume before he leaned forward, pressing his lips to her ear as if he was sharing a secret – when in truth, he was just trying to save himself the embarrassment of his lack of understanding. “What are you dressed as, Mosali?”

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