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the moment the other took the route of a guilt trip, avery felt a bit ashamed that he hadn’t bothered to think about the hard work that went into setting up the haunted house. his shoulders sagged slightly as he met gabriel’s gaze, “i doubt rory will really mind considering how many people have actually gone in there.” yes, he had been keeping track. he puffed his cheeks out slightly, “though if you’re willing to make it up to me…” he let his words trail off slightly. “but don’t begin to think that i need protecting.” he jabbed his finger against the other’s chest in a playful manner. “–and i totally don’t need my hand to be held but i think you’ll need to hold his.” he offered his stuffed bear’s hand out to gabriel, a smirk on his lips. would he actually take it? surely that amusement would distract him while he walked through the house.

Maude sighed, noticing how disgusting the floor of the room of requirement had become so quickly. Thank Merlin she would never actually be expected to clean it up. “Mais, hélas, c'est trop amusant,” {”But, alas, it’ too much fun.”} she grinned, taking another big swig of the martini. It was strong, just the way she liked it.  

gabriel laughed, easily understanding her. “too bad. i’m sure there are many here who’d love to see you cleaning a few things,” he implied, grin mischievous. “you sure you want to drink so much? it’s a time to let loose, sure, but no one likes someone too hammered -- no matter how pretty they are,” he said, not being a big drinker himself. honestly, he kept to wine -- and that was only when he was home or it was a holiday.

         “And the students’ need to let loose,” Victoire added with a giggle. And it was true, things within the castle got stale far too quickly that a party— a good party— was needed to keep things from exploding. “Well, I think I’ll be just fine, I know said wolf, but care for a biscuit,” she held up her basket of treats. “There my Nan’s, best in the world.”

“i agree. everyone seems to be rather dead lately. i thought that was just me considering i typically stay attached to posie like a gross little leech,” he said, laughing at the joke he made of himself. “glad to know you’ll be safe, but don’t mind if i do, red,” he said, dipping his hand into her basket and plucking out one of the biscuits. “so, is this part of the costume, or is your nan really making these?”

   “Hm, don’t threaten me with a good time.” Alcohol usually brought out the more affectionate or flirty side of Roxanne but she knew most people knew that it was all in good fun and teasing. Unless it was evidently stated otherwise. Roxanne grinned, “Thanks, it didn’t take a lot of effort. I thought I’d be funny since.. you know, I actually did get bit.” She shrugged and then looked him over with a smile,  “Prince Charming should feel ashamed compared to you.” She giggled, “You look good though– honestly.”

Avery sat there with his arms wrapped around the giant teddy bear that he had managed to win, a pout fixed on his lips. “I want to let you know that I’m not scared to go in the haunted house, just not in the mood. Why would I want to get scared for fun when I can just keep eating and go ride some rides?” Translation: He’s definitely too scared to go into the haunted house.

Posie aimlessly adjusted her braid that was lined with little snowflake bobby pins before her hands slimmed down her blue sparkly gown. “Can someone explain to me why someone came up to me and said they liked my Elsa costume?” She had never seen a single Disney movie in her life and that might begin explain why she’s so deprived of happiness. “I feel like I’m missing out on something here.”

gabriel couldn’t help but laugh. this was something he actually knew about and it was, coincidentally, thanks to a forced movie session. frozen was the only disney movie he’d managed to see, so he was pleased he understood the reference. “the cold doesn’t bother you anyway, elsa,” he teased, letting out a laugh as he playfully nudged the girl. “for once, i get it. you do look like the queen from the frozen movie. which, she is based on the snow queen, so you’re killin’ it. you’re super hot and you look like a disney queen? you’ll have men begging you to bob on their apples -- if you know what i mean.”

Having grown up in a far from normal family, Maude had never participated in Halloween festivities before coming to Hogwarts. Now, she loved it. Her french maid costume walked the line of taste and humour and she loved the attention and looks it warranted. This party was unlike any she had ever been to before. As if ‘party’ was even a suitable word to describe what this was. She was merely soaking it all up when someone bumped into her. Luckily she didn’t spill the pumpkin martini she carried in her hand. “Excuse you,” she couldn’t help but slur. 

it wasn’t uncommon for gabriel to space out with his thoughts as he walked, so he easily uttered out an apology when he bumped into someone. however, her state and words caused him to pause. “sorry, moira,” he said, referring to the maid from american horror story. “you probably shouldn’t be drinking on the job -- you’re missing a lot of the popcorn,” he teased, motioning to the kernels sprinkling the ground here and there.

     Roxanne just wanted to have fun and not think about her last weekend. She had decided to be funny and own the fact of who she was by dressing up as a werewolf. She actually thought it was hilarious but maybe not everyone else would but she also thought her make up was actually really on point. She laughed as she took a sip of her drink, “Don’t worry– I don’t bite. Unless you’re into that.”

          Halloween was Victoire’s favorite holiday. Anything that involved a great outfit was going to be something that she loved, end of story. The eldest Weasley girl stepped into the party and brushed the scarlet hood of her red riding hood costume from her head. She looked around with surprise and wonder, she couldn’t believe her eyes. “I’m not really sure how Rory managed all this,” she thought aloud. 

gabriel overheard the other and let out a small laugh. “i’m sure it has something to do with popularity, money, and a lot of asking from the room,” he mused before looking over to take in the girl’s costume. “very cute. classic, really. i think i saw a wolf running around here, so i’d be careful if i were you,” he playfully teased.

A small groan escaped Xan’s lips as he set his drink down upon the nearest flat surface, fingers adjusting the fangs he had in. “I’m actually really disappointed that no one has wanted to make out with me tonight. Are vampires not attractive any more? Muggles used to be obsessed with them.” He turned to the person closest to him, an expecting look on his face. “What is it? Tell me. Did I over-do it with the fake blood?” He gestured to the makeup that he had on his face and the red splotches on his white button-up shirt.

a chuckle escaped gabriel as he looked over at the other. “are you sure you think it’s the blood? the blood part is hot. i’m thinking it’s the reminder of their short mortal existence -- totally killing the mood,” he teased. he was dressed up as some sort of tortured prince. his outfit regally spoke prince with sash and fake rapier, but his slicked back hair and face in general spoke tortured. “is this the part i vanquish you to protect the kingdom of fools here, or is this the part where i give in to the folly of man and ask to make out with you before you drain me dry -- leaving me for dead?” he asked, finishing off his glass.

   “Will there ever be a day where the first years actually take what I say seriously? Am I not scary enough or something?”

“silly me, i shouldn’t forget that you’re always trying to pass off your shit on unsuspecting customers – i mean students.” there was the bite of sarcasm in xan’s words as he let out a chuckle of amusement. “you know how much i enjoy my precious bong… but like i said, i don’t have much time to dick around with you today. so i’ll have to deal with what we have to work with. shall we head out to the edge of the lake?” he nodded his head slightly in the approximate direction of the mentioned location.

“you make me sound like a pest,” gabriel teased, not at all offended. the two of them were rather set on their own paths, only crossing here and there. “the lake is such a cliche place,” he said, as he walked side by side with the other. “you’d think we’d thought up better places to get high, but i suppose we would just run out of new places eventually,” he continued to ramble. “you seeing anyone?” he asked once they were closer to the water, hand dipping into his pocket to pull out one of his blunts. he lit it and took a hit before passing it over to his companion.

a grin overtook avery’s lips the moment the professor finally passed and he heard the other’s response, a chuckle escaping him. “i’m completely serious – and i hope you’re ready to do duets with me during the disney films we watch. i call being princess anna during frozen, just saying.” even though he wouldn’t rat gabriel out if he refused, he was hoping that he might have some advantage over the boy considering he was still holding the other’s contraband. just to mess with the other, he pulled the plastic baggy out and held it up to examine it. “what is this stuff anyway?”

  He shrugged, “Marcus seems honestly fitting. Marcus Hatter. Hm. Am I anti hats too since it’s pretty annoying? I already sorta am anti hats so I guess that could fit.” He couldn’t hold back his laughter, “It may just be crazy enough to actually work.”