Happy Halloween, jadestrick
Trick or Treat!
LiveJournal username: withdrawnred
Prompt: masquerade
Rating: G
Word Count: 360
Hermione sighed in front of the mirror, brushing her fringe out of her eyes for what seemed like the thousandth time that evening. If she hadn’t been staring at her reflection at the time the spell had taken effect, she’d barely have recognized herself. In her opinion, there was far too much glitter going on, but her boyfriend-it still was weird to think that she could call him that-had insisted on going all out this night. So, glitter it was.
After three knocks on her door, a glittery princess-like figure glided to and opened the door to another cartoon-ish character. She still couldn’t wrap her head around the Wizarding fairy tale that they were dressing as, but with Draco, she’d long since learned to just accept things when it came to his traditions. The other thing she couldn’t wrap her head around was how amazing the glamours were that costumed the pair of them … as well as surely the entire Wizarding population on All Hallow’s Eve. In the Muggle world, she knew half the fun was being someone else, but magic took that to a whole other level. One could in all seriousness be someone else for the night.
True anonymity, that’s what it was.
And that was exactly why she and Draco had decided that All Hallow’s Eve would be the perfect time to reintroduce her to his parents. They’d be none the wiser that they were actually meeting one Hermione Jean Granger, about whom they probably had very colourful things to say. As much as she wanted to keep her integrity and not trick the Malfoys into liking her, Draco had beamed like a child on Christmas when he had come to her with his master plan.
So, tonight she would try to woo his parents as- “What’s this costume again?”
Draco grinned with amusement. “Gallie. Should I write in on your palm, or will you remember?”
She resisted the strong urge to smack his arm, only because she knew that glitter would fly everywhere and drench her foyer if she moved with any speed. “Let’s go, Berchie.”
This time he laughed. “It’s Bertrand, Hermione.”