20: "Red's your colour."

                                    

                                          
Saturday 26th October 1996
Thea sits on her bed quietly, as Pansy pulls various items of clothing out of her trunk, throwing them in the air behind her without so much as a second glance. Daphne stands behind her, leaning against the bed frame with her arms crossed and a tired look on her face. 
"Chin up Daph. It's a party. Not a funeral." Pansy stands, turning to her large pile of mess on the floor. "And you Thea. Get excited!" She shakes her last piece of clothing in her hand with excitement, before thrusting it onto the pile. 
Thea stands, making her way over to the pile. "I'm sure the fire will be going Pansy, will you really need all these layers?"
"Nooo. These are the workings of a costume. You just have to use your imagination."
"Are you imagining a blizzard?" Daphne raises her eyebrows, pushing her hips from the bed frame and dropping down the brief step. 
Pansy sighs, reaching for her wand, waving it briefly and causing a few garments to float up into the air. "Right. Costume ideas?" She shrugs her shoulders, looking around for any response and getting absolutely none. "Oh come the fuck on guys."
"I think we should go as Harry Hermione and Ron." Thea shrugs, looking up from the clothes to where Pansy almost chokes. 
"That's fucking sick. I love it. Nice one Dorothy."
"You won't make it to the party if you keep that up." 
"Okay okay." Pansy holds her hands up in defense. "Let's go as something sexy."
"You wear less clothes every year Pansy. If you keep going then you'll turn up in your undergarments." Daphne says, rather poshly.
Thea snickers at the response, causing Daphne to laugh too at least. 
"Well if no one has any bright ideas then i might just have to." Pansy stands up straight. "I'll just do what I usually do, skimpy top, skirt and some animal ears."
Daphne sighs with amusement once more, turning away as Pansy begins to transfigure her outfit. "I can't wear that for the 3rd year in a row Pansy." 
"Well then you better think of something else."
Thea smiles to herself, turning back to her own bed, picking up the books and chucking them down next to her suitcase. Halloween has never really been her strong suit. Her old school was shit, parties were strictly banned, therefore everyone just got pissed up under the bridge at the creek, and suffered the consequences of most likely getting caught the next morning. 
"Thea? Any ideas?"
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For once, the cold and comforting atmosphere of the common room is now hot and stuffy, much to Thea's discomfort. The whole room is packed with students, not just Slytherins either. She could hear the music from outside the dorm room, and now, in the room it feels so much louder. 
Pansy basically jumps down the stairs, her tight black corset and shirt black skirt drawing most of the attention away from the cat ears balanced on the top of her head. Thea can't help but admire her. 
Daphne stays close to Thea's side, surveying the scene carefully before reaching the bottom of the steps. "I can't believe i let you do my makeup." She mutters.
"You look gorgeous, get over it." Thea continues walking, spotting Enzo as he makes his way towards the steps. 
"I'm a skeleton. How is that gorgeous? At least you've just got fangs and some blood on your face. I've got bones."