Summary: A collection of drabbles based on people Buffy Summers could have dressed up as on Halloween, but didn't.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy The Vampire Slayer or any other series, book or character that may appear here. In other words if you recognise it I don't own it. Nor am I making any money off it.
AN: These were written for fun when my muses were refusing to co-operate on my longer stories. One or two of them may eventually become a longer story, but I doubt it.
Bellatrix Lestrange
Had she accidentally apparated again? Bellatrix wondered, being in one of her more lucid moments when she realised that her control of both mind and magic had been lacking since she escaped… that place.
She shrugged unconcerned as the coherent moment passed and began to laugh gleefully as screams went up around her. Who cared? She was unharmed and there was fun to be had. Maybe baby Potter was here? Or the Longbottom boy?
"Here Potter," she called out in a sing-song voice. "Here, ickle-baby Potter. Come out, come out, wherever you are. Come out to play-ay."
Almost absently she cast a killing curse at the unknown little creature that tried to attack her before continuing on her way, casting crucios and the occasional Avada Kedavra at random on humans and creatures alike and laughing delightedly as three of the title monsters tore a screaming child apart. Wherever she was it was fun.
When the spell ended Buffy fell to her knees and vomited. Why did she let Xander persuade them to go as the bad guys?