Hey guys! Happy Halloween! So, to celebrate this special day, I make a Halloween's theme story just for you guys! Hope you guys enjoy reading it! :D

BETA READER : narcotine2

You're So Sly! Meow!

"No! Absolutely not!" Harry said and jumped up from the ruby red couch he had been sitting on while crossing his arms on his chest. He let out a heavy sigh. "Why in the world do I have to wear that hideous thing, Hermione?" he asked the brown-bushy haired girl sat on the couch, next to where he had been sitting. He sighed again.

"Come on, Harry. I want you to win this competition! Besides, the 'HIDEOUS thing', as you called it earlier, is just a cat fancy dress. What s wrong with that? It'll look good on you, trust me," Hermione said gently, trying hard to convince her dearest friend. "Yeah, mate. Why don't you just wear that fancy? It's kinda cute," said the ginger-head boy which sat on the single couch and grinned at Harry.

"If it's cute, then why don't you wear it yourself, Ron?" Harry turned his head and glared at the ginger. "It-It is just too embarrassing, 'Mione. They're going to laugh at me," he continued and stared at the dancing fire in the fireplace before he sat back in his seat. He covered his face with his hands, frustrated that his two best friends in the world were forcing him to wear a stupid cat costume for the stupid Halloween competition.

*flashback*

"Attention everyone!" Professor McGonagall raised her feminine voice as the Great Hall was full with students enjoying their dinner meal and chattering with each other. After the fell of Dark magic, students of Hogwarts had become friendlier than before with other houses. Some of the Ravenclaws started sitting with the Gryffindors, some sat with the Hufflepuffs, and even with the Slytherins, though the Slytherin table was sinister than before, students having lost the feeling of superiority that many of their parents had given them and not yet regain their cheerful habits.

"As all of you are already aware of, next week is Samhain's Day. Which is also known as Halloween Day in muggle world," Professor McGonagall continued as she had successfully gained all the students attention. "To celebrate the day, I and the other professors here have organized a competition that can be played by all of you," she smiled when all the students roared and cheered with overjoy.

"It's a fancy dress competition. Each of you will be voting for the best costume at the party that will be held on the Halloween night. ONE vote for ONE student," she said warningly and glared at every students that caught her attention.

"Is there any prize for this game, professor?" someone from Gryffindor asked. Her eyes were fixed on Dean Thomas, the dark-skinned guy sat next to Seamus Finnigan. Professor McGonagall smiled at him. "Well, of course there is a prize for this game, Mister Thomas," she answered. "Professor Flitwick," she called and turned toward the goblin-sized professor. "It is time to show our students what the prize is," she said and smiled at him.

"Very well," Professor Flitwick said and jumped up from his oak chair. He walked to stand beside Professor McGonagall. Then, he took out his wand and cast a spell that none of the students knew. After a moment, there was bright golden-color dusting shimmering in front of the petite professor and a white-feather quill heaved in sight. Some students gaped, their mouth hanging open, and some made an awed voice when they saw the quill, while the remain expressed their confusion.

"Does anyone care to tell us what is this?" Professor McGonagall ask and scanning around the Great Hall. "It's a quill, professor," answered some random student from Slytherin before the other students started laughing out loud and chuckling. "Mister Goyle, I have you in my office tomorrow morning," she said with her serious voice as she glared at the bulky Slytherin, Gregory Goyle.

"It's Astrium quill, professor," all the laughing students stoped laughing and stared at Hermione Granger, the smartest student in Hogwarts. "It is the finest and very rare kind of quill that has ever been created in this world. The feather is a pure thing that come from a siren's wings, the beautiful-yet-dangerous creatures that enchant men with their music and voices. And the tip of the quill is made of black painite, which is the world's rarest mineral gemstone, and is then covered with silvery blood willingly given by unicorns," she explained, and smiled softly after she got a sign from Professor McGonagall to continue.

All the students gave their best awe expression while staring at the outstanding quill. Then, Filch entered the Great Hall while pushing a trolley with a gigantic jack-o'lantern on it toward Professor McGonagall. "Thank you, Mister Filch," she said and smiled at the caretaker. She pointed her wand at the lantern and muttered some spell, and suddenly the lantern lit up with tangerine color.

"This lantern will represent the voting box. The students will put the name of the student they chose in this lantern. The student that gets most votes will be announced as the winner," she stoped for a while. "And the winner also will carry one hundred points for his house," the Great Hall once again reverberate with disbelieving voices and Professor McGonagall just smiled and turned around to her seat.

*flashback end*

"Harry! Are you listening to me or not?" Hermione shook Harry's right arm repeatedly and gave him a confused look. Harry sighed. "Yes, Hermione. I am listening to your ridiculous idea," he grumbled. "Please, Harry. I just want you to have fun and enjoy the party. I'm worried about you. You always want to be alone and you have that sorrowful look on your face, even now, after Voldemort died," she said, concerned with her friend's behavior.

"Look, Hermione. I really appreciate that you worry about me that much and want to cheer me up, but I'm fine, really. I just want to be alone," he explained and emphasize the last word. "I guess so, but really Harry, if you have any problems, do tell us. You know we will always be there when you need someone, right?" she smiled and hugged him. Then, Ron hugged both of them and the Golden Trio laughed, as if back in their first year.

"Now, putting that aside. You still have to wear that costume and that's final," Hermione said, pointing her slender finger at Harry."No, Hermione. I don't want to and that's the final decision. Find someone else to wear that costume, end of the story. Anyway, I'm tired, so goodnight," Harry said and started climbing the stairs to his room.

"Just let him go, 'Mione," Ron said after Harry was off from their sights. He hugged his girlfriend from behind and smiled brightly at her but she shoved him away softly. "No," she said. Ron sighed and tried to think about something to make his stubborn lover to surrender and stop wanting Harry to wear the cat costume. "Well. He might want to wear it of you give him a warrior costume or something that looks manlier," he said, rubbing both her arms gently from behind.

Hermione turned to face Ron and snickered. "If he doesn't want to wear it, I will make him, no matter what the consequences. That's my promise," she said slowly and grined widely. Ron gulped. "I don't like you expression right now, Hermione. It looks devilish," he said, slightly flinching when she gazed at him before she smirked and walked to the stairs to go to her room.

"Harry, mate. You just made a big mistake," Ron muttered to no one.

+Muehehe~ Stay tuned for the next chapter! Meowww~ =3 BROFIST! (m)