Party Pranks by starduchess Title: Party Pranks Author:starduchess Character: Severus Rating: G Word Count: ~430 Warnings: none Summary: It was party time in the Lounge again. Severus decides to have his own fun. A/N: Written for 2012 #Halloweenishness. ;)
Severus sneered at the gathered throng of miscreants before him. The Ladies were decked out in the most elaborate of costumes, some scantily clad that in and of itself was horrifying, others in obnoxious pieces, fake knives sticking out of their shirts, goop tangled in hair, sequins flashing and giving him a headache. The men were more subdued, dressed simply as Muggle farmers and Abraham Lincoln (carrying an axe?), which Severus appreciated.
Sighing as he always did among this particular crowd, he decided to spread a little Halloween fun tonight. He certainly knew enough hexes to … improve their attire. He started with one in the corner dressed as Marilyn Monroe and cast a breeze emanating from her knickers. She kept having to push the garment down in imitation of the original. Giggles could be heard from the rest of the crowd around her.
Some old cat walked past and a minute later began scratching behind her ears due to his flea-infestation jinx. He next spotted Alisanne, Lily’s Eyes and Veridari smiling together near the dessert table, and he caused their make-up to run. Hm, the zombie look was definitely in this year. He spiked Bonfoi’s hair, which completely clashed with her Grecian dress, and charmed Know Me First’s flower petals to whither.
He spotted the Snowy one in a heated argument over vocabulary with Roo and cast two transfigurations their way. Gradually Snow solidified into three round blocks of ice while Roo’s skirt flashed various hashtags: #imanidiot and #languageconfusesme and #thisisnotHalloweenishness. Yes, much better, he smirked.
BertaS, dressed as a fairy, sauntered over to him with a glass of HopScotch ready. “Here you go, sir. Enjoying the evening?”
He smiled a little. “Somewhat. Thank you.”
“Our pleasure,” she said with a mischievous look, then continued on around the Lounge, never noticing that her wings were now disintegrating.
Yes, he was well aware of what … pleasures these people conjured up. He wondered if he would be subjected to any tonight. Sometimes that could be quite frightening even without the holiday spirit. He snorted. Holidays should be drug out into the street and shot. He would be just as happy to be at home reading his potions journals.
But then he thought about the individuals these ladies would send in to seduce him away from such reading, and maybe the holidays weren’t so bad after all.
Unfortunately, LD7 and the Star Duchess walked by, animatedly talking about fictional torture sessions and reminding him of some horrors he’d been subjected to, and he shivered in renewed fear.
At least Halloween was better than Valentine’s Day.