October 31, was a night everyone dreamt. children whistles, laughter and some fright is heard among the feast. pumpkin pie made by hagrid, it was a scuffle trying to handle the eggs. some halloween dessert’s laid out, made from the weasley’s mother. it was a delight, flame’s grew as the night sky whistled. severus had been staring at you for the past hour, his black irises glistened from the moonlight, he knew something was suspicious about you but he just couldn’t get it off his tongue..-

“Would you quit staring at the knew professor, severus? just eat your pumpkin’ pie before it gets cold..” Minerva, muttered under her thin breath.. her hand gently on his shoulder, before professor dumbledore called her name.

You had been talking to professor Quirrell, your eyes seemed to glisten towards the moonshine, before wavering yourself away from the conversation. slipping out of the Great hall’s existence, your robe followed behind you, before severus stood from his seat..