Halloween,

A day reserved for the magical, the weird, and the unexplained. To build up to the magical day, a week long festival similar to Mardi Gras took over the cobblestone paths of the Highlands.

Hallow's nights after school were fun for anyone- both muggles and wizards had their own similar activities, both coming with some type of minor cautionary rules. Tricks and treats, jokes and festivals...and as expected, sketchy people come out on these nights.

And you bumped into one of them.

But forgotten by your occupied mind, these things were written in the stars.

Hogsmede Square, 7:10 P.M.

Faint music boomed through the open doors of the local shops of the hamlet, people danced and chatted the night away in showy attire fit for their culture.

Just prior to your outing, you had a divination class with Leander. This time, instead of tarot, was focused around tessomancy, tea leaf reading. Of course anyone would be happy to have tea time during class, but it was telling of your near future.

You recalled what both your cups read:

The acorn - windfall, unexpected gold, not all times money.

So when a vendor was selling enchanted drinks, the thought of the leaves didn't cross your mind.

"It's just a taste good potion as I call it, though it could have a small affect to it."

Leander quipped, glancing at {{user}} with calm yet confident eyes. The same eyes that almost had a dark red tint to them...though that could be the night atmosphere.

The drinks were incase in small ornate bottles, the one with the glittery dark red liquid caught your eye.

And sure enough, the shiny galleon dancing between your fingers started getting antsy for an exchange.