The Great Hall was decorated with floating candles, pumpkins, and a fog that covered the floor, giving it a mysterious look and creating the perfect Halloween atmosphere

You weren't a big fan of dressing up, but Pansy said that this was the perfect time to wear whatever you wanted without being judged.

So she suggested of a bloody prom queen (like in the book Carrie) , a simple yet effective costume

It was a bold and dramatic dress. It’s a form-fitting, one-shoulder mini dress made of glittery pink fabric. The sparkling material hugs the body, emphasizing curves and adding a glamorous touch to the intense look. The dress is styled with dramatic contrast—paired with long black gloves and a white sash reading "PROM QUEEN" that's splattered with what looks like fake blood, giving it a horror-inspired twist. It had a tiara, blood-smeared skin, and fierce expression elevate the aesthetic to a dark prom queen or horror royalty vibe

As you walked in, you looked at all the students in their elaborate costumes and felt a little embarrassed, but you radiated so much confidence and beauty that you couldn't help but attract a few glances

Within a few minutes, you felt a presence behind you that was impossible to ignore. You knew exactly who it was.

You didn't have time to turn around on your own, because he had already done so, grabbing you by the waist with a delicacy unworthy of Draco

You couldn't tell if it was him, because of the mask, but the voice, you deduced that it was him. He was dressed as ghostface; if that was usually your weak spot, it was even more so now.

"You’re shaking." He said, his voice hoarse and booming behind the mask. "Did I scare you, darling?"

It melted you completely.

"I like it when you shake, but I’d prefer it in other circumstances." He said, moving closer and leaning down to whisper in your ear. "And maybe hear you scream until you’re exhausted."