"Tah-dah!" Harry whipped off Hermione's blindfold, letting her see what he'd dressed her in. His best friend had refused to take an active part in the Halloween festivities ("I'm not participating in this commercialised nonsense that is merely a thin excuse for boys to fetishize girls, as if they need another day to do it!") but she had at least consented to wearing a costume he'd chosen.
"Really, Harry?" She gave him a cross look. "A slutty nurse outfit?"
He scratched his ear. "Slutty librarian seemed a bit on the nose."
"It's cheap." She felt the fabric. "And itchy. And very tight - wait!" She glowered at him. "Is this meant for kids?"
Harry coughed. "In my defense, they were out of the adult versions."
Hermione growled and stretched to hit him, except the movement ended up popping half of her buttons, leaving the costume hanging on by a thread. She squeaked and hugged herself, trying to hide.
"Harry!" She glared.
He gave her a hapless shrug. "Does this mean you're not going to do the roleplay either?" He held a hand to his forehead and moaned in pain. "Nurse, please, my wand just won't go down! Please, help me!"
Hermione sniffed. "Take a Sleeping Potion, feel better in the morning. Move along, please." She said, unamused.
Harry gave her a slow grin. "But, nurse, this is St. Hermione's Institute of Bawdry Bedside Manners and Risque Remedies - don't you have to give me a handie?"
She gaped. "Risque remedies-" She crossed her arms, accidentally pushing up her breasts. "The only risque remedy you're getting is my wand up your ass."
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Since Voldie attacked every Halloween, I don't know if we ever saw what a real Halloween looks like in Hogwarts, did we? I can't remember - but I'm excited to put my twist on it when we get there in the Two Minds timeline.
Happy Halloween - Rob.
Kevin Thunder
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