Lost in this Masquerade

( Charecters,not mine, you get the picture.)


 “With all due respect sir, I have accepted the fact that I have to attend, but do I really have to wear a costume?”

Dumbledore smiled across the desk at Severus. He loved to hear him whine like this. It reminded him of his days as a student. He could almost picture the two of them in this exact same scene 23 years earlier. Albus tried to stifle a laugh, rather unsuccessfully.

“Oh that’s right, Laugh it up, old man, “Severus said coldly.”I’m so glad that my potential embarrassment amuses you. Would you like it if I wore a dress to the ball, perhaps a nice pink frilly one, would that please you?”

“Oh Severus, do get a sense of humor, “Albus replied. “This dark personality no longer suits you, what with the war being over and all. You are still a reasonably young man, have a little fun, it won’t kill you.”

“As you wish Sir, I will wear a costume, but I’m thrashing the first person who dares insult me.”

“Whatever you say, Son, “Dumbledore replied, “but will you at least try to enjoy yourself, if only a little bit.”

“Yes, Sir.”Severus said. With that he turned and quickly left Dumbledore’s office, leaving a rather amused old man in his dust.

Hermione heard a knock at her door and quickly wrapped herself in a towel. As she opened the door all she saw was a giant mass of red hair.”Hello, can I help you?”Hermione asked. With that the gir turned around with a giant smile on her face.”Ginny? ,Oh my god, You look incredible!” Hermione
exclaimed. She was dressed as a mermaid and completely covered in green rhinestones. She had charmed her hair to grow all the way down to her feet. She looked more beautiful than anything Hermione had ever seen before.

“I do, don’t I?”Ginny replied.”You, on the other hand, look dreadful. Why in the world aren’t you dressed yet? We are expected in the Great Hall in twenty minutes and no offense, but you look like a drowned rat.”

Hermione glanced at herself in the mirror and she did indeed look like a wet rodent.”Well, I just got out of the shower and I haven’t had a chance to do my hair and makeup yet.”Hermione explained.But I was just about to get ready if you wanna wait out here. I’ll be right back.”With that she headed
back into the bathroom.

After a few minutes, Ginny glanced around the room just to make sure no one was there. Satisfied that she was alone, she walked over to the bathroom door and looked in the keyhole. Hermione’s back was to her and she took this as her chance. She slowly cracked the door and pointed her wand at Hermione.

“Fidusaum Amoare Comperio!”she said under her breath.

Feeling the draft from the open door, Hermione turned around.”Gods, Ginny, you scared me!”

“Sorry, honey, I just wanted to see if you needed any help. I thought you might like me to do your hair for you.”Ginny said innocently.

“Oh, Well, I was actually almost done.”Hermione explained. But if you’re ready to go, I can meet you downstairs in a few minutes.”

“Ok, but if you are not in the Great Hall in ten minutes I’m sending Harry and Ron up here to drag your butt down.”Ginny said.

As soon as Hermione heard the door to her room close, she dropped her face to her hands. ”Good Gods,” she thought, shaking her head, “she has got to be up to something. She is never that nice unless she knows she’s done something wrong. I hope she doesn’t try to set me up with Ron again.
I know he likes me, but I just don’t see him that way.”She finished charming her hair until it didn’t even resemble her usual frizzy mess. It transformed into a mass of long coils all the way down her back and around her face. She applied her makeup by hand, since when she used a charm she usually ended looking up like a Knockturn Alley whore. Applying one last coat of pink passion fruit lip gloss, she took one last look in the mirror.”Well I’m still no knockout, but I do look pretty damn cute if I
do say so myself.” Hermione said, smiling at her reflection. Quickly lacing herself into her costume,she grabbed her mask and headed out the door, remembering to ward it before she left. ”You never know what those first years will do, “she thought to herself, smiling as she headed down the stairs
toward the Great Hall.

Severus glanced at the clock on the wall of his chambers. He only had fifteen minutes till the ball began and he had yet to come up with an idea for a costume. ”Maybe I should wear my old death eater robes,”he said to himself, picturing the look on Dumbledore’s face. No, with my luck, Potter
would have a war flashback and cast the killing curse on me. Oh, I’ve got it, those little dunderheads see me as the greasy bat, so I might as well be a bat.” “Now what the hell am I going to use for a costume?”he thought, looking around the room. He quickly decided on an old black silk muggle suit, his death eater mask, and for the wings, the black silk sheet from his bed. He dressed himself in the suit and charmed the mask to turn a shimmering green. Finally, he pointed his wand at the silk before him and muttered “Lamiaef effugium musmuris! ” He almost smiled as he watched the silk transform into wings. He hurriedly put on his mask and wings, and started toward the Great Hall.


{I hope y\'all liked this chapter. I\'m sorry to say that due to circumstances beyond my control, this story won\'t be finished until I am settled in my new home. I hope you all reveiw the chapters I have finished and I look forward to reading them later on. Thanks much & lots of love.}