Happy Hallowe'en dear f'list! I hope that all of you who celebrate have a fun time being ghostly, and those who don't also have lovely evening.
Here is a light-hearted little story that I wrote, inspired by the day:
Title: Frolics of an All Hallows’ Eve
Characters/Pairings: Albus Dumbledore/Horace Slughorn; ensemble effort by the early 20th c. Hogwarts staff.
Word Count: ~2500
Warnings: Anyone who is terrified of rollercoasters should probably look away now.
Summary/Description: 'That evening, something seemed to be in the air at the staff table...’
Author's Notes: A fun little fic for Hallowe’en, set in Albus’ and Horace’s early days as Hogwarts Professors.
( It was not often that the Hogwarts professors were naughty. Of that, Horace was reasonably sure; the months he had spent so far in the Potions position had seemed to consist mainly of earnest discussions, recalcitrant pupils and marking. )