*busting through the door* dramionarry!!!! Halloween dramionarry! Anything you'd like really ☺
This is not perfect by any means, but I hope you like it!
“I still think we should open up the place to be a haunted house,” Hermione called as she wand-lit the sconces in the entryway. “We’d hardly have to do anything at all.”
“That’s not true!” Harry’s voice carried through the open door from the yard. He was enchanting toy bats to fly around the tree - or overgrown shrub, depending on who you asked. Hermione chuckled to herself at Harry’s affronted tone.
After the fidelius charm had been broken on Grimmauld Place, Harry hadn’t tried to conceal its location again. He had wanted to stay there and over the years the house had undergone some improvements. However, the place was still not what Hermione would describe as homey or even comfortable most of the time. No matter how sentimental both her men were about this house though, Number 12 Grimmauld Place still had the right amount of creep factor for Halloween.
Hearing the creak of the iron gate, she barely registered the tall, pale form of Draco coming up the walk before seeing Harry dart out from behind the tree chased by a swarm of bats. His panicked eyes locked with hers for half a second before he dropped to the floor.
“IMMOBULUS!”
