Howling at the moon like a loony

[Professor James Cade]

James had regretted his costume the moment he had put the finishing touches on his sideburns. If he saw Amy at the feast then he suspected that she would not like what she saw and they were at an early part of their kind of sort of friendship where a bad impression could ruin everything. With no time and nothing to change into James stuck to the werewolf costume and headed out of the common room and made his way to the Great hall. Going to a halloween party in the magical world as a werewolf was a risky costume choice, they were real and there was every chance there would be one in the Great hall and he hoped that his costume didn't offend anyone. He had based his costume on what muggles often wore. Growing up he saw people in similar costumes and always wanted to go scary but his parents had always insisted he wore something 'cute' which irritated him no end.

James walked inside the Great hall and was amazed by what he saw, he never really thought about how many students were in the school until he saw them all dressed up. A common sight was the older female students in something short, or something tight or both. That was all kinds of confusing for James and that made him wonder what Amy would look like when she got to their age. James thought she was pretty now but at 16/17, his imagination just couldn't process it. He made his way to the drinks table and took a glass of pumpkin juice while he looked around the hall. He couldn't help but wonder what costume Amy was wearing.

 

[Stella Stilinski]

Halloween did not like Stella this year. Whatever planned she set in motion couple of weeks ago was now failing right before her eyes. Her costume, at first was suppose to be steampunk related. It was her best friend suggestion she'd go as steampunk artist. Unfortunately, she fell short on materials and ended up not working for Stella. This school didn't carry aluminium foil, and to get some would mean traveling to the muggel stores at the village. The plan doped before it started. Stella settled with these clothes she found in the bottom of her trunk. Sort of nineties inspired clothing. When her original planned was a wreck, Stella got the clothes and put them on. They weren't all that great, but just to give it personality, Stella would stop to pose every now and than, making a fool of herself. She didn't care, if Erin was here, they would've been pair of them acting all eccentric in front of their classmates.

Stella was having fun, in many of her poses she stuck out her tongue. Without paying any attention, she bumped to hairy looking boy who resembled a werewolf. "Like seriously? Like oh my god! Watch where ya going?" Stella played on California accent, it was stale as bread, but it's the best she could remember. Than she laughed, covering her mouth. "Nah, I'm only kidding. Werewolf? Nice, very original and Michael Jackson - like, you almost look like one of his pack mate like in his videos!"