- Oberyn is a wizard, and Elia is a witch; both attend Hogwarts.
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"Who sits upon the heath forlorn, With robe so free and tresses torn? Anon she pour sa harming strain: Now peals the wild funereal cry-And now—it sinks into a sigh."
A Haunting Halloween at Hogwarts
Halloween had come to Hogwarts, and the castle was practically alive with decorations—floating jack-o'-lanterns, cobwebs in every corner, and enchanted candles casting an eerie, flickering glow over the Great Hall. It was the one time of year when magic felt almost like mischief, and the students were buzzing with excitement.
Sirius grinned widely, setting the final touches on his costume. "So," he said, looking at his reflection in the mirror, "how do I look as the most dashing vampire?"
Remus rolled his eyes, straightening his werewolf ears. "Why would a vampire wear a leather jacket, Sirius? You look more like a rock star than a creature of the night."
"Because it's cool," Sirius smirked, flashing his "fangs" with exaggerated flair.
Meanwhile, Réalta entered the common room dressed as a haunting banshee, her long dark robes trailing dramatically behind her. The ethereal look, complete with a crown of twinkling black feathers, made her look both striking and eerie. She looked around, her eyes narrowing at Sirius and Remus. "You're really going for a vampire and a werewolf?" she asked with a teasing smirk. "Very original."
"We aim to please," Sirius grinned. "Where's Regulus, by the way? I expected him to be first to judge us."
Réalta shrugged, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Probably with Barty. I may have hinted he should come as a ghostly knight."
At that moment, Regulus walked in, dressed in silver armor with a helmet tucked under one arm. He raised an eyebrow at his brother, who tried to stifle a laugh. "Something wrong?" he asked, his tone almost too regal for the haunted night.
"Oh, nothing," Sirius replied, stifling his laughter. "You just look like you're ready to haunt the castle."
James and Lily, dressed as a pirate and a witch, joined them in the common room. "A vampire, a werewolf, a banshee, a ghostly knight..." James observed, laughing. "We look like we're casting for some gothic horror play."
Lily nudged him, a playful smile on her face. "Well, at least we're in the spirit. Where's Remus?"
"Right here," said Remus, still fixing his ears. He looked at his friends, slightly embarrassed but grinning. "And for once, it's nice to be the 'fake' werewolf."
Just then, the door to the common room burst open, and a tall, dark figure stood in the doorway. Dressed head to toe in flowing black robes, with a mask of shadows, was none other than Elia, who had gone all out for her costume. She lifted her mask slightly, revealing her eyes, and smirked at her friends.
