Ilvermorny (Harry Petter Book 1)

Chapter 8: Halloween

The next morning Harry knew that tomorrow was a special day, so he clambered around to see his calendar. He already had his glasses chipped on. Tomorrow was Halloween. He ripped open the curtain of his four-poster. He peered outside and then jumped out of his bed, seeing Cornelase putting a sleeve of his robes on. "Good morning, Harry. It's 9:35, the feast is starting in ten minutes, got to get ready quick," he said, grinning, heading to the dormitory bathroom to brush his teeth. Harry pulled out what to wear and his robes and got ready, and as Cornelase was waiting for Harry he was done. They sprinted through the hall where lots of students were coming in and sitting at their tables.

"Cornelase," said Harry as they sat down.

"What?" said Cornelase, taking a bite of some vitamin D bread with peanut butter and jam.

"Tomorrow is Halloween," said Harry, grinning.

"Oh, yeah," said Cornelase in surprise, dropping his toast.

After a while Cornelase slobbered up his bread and Harry took a last piece of egg as owls like his owl came swooping and dropping packages over their heads and on the plates. Harry knew he wouldn't get a card as a small package fell on Cornelase's plate. Suddenly a big package fell on Harry's plate and the barn owl swooped away. He opened it and found a card and he picked it up and read it.

"What's that?" said Cornelase.

"First–I mean, second time I got post," said Harry.

Cornelase's eyes popped open very wide.

"What?" said Harry, frowning.

"I get post almost every day," he said.

"Now let me read," said Harry, who was concentrating on the black ink. He read:

Dear Harry,

I am Horid, and I brought you a present. Please open it at Halloween morning, and that's all I have to say.

Sincerely,

Horid

P.S. I hope this comes to you.

"Let me," said Cornelase, fidgeting out his hand as Harry crammed it in Cornelase's hand. All day he thought about what was in the package, and that night he couldn't sleep. As he heard Cornelase protesting in a loud snore he saw something glittering on the windowsill. He didn't dare to get up a crouch because he thought the bed would screech as he sat up straight and everyone would wake up by the noise. But after one moment he sat up bolt and peered on the windowsill. It was a glittering ring. He picked it up and stared at it in his hand. He put it on and closed his eyes. He opened his eyes and all he could see was the word Halloween formed in white, slimy letters with black in the background. His brain twisted around faster and faster till it was so fast–Pop! There was a small noise and he was awake. He slowly put his hand out of his blanket to see no ring on his finger, and he looked on the windowsill and saw the ring. He saw Cornelase going to the bathroom, his robes scabbing on the floor. Harry stepped out of the four-poster as Cornelase stretched out his hand for the doorknob.

"Wait a minute," Harry called.

"Oh, is it what's in your package?"

"No, something cooler and creepier," said Harry, pulling up his Tantrum Teenager® underwear.

Cornelase started letting a whopper loose.

"Ew!" said Harry, smelling rotten eggs.

After they forgot all about it, Harry told the whole story and Cornelase's mouth hung open so wide it let out a whopper loose, and Harry smelled rotten egg and they both fainted. After a while the gross part ended and Harry sat on his four-poster, thinking. He got the package out and ripped it open and found a weird broom that said Rocket 800 in silver-golden letters. "What's this supposed to be?" said Harry, looking at Cornelase (who wasn't listening) as another letter slipped on his four-poster pillow. He ripped it open and it said:

Dear Harry,

This is for later. It is a broom but you will find out what it is, like how in England at Hogwarts there is Quidditch, this is Quidditch. Just read the instructions I gave you and you'll find out.

From Horid

And Harry gasped with joy, his heart beating faster than ever, and he read the rules and he knew how to play Quidditch. He stuffed everything in Cornelase's hand, and after one hour Professor Scorttey announced everything with Harry and the ring and the broom. His first Quidditch practice was in one month, on December first.

"Yep," said Harry as Cornelase walked around in circles, openmouthed. "Feast," said Harry, awkwardly scooping open the portrait hole and climbing out, Cornelase following.

"I guess Professor Sature is like that," said Cornelase.

Walking into the Hall they saw 1000 torches, at least, floating over the house tables. There were decorations floating all over the walls. They sat down and saw firecrackers exploding and landing on people's plates.

"Happy Halloween!" said Professor Scorttey, raising up his hands, the yummiest food ever appearing on the plates. Professor Scorttey was beaming as his beard was swishing from the party wind, and Harry grinned.

"Bet this is your favorite Halloween ever, Harry," said Cornelase as a girl was clapping a few feet away.

"This is party, Harry!" said Justin, grinning.

"Yeah, right," said Harry, looking up at enchanted ceiling which had stars and a black sky like nighttime. Harry only noticed Professor Sature, who was looking grouchy and was not eating or anything. He stared at Harry, his eyebrows raised, his arms crossed. Harry ignored him and took a piece of pork chop, pretending that he didn't see Professor Sature and everything was going on normal. Professor Sature was like this the whole feast, and Harry took a last piece of dessert and chattered with Cornelase about Quidditch and a lot of other stuff. When they were full they all went to the dormitory and Harry put on his pajamas, happily yawning. He and Cornelase happily went to bed, but Harry forgot one thing: the ring. He wasn't tired. He put the ring on and he was invisible. It was an invisibility ring, and he found that out, and he took the ring off and stuffed it in his trunk. He wondered about the ring. Last night he didn't even touch it, and suddenly a loud snore came above him.