Harry Potter Costume Ginny Novels & Stories

"I have a few options. What I really want to be is Cleopatra VII, but honestly, her costume isn’t simple. Especially since I don’t want to half-ass it. First, I’d need to buy a black wig, then find some gold shiny hair accessories, and also get green eyeshadow..." Gina counted off on her fingers as she listed everything to Wendy. Wendy said, "Don’t worry, I can help you. Anyway, I’ve already decided what I’m wearing tomorrow night." "Wendy, which character are you going to be?" Wendy pushed open the shop door and winked at Gina. "You’ll find out tomorrow." The following night, Halloween, also the night of the masquerade party, SU’s campus was already teeming with costumed figures after the l

I moved to pass her and ran as quick as my heels could get me without tripping to the entrance. Gabrielle was there as he was ready to take his turn to walk. He saw me coming and frowned. "Get back. It's not your turn yet." He said. Gabrielle wears the cool look with a plain white V-neck shirt, a mint green leather material jacket, blue pants, and neon green and blue shoes. "I wanna see Percy, Harry, and Hermione!!" I was probably talking nonsense to him when I called Logan, Daniel, and Emma for their famous role names.

“Let’s do muffins. Any leftovers I’ll take with me and make the guys jealous.” She was laughing as he walked down the hall to Marie’s room. The door was opened, and he stood just out of view watching the four girls. A stack of Marie’s books had been knocked over and he decided that it must have been the crash that he heard. Marie had a sleeveless floor length empire waist dress in dark gray with bright purple trim and lace. He already knew that she chose that to pretend that it was her Hogwarts Ravenclaw uniform. Dee had a knee length pale pink tea dress with a navy sash and trim. Taylor had a similar dress with tiny white flowers all over the pale blue material with white lace at the hem.

“I didn’t want anyone to easily walk in on us. That’s why I chose to set up shop in here, rather than the living room.” “Good thinking.” I smile and give her a thumbs up. “Your aunt left a while ago,” she informs me. “She’s truly a peculiar one, isn’t she?” “Indeed she is.” I laugh a short laugh. Ginny is dressed in short shorts and a black vest. Her hair is tied up in a messy bun. She grins as she takes in my windswept hair and rumpled dress. “We’ve got twenty minutes before midnight. You ready?”

Seasonal fruit, moon-blessed venison, honey cakes shaped like crescent moons for the children. Gavin would love those. Speaking of Gavin, he had gotten his costume. A tiny deep-crimson tunic lined with black fur, fit for a little prince. When he first saw it, he looked thrilled… until he realized it meant being in front of other people. “Do I have to talk?” he asked, wide-eyed. “No speeches,” I promised, crouching down to smooth his hair. “Just stand by my side. That’s all.” He seemed to accept that. Barely.

She had a tiny purple witch hat pinned to her head and was clutching a metal cup with the words I Don't Give A HuffleFuck emblazoned on the side. "Wow, Dix." He swallowed, his mouth far too dry. This was not his cousin's best friend. Least not a version he was familiar with. Hot damn. "Wow yourself." Dixie giggled. "Is there a costume thing going on?" And was that a magic wand tucked between her breasts? Eyes up. "Something like that." She turned and squinted at the bars on her left. "You look a little lost." "I think I am." Her shoulders fell. "Shots were a bad idea."

And the marking ceremony was going to prove it. Varkos Freaking Draven would never let himself fall in love with a human slave. Never! The corridor loomed ahead as I rounded the corner, my steps echoing— And then my eyes caught her. Ginnie. She was moving fast, a cloak pulled tight around her shoulders like she was trying not to be seen. And she wasn’t alone, the little girl was in her arms. Lily. Her head rested against Ginnie’s shoulder, small fingers curled into her collar as if she belonged there, while a small bag hung from Ginnie’s hand.

I kissed her hands and bowed my head in front of her as the burning in my eyes increased. "Auroraaaaa," Astonished by the loud echo of my name I faced the door to find a fuming Ginny, my only bridesmaid. Cladded in a purple shoulderless gown with a partial slit on the left side exposing her perfectly waxed leg, she was killing the day. "Didn't I warn you to not cry! See, you've smudged your mascara. " She stormed towards me. Ginny literally pulled me to the mirror and started setting my make-up again.

"Let’s just say I turned a few heads. You should have seen Fenn when one of the councilors tried to shame him for what I was wearing. I thought he was going to take the man's head off right there over the soup course." Ginny shook her head, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Bet they didn't know what hit them, did they? They expect us to be quiet little mountain flowers, and then you walk in looking like a storm in silk." Ginny reached over to a woven wicker basket nearby, spilling a few colorful wooden blocks and a stuffed wolf onto the rug to entice the toddlers. "Here you go, little ones. New treasures."

My heart raced with anticipation as I walked through the dimly lit halls of Hogwarts. The stones felt cold beneath my feet, but I barely noticed, too consumed by the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Today was the day. Finally, after months of flirting, stolen glances, and lingering touches, Harry and I would be together. I smoothed down my black robes, hoping I looked alluring. Underneath, I wore a lacy red bra and panty set I'd purchased in Diagon Alley, just for this occasion. My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace.