Trick or truth

Days around Halloween were special to many people. Being someone else for a while felt really great. But what Hayley loved about it wasn't the ability of hiding behind the masks and running from the real life and real problems. What Hayley loved were creative costumes and good atmosphere that could be felt last days of October.
Ever since Hayley was a little girl she used to wear crazy costumes. She started as a sandwich, and after that she was pink frog with angel wings. When she was eight she was an old man with beard longer than she was at the time. Her last one was cat-woman and the greatest thing about it was that no one had no idea who she was.

Choosing good costume was long process, especially when you wanted to be unique. Hayley was thinking about her costume all month and she couldn't choose one. She was ready to let go and take some of her old costumes when she suddenly decided she'll be Bellatrix Lestrange.
She loved villains and for this Halloween she wanted to be the bad one. As a little child, Hayley heard lot of stories about miss Lestrange. While other kids from her neighborhood were scared of Maleficent, Hayley was terrified from Bellatrix Lestrange. In past years she saw few costumes of her, but she didn't care less, the decision was made.

The day has come and it was time to put on the masks. Hayley’s costume was done in short time, with some magic she looked just like Bellatrix. She thought her costume was good until some child started crying after seeing her. Then she realized her costume is awesome.
Hayley was happily bouncing around as a little child, waiting for fireworks. The crowd was growing but she managed to reached the bend. Moving along with the crowd, she enjoyed good vibes. There was some really good costumes and Hayley couldn't miss another Bellatrix, though the girl under the mask was much more shorter than Hayley. She heard the scream, and then it all started. Her position allowed her to see the man in front of the band, creating the fireworks. They were just how Hayley imagined.
After that, more and more people started coming forward. She was dancing with her arms raised above her head, while she was trying to find place where it wasn't so cramped.
Dancing around, watching the costumes, Hayley enjoyed every single minute. She wasn't thinking about what she has to do tomorrow, she closed her eyes, surrendering to the rhythm and only wish to have something to drink.

Nymeria always loved celebrations. It doesn't matter what we celebrate, the only important thing is that there's a dozens of cheerful people dancing and laughing. If these things are guaranteed one thing is sure – she's going. As well as today. Thought Halloween wasn't one of her favourite holidays, she knew from the start she'll go.
The hardest thing was, of course, deciding what to wear. So far she tried everything, and she wanted to be something special for this Halloween since it's her first Halloween in the United Kingdom. First of many, she hoped. Since she attend many Halloween parties till now, sometimes even a few per year, that didn't left her a lot of options about her costume, but she decided she'll give a try to find something. After all there must be something into the Diagon Alley, right? With that thought she vanished into a ball of silver light.

Nym apparatied in front of the shop of Madame Malkin. She heard many British wizards and witches praise the clothes from this shop, sos he could at least take a look and see if she could find something that suits her. She wasn't looking for anything specifically, however she was sure she'll find something she likes; it can't be that hard. It has never been hard before.
A hour later, or maybe more, the time went fast till she was trying different outfits and laughed like never before, she left the shop dressed like a bomb. Literally. A bomb. In moment of craziness she thought it would be fun to appear there looking like a giant dark grey ball. Well, sure she would be the only one looking like that since no one else is enough imaginative insane to chose something like that. It might make dancing a little more complicated than before but she doesn't mind.

Since she did all at the last minute she apparatied to Hogsmeade just after leaving the shop. She left her clothes at mailbox at the railway station deciding she'll take it later, or one day after the work, she's passing the railway station every day, so that should not be overly complicated.
Nymeria appeared in the middle of dance floor, or at least int he middle of the land people used for dancing; and bumped into some young woman. She sighed knowing she needed to watch more careful when she learned for her apparation test; and got ready for apologizing.

Half hour of dancing and jumping around and Hayley was bored. It was something she hated about herself, she was never able to enjoy something as long as she wanted.
She moved from the dance floor, watching people jumping around and laughing like never before. It was funny watching them, but that last only for few minutes.

Thirst led her to walk around in order to find something to drink. Not long after she was smiling with full glass of her favourite pumpkin juice. She was holding her glass above her head while she was trying to push through group of people. When she finally did, she took a small sip, enjoying the taste. She was preparing to take another one when someone hit her from the back.
In the next moment she was standing, confused, with juice all over her dress.
She turned around to see who hit her though she wasn't expecting to see anyone.
However, she did see someone, or better said something. It looks like giant ball, one of those that muggles use for the game called billiards.

Hayley blinks few times, trying to clear her view, to realize what she just saw. "Is that a bomb?" she asked as the friendly smile appeared on her lips.