Cheerful
"It's Hall-ow-een!" Rodolphus sang, twirling on the balls of his feet. Being one of the cruelest Death Eaters, he turned into an excited child every year for the silly little holiday.
"Ohhh Avery!" he sang. He pranced after the plump man as he tried to run for hiding, but was too slow. "Trick-or-treat!"
Avery's boned began shaking. He hated this game. "Treat?"
"You picked that last year," boomed the Dark Lord from the corner. "Trick," he motioned to Rodolphus to continue.
The older man cackled then dragged Avery to the dungeons. Voldemort chuckled quietly in his hand. He loved Halloween.
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