She had her arms full of boxes as she made her way through the clinic. She already had a table set up out front with two chairs, in case Blaise wanted to sit down. She already had her costume on and was trying very hard not to fall in the shoes. Ginny turned, pushing the door open with her back before turning, the boxes of candy perched on her arms. She brought her arms down a fraction of an inch to look where she was going.

She screamed, throwing the candy and boxes in the air. Opening her eyes, she growled before her fist darted out and caught the zombie on the arm. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, scaring me like that?" She bent down, which was easier said then done, and started throwing the bags of candy back in the box. She glared up at him, shaking her head. "You could have given me a heart attack."

Blaise laughed and waved his wand, the face covering on the costume disappearing. "Oh but it was so worth it just to see your face. My life is now complete." He paused and looked her up and down. "Very nice, Weasley. I like the shoes. And the hat." He batted the top of the hat for a bit before she pulled back and glared at him.

"This qualifies as a sexy costume, you realize."

Picking the box up, she stood. "This is not a sexy costume. This is a cute costume. My arse is not hanging out. And the shoes are death on heels, thank you." She set the box on the table before walking around to the front, conjuring a tablecloth. She looked over at Blaise, her wand drawn. "Your costume is not the type of costume we agreed upon."

"See, that's where you're wrong. We didn't agree on anything in regards to my costume. You expressed your wishes, and I ignored them. I like this costume, and I'll be keeping it on, thank you very much. It's not like I'm wearing anything underneath it so I can't very well take it off. It's Halloween, people want to be scared!"

"Yes, but we're not dealing with people this afternoon. We're dealing with children, and you are going to frighten the snot out of those kids. They'll never want to come to us if they think there's a zombie hanging about." She rose an eyebrow at him and advanced, her wand drawn. "Not wearing anything underneath it, huh?"

Blaise snorted and was ignoring her until she put her wand on him. "Oh fuck no, you put that thing down!" He started backing away and looking for a way to run, knowing he could outrun her if he needed.

She smiled a little evilly at him as his back hit the brick facade of the building. "You need to be dressed in something appropriate, Zabini, and if I have to be the one to do it, then so be it." She flicked her wand at him, laughing a bit when he screwed his eyes shut.

Ginny took a step back and surveyed her work. He was now dressed in earth tones, black boots that hit his knee and a leather hat with a red feather in it. She nodded. "Very nice."

Blaise cracked his eyes open and looked down, and they instantly widened. An expression of horror came over his face.

"What the fuck did you do to my costume? I look like a ponce in this!" He started to walk and winced. "You put me in fucking tights!"

"I put you in an appropriate costume. I'll change it back, if you want, after we're done with the kid portion of this afternoon." She nodded, pushing her wand back into the top of her thigh-high socks. "I'm not asking you to wear it all night. Just while there are kids under the age of twelve, who would piss themselves at the sight of you, around. Is that so hard? Is that really asking so much?"

"You put me in fucking tights. Oh you bitch." He tried walking around and winced. "This is going to take some getting used to. Couldn't you have at least done a loose trouser or something?"

"Yes, because Robin Hood is known for walking around in loose trousers." She rolled her eyes before making her way back towards the clinic. She stopped and turned, smiling at him, one hand on the door. "I think you look cute."

Blaise glared at her. "Well now, thanks to you, I'm staying indoors all night. You've ruined my Halloween. And no, I don't care if I look cute. I don't do cute."

"Oh, quit being so melodramatic. You know for a fact that you look good. Don't try and deny it."

Blaise arched his back and turned to look at his back. "Well, now that you mention it, the fact that I don't have anything on underneath these tights do make my arse look amazing. Not to mention the front." He turned around and grinned. "Screw a kissing booth; we can charge for a 'What's under Robin Hood's tights?' show."

She rolled her eyes. "Yes. You look amazing. Sex on legs. Women will be throwing themselves at you. Is that it? Are you through complaining, and will you now help me get this put together? It's going to be starting soon."

"I can't complain, I can't admire myself, I can't walk around, I can't be in my original costume. What the hell do you expect me to do?" He followed her inside the clinic and grabbed some more candy boxes she pointed to.

"Be here. Smile at the kids." At his gasp of outrage, she laughed. "Alright, don't smile, but don't frown at them either. Answer their questions. Answer their parents questions. Be as nice as you can be without hurting yourself." She grunted as she lifted some pieces of plywood. She wanted a booth, and the table that she had outside needed to be made flashier. She motioned with her head for him to open the door.

"Why don't you use that wand to float the heavy pieces of wood outside, genius? It'd probably beat carrying them like you're doing now. The way you point that thing, it shows you like using it. Why don't you put it to use besides torturing me with it?"

"You can use a wand for things other than torture?" She let her eyes widen in surprise as she followed him outside. It was a nice day out and she was glad this looked like it was going to be a good thing. Blaise set the box on the table and she held up the plywood. "Alright, come grab this so we can put this together before we're descended upon by sticky, smelly, rotteningly cute children."

Blaise sneered in distaste at the mention of the children, but did what he was told. "And why are we putting ugly pieces of board up? You just don't make any sense, Weasley."

She pulled her wand out and cast a sticking charm, forming a frame and securing it to the table. She draped a red satin cloth over the entire thing and pulled two of the sides back, tying them with ribbon. She conjuring lighted baubles and had them float in front of the sign that read "Healing Hands of Hogsmeade Kissing Booth". Smaller text below that read "Donations accepted".

She pulled back and rose an eyebrow at Blaise. "Ugly pieces of board, eh?"

He knocked shoulders with her, grinning. "Shove it, Weasley."

Laughing, she turned. There were a large group of children making their way over the hill in the distance. It looked like they were coming from the station. She looked over at Blaise, heaving a large sigh. "Here we go."

Blaise looked around at all the vendors finishing up their booths and carts, getting ready for the children. Ginny pulled him behind the booth to sit down, and he groaned. "How did I let you talk me into this?"

"Because you can't say no to a lady." She smirked, looking as the children began to run their way. "And yes, I know they can't say no to you either."

"Ah, so you can be trained. I'm glad that you've finally realized how invincible I am, but you are wrong about me saying no to a lady. I say no to Draco all the time," he snickered.

Some younger boys were running around looking at everything different venue and when one shy, little boy pointed out their booth and told his friends, all the boys suddenly turned shy and started inching their way towards them. Blaise rolled his eyes and groaned. "Dear Salazar, just AK me now and get it over with."

"Hey, maybe they like you." She nudged him with her shoulder and leaned on her elbows across the table. "Hey! You guys can come over. We don't bite."

Blaise snorted. "Maybe you don't." He grunted when her elbow met his ribs and he glared at her for a moment. The group of young boys were still inching towards them at a slow pace. "At the rate they're going, it'll be Halloween next year before they get here," he muttered to her.

Sitting up, he whistled loudly. "Come on over, you lot. Free candy to the first one who can reach the booth!"

When the boys took off running to the booth, Ginny turned to him. "The candy is free anyway."

Blaise just grinned at her. "I know."

Summary: Ginny and Blaise prepare for the day and she makes sure his costume is kid-friendly.