Disclaimer - This stands for this and all following chapters in this collection. I don't own anything you recognise. So you can't sue me. Ner, Ner :P

This collection will be written primarily for Sophie's Halloween Collection Competition, but there will be random and various other prompts and doo-dahs thrown in as well. Not all of the chapters will be set on or around Halloween, but they will all be HarrySeverus. Because really, as if I needed another reason to indulge in the magic of this pairing.

Halloween Prompt - Morbid

School Of Prompt - Orange

Gringotts Prompts

Vampire Diaries - "Do you want some tea? Maybe some vodka? Both will help you sleep."

Orange Is The New Black - "I think that when you have a connection to someone, it never really goes away."

Celestial Words - Constellation, Moon

Weather Words - Storm, Fog.

Word Count Without AN - 655

Connections

"It's a tad morbid, don't ya think?" Harry asked, wrinkling his nose. Halloween was for popcorn and movies and... not spending the night in graveyards. It was all just a bit slasher film for Harry's taste.

Severus shrugged. "You asked if I had any plans. Those are my plans. You are welcome to remain at home."

Scowling, Harry dropped onto the sofa beside his sarcastic partner. "Don't be a tit. You know I'll come with you."

"I leave in an hour. Be sure to wrap up, it gets cold of a night time."

Rolling his eyes, Harry allowed Severus to press a kiss to his cheek and watched the older man leave the room. 'Wrap up warm.' Did Severus think he was still a bloody child?

As Harry stood up, the fire flared green and the orange hair of his best friend appeared in the flames. Retaking his seat, Harry sighed.

"Change of plans, mate. No movie night for me."

His cloak tucked around him, Harry apparated to the cemetery where his mother and father had been laid to rest. It was a clear night, and Harry wasn't altogether too impressed with the weather. Surely on Halloween there should be a rule that there should be a storm. Or lightning. Or even just some bloody fog. Y'know, something a little bit...dramatic.

Sighing, he heard Severus arrive and followed the man to where his mother lay in the ground. Severus put a blanket down on the floor and lit three candles, casting a wandless, wordless spell around them to keep them lit the night long. Harry sat beside him when he was done, leaning into Severus' side.

He looked up into the night sky, trying to pick constellations out of the stars that scattered there. The moon shone down on them, bright and yet tempered, and Harry sighed. As much as he would much rather be home, where it was warm and he could fill his face with popcorn, he was glad he'd come with Severus. It was clearly important to the man.

"I miss her."

Harry stared at the softly spoken words. They'd been sitting in silence for well over an hour and he was ashamed to think that if he'd been left much longer he'd have been asleep.

"You were lucky," he replied after a moment, his whisper carrying through the graveyard. "You got to know her, for the person she was. You spent time with her. You have memories of her."

Severus nodded, pulling Harry a little tighter against him. "I know. I'm sorry that you'll never have that."

"I know. I think that when you have a connection with someone, it never really goes away. She was your friend. She was my mum. The connections are still there, no matter that she's no longer physically here."

They sat in silence for a while longer, before Severus spoke again.

"Thank you for coming with me."

"Of course."

"Come on. Let's go home."

Harry shook his cloak off, handing it to Severus to hang up with his own. It was passed midnight and he was beyond ready to go to bed. When he looked in Severus eyes though, he knew that sleep would not come easy for the man.

"Do you want some tea? Maybe some vodka? Both will help you sleep," he asked as he moved into the kitchen, pulling out the ingredients he would need to make hot chocolate.

He heard Severus snort in amusement behind him and turned. "Or do you want hot chocolate and a cuddle?"

Severus wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. "Hmm, the latter sounds so much more inviting. I'll wait for you in bed?"

Harry pressed his lips chastely against Severus'. "I won't be long. Warm my side of the bed up will you? I'm bloody freezing."