A/N: I do not own Harry Potter.

This started as two prompts for Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum and will become a longer story.

Are you crazy enough to do it Challenge number 431 (season) Autumn

If you dare challenge. 431 Mold

The house was falling apart when she arrived. There was mold growing on the walls, what was left of them anyway. Someone had blasted a large hole in the west wall, leaving the interior exposed to the elements and wildlife. She had known this was not going to be an easy task. The sun was starting to set, which made the October night cooler than it really needed to be, at least in her opinion.

"Why did I agree to this again?' she asked herself. The electricity no longer worked in the main room. Mice had most likely chewed through the wires. There was a small fireplace. After blasting away several decades of ash and decay, she lit a small fire. The flickering light revealed just how bad the house had become. She took a deep breath and pulled out her wand. She could do this the muggle way, but it would take longer and the less mold, dust, and Merlin only knows what else, she breathed in the better.

"Scorgify," she whispered watching as the dust and grime rinsed off the mantle, the floors, every other surface. The room still looked horrible, but at least now it was a little better. She could tackle the harder parts tomorrow. She had left the walls, not sure if water would damage them. The last thing she needed to finish tonight was the gaping hole in the west wall.

She studied it carefully. Most of the raw materials were gone so they would need replacing. She mentally added them to the growing list in her head.

"I'm an idiot for doing this," she muttered to herself wondering if it was too late to change her mind, let the whole thing fall to mold and rot. She knew she wouldn't do that. She was too stubborn to give up now. She managed to find some loose boards to make a temporary cover for the hole. It would work for now, at least keep any more creatures from getting in.

She walked to the front door opened it, noting the solid wood construction. It was newer than most the house and not yet in need of replacement. She pondered the strange notion someone else had been working on the house, but dismissed it before apparating away for the night.