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Written for Clever Ink Slingers' Holiday Spirit: Halloween Boot Camp Challenge! Wish me luck as this will be my first time writing for a boot camp!

Prompt Used: Cemetery

Pairing: None

El Día de Muertos

Harry let out a deep sigh as he stepped through the graveyard, pain and sadness filled his heart as he read each and every name on the gravestones. In his hold was a small muggle plastic bag with several items inside.

Just outside the cemetery the sounds of laughter and squeals of excitement echoed throughout the streets while shouts of 'Trick or Treat!' echoed repeatedly throughout the area. Through Harry took no notice, instead his eyes scanned the old worn grave heads, somewhere brand new looking with fresh flowers in full bloom lying on the grave while other grave heads shown signs of decay and moss on them while the names was hardly see-able.

'Maybe I've come to the wrong cemetery?' Harry thought with a frown as his hold tightened on the plastic bag in his hand.

Sighing Harry turned around back towards the exit of the cemetery only for a voice to call out to him from behind.

"Hey, are you alright? Do you need any help?"

Shocked that someone else was in the cemetery on Halloween Harry paused and turned around only to find a kind old victor walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"May I ask what I young person like yourself is doing here of all nights?" the victor asked kindly as he came to a stop in front of Harry, "Are you lost my child?"

"No, I'm just looking for my parents," Harry replied softly as his eyes scanned the many graves, "I wasn't able to come before because my family wasn't...the best people...and I went to a boarding school..."

The victor nodded his head in understanding while giving Harry a soft understanding smile, "Maybe I can help you? I know everyone here."

"Thank you sir, I'm looking for my parent's graves, Lily and James Potter," Harry said softly as he gazed down at the ground, "I...I want to thank them for giving their life up to protect me."

The victor nodded his head kindly as he motioned to Harry, "I know of them, follow me my child."

Nodding his head Harry slowly followed the old victor with a silent nod of thanks.

"May I ask why you are here tonight?" The victor said softly as he lead Harry towards the back of the cemetery, "I thought with it being Halloween tonight everyone would be out partying and the area would be extremely quiet."

"It isn't just Halloween that is going on at the moment; it's also El Día de Muertos," Harry said softly as he and the victor gazed down at the plastic bag in his hand.

"May I ask what this El Día de Muertos is my child?" the victor asked with a small frown on his face as he lead Harry up an old stone path towards the Potter's graves.

"El Día de Muertos means 'Day of the Dead' in Spanish," Harry said softly as he tightened his hold on the plastic bag, "I want to decorate my parent's graves and leave a few of their favourite treats behind to honour my parents and everything they have done."

Until the next prompt...