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Written for: The If you dare continued challenge, The Restriction Challenge, The Halloween Competition, The Stay in the Box Challenge, The Pottermore Challenge, The Sims 3 Challenge.

Prompt: drabble/ficlet/oneshot collection, between 500 and 1,000 words, A Life Cycle, (location) Mausoleum (non-specific), No more than one line of dialogue in a fic, Write a one shot about someone who is obsessed with tidiness, (Object) Fallen Leaves.

Day 25 - Twenty-Five Trapped Moments

Aberforth bit his lower lip nervously as he looked around the strange muggle Mausoleum that he and his sexy mate had become trapped within. Fallen leaves littered the floor along with various other pieces of rubbish ranging from drink containers to screwed up bits of newspapers.

An expression of total disgust appeared on Aberforth's face as he held his loving mate close to him in an attempt to shield him from the dirt and rubbish that littered the Muggle Mausoleum. After running his pub for so many years Aberforth had found himself developing something of an obsession with not only tidiness and cleanliness. It was not enough to take him over the edge but it was enough to keep him from getting into trouble with the Health Inspector and his customers.

Feeling his lover relax against him Aberforth did his best to ignore the mess around him in favour of paying attention to Harry. His mind though kept returning back to the reason they had entered this dirty Muggle Mausoleum in the first place, and it had nothing to do with a life cycle of any sort.

'And here I was hoping that it would be clean enough for us to have a bit of fun' Aberforth thought to himself as he looked around the Mausoleum before turning back to look at his Harry whose body was pressed up against his own. 'Bloody Merlin, I wish that this was a Wizarding Mausoleum at the very least. Then it would be much cleaner, then I would be more willing to take things farther with my little minx.'

Allowing his mind to wander as his hands also did their own act of wandering about Harry's body Aberforth found that his mind kept drifting back to his wand. There was no Muggles about and if he wanted to clean up the area, even a small patch, for him and Harry to have some 'fun' then most likely the Muggles would not be any wiser.

Aberforth found his mind suddenly made up for him a few seconds later as Harry let out a soft meow sound and placed a kiss on his neck in the just right spot. As Harry's tongue ghosted over his check causing shivers to run though Aberforth's quickly becoming sensitive body.

Tightening his arms around Harry, Aberforth leant down slightly and placed his own passionate kiss on Harry's kissable lips. Both of them slowly became loss in the passionate kiss as they explored one another's mouths. A soft pleasure filled hum fell out of Harry's lips as they reluctantly pulled a part to allow each other to breath.

Panting hard, with loving shining in his eyes, Aberforth rested his forehead against Harry. "How about we forget about the Halloween party and everything else for today and enjoy ourselves in the privacy of our bedroom?"

The reply Aberforth was given from Harry came in the form of a hot, toe curling kiss filled with passion, unconditional love, agreement and lust.

Tomorrow they would start planning their first Halloween together again. For now all they wanted to do was spend some time in one another's arms.

To Be Continued...