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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: October

Pairing: Death/Harry

A/N: These drabbles/oneshots will be on the short side as I'm doing NaNoWriMo and I also want to keep on posting a new chapters when I can.

Collecting the Dead

"So it is October again huh?" he asked himself without expecting a reply.

With a heavy sigh he turned and gazed up into the night sky, looking up at the thousands of twinkling lights dancing in the sky. A soft smile came to his face as memories of past flowed along in his mind like a slow lazy river.

"I wonder how many idiots there will be this year," he asked himself with heavy emerald eyes, "I guess that I'll find out soon enough...through...Death!"

"Yes Master?" A silky smooth voice full of promises voice came to Harry's ears, "You called me?"

"How many this year?" Harry asked as he stayed staring up at the bright stars in the sky, "And please do not let what happened last year happen again this year."

"Hey I did not let that happen!" Death cried out sounding a lot like a toddler having a temper tantrum, "How was I supposed to know that those idiots decided wear costumes that makes them look like they are almost ready to drop dead!"

"Oh I do not know Death," Harry answered as he turned away from the stars to look at Death, "How about using these great and powerful powers you keep telling me you have?"

"I do not like to use them unless I have to," Death retorted as he stuck his nose up in the air, "I do not want to get to lazy like you wizards today."

"Right, if you keep saying that enough maybe you will believe it one day," Harry said sending Death a dry look, "Now, how many do we have to collect?"

"This wonderful October night? Oh it is somewhere within the thousand area," Death replied with a wave of his hand, "Why all the humans suddenly decided to die on Halloween night all in one go I do not know but...we have a very busy night ahead of us."

"They properly think that something all powerful and giving will appear in front of them as it is Halloween Night," Harry answered with a lazy wave of his hand, "Too bad they will find the opposite."

"Quiet right, quiet right," Death said as he slowly nodded his head in agreement, "I will make sure that they have a very painful and gory afterlife...depending on how they died..."

"Oh?" Harry asked with a knowing smirk playing on his lips, "May I ask what is so special about this October Night?"

Thin pale hands wrapped themselves around Harry's waist pulling Harry into a loving hug.

"Because Harry," Death said smoothly with his voice promising untold things, "They have decided to die on our thousand year anniversary of me getting into your pants for the first time."

"DEATH!"

Harry's reply with accompanied with a cheeky grin and a kiss on the check.

"Happy Halloween my pet."

Until the next prompt...