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Harry hates his fame, it"s so much more than he feels is fair, and can"t die. Severus gave his all in secret and died before he could be fairly rewarded or praised.
OrMaster of Death Harry accidentally asks Death to help fix his depression.
"Hello, mum."
"You"ve been suffering, Harry," the soul of the late Lilly Jean Potter said gently.
"I don"t want this," Harry said. "I didn"t want to be special when I was a kid, and I don"t want this now."
"That doesn"t change what is," mum said. "You are the Master of Death. If you die, you only lose the ability to hide from Death among the living," there was a bit of censure under the gentle words.
"Immortality sucks," Harry spat out. "None of this is fair."
"Life isn"t fair," she said, but Harry could swear a male voice echoed behind her. Perhaps it was just his own memories.
When the nightmare came, he didn"t run this time. He stood in the void and let the cloying cold and damp envelop him. The cold mist surrounded him and passed over him, but the damp retreated to a respectable distance. There was a presence, an ancient darkness, just out of sight but obviously there.- Language:
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21 Jan 2025
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Harry Potter"s one and only confrontation with a dementor results in a drastic shift in direction for the wizarding world, helmed by the new Boy Who Lived.
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24 Dec 2024
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One summer day, he sees Voldemort on his neighbor"s roof. And it all came crashing down.
Armed with a stabbed diary that oddly brings him comfort and a ring that feels important, Harry is ill-equipped for the summer ahead.
On his neighbour’s roof, staring directly at him, was Voldemort.
It would be comical if it wasn’t for the struggling muggle teen in his grasp.
Mockingly, Voldemort held up a scrap of parchment. ‘Surrender yourself, or the muggle perishes.’
Harry ducked away from the glass and got his writing supplies out. He held the parchment to the wall as he wrote, with a quill this time.
‘I don’t negotiate with terrorists. I’m going back to bed.’
He wiggled it into the corner and left the sight of the window. There was a strangled scream he tried to block out. In bed, he piled his blanket over his ears. Bottom of the line, he needed sleep.
And who was he to intervene? Every damned time he did, the person ended up dead or injured. Cedric, Sirius, and countless other friends had suffered under his supervision.
Harry was done playing saviour.
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17 Dec 2024
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“You could have anyone in your bed," Harry says, "so why me?”
“I could have many in my bed, you"re right." Voldemort replies, "But I did not want them, I wanted you. You who had stood so resolutely against me for so long, you who thwarted my plans time and time again." He tilts his head, a considering look on his face, "When you stood before me on our wedding night, you proved my desire correct. You were wonderful, pliant and willing to be moved as I desired, yet not absent, not hiding away, terrified as others would have been.”
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14 Dec 2024
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Voldemort is delighted to hear that the Boy Who Lived has been captured, but quickly finds that Harry isn"t all there and has an uncomfortable fixation on the Dark Lord.
More of a curiosity than a captive, Voldemort grows fond of the deeply strange boy.
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11 Dec 2024