❝ Someone born with the influence of Amortenia cannot love ❞
❝Nah, mate ❞
In which Harry Potter is sent back in time turned into a girl to change Tom Riddle and his ways.
A Female Harry Potter fanfic
(Under major reconstruction I am changing up a l...
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Bright light shone across a wide room. White ceiling, white walls, white floors, all so brightly coloured the boy with jet black hair who was supposed to stand out in midst was almost unnoticed. The boy, almost 17 by figure snapped open his eyes and quickly got up. Raising his hands to his eyes he only realise he no longer wore his glasses
Is this afterlife?, he thought to himself
Looking around to see if there were anyone else here beside him, he slowly started to walk around. The room vast with no furniture or accessory anywhere
Harry felt panic rising, what am I supposed to do now?
'Welcome master', a strange monotonous voice echoed from behind him
As he turned around he saw swirls of black weaving together materialising into a dark looming figure, much past 6 ft just a few meters away from him
Harry's eyes widened as he stood dazed at the sight in front of him
His hands quickly searched around his pockets for his wand only to find it searching through empty spaces
'How can a dementor be here?' he whispered to himself preparing to bolt to the other direction
'Hey! I am nothing like that soul sucker', the voice although in monotone sounded offended, 'and besides dementors can't talk'
Harry stood surprised, what a strange creature
'You know, that look making me almost regret bring you here. But I'll forgive you this time, master'
'Master?'
'Right, you didn't know. Of course, trust Albus to never tell you anything completely', Death grumbled, 'you Harry Potter are my master. After acquiring all of the deathly hallows from their previous owners you have become the master of death'
'That means-
'I am death, yes'
'But that doesn't make sense. How have I come to possess all the deathly hallows?', Harry asked his brows frowning in confusion
'Oh how I wish to sigh. Master you do indeed possess all the hallows required to be the master of death. The invisibility cloak was passed down to you as you are the heir of the youngest brother, Ignotus Peverell. The resurrection stone was given to you by Albus Dumbledore who was the previous master of death. And you did defeat the last holder of the elder wand', said Death in the very same monotone.
