It's post war and Harrison 'Harry' James potter is depressed. He's depressed that all these people gave up their lives for him. So in his sleep he just gives up. He dies peacefully in his sleep.
After expecting to wake up in Kings Cross, he is shock...
I woke up and cast a wordless and wandless tempus. It read 5:30 as usual. I got up and did my daily exercise. Sit ups, pull ups on the bar I installed on my bedroom door, planks and running a lap in the park.
Then when I got back I showered and got dressed into a black dress shirt with gold patterns on and a black jacket with similar trimmings on. Then black Dress trousers and shoes.
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His outfit^^ just imagine his hair a little shorter.
Over the years my body had grown very nicely and my face had features others would kill for.
I had short fluffy but messy black hair. Vivid green eyes full of mischief and life. Small button nose. Pink pouty/plump lips. Tan skin. Perfectly sculptured eyebrows. Long thick eyelashes that framed my eyes. Very high sharp cheekbones. Very sharp prominent jawline. The sort of jawline that girls would say was sharp enough to cut glass. I was a healthy weight. I was about 10 inches above average height (an 11 year old boy is normally from 4f 10 to 5f 2 so I'm just going to say 5 foot is average) Yes so I was 5 foot 10 inches pushing 11 inches. I was also very muscular, having a swimmers build. I could definitely pass for about 14 or 15.
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How he looks^^ just imagine him more tanned. And obvs the eyes green.
Cosmos was out flying so brought Ebony out with me. She was now 2 and half and fully grown.
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