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“Harry Potter…”
“The Boy-Who-Lived…”
“Come to die.”
This was it. The end of Harry Potter. He stepped further into the clearing in front of Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters, his wand was at his side in acceptance of his death. He only hoped his friends would be able to kill Nagini on their own as that would be the final horcrux after himself. Harry Potter greeted Death as an old friend, who was ready for his time, unknowingly completing the final trial of accending as the Master of Death as fated since the beginning of the multiverse.
“Avada Kadavra!”
A single moment in time and then the spell hit and there was nothing but darkness, quicker then falling asleep.
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“Master…”
“Master wake up!”
Harry jolted awake from where he lay on the ground, opening his eyes slowly to see the pure while space that looked just like Kings Cross Station. Blinking slowly in wonderment he turned his head to look around. “Is this.. the afterlife? Is my family here?” he muttered aloud to himself. Looking down briefly to see he was wearing spotless clean white comfortable robes that had appeared on his body.
“Master, I am behind you.”
“Wha!”
Harry exclaimed while finally turning around to see the Giant Spector of Death, who appeared in classic form as a tall dementor looking being with a giant scyth. “You.. Your Death. Like the real one.. from The Three Brothers..” He said with slight shock and weariness. “Yes, Master. That is me, I am Lord Death.” said Death in his haunting and slightly grating voice.
“Wait, you called me Master? Whats up with that! You can’t mean that I’v really become the Master of Death! What does that even mean.. I mean you are a god, how can I be your Master!” Harry said in disbelief.
“You are the Master of Death as fated to be since the beginning of the multiverse. It has always been you Harry Potter, My Master of the Deathly Hollows. I created the Hollows and gave them to the Perevell brothers knowing one day you, Ignotus‘s decendent would unite them all as it was ment to be.” Said Lord Death.
“Since the beginning? Wow… I didn’t even mean to unite them.. yet it seems fate has had its way since the beginning.” Harry paused thinking for a moment and taking it in. “So.. what does this actually mean for me? I mean where am I? I’m dead aren't I? Do I have a job I must do? I have already been fighting my whole life…”
“Rest easy, my Master.” Death interrupted Harry’s thought quickly. Suddenly a set of purple stuffed armchairs facing each other with a coffee table and a tea set already steaming with hot tea alongside a tray of biscuits displayed appeared. “Lets have a seat Master. I have some… Information I must tell you about your life. And we are currently in the Realm inbetween life and death.” Death said while walking over and taking a seat in one of the armchairs.
Harry reluctantly followed and sat down slowly in his chair. “So as I said, We are currently in the Realm between life and death. This is where souls come to rest before going to pass on and be reborn into the multiverse anew. However as the Master of Death you are immortal, may never pass on and be reborn into the cycle of life and death.” Said Death while the tea set floated and and served them both a cup of hot tea.
“I’m Immortal!” Harry said in shock. “You mean I can never see my family?.. I can never move on?” Suddenly the tears welled up in his eyes and spilled out over his cheeks. He reached forward to sipped on his hot tea as he silently cried. “It makes sense that even in death fate would ordain I could never rest. How about that… spend all your life destroying an “immortal” dark lord and then be cursed with immortality when I don’t even want it!” He laughed to himself bitterly.
“Master, there is something I must tell you about your life. You have been manipulated and have had spells and potions used on you to warp your mind.” said Death, breaking the news surprisingly gently. “What! Who would do that to me…” exclaimed Harry. Suddenly a parchment appeared along with a beautiful looking ritual dagger engraved with the Deathly Hollows symbol and Perevell family crest. “I need you to cut your hand and let seven drops of blood fall on this special potion soaked parchment. It is called the Inheritance Test and it will show Names, Titles, Money, Spells and Enchantments, Potions etc.”
“Alright…” Harry hesitated for half a second, wondering if he could really take what would show up on the test. He quickly settled his mind and decided he had to know what was going on with his life. He grasped the fancy blade and made a small cut on his hand and let 7 drops drip on the parchment, magic from the ritual knife automatically healing the cut after.
Slowly before his eyes, words appeared on the parchment. Taking a deep breath, he picked it up and began to read.
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Magical Name: Hadrian James Potter-Black
Also known as: Harry Potter, Harry James Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived
Birth Father: James Fleamont Potter (Deceased)
Birth Mother: Lily Marie Potter nee Evens (Deceased)
Blood adopted: Godfather Sirius Orion Black (Deceased)
Godmother: Alice Longbottom nee Fortescue (Incapacitated)
Grandfather: Fleamont Potter (Deceased)
Granmother: Euphemia Potter nee Avery (Deceased)
Great Aunt: Dorea Potter nee Black (Deceased)
Great Uncle Charlus Potter (Deceased)
Aunt: Petunia Dursley nee Evens (Squib)
Uncle: Vernon Dursley (Muggle)
Cousin: Dudley Dursley (Squib)
Titles:
Lordship of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter
( Claimable: Emancipated via participation in Triwizard Tournament)
Lordship of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black
Lordship of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Perevell
( Claimable via being Ignotus Perevell’s decendent and the Master of Death)
Account Balances:
Potter Family Vault: 150,000,000 Galleons
Potter Family Grimoire (Missing, Removed by Albus Dumbledore as Magical Guardian (illegal))
Potter Family Artifacts: 57 (Some removed, books and jewlery)
Heir Trust Vault: 34,000 Galleons (10,000 Galleons topped up monthly)
Black Family Vault: 275,000,000 Galleons
Black Family Grimoire: in vault
Black Family Artifacts: 125
Heir Trust Vault: 50,000 Galleons (refills 20,000 Galleons every month)
Perevell Family Vault: 507,000,000 Galleons
Perevell Family Grimoire: in vault
Perevell Family Artifacts: 75
Heir Trust Vault: 50,000 Galleons (refills 20,000 Galleons every month)
Soulbond: Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr.
Abilities:
• Eidetic memory (inherited from the Black family magic)
• Wandless Magic (inherited from the Potter family magic)
• Parseltounge (Inherited Via Soulbond)
• Necromancy (Inherited from the Perevell family magic)
• Shadow Magic (Inherited from the Perevell family magic)
Spells:
• Cursed to block the feeling of a soulbond (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
• Cursed to have a mental fog that affects concentration and learning (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
• Cursed to hate Tom Marvolo Riddle jr. Death Eaters, Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Slytherin House (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
• Cursed to downplay and lie about abuse (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
• Cursed to bind 60% of a magical core (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
• Compulsion to trust Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley(Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
•Cursed to hide true appearance and look like James Potter (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
•Curse to bind all abilities except parseltounge (Cast by Albus Dumbledore)
Potions:
Loyalty Potion: Loyalty to Albus Dumbledore. Molly Weasley, Ron Weasley, Hermonie Granger, Ginny Weasley (Potioned by Molly Weasley and Albus Dumbledore)
Love Potion: Ginny Weasley (Potioned by Molly Weasley and Ginny Weasley)
Soul: Horcux (scar) (1.5% belonging to Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr)
Marriage Contract: Harry James Potter to Ginerva Molly Weasley (Created by Albus Dumbledore and Molly Weasley) (Illegal)
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Blood slowly drained from Harry’s face as he read the truth of his life on the parchment. “Death.. Death.. This is really true? All these people.. my friends and family.. they were.. all in on it all? Controlling my life..” Harry’s lip trembled and his hands shook as he held the test.
“Voldemort is really.. my soulmate!?” he said. At the influx of information Harry’s head suddenly started pounding like crazy.
“Hold on my Master. I must perform the cleansing to clear you of these curses. When you awaken you will be able to understand.” Said Death, quickly standing up before with a wave of Deaths hand, Harry fell unconscious.
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Harry blinked slowly, coming too. He quickly took account of his body he peaked down and realized that the many aches that he had always felt from his treatment at the Dursleys in his childhood and during the summers were all gone. He felt better then ever before his mind was thinking sharp and cataloguing all the changes in his body and magic. His magic felt free and larger then it previously had been and he had gained a few inches to stand at a slightly taller 5’8. He no longer required his glasses and could see clearly like never before, his hair now fell just past shoulders and was a deep black with a more manageable level of curl in his hair thanks to his blood adoption into the Black Family.
Without thinking, Harry, or Hadrian as it now felt more like his name then ever condured a mirror with a wave of wandless magic to inspect his face. Looking for a long moment at his true appearance, he appeared otherworldy with his glowing luminous killing curse green eyes, and softer more androgynous and aristocratic face. He looked more of a mix of the Potter and Black Blood then his previous forced glammer.
“Your awake my Master. I have removed all the curses and potions from you and have took the liberty while you were out to heal all your injuries from your life. This is your body in its ultimate form, fully grown, no malnutrition and no scars. Except for your horcrux scar of course. I left that in there.” Said Death who apeared next to the soft bed Hadrian was still sitting on, waking up.
“Thank you.. I can think so clearly.. and my body feels amazing.” said Hadrian softly, looking up from the mirror at Death. Death nodded and suddenly summoned all the Deathly Hollows, floating infront of Hadrian was the Cloak of invisibility, the Ring with the Stone of Resurrection, and the Elder Wand.
“You must grab the Hallows. Master. They must now become one with your soul and body.” Said Death gesturing with his withered skeletal hand. “Umm, Okay” said Hadrian slowly, eyes widened at how suddenly the Hallows apeared. He reached out and touched the cloak. Suddenly there was a very strange skin crawling feeling and the cloak disappeared. Next he slid his finger into the ring and just like before it rippled before sinking into his skin. Finally with less hesitation as before he picked the Elder Wand up and it sunk into his forarm. There was an intense burning sensation on his inner left wrist and his right breast under his shirt. Hadrian pulled his sleeve back to see the emblem of the Deathly Hallows tattooed on his skin, giving off the faintly cold deathly family magic of the Perevell family, a larger version of the same emblem on his chest as well.
“Well.. That felt very strange.” Harry said rather bluntly after looking at the divine tattoos. “The Hallows have absorbed into your soul Master. Now you can use the invisibility just by simply willing it so with your magic and although you could do one or two wandless magic spells before now you will never need a wand again. you can summon shades of previous souls by summoning the stone through your palm. But they will still be just shades or an impression of the original soul who has likely already been reborn and should not be summoned more then once or twice.” Explained Lord Death patiently.
Hadrian took a deep breath and got rid of the hand mirror with an easy wave of a hand with his unlocked ability in wandless magic. “Those are handy abilities.. So I can think clearly now.. they really fucking got me good huh. I had no idea what they were doing behind my back.” He growled, eyes glowing brighter in anger and his magic swirling heavily out from him, smelling of ozone and green tea.
“Albus Dumbledore was the master manipulator but Molly Weasley was also in on it. She married Arther while also potioning him with love potions. Arther was actually soulmates with Gideon and Fabian Prewett her twin brothers that were killed in the first war. Everyone believed they died to a Death Eater attack but it actually was the Order of the Phoenix who killed them and covered it up as a Death Eater attack. The Prewett brothers were suspicious of Dumbledore and his intentions for the Wizarding World and refused to join the Order. Molly killed the brothers herself because she hated being second to her popular and funny older twin brothers and wanted their boyfriend Arther Weasley for herself.”
“Your friend Ron and Ginny were also in the scheme themselves and enjoyed reaping the benefits of being close to Harry Potter and dipping their hands in your Potter family vault. Ginny in particular was set to marry you and stage your tragic accident while at work with the Auror department and inherit all of your vaults in your will as Lady Potter. Hermonie was staying ahead by reading special Potter family books from your vault given to her by Dumbledore and using your money for the best books, parchment, and quills… However Fred, George, Charlie, Percy, Arther, and Bill were all not in on the plan and had no idea what there other family was doing.” Lord Death said, finishing his monologue.
Hadrian put his hand on his face and took a slow breath. “Well at least some of them were never traitors.” He muttered angerly. “Ugh.. My whole life was destroyed by them!!” He got up off the bed and began pacing back and forth in agitation.
Stopping suddenly, Hadrian looked at Death and spoke somewhat nervously. “What about my soulmate.. Tom..”
Death seemed to sigh for a moment before he spoke quickly “Your soulmate was a pawn much like you were. When he was in school Albus Dumbledore used compulsions to force Tom to create horcruxs and become obsessed with immortality. All of his political ambitions were quickly abandoned after he initially tried them after he graduated because Albus crushed him, fresh from his famous dual defeating his own soulmate Gellert Grindalwald. Albus used his political might to crush Tom Riddle’s political plans before they could really begin. Then he left and studied magic all around the world becoming more obsessed with the dark arts and Black Magic.”
Hadrians heart felt cold as he closed his eyes and imagined a young Tom Riddle and his face as it was in the pensive when Dumbledore showed him. He was a small slightly gaunt orphan in the middle of WWII. He remembered the look on his face when Dumbledore showed him magic by lightning all his
possessions on fire with an illusion. He felt his heart clench at the thought and also thought of himself when he was younger in the cupboard under the stairs at Privet Drive.
“Is.. he gone? His horcruxes.. I destroyed them.” Hadrian said sadly, knowing that he was forced to kill his own soulmate.
“Don’t worry Master. Although I do despise foolish mortals who dare violate the natural cycle.” Lord Death spat with a vicious tone that had Hadrian flinching back on instinct. “You are the Master of Death so you do need your soulmate to spend eternity with. I have taken all his soul pieces and pieced him back together, don't worry, all the curses from Albus are long gone from him. He is in the room over here next to you sleeping.” Lord Death explained with a huff.
“My Master, when you are in this Realm you are out of time and no time will pass. You can stay here and get to know your soulmate. Learn as much magic as possible and train with your perfect memory together. As the Master of Death you can shape the Realm around you with your will. Similar to the Room of Requirement those other little mortals created. Except unlike in that room here you can summon food too and every book you could ever need, any potion and ingredient. Gamps Law does not apply in this Realm. Although you don’t necessarily need to eat in this realm, as you are an Immortal now.” explained Death.
“Wicked… Wait, What about Tom? Will he be Immortal too?” Hadrian asked quickly, wondering about the horcrux that still remained in him. “Yes, your Tom will be Immortal as well when you magically finalize your bond and become married he will have the tattoos too and be able to have his soul come to rest here and his body repaired just the same are you are. You can communicate telepathically once you have a proper mind scape set up via the horcrux.” said Lord Death with slight amusement as Hadrians cheeks pinkened at the mention of marriage.
“O-Oh okay.. thats good, a relief.” Hadrian stammered out with some embarrassment.
“I will leave you Master, study and train here, talk with your Tom and when you are ready I shall come and offer you a universe to visit.” Said Lord Death with a final nod, before he vanished in a plume of black smoke.