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“Harry” death speaking
“Harry” regular speaking
‘Harry’ thoughts
“Master” spoke a dark being from a dark corner of a almost empty room
“You can’t keep doing this” spoke the being again.
The room was filled with silence until- ‘huff’ “don’t tell me what to do Death if i want to stay here and waste my days away then i can do just that.” spoke the second voice, “And I told you to call me Harry.” spoke the now named Harry.
“You are my master so i have to address you properly but you insist i will call you harry during our tea times” spoke Death with a very giddy voice. ‘Huff’ “fine i'll let this slide for now, but what is that you want me to do this time?” asked Harry, he knows that death wouldn’t just ask him to do anything out of nowhere so he might as well hear them out. “Masssterrr~” whined death, harry just shook his head, most people wouldn’t believe that this big baby would be the one and only death. Death just pouted and began speaking again.
“There's been interesting things going on in the other world so i wanted to send you there to check it out, plus you can also think of it as a nice vacation” Harry rolled his eyes again “Fine I guess I will go if it will get you to leave me alone about staying here all day.” After the Wizarding war harry spent the rest of his days inside locking himself away from the world, he had lost a lot of people during the war making him have barely enough motivation to do anything so he just stays in having no one to get him to go out.
But he would enjoy getting right now and doing something new besides doing the same thing every day. “Yayy~” death cheered, it was not every day his lovely master agreed to go out and do something “so where are you sending me exactly?” asked Harry, suspicion in his voice.
“I'm sending you to a school in Jericho, called Nevermore Academy, it's full of very special kids.” informed death, harry looked at death with a raised eyebrow but before he could open his mouth death spoke before him “i'm sure you will have fun” they said with a smile. Harry just rolled his eyes at death “Whatever, what name will I be going under?” Harry is curious about what death had planned for him. “You will be going as a 16 year old boy by the name of ‘Hadrian Peverell.’” “How ironic” Harry scoffed while death just had an amused look on his face.
“I will come back tomorrow to pick you up, I will have all your government documents for your arrival.” spoke death. Harry just looked at them and nodded, he knew he would be ready by then with the help of his magic.
Death bid Harry a good-bye and left to do god knows what, harry doesn’t care anyways, it's not his business. Harry then gets up and starts packing for his trip, and takes a shower, then goes to sleep. ‘Tomorrow's going to be a long day’ he thought to himself.