"Avada Kedavra!"
Those were the last words Harry James Potter heard before his eyes closed and he was in the dark.
The bright green flash.
That was the last thing Harry James Potter had seen before his eyes closed and he was in the dark.
Ginny.
That was the last thing Harry James Potter thought of before his eyes closed and he was in the dark.
He'd known death would come for him one day. How could it not? With the war and him being the prophesied "chosen one" it was bound to happen. Obviously he'd hoped for more time, and certainly not to the hands of Voldemort.
It felt kind of funny, death. Harry had thought it would be more empty or cold. Honestly he didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't the feeling of a plush bed and warm covers.
"Daniel! Come downstairs for breakfast!"
Mum?
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In Another Life
FanfictionHarry loses the battle at Hogwarts, and wakes to find out that it was all just a dream. Except, the world he's woken up in is slightly different.
