A Second Chance

Chapter 2 : A Meeting with Death

Harry Potter awoke with a start, his eyes wide and his forehead shooting with pain he was sweating profusely and if he hadn't known better he would have thought the scene he witnessed was another nightmare but taking in his surroundings he was sure that it wasn't a nightmare and he was as good as dead. The surrounding was sheer white and it had bright lights all around, he was sure that this place was heaven and thanked his lucky stars that he was given a place in the heaven. He stood up and took a step ahead to discover this place when he noticed that his clothes had vanished and he was standing alone but naked. He tried to cover his privates and cursed under his breath wishing for some clothes to cover his modesty. He was surprised and a bit shocked when his wish was fulfilled and a pile of clothes came into existence in front of him. He quickly wore them before he could drown in embarrassment if someone sees him in this form. After wearing the clothes he took a better look of his surroundings but as far as his vision allowed him to see it was an endless white room. Surely, this was not how he had imagined heaven to be. He was wondering what exactly this place was when a sound of footsteps caught is attention from behind him and he spun around to see who had arrived.

"Greetings my master, welcome to my world.. " said a figure wearing dark robes, his face was comparatively darker than the bright surroundings, it was a tall figure and he was wearing dark robes. Who was the tall figure? Where was he? Why was he here? There were a lot of questions running in his mind and his curiosity got the better of him and he was unable to restrict his mouth from asking him.

"Er... excuse me.. not to sound rude or anything.. but who are you and how am I your master? " asked Harry confusion clearly etched on his face.

"You are very modest master, I am the one who most people are afraid of but clearly you aren't afraid of me and by collecting the three creations of mine you were given the title of my master. " said death impressed by the modesty of his master.

Harry's brows reached his forehead, confused and trying to work out the riddle presented by the figure. After a couple of minutes, he gasped and clearly understood who was standing in front of him, "Er.. are.. are you.. erm.. death? "

"Indeed Master! I am death. And by owning my creations of the now known 'deathly hallows' you were given the merit of my master. " said death.

"Well.. why am I here? I was killed by the killing curse right? The horcrux inside me died with me right? " said Harry, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"Have patience my master" death chuckled, "You were indeed struck with the killing curse and the last horcrux inside you was definitely dead and hence Voldemort has met his fate by now. But, as for you the situation is slightly different. "

There was pindrop silence in the large room for a few moments while Harry seemed to interpret what death really meant and then he swore loudly "Holy shit.. do you mean I'm not dead yet?"

Death laughed out loud this time. "Well you are indeed dead and before I proceed further I would recommend you to swear as less as possible. " he said chuckling again. "As for the situation of your life, yes you are indeed dead but in this timeline might I say specifically" he gave Harry a bit time to let the words sink in his head. "As you are the master of death you have the right to chose wheter you want to die or not. Death for you is completely your choice and hence when you hoped that you should have confessed your feelings to the lovely young lady down there you were given another chance to live. "

Harry's eyes were wide and if he didn't know better he would have thought his eye balls would definitely spring out. "Do.. does that... does that mean I can return to my body and finish Voldemort? "

"Now, there's the most important thing master. Please listen to me carefully before saying anything. Seeing as to what you have suffered since your childhood and what you have been through, your horrible experience of living at the Dursleys not to mention the secrets and lies told to you and manipulations you experienced from that old coot Dumbledore, the deaths you have witnessed and having a bloody maniac after you and your lack of chance at charming a beautiful young lady, the fate as well as I have decided to give you another chance to set your life right and give you the happiness you have deserved you will be sent back in time to your first day or rather night of your fourth year. "