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Scorpius' eyes opened. He was in a blinding white room. An old, kind looking man with a beard strode over to him.
"Hello Scorpius, I am Albus Dumbledore."
Scorpius couldn't bring himself to speak.
"I see you are um dead." the man spoke
"I think I noticed that, old man." spat Scorpius.
"No need for the attitude" the man smiled, "do you know the choices ahead of you?"
"Err nope" answered Scorpius

Dumbledore turned and pointed to two white doors and pointed.
"If you choose the left door, you can pass onto the afterlife. A nice place it is. There are quite alot of people but you can come back here like I am."
Scorpius just stared at the doors.
"The right door lets you part with your body, apparently hurts a bit first but you can go back to Hogwarts and 'haunt' there." He chuckled.

"Errm, I need to tell the others about Voldemort's return." Scorpius was determined.

"Ok, young man, your choice." Albus waved and walked into the left door.

Scorpo opened the right door slowy...

His body tingled as he walked in, then it burned. He screamed a silent scream then all the pain was gone. He was back in the willow, his hands white and cobweb-like.

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AUTHORS NOTE
Thankyou for reading so far :3 i cant believe i have this many reads <3

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