Book 7: Harry Potter male reader insert

Chapter 29: New Wand

The wind blew gently, the sound of running water nearby, a stream or river perhaps, leaves rustling as they were blown through the ground.

"Perhaps this is heaven." (Y/n) murmured to himself, his eyes closed, he felt as though he were laying on a soft cloud. "I mean if this is what dying's like I should do this more often."

(Y/n) felt oddly peaceful, and light, breath gently in and out. Finally after a couple of minutes he opened his eyes to see himself staring up at a familiar canvas roof. He surveyed where he was, looking around at the tent he was in.

"Weird." He muttered to himself getting out of the bed. "Never thought heaven would look like the Weasley's tent." It looked almost identical, although in worse off shape, a few of the chairs in the front room were missing, while one or two were missing a leg, or had a chunk missing out of them. One of the mattresses were missing from the bunks and (Y/n) could that the carpet was slightly moth eaten. All together the tent just simply looked older, at least twenty or thirty years older if (Y/n) had to guess.

He found that was wearing different clothes now, the torn bloody rags he had from Malfoy Manor were now replaced with a pair of blue jeans, a beige cable knit sweater, and a black cloak around that, a pair of bright blue socks upon his feet.

"Well that's just rude." He said to himself, examining his missing arm. "You think I'd at least get my arm back when I died... Hey there's even less of it now!" He cried, realizing that the entirety of his arm was now missing, as before he had still had his arm to just below the elbow. Now it was gone entirely, including his shoulder.

He also found that many of the cuts and scars that had covered his body during his stay at Malfoy Manor had been healed, although many of them had left scarring.

He explored around a bit, and found that most of the silverware and cups and plates in the kitchen were chipped or cracked. He found a pair of brown leather shoes laying near the door, which thankfully were his size. Laying on the kitchen table he found a folded piece of parchment laying there addressed to him, along with a broken wand, a silver ring, the silver necklace and locket Hermione had gotten him two years ago for Valentine's day, and his mother's pocket watch.

(Y/n),

I assume that's your name, that's what Hermes said it was. Anyway hopefully your up and awake now, we've been tending to your wounds for a while now, or well Hermes has been, you should be lucky we found you. She's been a god sent with potions, she had a bunch stocked up almost like she knew something like this might happen. Thankfully so I've always been dreadful with potions burnt through my cauldron a couple times.

Anyway, we've got no idea what happened to you, but you were in a really bad state, looks like you splinched off your arm nasty thing that, but we're not sure where you got your other injuries from, if I didn't know better looks like you've been tortured, but then again could be wrong. If that is the case hopefully you were able to get away from them.

I left your things by this note, sorry for rooting around in your pockets, but well we needed to get those rags off of you. Sorry about the wand, but it snapped on impact, oh yeah what happened to you anyway? You sort of just appeared out of thin air and shot across our camp. Hermes reckons you lost your grip during side-along apparition.

The only other things on you were that ring, the locket and the pocket watch. I've got to say it looks quite a bit like the one Hermes has, don't reckon you happen to know her do you? She said her dad gave it to her.

Ah well. Sorry but we've got to leave as well, no offense but if you're being chased we can't risk getting caught helping you out. Hermes said you could keep her tent, it was a present from some old friend or something, gave her some stone, must've been important to her though, she kept flipping it over in her hand and sometimes she would talk as though there were people there with her. Strange girl...