Seriously death... again?

Aw shit

He was looking at me.

I was looking at him.

He continues looking at me.

And I continue looking at him.

"Master, listen," he started.

"Death... what the fuck?"

"C'mon master," he wiggled his... eyebrows? "You know you want to,"

"No death, I really don't"

"You're not seeing the bigger picture," death... whined?

I know death has been trying to be more human-like since apparently when the new coming dead people see him they cry a lot, but this is kinda uncomfortable. He doesn't really have human structures so, it's a lil weird. Death has said he makes them upset because (according to one of the dead people) he "has has no emotions". That one hurt him. I never thought I'd have death running to me and console him in my arms while he's begging me to teach him how to be a human. That was interesting.

"I don't feel the need to do this particular assignment again,"

"Think about it, you get to do it all over again. You'll be able to save your parents this time, Master. You might even be able to save certain death eaters. You'll set the future of the Wizarding world straight. You will get to live a good life. I mean can you imagine Voldemort's face when none of his plans work?"

... He's right. It'd be good to see the look in Voldemort's snake-like face when I know exactly what he's doing.

"Dammit jake, you've always been good at convincing me,"

Death laughs, "Now master, I believe you've got a life to live," he winks.

"Alright, alright, wish me luck,"

"I'll be watching for my own amusement," he calls out as I open the now appearing door in the middle of nowhere. I walk into it thinking...

aw shit.