Harry was glad he could finally die, and Dumbledore could go fuck a goat. He was sixteen this year when he discovered that Snape was the half-blood prince. He had collected the stone, wand and cloak accidentally when Dumbles saw that he decided he had to die sooner than planned. Harry was happy he would not have to worry about more lies or abuse from the Dursleys. He could laugh because of the reason he died. Dumbles wanted to become the master of death, and since Harry collected the legendary objects, he was mad. 'Well, this is the end for me,' was Harry's last thought.
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Red Death
FanfictionHarry dies, becomes the master of death and becomes a soul reaper. Harry potter is MOD Please comment, share and follow me if you like.
