After Justin had shot Harry, he went to Hell. He was falling down, down, down until he finally hit the ground and passed out.
When he woke up again he was laying on a burning bed in a burning room. There was fire everywhere.
"Is it just me, or is it hot in here?" Harry said and laughed loudly to himself.
"What are you laughing at?" A voice behind him suddenly said. Harry wasn't prepared so he got scared and jumped 50 cm up in the air.
Harry turned around, and standing there was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Well, almost. Barack was still the most beautiful to Harry, but this man was a close second place.
He suddenly remembered that Mr. Beautiful had asked him a question so he said, "Oh nothing, just myself. I'm just so hilarious sometimes." He grinned cockily and winked at the man.
"Okay, anyway I'm Vladimir Putin and I'm here to take you to Lucifer, our leader. He wanted to meet you!" Mr. Beautiful, Vladimir, said and smiled. He then happily skipped out of the room.
Harry assumed that he was supposed to follow him, so he did.
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Love In Hell
Humor*SEQUEL TO THE WEDDING* Harry ends up in Hell where he finally meets his one true love, at least that's what he thinks.
