Harry woke slowly.
He was alive.
Again.
Well, that was surprising, apparently, he wasn't dead after all. Go figure.
He was slumped against the tree he had been pinned to before he was knocked out, positioned to be sitting upright.
Harry glanced up through his messy fringe, She was sitting against a nearby tree, doing something Harry couldn't quite make out without his glasses.
Her sword was laid by her side, one hand loosely gripping the handle.
Her eyes flicked over to him, noticing that he was awake immediately.
"So, uh, hey I guess," she began "I... don't usually kill kids. Mostly at least, and you seem a bit young to have done anything too terrible," she squinted at Harry suspiciously "...probably."
Harry just stared at her.
"Whatcha doing here anyway kid? Don't you have parents or something?" The questions startled Harry slightly
Harry shook his head, "They're d-dead" he whispered
"You gotta name?" She asked
"Uh, F-freak? No, no, w-wait, uhm Harry" he stuttered out.
A brief look of anger flicked over her face before she schooled it into a frown.
"Angels, Judge Angels"
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Harry in slenderforest
Fanfiction7 year old Harry Potter's relatives abandon him in the woods. This can only go well, right? Harry potter creepypasta crossover VERY SLOW UPDATES.