Trigger Warning: mature language, mature themes, angst, abuse, & self-harm.
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Harry's POV/6:00 pm August 31, 1991:It's been about a month since I was adopted by the Malfoys, and it's been going great. Apparently, Draco and I have a lot in common. So, we get on like a house on fire. I usually stay at Malfoy Manor, but every weekend I stay at Potter Manor. I also now call Lady Malfoy Mother and Lord Malfoy Father. Probably the best news is that Osalakwa and I have kept in contact, and Draco and Osalakwa now are friends! At the moment, I'm eating dinner with my adopted family. But tonight I'm going to tell them that I'm the master of death... So, I brought it by asking nervously "You know the story of the 3 brothers?"
"Oh! I love that story!" Draco said happily.
I took a deep breath and asked "What if I told you that story was true, and that there is a master of death?"
"I highly doubt that." Father replied, if a confidence.
I sighed and decided to be blunt, by saying "I'm going to be blunt and say that I'm the master of death."
Then they laughed! So, I decided to prove it, by showing them some of my memories. After the showing of memories was done, I pleaded desperately "Please don't tell anyone! I'm sorry, I'm not who you thought I was!"
Then I ran to my room crying... But around 7:00 the Malfoys came in, to see me still crying. They ran to comfort me, said they were sorry and that they loved me anyway. That night we played games and we all slept together.
The next morning, I woke up smiling. Around 8:30 am, we flooed to the platform. Draco and I hugged our parents goodbye and got on the train. About 20 minutes later we saw Osalakwa and her father get on the platform, hug each other, and Osalakwa get on the train. 5 minutes later Draco, Osalakwa, and I were talking and laughing. About a hour later Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini came into the compartment, they saw Draco and sat down. Pansy and Blaise sat either side of Draco, while Osalakwa sat next to me. When they where settled Pansy asked in slightly annoyed tone "So, who are they?"
Draco gave me a look that said "Tell them that we're brothers?"
I nodded, so Draco said confidently "This is my brother and our friend, Osalakwa Chikondi."
"You're friends with a Mudblood!?" Yelled Pansy, shocked.
I HATE it when people call others that. So, I whipped out my wand and used a pretty painful spell on Pansy. Then she screamed and begged me to stop, so after 30 seconds I lifted the spell. Then I said in a cold tone "Pansy Parkinson, I do not appreciate that kind of language. So, do not use it. Got it?"
She nodded her head fractically, and I smiled.
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Master Of Death: Back To First Year
FanfictionHarry Potter is the master of death. But he only finds out after he learns of Dumbledore's manipulations, and the Weasley's betrayal. After learning everything he needs, Harry gets sent back to when he was 10.