Harry Potter survived the war, rebuilt the wizarding world, and finally found peace-or so everyone believed. At twenty-five, Harry dies quietly, far too young, carrying a lifetime of scars, regrets, and a lingering sense that something vital was missing. Death, however, is not the end for him. With being reborn having no hearing but keeping his memories will he change from his previous self or follow his same steps. When Harry Potter turns sixteen, magic doesn't just change his life-it rewrites his very nature. An ancient inheritance awakens within him, revealing that his magic has always carried the blood of a dragon. Scales, wings, and a tail?

Original Story from Ao3 by NinjaPandaScholar ⚠️The cover is mine⚠️ ---- Everyone called him the Boy Who Lived, but what they didn't realize was, well, he didn't. Death just kept returning him because he found the child fascinating for some strange reason. What happens when Death's best friend happens to be a mortal that finds it hard to stay living? Well, if he has to make sure people know to leave his Harry alone, that's just what he's going to do. ----