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silence.
there was nothing but silence, though he supposed it was expected, since he was dead and everything. it was almost funny how in all his life, he was surrounded with nothing but chaos-first, with the dursleys, then with the weasleys, and finally with voldemort. and now, nothing. not a single tick of a clock, not a wisp of the wind, nothing. just him and his thoughts, forever trapped in a void. it wasn't dark, nor was it bright. just as when you close one of your eyes and keep the other open, you can't see anything, you can't hear anything.
it was empty, it was numbing, it was depressing, it was... warm? and... soft. and he could feel his hands again. hell, he could feel his whole body again. though probably more than a normal person would. his breath became more shallow as the pulse on his left eyelid quickened.
what.
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or, in what harry dies in the forbidden forest and ends up back in time in his first year
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