No One Messes with the Master of Death

No One Messes with the Master of Death

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Alternate Universe (AU)
Books and Literature
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After the war was over, and Voldemort died, all death eaters were captured and killed except for a few who escaped the country before they were found. Harry had married Ginevra Weasley. Ron and Hermoine had married each other. Harry thought that his life would now be peaceful. Harry had, for once, come home early to enjoy his time with Ginny but ended up eavesdropping on her and his friends. What he found shattered his already wounded heart. Read more to find out what happens. I do not own Harry Potter. It belongs to J. K. Rowling. I have just borrowed the characters. The story is mine. Enjoy reading!
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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