In which Harry is sent back in time, born two years earlier, and claims his title as Master of Death. ~~~ Harry bolted upright, eyes frantically bolting around the darkness of his cupboard. His dream dances in the back of his mind, the same reoccurring nightmare that haunts every waking moment, a flash of green light, a redheaded boy staring at him in horror as the scene greyed around the edges before....nothing. ~~~ Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor the characters. I do NOT agree with J.K.Rowlings beliefs, and I'm mostly writing this as a big fuck you to Rowling. Will eventually be cross posted to AO3. NO TWINCEST BC THE AUTHORS ARE TRIPLETS AND THATS ICKY!!!!!All Rights Reserved