Fate's Plaything (Female Harry Potter/Tom Riddle|Voldemort)
(Female Harry Potter/Tom Riddle|Voldemort)
Harri Potter hates Fate.
She just bloody hates the damn word so, SO MUCH.
After getting her parents killed because of her- After being taken in by abusive relatives, getting sold multiple times to several disgusting beings that she couldn't even call humans- After getting physically deformed to which her magic - to her horror - reacted impulsively in return- After years of playing oblivious to several manipulation schemes surrounding her whilst plotting their own downfall- and AFTER FINALLY getting herself free from all of said manipulations by doing the impossible task of fully vanquishing Voldemort by her third year and exposing every lies to the public, she just had to- She. Just. HAD. To. Become. The. Master of Death.
And of course, EVERYBODY knows that the title to being the Master of Death would also bring her the responsibility of answering a parallel universe's summoning. It was DEFINITELY obvious to anybody. Which, of course, made it obvious as to why she was suddenly summoned to another dimension to help the Light and their Harry Potter defeat the Dark Lord there.
Of-Bloody-FUCKING-COURSE!
That was Sarcasm, with a capital S, mind you.
But when you're Harri Potter, the Girl-Who-Lived, the Child-Who-Won, the Tragic-Heroine, and also the unlucky bastard to have inherited the infamous Potter Luck, you learned to function even in the weirdest situations. If a tad bit reluctant.
So what better thing to do than to just wing it as you go, all the while bringing bouts of chaos in your wake?
