Don't Worry About Me, Love.

Don't Worry About Me, Love.

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In this world, only two things are certain. One, that you have a soulmate out there, somewhere in the world. Two, their final words are written on your arm. Everyone has a quote. Your parents do. Your siblings do. Your neighbors do. The leaders of the world do. The homeless child on the street does too. Those words engraved on their arms written in eternal black ink are there from birth, and no one really knows why they're there. What we do know, is that when someone says their final words before the last glimmer of life leaves their bodies and they match the ones on your arm, your soulmate is gone, and you may have not even known it was them. Or, maybe your the one dying, and the words on your arm are the last words your soulmate will ever get you to hear. Usually, it's something along the lines of, "I love you," or maybe, "I'll miss you." Then you have the ones where it's seems like they died unexpectedly, like, "I'm off to work, babe!" or even, "It's okay, it's just down the block." But then you have quotes like mine. You can't tell what happened to them. You don't know if they were grasping onto your hands as they slowly died beneath you, or if they were in hospital being lifted off life support. Anything could have been happening in that instance. I don't know their gender. I don't know their name. I don't know what they look like, how their voice will sound to my ears, if I will be friends with them at first or hate them with a passion. All I know is that the last things they will ever say to me will leave one of us dead and the other scarred for life.
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Harry died at the age of 157. After he had killed voldemort he was thrown away from everyone he thought loved him. They had betrayed him after the hard work was done. he had been cast away to forever rot in Azkaban until he died. He had turned quiet through those long years. planning. seething. waiting for his time of revenge. he spent his time locked up seeking knowledge from the depths of his magic. traveling the world in a lasting coma, where he was not awake nor asleep. when he was 150 he escaped Azkaban and tracked down each and every one of the people who betrayed him. he killed them all, with no mercy. But he didn't just kill them and be done, oh no no no, he tortured them. made them watch there loved ones die. made them go to the point of insanity. and he loved every single second that he watched them suffer at the tips of his fingers. when he went to kill Dumbledore who had never died before but faked his death, he was killed in a ambush. still out for his blood he was helped by a family friend who we know as death. Harry was sent back to 1934 where he was know as 5 year old mute Hadrian Peverell. a orphan in wools orphanage and the beauty of the orphanage. he ends up being roomed with Tom Marvolo Riddle but with his now wise 157, well now 162 year old mind he was ready for anything. including excepting his soul mate and helping him. as Dumbledore always said. For the greater good.

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