Story idea

Harry Potter x Marvel

Female Harry Potter so Holly Potter

Black hair green eyes

Holly is Death this will be a mashup of marvel movies and the comic idea that Thanos loves Death. Holly is timeless so she will be paired up with other people. This will also have mutants in it, I'm going to tweak a few things.

Alive!mutant!Pietro Mutant!witch!Wanda

I've had this idea for like 4 year me and a friend have been working on it.

Small preview

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Holly's not sure how she came to this point. She was once a little girl who lived under a staircase and thought her name was freak.

Sometimes madness clouds her mind the universe jammed into her head.

She was a girl once.

She was a witch once.

She was a saviour once.

She was a mother once.

But she has always been Death.

She can remember giving her Hallows to the three brothers. Time has little meaning to death. Past, present, and future is muddled and twisted together.

But for there to be Death there must be life. It is cruel of Fate and Death will never care for the other being for making her mortality some great epic.

Her hands gently ran threw the two tone hair before gathering it. With a ribbon she tied it off making sure the hair would stay out of her face.

"All done," Holly said pressing a kiss to the back of her head, " you should head to training Gamora."

The little girl hesitated looking up at her.

"I hate training." she said frustrated

"I know little one, but Thanos waits."

With another kiss to her forehead Holly watched Gamora drag her feet out of the room.

Holly hates Fate how the bitch enjoys interfering in people's lives especially her own.

But Holly is not blameless she's not sure when it started. One day she had personally taken one of Fates beloved Hero's. Killing off a hero or villain to early in Fates story.

In retaliation Fate had interfered in what Holly loved most what Death had loved most, her children.

Holly can't help, but curse herself for living a human life. It is bittersweet she has loved, lost, raged, and grieved.

She had been enchanted by some. She had loved them too.

She had taken lovers and had children from them.

But a child of Death is both blessed and cursed.