Pairing: Tom Riddle/Harry Potter
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
P R E F A C E | Tell Me, Could You Defy My Time?
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
I am the Keeper of Time - the Keeper of Clocks.
But, I am better known as the Death God – The Reaper of Souls.
Tick Tock.
Tick Tock.
Tick Tock.
Tick…
In a spacious circular room, that glittered gold because of the endless golden clocks hung on the walls, a lone figure sat - staring heatedly at a single golden clock. He sat on a plush high back armchair, tan in color and immaculate in style the chair had served him for as long as he could remember. He sighed as he watched that single golden clock shake and shiver again as it slowly bled into a deep red. It had happened before of course – which was why he was observing that single lone clock in the first place. And he knew what would happen next - the clock would then turn a startling emerald then slowly start to bleed into a deep black, but just before the black could bleed into the center of the clock, it would shake and shiver again only to turn into a golden clock once again.
How strange that was.
Once a clock starts to bleed into a black it never returns - it is forever broken.
It is forever lost. A human has forever lost its life.
And Tom Riddle, the Keeper of Time, will reach out with his long bony fingers and pluck the clock from the wall - appearing for a few seconds in the Human Realm to reap the human of its soul. Hence was where the name Death God and the Reaper of Souls came from.
But this one clock had done this exact same thing three times before.
He got up from his chair leisurely like a curious cat and sauntered over to the wall.
Slowly he raised his arm, stroking the clock affectionately.
His red gleaming eyes read the name plate underneath the odd clock.
"Harry Potter…" He read out, his voice low and warm – like melting chocolate, "How do you defy my Time?"
TBC
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