The Chronicles of Life and Death:

A OneShot Series

"The Chronicles of Life and Death"

Author's Note: Title Credits and Lyrics by Good Charlotte. The basic story for this is: I was just (literally it's on as I write this) listening to GC's Chronicles of Life and Death album, and "The World is Black" came on. I thought the lyrics fit the First and Second Wars against Voldemort. And now I'm thinking that I want to do a oneshot series based on every song on the album. I may or may not get every one done. The good bit is that they're oneshots, so it won't essentially matter.

Well, here's the first one. This follows Harry, as is only fitting. I suppose it has mild spoilers for Sweeney Todd

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The story of his life. Quite literally. Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, and lastly, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The first person to bring up the books was, of all people, his Aunt Petunia.

James had been a baby then, and Harry wondered how the hell this woman, Rowling, had managed to get every detail, every thought.

Then came the movies. He'd had to drag Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to see the first one.

Now they had their own special section by the telly.

Al had especially loved watching the movies. He'd asked multiple times if Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore had really been as they'd appeared.

Harry had to patiently explain that the films were based upon what he'd thought, and that even then, the Muggles who'd made them had had poetic license.

Then Al had asked what that meant.

Lily loved watching Daniel Radcliffe and Bonnie Wright. She claimed that neither of them were as attractive as her parents, but she followed Dan's every move in every film.

James would rather be doing something else, but every time the Weasley twins came on, he froze.

After Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione had left the cinema that first time, they were all silent. Their memories of Fred, Snape, and Dumbledore were still vivid.

Ginny had cried.

Every one of the Weasleys that had seen the movies cried during them.

"Uncle Harry, was my Uncle Fred really that cool?" Rose had asked. She'd known better than to ask Ron or Ginny.

"Yes, Rosie, he really was that cool."

When Sweeney Todd had come around in 2007, Harry didn't like Judge Turpin's death; it had reminded him of Snape. The fact that Mrs. Lovett reminded him of Bellatrix, and the fact that Timothy Spall, who had played Wormtail in the Harry Potter films, was essentially Rickman's servant, was really nothing compared to that. The only similarity that chilled him was Turpin's death.

Of course, later on, James couldn't get enough of Sweeney Todd. Lily had sighed over the ending, saying that it was a 'Tim Burton version of Romeo and Juliet.'

But of course, Al's interest stayed on his father. He, along with James, had laughed when they found out that the Nimbus 2000 used to be top of the line.

Harry had laughed along with them, but he remembered those days.

Every year there was a battle between life and death. The books, named after him, truly chronicled that.

The Harry Potter books chronicled the lives and deaths of everyone Harry knew.

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Author's Note: Okay, not really fitting in with the song… but it came to me. The next part is going to be independent.

(Actually, it does fit "these are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem" would be the books; "money talks in this world, that's what idiots will say" that's self-explanatory; there's a bit more, but I'm too lazy to look at the lyrics.)

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