Warning: Weird formatting. After reading, please follow the instructions for re-reading as stated in the bolded Author's Note.


Wake up


Harry walked down the hallway with purpose in his stride (Quidditch was not to be taken lightly).


As Harry stared at the opposite wall of his cell, he couldn't help but wonder how it had come to this.


He was on his way to the first Quidditch game of his sixth year, as it happened.


It was all a bit fuzzy.


Blur


He was also captain. Captain of the best team in Hogwarts.


And he couldn't quite remember what he had been doing before he woke up.


Nothing would stop the Gryffindors. They would win for the third year running.


Before he woke up in this dark, dank cell.


But something was wrong.


Focus


There were only rats to keep him company.


Dark cloaks were appearing left and right.


Heh. Maybe one of them was Peter Pettigrew. Wormtail.


His wand was raised.


A traitor and a Death Eater.


Lights flew in every direction.


Noise


Death Eaters . . .


People were screaming.


There had been Death Eaters . . .


But Harry's world was darkening as he lay helpless on the floor.


Death Eaters . . at Hogwarts!


He could barely hear what was going on around him now.


But what happened?


Creak


Noise and thought were slowly fading.


He was roughly shoved along. Along a corridor.


It was like he was living in a strange, horrific dream.


He remembered a different corridor.


A dream in which no one had the time to save their precious Boy Who Lived.


A much cleaner corridor.


But even now, arms were lifting him.


He was pushed through a door.


Cold


Who did they belong to?


And now he was on his knees.


The person was unfamiliar . . .


A wand was pointed at him.


So who . . . ?


"Avada Kedavra."


Darkness.


Green light.

"Harry Potter is no more."


Death


Now that you have finished, go back and read only the non-bolded italicized lines, then go back and read all of the non-bold and non-italicized lines. All the bold words throughout the story don't count when you use this method. So . . . yeah.

Hope you enjoyed that pure random stuff I just put there. I started writing it last night for no particular reason, and voila! This was born. It's really, short, I know. That's just the way it is. Anyway, it's obviously an AU because Harry died straight away. Let's just say he isn't a Horcrux and let your imagination work from there.

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-The Leaf on Italy's Head