Honest Mistake
Harry Potter Story
This is my own version of Reptilia28's challenge.
CHALLENGE:
Challenge issued by "Reptilia28" - Originally on Portkey verbatim:
STORYLINE:
*Harry is killed at 17 during a fight with Voldemort. He's sent to his Death's office (explained later) and finds out that this isn't the first time that this has happened.
*Harry's Death (who can have a human name) is mad at his arrival. Apparently, people dying before their time is a black mark on the various Deaths' records, and Harry is getting perilously close to getting this particular one fired.
*When Harry asks what was supposed to have happened, Death goes off on a rant saying how he was supposed to have killed Voldemort, found his soulmate ("Some Granger girl...") and lived to be a centennial age. But since Harry keeps getting into life-threatening situations for one reason or another, he keeps dying before that happens. Harry is surprised about the soulmate part.
*Death gives Harry a paper to sign that allows him to retain his memories (the previous times, he wasn't given this option for some reason). Harry is deposited to a previous time of the writer's choosing.
*Eventually, Harry gets it right. He kills Voldemort, gets the girl, and lives to a ripe old age of whatever. And Death doesn't get fired.
REQUIREMENTS:
*Harry had to have died at least three times before this one.
*The memory keeping contract must be included.
*Death must refer to Hermione as "some Granger girl" when Harry's soulmate turns up in his rant.
*Obviously, must be H/Hr.
*Have fun.
OPTIONAL:
*Dumbledore's manipulations can be a factor in Harry's premature demises.
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Honest Mistake
Harry Potter Story
Honest Mistake Chapter 1
Pairings: Harry Potter x Hermione Granger
Rated: M+
Warnings: Dumbledore Bashing, Slight Weasley Bashing, Illegal Use of Magical Items, Mentions of Torture and Rape, Sexual Themes and Scenes, Explicit Language, Mentions of Death.
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Harry blearily opened his eyes, attempting to discard the sleep dust away from his pupils, he wasn't too successful however and realized it was because his glasses weren't on his person, instead residing on a nearby table. Quickly putting them on he righted himself on the little divan and looked around what he now realized was an office.
"What the hell?" he muttered to himself, his eyes finally landing on a hooded figure sitting at the old wooden desk, appearing to have been made centuries ago, "Who are-?
"Just shut up. Usually you don't wake up this fast, and I absolutely refuse to talk to you until I've finish writing up this paper work."
The man's voice was that of a teenager, surely someone his age if not younger. It was just what Harry needed to hear, to shock the Boy-who-Lived into silence. It was another half an hour while the cloaked man finished his work before finally placing his pen down gently and leaning back in his chair. Harry took this time to once more open his mouth but the man, holding up a gloved arm, shushed him, causing Harry to snap his jaw closed quickly. He then took his time picking the papers he finished working on moments before, and read over them carefully. When the man was finished he placed the work back down on his desk before standing and making his way closer to Harry, finally opting to stand and merely lean against the front of his desk instead.
"Well then, for what is now the twelfth time, Mr. Potter," at this point he paused to take a break and choose to remove the hood from his head, "My name is Thanatos."
Harry stared at the face of a fifteen year old boy, with golden hair and surprisingly eyes that matched, and without realizing opened his mouth, "What are you? And what do you mean 'twelfth time'?"
"To think you've done this twelve times already, and you haven't come up with better dialogue than that. It's always 'What the hell?'. Then after you wake up and find your glasses, Who are you?' followed shortly by my name then a 'What are you?' Like it would kill you for some originality every once in a while."
"I've been here before?" spluttered out Harry gaping at the boy in a very confused manner.
"I really can't wait until I fully mature and get my second form. Out of all the times we've had this conversation you've only believed me once. I'm a Death Messenger, Harry." his voice was nice and smooth, dragged out in a slow manner so as not to confuse Harry, something the boy caught and was quick to offer a ferocious glare in return to the supposed messenger of death.
"Yeah, okay. And I'm Cupid. Who are you really?"
"I told you I am Thanatos, a Death Messenger. And as for your first comment, I dated Bastet and you, young one are on a completely different level of crazy than she is." Thanatos' voice was spoken in echoes and in such a serious manner, Harry actually began to believe him. He doubted anyone but a being of Death could do something like that.
"So let's say I believe you-" began Harry only to be interrupted by the Death Messenger
"You should my grandfather was the one who made the Hallows for your ancestors, the Peverell brothers." At Harry's blank look the man just sighed quietly, Antioch of the Elder Wand, Cadmus of the Resurrection Stone, and your own specific relation Ignotus of the Cloak of Invisibility."
Thanatos was pleased to see that the boys eyes widened in recognition at the last name, or more specifically the object he requested of his granddad.
"I digress though, Mr. Potter, we're getting a bit off topic first things first …"
Harry, still with wide eyes watched as the man boy grabbed the papers off of his desk and tried handing it to him, instead though a second hand appeared out of no where grabbing the papers and disappearing. A small girl looking no older than nine, with dark brown curly hair tied at the back of her neck with a ribbon and bright blue eyes appeared sitting at the Death Messenger's desk, another girl ,of the same appearance leaning over her shoulder and reading the documentations, all the while, the mentioned boy's brow twitching in annoyance at the two.
"Can you believe it?" whispered the standing girl, to her twin
"I know, twelfth time since he was born." replied the other girl as they both looked up at Thanatos, both with wide smiles they now spoke at the same time, sending a shiver running up and down Harry's spine.
"Grandpa's not gonna like this."
"Māra. Marzanna. You two remember Potter?" of course his voice was laced with venom and annoyance, he doubted his twin sisters would forget the little human which caused them such entertainment over the years.
"Of course, Brother." replied Māra, as Marzanna giggled almost quietly
"How could we ever forget such a cute human?" she finished laughing, smiling secretly with her sister as they noticed the blush that traveled onto Harry's cheeks.
"You can finish your lecture then, Brother. We'll be good." spoke Māra still staring at Harry causing his blush to rise even hotter.
"Doubt that." Harry heard Thanatos mutter under his breath as the sisters laughed to themselves again, while the older boy continued as though not hearing them, "Like I was saying," at this point he snapped his fingers and the papers disappeared from the sisters, only to reappear in his own hands, his eyes widening as he looked over the contents of the obvious contract, "This is the twelfth time time you're hear in my office, and quite frankly you're the reason I haven't gotten my skeleton yet."
"Um what?" this conversation was really getting the best of the bespectacled boy, and you could hear it from the befuddlement that just oozed from his voice.
"You keep dying, you ungrateful brat. Granted it wasn't always your fault but still. Twelve is a lot of times to die before you're meant to. And do you know what happens every time you keel over, I end up getting my promotion to my Reaping form postponed. Not to mention the lecture I get from Gramps and the old man. You, Harry James Potter, are supposed to live well past your two hundredth year, along with your soulmate, some Granger girl, I think-"
Thanatos' rant was interrupted by Harry's shocked voice cutting in, "What you mean my soulmate is Hermione? But I-"
"Ha that's her name!" clapped the boy, looking entirely like his fifteen year old form he was portraying, "Hermione Jane Granger-"
"Jean." interrupted Harry once more only to have Thanatos wave him off,
"Yeah whatever, same difference. That's your soulmate and-" Thanatos shot a glare at Harry as the boy interrupted him once more.
"But Hermione and I can't be soulmates, I like Ginny!" shouted out Harry standing up and getting woozy as Thanatos pushed him back down onto the couch, though it didn't inconvenience Harry in the slightest, "And what proof do you have that I've died twelve bloody times before? Even I doubt my luck is that bad!"
Instead of the angry reaction his sisters were expecting, Thanatos instead bellowed jovially, and made his way to his desk to grab the pen he was writing with earlier, handing it to Harry before grabbing a few large files from inside a drawer and making sure Harry still had the pen once more leaned against his desk all the while flipping through the papers as Harry noticed the two girls from behind their brother roll their eyes at his antics. Honestly Harry would have felt compelled to roll his eyes with them if it wasn't for the fact that when Thanatos laughed a few moments ago, he could have sworn the boy was taller and had the form of a skeleton, his eyes glowing an even brighter gold than what they already were. Quite frankly it just creeped Harry the hell out.
"After I'm finished you're going to want that kid.
"Number 1 - 4 June 1992, It's the middle of the night and three first year Gryffindors decide to follow a dark wizard into a forbidden corridor. Honestly that one's just asking for you to get killed." Thanatos' voice was filled with bitter amusement as he continued and Harry actually felt just the tiniest bit guilty for causing him such distress, but it was only one time, surely not the twelve he and his sisters were suggesting, right? "You know the most surprising of this one was that it wasn't even Quirrell who ended up killing you. You remember that cute little chessboard in there, don't you Harry? Well Ron was better playing the second time than he was the first.
"Number 2 – 7 November 1992, the match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, wanna know a secret? The first time you played Dobby's aim was off and the bludger hit you in your head, you managed to survive that but Lockhart performed the same spell you remember him performing on your arm, only to your skull," Harry's face paled very considerably at this news, and he looked positively ill as Thanatos continued on, "Once he did that nothing was holding the blood in your brain there anymore so you ended up asphyxiated with convulsions and dying before Madame Pomfrey even got close to you.
"Number 3 – 29 May 1993, you and Ron enter the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets, not worrying about Lockhart the first time, Ron was knocked unconscious during your little free fall and you opted to go on to find Ginny, if you can, picture in your head everything that happened then happening again only there was no Fawkes to rescue you hero complexing arse. I had to call in my friend Pax and use extreme persuasion-"
"Blackmail." one of the twins sang out happily, causing Thanatos to growl menacingly.
"Extreme persuasion," he repeated, "that could have been used for something more important, than having a Fate Messenger send a pigeon to some overrated subterranean basement.
"Number 4 – 24 November 1994. Personally I'm very proud of you, not dying for a whole year and all. You cannot outfly a dragon, period, I didn't want to chance you making that idiotic idea again for the First Task so I merely called Pax again and had him change everyone's memories.
"Number 5 -"
"Okay I get it but all of those were out of my hands." Harry argued weakly
"Potter, not only were they dry humping your hands, they were complete putty doing it. Number 5 – 24 February 1995, bad batch of gillyweed, you died of hydration.
"Number 6 – 24 June 1995, answered your riddle wrong the first time and the Sphinx got your arse.
"Number 7 – 24 June 1995, a few hours after your death you managed to die again because Wormtail would have made a bad healer or doctor in any dimension, the idiot sliced right through your artery and you bled out before your blood ever hit the cauldron."
"Number 8 – 6 August 1995, you were secretly begun on a special regime of jealousy and love potions, by 12 August 1995, you overdosed effectively missing your hearing, by the way.
"Number 9 – 4 June 1996, Remus didn't stop you the first time, and you came in here straight through the front door after Sirius.
"Number 10 – 6 May 1997, Draco managed to cast a cutting curse that reached from your left eye to the bottom of your adam's apple, he freaked and ran, and you bled out before anyone found you.
"Number 11 – 3 June 1997, You and Dumbledore travel to the abandoned cave, the Inferi kill you both.
"And last but not least, Number 12 – the recent Potter death, you my idiot boy walk straight into an Avada Kedavra Moldyshorts cast himself without ever trying to defend yourself on 2 May 1998. Tell me, if Voldemort himself, couldn't touch you in first year while he was leeching off of Quirrell what makes you think the guy could survive in your head?"
Harry blushed several times, profusely even as Thanatos listed his deaths, he wanted to kick his own arse as the Reaper's last words registered into his head. He felt like such an idiot and he couldn't help but wonder why Hermione didn't realize that sooner.
"And herein lies the exception, the last and final one. Your thirteenth life. Since you seem to be so stellar at offing yourself, should you chose to sign the contract in your hand, I'm sending you back all the way to your first year, all of your human moments in tact, though it will only be your human moments. You'll remember me and everything we've discussed on a subconscious level but that's about it. I along with a Fate Messenger and a Love Messenger will be allowed 'visits', to check up on you and your lovely Ms. Granger. Just remember kid if you do, do this. Not all of your friends are really your friends. I'd watch out for redheads and people with twinkling eyes."
Harry stared at the boy appearing so much younger than him. It must have been an eternity there stare off lasted, before Harry finally clicked the pen and signed his name on the bottom of the contract. By the time he crossed all his Ts the contract disappeared in front of him, and Thanatos grabbed the pen out of his hand and placed it back on his desk, he and his sisters smiling at Harry the entire time.
"Okay what-" just with those two words, Harry's voice faded into nothingness, and he looked down to find his body was soon following. He shakily stood and looked up at the three siblings, Māra and Marzanna smiled comfortingly towards him and the later spoke,
"Don't forget to give Hermione a big kiss when you see her!" and then Harry knew nothing but darkness.
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"Don't forget to give Hermione a big kiss when you see her!" Marzanna shouted excitedly, blushing at how her older siblings looked at her, "What? It's not like Thanatos is the only one allowed to give him hints."
Said boy sighed tiredly, as he ushered all three out of his office so he could report the news to their grandfather. "Which one of them sent you, Dad or Gramps?"
His question went unanswered until their brother knocked on the door gently awaiting to be allowed entrance, it was only when the twins heard, the Grymm Reaper allow it, did they skip away down the hall, Māra calling out towards him,
"It wasn't either of them, Bastet paid us to see if you got fired or not!"
During the entire briefing of Harry Potter's visit, Thanatos wore a scowl the entire time, cursing the Boy-Who-Didn't-Really-Live and his ex-girlfriend.
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Honest Mistake
Harry Potter Story
Honest Mistake Chapter 1
Pairings: Harry Potter x Hermione Granger
Rated: M+
AN 1: I absolutely love Reptilia28 for coming up with this challenge, I'm having so much fun writing this, and haven't been so interested in one of my stories since The Medallions' Curse series and Of Stranger Magic. I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter, I'll be posting the next chapter as soon as possible, reviews are definitely appreciated.
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