Title: Playing with Magic
Author: Lord Avaritia
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort)
Summary: We as humans do not have souls, we are souls, we have a body. But what if the Gods tore apart our souls? What if we're condemned to spend our lives in search of our other halves? Lord Voldemort would not submit to the whims of the Gods. He would be whole, powerful, and immortal. The price of such freedom be damned.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am not making any money from this (obviously).
Key:
Thoughts
Written text
Voice of a God
:Parseltongue:
-Foreword-
It was once said that humans originally had four arms, four legs, and two faces. So threatened by their power and jealous of their contentment the Gods split them in half, condemning us all to spend our lives trying to complete ourselves.
Fate, taking pity upon us, took it upon Herself to guide us to our soulmates as she completed Her ultimate duty of teaching all souls the Lessons of Life. You see, souls don't live one life. Rather, they live many lives, in many times and many places, as many different people. It is Fate's job to guide souls through these cycles to teach us all the Lessons of Life. Every Earthly carnation is a chance for a soul to better itself and become enlightened to the ways of Life. We are each on a journey to better our souls and reunite with our other halves.
Sometimes, though, Fate's duty to teach our souls interferes with Her desire to reunite us with our soulmates. This story is about two such souls, torn apart by the jealous Gods and condemned to an eternity of searching for each other through the lessons of Life.