Harry Marvolo Potter and the Time Loop of Death

by JohnnyBlack773

The horcrux inside Harry has been degrading for years now. It finally crumbles and Tom's consciousness spills into Harry's. This is bad on its own but an unknown force keeps resurrecting them after they die. Will they both survive, and if they do, will they thrive or go insane repeating the same painful memories over and over again?

4. Chapter 4

Pain. Screaming and pain. Harry's eyes bugged out and he screamed, now rage filling his voice alongside pain. Lord Voldemort was not weak. Lord Voldemort did not live in a cupboard! Who was Lord Voldemort, Harry thought as he once more screamed and his back arched. He had been so close to freedom, but his filthy muggle cousin had ruined it all! Harry would break his mind. He would leave him a muttering fool in St. Mungos alongside his mother and father! Harry roared again. This time his relatives came down quicker and caught sight of him spasming on the bed.

Harry turned to them and they flinched back at the sight of hatred on his face. Then Vernon grabbed him by the hair and started dragging him off. "I knew you had the devil in you, boy! I'm taking you to be exorcised!"

As Harry was flung into the car, he finally stopped writhing in agony. He sat there panting as his uncle drove off. His aunt stood in the driveway looking… guilty? Odd. She became a blur in the rain and Harry shoved that thought aside and glared at the back of Vernon's head. Harry, in a fit of hatred and madness, grabbed a shoe off the floor and started undoing the laces.

He took the long lace and jumped up off his seat, throwing it over his uncle's head. He willed the lace to tie itself around Vernon's neck and kill him. It took quite a bit of magic, but the lace finally moved and before Vernon could grasp the situation he was being choked out. Harry laughed uproariously as the car swerved along the road. He felt several thuds and giggled at the dead muggles they were mowing down. Cars were good for something at least!

Vernon's heavy foot stayed on the petal and the car only drove faster. Harry cheered and laughed. He could feel the acceleration and hoped they killed as many muggles as possible before they-

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Harry saw that he was floating. No, that wasn't right. He was in air, and his feet were off the ground but-

Oh. Harry giggled, but it came out as a gurgle. He could see red dripping down into the puddle-lake that had formed in the playground. He peered down at the iron rod impaling himself through the sternum.

As his lungs filled with blood, Harry's last thought was how nice Vernon's meat smelled cooking in the fire.