Crazy trouble with love part 4

Mor and Harry

Series: Harry Potter

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-England, 4 Privet Drive-

A quiet day in this…..boring place. Really nothing but boredom and 'normal'. Ugh makes me puke.

But what wasn't boredom was the dark secret in one of these houses. The so bad even a serial killer would go insane hearing about it. And that secret was….

"YOU FREAK! PICK UP THAT BLOODY PLATE UP NOW!"

A family that loves slavery and other things that normal people think would be insanity….well besides them. They were well...bloody insane to put it lightly.

A small boy with black hair, green eyes, a pair of broken glasses, and a scar on his head reeled back and teared up while trying to pick up the pieces of the plate that broke on the floor.

"FASTER!" Yelled a walrus with a suit as he looked ready to explode in rage. "OR I'LL THROTTLE YA!"

"Y-Y-Yes Uncle." he spoke rushing to grab each piece.

The man growled before punching him in the face. "YOU'RE TOO SLOW! FOR THAT NO FOOD FOR A WEEK!" He then grabbed the boy and walked over to a cupboard before throwing him in and closing the door before locking it. "NOW STAY QUIET YOU FREAK OF NATURE!"

The boy shivered and curled up while feeling tears run down his cheeks. 'Why….I feel so cold….'

(A few days later)

The boy felt his stomach growling in pain as he stayed curled in his cupboard. "I'm so hungry."

While he tried to ignore the hunger, he felt a cold chill run down his spine. He shivered and tried covering himself with the old blanket he was left with. However the room started to get colder as the light above him started to frost over as it it was the middle of winter. He felt his teeth chatter and tried to stay as warm as possible.

"Harry Potter." Spoke a cold voice that mimicked the winter wind.

He looked around and saw nothing.

"Harry Potter."

"W-W-W-W-Who's….t-t-t-there?" he shivered out.

"Harry Potter." Said the voice again before something started to materialize from the shadows. "Your time has come."

His eyes widened as he tried scooting away.

In front of him was a cloaked figure in pure black, with pale skin, yellow eyes and a figure reminiscent of a older woman with pure white hair, a large chest and butt. In the figure's hands was a scythe of skulls that somehow could fit into the small space. "Your time on earth has come to an end. Allow me to bring you to the otherside."

He shivered even more while feeling scared from this figure. "B-B-But why?"

The figure looked at the boy before looking confused and took out a scroll from robes and read it before putting it away. "My mistake." She said in a normal voice. "You aren't scheduled until many years later."

"S-Scheduled?"

"Yes, and I'm sorry for scaring you child."

"W-W-W-Who are you?"

She sighed. "My name is Mortem. And I was here to send you to the otherside."

"What o-o-o-otherside?" he asked without stopping his teeth from chattering.

"Yes or as you humans call it, he afterlife, heaven, hell, limbo, etc etc." she said before taking notice of the child's teeth and lowered the aura she exerted. "Sorry about that child. I forgot about how my presence would affect a living person after a few minutes."

Harry slowly relaxed, but still felt cold and confused.

"Child, what is the matter?"

"A-Are you….an angel?"

"No. I'm no angel." She said while a slight smile. "I am Death."

Hearing that made him scoot away more and shiver from fear. "D-D-Don't hurt me!"

"Why would I do that?" She asked confused. "I already said your time hasn't come yet, and I can't harm someone unless I get permission from the higher ups or it connects to their time of death."

Harry moved away fast. "But...I'm a freak."

"...what?" She said with a cold frown. "Who told you such a foul lie?"

"M-My uncle and a-aunt."

"Ah yes, those two. Let me tell you something Harry. Are you aware of just what you are? And I mean completely, as in not a freak, but what you truly are in your roots."

"N-No." he said with chattering teeth.

"You, Harry Potter, are a wizard of a noble house. One that has much influence in Britain and the USA. And they all have been under my watch as their ancestor once out smarted me and lived for a long time before coming to me as a old friend."

"W-What?" he spoke in surprise and shock.

"Harry, your relatives lied about your parents death. They never died from a car crash, but from a mad wizard named Tom Riddle. And magic is real, it is not a curse but a blessing. Now tell me, what things did you do but have no idea how it happened during your life?"

Harry looked stunned and couldn't say anything.

"Now to be honest, I'm unable to take you away from this place, being as I myself don't have a single place to bring you too, but that doesn't mean I can't make a few changes, so long as your time of death stays the same, which it will."

"C-Changes? W-What do you mean?"

"I mean I can make your life a little more comfortable and manageable. As long as it doesn't involve immortality."

"L-Like what?"

She moved a little closer and put a hand on his cheek. "Giving you tolerance to pain, making your magic core stronger, allowing you to see the dead, and much more if you so choose."

"B-But what'll happen to you? I don't wanna be alone." he spoke in fear.

Mortem smiled a little. "I won't be far. Even if you can't see me at times, I won't leave you alone until the day you die."

"P-Pinky promise?"

She moved her hand over and wrapped her pinky with his. "Pinky promise."

Harry smiled while feeling happier than anytime before this moment.

"So Harry, what would you want at this moment?"

"...to be your friend?"

"Then I'll gladly be your friend in return."

"T-Thank you….M-M...or…"

"You can just call me Mor."

"Thank you...Mor." he spoke while his eyes started drifting shut.

"Sleep Harry." Mortem said while helping him onto his little blanket. "For after this day, your life with change for the better."

(Many long years later)

Mortem's prediction came true after that day. Harry found his life somewhat easier but more manageable as well. His tolerance to pain increased to the point of not feeling anything anymore, he was able to see spirits of the dead and converse with them which helped with building connections and confidence, his magic core was increased so that Harry didn't have to worry too much about his magic causing trouble unless he wanted to that is, and he because in a sense able to regain his lost body mass, even if it didn't show with his still developing body.

However the best part was that he still had a friend, even if he didn't see her most of the time.

Right now he was walking through the halls in Hogwarts while currently in his third year. And he felt a little on edge since the Dementors started to circle the school like a pack of harpies. All because his godfather was hiding somewhere looking for a rat or something, Mortem really didn't give him much details about that part, business secret as she called it.

'I wonder how she's doing right now?' he thought while hoping a little someone might come close to going over just to see her, course she said if that happens it would only happen if it was their time, no changing the rules. 'Stupid rules.'

As he walked towards his next class he happened to spot a girl about his age with long black hair, blue eyes, wearing a Gryffindor cloak that showed off her C cup chest. Which he was kind of busy staring at.

'Wow, never seen her around.'

The girl turned to him and waved hello.

He waved back while happy she didn't seem to notice him staring.

She then walked over to him and wrote something on a piece of paper. "Hello, I'm Nor After. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." he replied confused. 'Why tell me that on a piece of paper?'

"I'm mute. Born with it and proud of it. So don't be startled." She wrote down seeing Harry's confused face. "Besides I like writing, it helps with my papers."

"Oh! Sorry, didn't mean to be rude."

"It's fine. Really it's nice to meet a boy with cool glasses."

"Um...don't you know who I am?"

"Nope, and I really don't care." She wrote down with a smile. "So what's your name?"

"Harry Potter."

"Nice name. Short and sweet, I like it a lot."

"Heh, thanks." he smiled.

"Anytime, oh so what class are you heading to?"

"Defense against the Dark Arts."

"REALLY?! So am I!" She wrote down with wide eyes. "Oh god! We are classmates!" She then calmed down. "Sorry about that, kind of got too excited for a second. I mean this is my first year and I met a cool person like you today. I'm just...so happy!"

Harry felt a little embarrassed at being called cool.

"Let's sit together in class today. If you um...don't mind me asking that is?"

"Sure, no problem."

Nor smiled before holding his hand and ran towards their class.

(A while later)

"This is boring."

"I know."

"Especially the idea that werewolves are a menace. Really while they can, they have it worse then us."

"Really?"

"Yep, they can see the undead in their minds and they're their victims. One werewolf even said that the undead tried to make him commit suicide on more than one occasion."

"Yikes."

"I agree." Nor wrote down. "So maybe we can skip today's class and have some f-"

"Mister Potter." Snape interrupted. "Can you explain why you are ignoring my lesson along with this girl?"

"Um, we're not ignoring it, we were just….making sure we had enough notes."

The teacher looked at them before making the notebook levitate and move towards him. "So you plan to leave my class? 'For f-' I hope you don't mean what I think it means mister Potter?"

"What do you mean?"

He returned the book to Nor and just returned to his lecture.

"I think he meant...sexual consent or something like that?" She wrote down with a flustered face.

Harry blushed and looked away. 'Damn Snape! We were gonna have fun, but not like that!'

Nor looked around before smirking as she pulled out a white wand and muttered a spell as Snape's hair turned into a snake.

"Hisss."

"Ah!" he jumped with most of the class shocked as he tried poking it off with his wand.

"Hisss!" It hissed before biting his hand.

"It's a gartersnake. No venom." Nor wrote down while slightly chuckling.

"Ow!"

"Watch this one Harry." She wrote down before a spell was casted as the snake vanished and Snape found himself outside the school, right in the water, close to…

"Gra."

The giant squid cave.

"Blood hell!"

(Much later)

We find the two students in Snape's class room writing on the board which read 'I won't apparate my teacher into the lake'. And this was the five hundredth time they did this.

"That was worth it."

Nor nodded while feeling very tired.

"You can go." Snape said while sitting at his desk. "But I expect you both not to attempt a stunt like this again."

They nodded and rushed out before snickering to themselves.

"That was so fun." Nor wrote in her book.

"Big time."

"We should do this more often, I mean it was nice to see someone laugh at my pranks….no one else does." She wrote while looking depressed.

Harry recognized her expression and fell a kindred spirit with the girl. "Well I don't see why not."

She went wide eyed before smiling. "Thank you Harry! Oh god thank you!"

'I think I just made her day.'

"Harry, let's plan the next prank. I'm thinking about giving Malfoy a new pair of cat ears."

"Maybe dog ears?"

"Sure that also works." She smiled.

(Timeskip)

Two months and things have been great for Harry. For two reasons, one he had someone to talk to, even more than Ron or Hermione. And two, said someone was now his girlfriend.

Right now Harry was eating in the great hall as Nor sat next to him. Both not talking but really just enjoying the close proximity.

"Harry?" Spoke Hermione while looking at the two. "Harry?"

"Huh? Oh um yes?"

"Aren't you going to say anything to your girlfriend?"

"Like what?"

"Anything." Ron interrupted. "Both of you are bloody killing us with this silence!"

"Well I don't know what to say that I haven't already."

"Just say anything. Even telling her she's fat will work."

"Ron, that was stupid." Harry facepalmed as Nor changed the redhead's hair into a bright pink color.

"You deserved that one." smirked Hermione while Ron huffed.

"Agreed." Nor wrote down. "I'm not in anyway fat. But I do have a nice chest, right Harry?"

"Um….yes?"

"Good, now you're safe from me making you getting man breasts." She wrote with a chuckle.

That made him shudder at the idea.

"What she say?" Hermione asked.

"Um…"

"I know!" Ron said with a grin. "She's thinking about this cooked ham right?"

Cue Ron getting a pig's snout.

"No Ron, no she wasn't."

"Hey change me OINK!" He said before 'oinking' very loud as for everyone to hear.

"Is that a werepig?"

"No thats Weasley."

"Ha! That's a laugh!"

He huffed while resuming eating.

Harry chuckled at that before looking at his girlfriend. 'She's really good with spells. And kind of cute casting them.' He sighed before noticing that one of her finger's wasn't the normal color. But a white as plaster color. 'Huh? Was that always that color?'

He then noticed something else that he didn't see before. A fine white hair even paler than Dumbledore's but still had some luster to it. "Um, Nor?"

She looked at him confused before writing. "Yes Harry?"

"Was your finger and hair always that white?"

She looked at him like he just said something embarrassing as she got up and walked out of the hall.

"That was odd." Ron deadpanned.

(Later)

Harry returned to the Gryffindor room while noticing that no one was there. "Odd, normally someone's in here."

"That was too close." Spoke a voice from the girl's bedroom. "I really need to keep this body in fine condition."

Harry closed his mouth and slowly moved towards the voice.

"Really, if Harry knew about this he would freak out." Spoke the voice with a sigh. "And after seeing him in that household, causing a heart attack at a young age would literally ruin the schedule. And then I'm going to get reprimanded...again." 'Stupid Black Death!'

'Why's she talking about me like that?'

"Well maybe I should find some souls to reap while here? I mean this place is crawling with ghosts." The person said as Harry looked through the crack and saw….Nor talking?! "Or I could just take some soul's in the nearby town? I can't slack off while human now can I?"

"N-Nor?" he whispered in shock.

"Harry is kind of handsome." She mused to herself. "Especially when I saw him grow up. Ah, such fine memories of me helping him out….I wish I didn't have to lie about all of this but, if I tell him then he might be disgusted at me." 'I hope that never comes to pass.'

"Why?" he spoke pushing the door open.

She turned around and went wide eyed before frantically looking for the book and wrote. "W-W-What are you doing here so early?! I-It's not…"

"Nor, you were speaking, so don't try to pretend you're mute."

She gulped while putting the book down. "S-So you f-found out? J-Just now or before?"

"Now, and what I wanna know right now is just who you really are. Seeing me grow up? We just met each other."

She sighed before her form started to change into a familiar figure's, all the curves of a hot woman mixed with a cold dark being. Her large ass and F cup chest looked a little enticing to Harry if he wasn't so damned shocked. "We met, a long time ago."

"W-Wait, now I remember! Mor!"

Mortem smiled at that. "That's me Harry."

"Wait, Mor, Nor, I can't believe I didn't see that." he face palmed.

"Well I was also surprised that you didn't figure it out earlier. But hey, it happens, like seeing your fat cousin gaining a pig's tail and ears a few years back. And yes I was there, watching you from just a few feet away."

"So you really have been with me all these years."

She nodded.

"But why couldn't I see you?"

"I can be seen only by those near death. And while yes you nearly died, I can't expect people to just see me again. So that's why I stayed hidden using the same cloak your own originally came from to hide from the same people that cross into my domain."

"But why pretend to be someone else? Why not just tell me the truth in the first place?"

Mortem sighed heavily. "Because I...I kind of like you Harry. And there is a rule that the higher ups made that states any immortal that starts a relationship with a mortal shall fade. You know the old gods did the same and they are no more. I couldn't let that happen so….I became human in appearance so I can be close to you."

Harry blinked before going mouth agape hearing that. "Like...me? As in, like like?"

"More like like like like." She emphasized. "And yes, you're the first mortal to get my attention."

"But how? I mean, you've been around for decades and eons, what made me stand out?"

"You're the living embodiment of death. You lived in hardship yet always embraced death. Unlike others who search for extensions, you don't. You just live without fear. Something I like in a person."

"Really?"

Mortem nodded. "That and you are really handsome. Especially with those glasses of yours."

He blushed while she walked over and hugged him with his head near her chest.

"Harry, I know this is sudden but I do like you. And you know that I'm Nor, we are both the same so….just please like us back?" 'Please say yes! Please!'

"Well, it's pretty awkward if I didn't like one of you." he pointed out.

She hugged tighter. "Harry, you're so sweet."

"Well you're taller and sweet." he chuckled.

"Go on." She chuckled. "Keep flattering me."

"Ok, and you're sexy, cute, hot and...really endowed."

"Oh? So you're just into me for my looks?" she mock frowned.

"N-No! I mean you do have a hot body but you're funny, out going, serious, and over all really funny with a wand."

"Oh thanks, after all I did make a wand in the past using elder tree so making a wand out of the same material helped out getting the human girl look right." she smiled while ruffling his hair. "But Harry, don't tell anyone or else I might be gone before you can say 'Sexy hot girlfriend in a bikini'."

"Oh? So someone was already planning for the future?" he teased.

She chuckled at that. "Only if you want to that is." She smirked. "Tell me Harry, do you like white or black?"

"Um both?"

"Then it's a black and white wedding. I can see it now, us under the Whomping Willow saying our vows before being reunited by death."

"Wait what?" he spoke in confusion.

"Oh it's just me thinking of the future." She winked. "You're too young to try proposing to me. But I can wait until you're thirty. Maybe younger if you 'stick' your 'wand' into me~"

Harry blushed and looked away. 'Why'd she have to put it like that?'

Mordum chuckled before changing back to Nor. "But if you want Harry, we can just go pranking Snape instead." She then grabbed the book and wrote. "Ok?"

"Well, I do have a few ideas thanks to Fred and George."

"What are they? And does it involve turning them into bunnies?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Please? Tell me Harry!"

"You'll see."

She pouted at that while giving him a noogie as the screen turned to black.

"Gah! Mor!"