Death's Master

Synopsys: What if controlling the Hallows doesn't make you the Master of Death but Death's Master instead? Time-Travel Sixth Year.

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Harry Potter, age seventeen nearly eighteen, was sitting alone by the Black Lake contemplating his next move. The war had only just ended a few days ago and there was mass pandemonium all around. Whether he was forgotten or people just respected his need for privacy Harry didn't know but at this point he didn't really care. Unbeknownst to all, Harry had traveled back into the Dark Forest and retrieved the fabled Resurrection Stone, thus reuniting the Hallows once again. He sat quietly pondering his life to this point and not much made any sense to him. He now had complete control over his own life but he had no where to go and no idea what to do with himself. He absentmindedly played with the Stone thinking aloud.

"Now that I'm the Master of Death, what should I do? What should I do with these things anyway?"

"You could return them to their original owner," an unknown voice stated plainly.

Harry instantly drew his Holly wand and scanned the immediate area for threats. He called out angrily.

"Who's there? Show yourself."

At that moment, a good looking middle aged man wearing a smart black suit appeared and walked slowly towards Harry. His hands were at his sides and away from his body showing he was unarmed. He spoke and a calm friendly tone.

"I mean you no harm Harry Potter. As you can see, I am not armed and I only wish to talk."

"Alright but keep your hands where I can see them," Harry agreed but Constant Vigilance was foremost on his mind.

The man relaxed a bit then began to speak calmly.

"Thank you. As I said before, you could return The Hallows to their original owner if you would like."

"If the legend is true then they belonged to Death himself. How am I going to return them; die again?" Harry replied sarcastically.

"Your death would be unnecessary for their return. You may return them to me right now if you chose to," The man replied.

"You're telling me that you're Death; THE Death. Forgive my sarcasm but you don't look anything like him," Harry replied smartly.

"I understand. You were perhaps hoping to see something like this," The man said ominously. The man suddenly transformed into a cloaked skeletal figure holding a scythe. Harry looked at him curiously then said.

"Nice trick but that proved nothing."

"Then perhaps this will," The cloaked figure said in an eerie tone.

He started floating towards Harry quickly then he went into survival mode. He began casting hex after hex at the figure moving ever closer to him but everything he threw had no effect. Once the cloaked skeleton was upon Harry, he touched his face with a bony finger for just a moment then withdrew. Harry instantly felt the life leaving him and there was no way to stop it. He was cold and helpless to stop this attack but as soon as it began, it ended. The figure moved back a few meters then transformed back into the normal looking man then smirked at Harry saying.

"Is that enough proof for you?"

"You . . . you've convinced me. Why are you here? Was I supposed to die?" Harry said trying desperately to compose himself.

"No, you aren't meant to die for quite some time. I came here in attempt to persuade you to return the Hallows to me and end the curse upon them," Death stated.

"What curse? What do you mean?"

"When I gave the Perevelle brothers those gifts; it came with a heavy price for me. Since I gave mortals items from my realm, I was punished for my foolishness. Whoever holds all of the Hallows becomes my Master and I must obey their every command," Death said regretfully.

"What do you mean by your realm? I don't understand," Harry asked confused.

"I will try to put it into terms you can understand. At this very moment, we are in the mortal realm. There is a realm of eternal peace. It is called by many names but you may know it as Heaven. There is also the realm of eternal despair or Hell if you prefer. There is the realm of punishment or you may call it Purgatory. Then there is the realm of the Immortals. That is where I and my associates exist. We are neither good nor evil; we just are," Death explained.

"Associates?"

"My associates include Fate, Time, Earth or Gaia as she prefers War, and many others. We are the caretakers of the mortal realm. We make certain that everything runs smoothly but never interfere with the natural order of things. I was punished by the other Immortals and the leaders of the realms of Peace and Despair. Would you please return the Hallows so that I may end my torment?" Death replied.

"You don't interfere with people's lives. That's a bloody joke and you know it. You said you know Fate; I've been her bitch since the day that fucking prophecy was made. I'd like to tell her to kiss my arse for what she did to me," Harry ranted.

"Do you mean that Harry Potter? You wish to speak with Fate?" Death asked with a smirk.

"You can do that; you can take me to her?" Harry asked confused.

"Of course I can. You are Death's Master Harry Potter therefore I must obey."

"Why would you do that for me and why did you smirk when I suggested it?" Harry inquired.

"Fate was the one that opened her mouth to the other Immortals about what I had done. You are correct in that she does tend to interfere with people's lives but only to an extent of the Creator's plan. She can not give you any more grief than the Creator had foreseen a mortal to endure but there is the free will factor that no one controls but the mortals. It would be amusing to see her reaction to your presence," Death chuckled.

"So you'll be getting some payback and I'll get some answers; sounds good. When do we leave?" Harry said quickly.

"You have only just to order me to do so then we will be off," Death said plainly.

"Okay. Um, I order you to take me to see Fate," Harry said felling a bit foolish.

"It shall be done Master," Death stated in a formal tone. He walked over to Harry then took his hand in his then the two vanished from sight without a sound.

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Death and Harry landed in a courtyard of a large office complex. Harry looked confused then said.

"This isn't quite what I was expecting."

"Normally mortals would never see this unless you are paying a penance for wrongdoings," Death explained.

"I thought that was what Purgatory was for. What's the difference?"

"Purgatory is for punishment for misdeeds then you may pass on into the realm of peace once you are worthy. This place is for those that made a few mistakes along the way and are making up for them. Most of them are clerks for the various Immortals; you wouldn't believe the paperwork we have to do. The only constant in the Universe is that Bureaucracy exists everywhere and it sucks. I have nearly three dozen clerks under me at this time. I only get involved when it is a special soul," Death explained.

"Like Voldemort?"

"No, he was sent directly to Hell as it were. I mean like Dumbledore or even yourself when the time comes."

"So Dumbledore is in his next great adventure after all," Harry said smartly.

"No, he is in Purgatory as we speak. He was judged by his actions not the intentions behind them. He was found guilty of several crimes and he is now being punished for them. We had best be moving, we mustn't keep the lady waiting," Death chuckled evilly.

Harry didn't know what was happening but he followed Death into the complex. There was several different office buildings with the names of the different Immortals embossed upon them. War, so far, was the largest, next do Death that is. As they approached the building marked Fate, Harry's anger began to rise. He might die here but he would get some answers one way or another. They entered the building then made their way to the special lifts reserved only for the Immortals then moments later, the doors opened and they were standing in Fate's office.

Harry was taken aback as the one who screwed up his life so badly was busy getting a foot massage from one of her clerks. Death didn't like being ignored so he made his presence unmistakably known.

"FATE WE HAVE BUSINESS TO DISCUSS!"

"Oh very well, there is no need to shout you know," Fate said without looking up. She knew Death's voice well.

She dismissed her clerk then got up from her chair and stood in shock when she saw Harry. She said angrily.

"What is a mortal doing here? What are you doing here Harry Potter?"

"He is the Master of the Hallows and he ordered me to bring him here. He has some questions and you WILL answer them," Death stated firmly glaring dangerously at Fate.

"Very well but I still don't understand why you are here now. You've beaten Voldemort and you should be celebrating with that Granger girl. I would think you'd be too exhausted to even think about anything else," Fate said smirking.

"What the hell are you talking about? Me and Hermione? How can I be with her when she's with Ron right now?" Harry said through his teeth.

"What are YOU talking about Potter? You were supposed to be with some Granger girl for some time now. I know this for a fact. I handle ALL the special cases personally such as Children of Prophecy so I would know. Ron you mean Ronald Weasley don't you?"

"Yes," Harry said curtly.

"He's supposed to become a playboy with all his new found fame. He doesn't even like this Hermione person. Why would they be together? Who were you with?" Fate inquired.

"I dated Cho Chang for a bit then Ginny Weasley; why?"

"The Weasley girl you say. This is wrong; something is terribly wrong here. Gentlemen please make yourselves comfortable. I have to check on something," Fate said confused and concerned then left the room in a rush.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked confused.

"If Fate does not understand what happened then she is probably going to the Tapestry of Life. That is where all the strands of mortal's lives are woven together. If something went wrong then we have a major problem on our hands," Death stated ominously.

"What do you mean? How bad could it be?"

"Armageddon; the ultimate showdown between good and evil. This is inevitable and things need to happen a certain way before the final confrontation. No one knows when it will happen but it will happen. If you were supposed to be with this Hermione as Fate says you were and you are not then this could trigger something dreadful to occur. In case you didn't know, every life affects everyone else's. Your life, believe it or not, affects the life of someone across the world that you will probably never meet. Think of it this way, you meet someone and you affect their life because they met you; then they meet someone and affect their life so indirectly you affected the second person's life and so on and so on. Everyone affects everyone else's life whether they know it or not. That's just the way it is," Death explained.

"I never once thought about that; I never would have dreamt something like that. This is too confusing," Harry said shaking his head in frustration.

Death just sat there and nodded his head in agreement. A few minutes later, Fate returned carrying several files but she was not alone. With her was a middle aged blond woman looking quite frightened especially when she was instructed to sit next to Death. Fate spoke.

"Gentlemen we have a serious situation. This is one of my clerks named Joanne Weasley and she made some extremely foolish decisions. Rest assured we will sort this out."

Before Fate could begin her explanation, the lift doors opened and a powerful looking man exited. He wore what looked to be battle armor and had a very large sword on his back and was very angry looking. He spoke in a serious tone.

"The Clock is ticking and it's gaining speed by the moment. What has happened?"

"What's going on? Who is this?" Harry asked Death.

"This is War and the clock he was referring to is the Armageddon Clock. The end is approaching faster than expected," Death stated fearfully.

"Harry Potter I presume. I've seen you in all of your battles and I must say that I am impressed. Destroying a twenty meter Basilisk with only a sword and with no training at the tender age of twelve was most astonishing. Why are you here? You should be in the arms of an amorous woman after your hard won victory," War stated with pride.

"I'm not certain but we're about to find out," Harry said glaring at the blond Weasley.

"Do you see what you've caused? I hope we can fix this before it's too late," Fate shouted angrily.

"What did she do to me?" Harry growled through his teeth.

"She did nothing to YOUR file per say but she did tamper with those around you. For example, she decided to prevent Minerva McGonagall from being in Diagon Alley the day you first went there. She was supposed to inform you of everything you needed to know but this woman changed her mind about that causing Minerva to be somewhat callous in dealing with you through out your time at Hogwarts instead of being the Head of House she was meant to be. Did you really think that Minerva McGonagall would have just ignored the fact that one of her lions was being tortured with a Blood Quill willingly?" Fate spat.

"I was only trying to help. If she explained everything to Potter then he would have never met the Weasleys," Joanne stated.

"They were sorted into the same BLOODY HOUSE; they would have met anyway. Forgive me gentlemen, the next person she tampered with was Severus Snape," Fate stated.

"What did she do to him? Make him more of a bastard than he already was," Harry replied smartly.

"In a word yes. Severus Snape disagreed with Ablus Dumbledore about the way he dealt with you and your destiny; especially the prophecy. Severus was going to tell you about it during your first year but this woman changed his mind about that causing him to take an unproductive approach with you. He hated your father, that is a certainty, but he never truly hated you. He knew your life was similar to his as a boy as was sympathetic to your plight but this woman interfered," Fate spat.

"Why did you do that? I'm guessing that because your name is Weasley that you wanted to help them out for some reason," Harry said sternly.

"My family name has been kept out of the history books for far too long. I just wanted my family to be remembered for something noteworthy," The blond Weasley replied sadly.

"Oh, they'll be remembered alright for being the ones who ended everything because of selfishness. Moving right along, she tampered with Poppy Pomfrey preventing her from treating your malnutrition problem. She tampered with the Goblins causing them to not inform you of your proper heritage," Fate said as she was cut off.

"What do you mean by that; my proper heritage?" Harry inquired.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist Mr. Potter. You're not a lord or a prince or anything like that. They were supposed to inform you of your complete inheritance when you were staying in the Alley before your third year but because they didn't; you lost everything when the Ministry fell and they confiscated your entire family legacy," Fate explained.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT?" Harry screamed loudly shaking the room. Death and War just smiled as they watched the show.

"If you knew you were rich then you might have made different decisions about things in general. You might have left the Dursleys sooner than you should have," The blond Weasley stated.

"AND THAT WOULD BE A BAD THING? I could have had a nice holiday somewhere with my friends instead of being treated like a bloody slave every summer. FUCK YOU!" Harry shouted.

"Moving right along, this also had the affect that you didn't have the use of your family library when you should have. You would have started to study more and thus been better prepared for your destiny. The next file she tampered with was unfortunately Hermione Granger," Fate said ominously.

"What did you do to Hermione?" Harry growled instantly drawing the Elder Wand. War put his hand on Harry's shoulder then said calmly.

"Since when do you attack an unarmed woman Harry Potter? She will be punished for her crimes if we all survive that is."

Harry returned the Elder Wand to its resting place but glared at the blond Weasley coldly. Fate spoke sadly.

"Unfortunately, she tampered with many of the decisions she made through out her life since meeting you. It started in first year when she would have said love just before you left to face Voldemort. She changed her mind about rescuing you in your second year leaving that to the Weasleys to handle. In fact, you would have never received a warning because of Dobby if she had. She changed Hermione's mind about visiting you while you were in the Alley before third year causing you to never change your electives. Fifth year, she altered her decision to turn in Ronald Weasley for abusing his authority as Prefect," Fate was interrupted again.

"He would have lost his badge if she did that," The blond Weasley stated loudly.

"So what; he didn't earn it anyway and you know that. She had been tweaking Hermione's feelings away from you and towards Ronald for quite some time. In sixth year, she completely changed Hermione's personality causing the two of you to argue over a book that eventually saved Ronald's life but caused her to throw herself at Ronald for using a book that demeaned women. That was the most idiotic thing I have ever encountered in my existence. This particular tampering caused you and others to be ill prepared for the upcoming war because you didn't restart the DA when it was needed even more than before," Fate said angrily.

"He needed to just be a normal teen before the war began in earnest. This was his last chance to do so," The blond Weasley said somberly.

"If you hadn't interfered he would have had a semi-normal existence. He could have enjoyed life instead of just existing to fight Voldemort and don't give me any crap about keeping him focused because you just contradicted yourself with your previous statement. The tampering goes on and on so I won't bore you with anymore. The next two people she tampered with were Cho Chang and Luna Lovegood," Fate said disgusted. She was getting tired of all this.

"What do you mean?"

"Cho Chang was only meant to talk to you about Cedric's death and not try to seduce you. Luna Lovegood was supposed to be your first kiss not Cho. You both were under the mistletoe but because of her tampering, Luna lost most of her confidence as a woman causing her to marry the first man who showed an interest in her and he was much older than her. This caused her to spend most of her married life unloved and untouched because he was far too old for her if you get my meaning."

"Why hurt Luna like that? She never hurt anyone or anything in her life," Harry asked in a hurt filled tone for his friend.

"I never meant for that to happen but I needed to keep you alone. My family was always important to me and I just wanted them to be happy. You can understand that can't you," The blond Weasley said with tears in her eyes.

"Happiness at the expense of another's isn't worth the price. I'm guessing that you set me up with Ginny because it would bring fame and fortune to the family. Oh I forgot, I LOST EVERYTHING BECAUSE OF YOU!" Harry replied loudly.

"You two looked so much like James and Lily so what was the harm. She loved you," Joanne replied in a shaky voice.

"She loved The-Boy-Who-Lived not the real me. Wait a mo'. You said we looked like my parents then that means I touched up my mum. I think I'm going to be sick," Harry said felling ill.

"They are related after all," Fate informed.

"Distantly but not close enough to matter," Joanne defended.

"Who gives a shit? I snogged my mother's double," Harry said dry heaving.

Death and War tried to comfort Harry as he attempted to compose himself. Once he stopped his stomach contractions, he said to Fate.

"So what does this all mean? What happens now?"

"Now I must confer with the other Immortals on how to fix this; if it can be fixed at all."

"What if it can't be fixed?"

"Then we all will cease to exist. The end of days is upon us," War stated plainly.

"All because of a blond Weasley; everything will end?" Harry asked unconvinced.

"That's the way it goes sometimes. I told you before one insignificant life affects many. A person like you will affect even more," Death stated.

"This isn't only about you Harry; this is about your children and grandchildren. The ones that will never be born because of all this," Fate replied sternly.

"I don't even want to know," Harry said as he put his head in his hands defeated.

"Wait here while we attempt to fix this mess. Gentlemen and YOU come with me. We have much to discuss," Fate said sternly.

Everyone left the office leaving Harry alone with his thoughts.

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Harry didn't know how long he sat in Fate's office but he was startled by the arrival of the group along with two other Immortals. The first was a man dressed in a long Toga carrying an hourglass. The next was the most beautiful woman Harry had ever seen or perhaps ever will see. She was a tall, curvy, seductress wearing or more to the point almost wearing a green bodysuit that seemed to cling to her as a second skin leaving nothing to the imagination. A thousand Veela couldn't even compare to the raw sexuality this woman was emitting; even Harry was affected profoundly by her presence. Fate spoke pulling Harry out of his not so moral thoughts.

"Mr. Potter we have come up with a solution that hopefully will correct most of this tampering. Before I explain, let me introduce Chronos; the Immortal of Time and Gaia the Immortal of the Earth."

"H . . . . Hello," Harry said practically drooling.

"Hello Harry Potter. I must say that I am disappointed in you," Gaia stated.

"It wasn't my fault; whatever I did," Harry tried to defend himself.

"I know that but it wasn't what you did but rather what you didn't do that upset me. Or more to the point, WHO you didn't do," Gaia said in a suggestive tone.

"I don't understand."

"You had all those girls offering themselves to you yet you did nothing about it. I'm ashamed of you. Physical love would have helped you learn what real love was but you never took the bait. I know that that Dumble person interfered with your life but you didn't have to take it lying down or was it something we overlooked?" Gaia questioned.

Joanne Weasley looked a bit frightened then Fate opened Harry's file yet again then found the tampering. She screamed angrily.

"YOU MADE HARRY POTTER IMPOTENT EXCEPT FOR GINEVRA WEASLEY! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"

"I wanted her to have an untouched man in her life. She deserved something special," The blond Weasley said sadly.

"He stayed a virgin while she was going off with different boys. She had TWO long term relationships before settling on Harry and looking at her file; she was to become a professional Quidditch player. You didn't even bother to fix the fact that she would have gone off with other men while she was traveling leaving Harry alone to raise children that weren't even his. Ginevra is a form of Guinevere and she caused the destruction of Camelot because she couldn't keep her knickers on. Didn't you even consider that?"

"I . . . I. . ."

"Save it. Now on to more important matters. We have been authorized to send you back in time in hopes to correct this problem before it is too late. The Creator and his counter-part both agree that this should have never happened but were powerless to intervene," Fate explained.

"You're telling me that GOD couldn't intervene to fix what was going on," Harry said unconvinced.

"The Creator takes a hands off approach to mortal matters. He believes in free will and his counter-part couldn't intervene because he may have caused more harm than was already done. They both have a stake in you Harry Potter. You are more important than you realize; than any of us had realized," Fate explained.

"Why can't I just be normal? Why did this happen to me? I never asked for any of this," Harry rambled in a confused, defeated tone.

Gaia walked up to Harry then pulled him into a warm embrace. She used some of her powers to calm his weary soul and ease his troubled mind. Harry put his arms around the Goddess and held her close as he felt his despair leave him as he began to just enjoy the feeling of being held by a beautiful woman. Gaia broke the embrace and smiled then said softly.

"Feel better?"

"Yes. Thank you," Harry said blushing.

"You are more than welcome. I know this is hard to accept but sometimes a mortal is chosen to do great things. There have been many through out mortal history such as Jason, Alexander, Arthur and many, many others and now it is your turn. Your name will be remembered as one of the great heroes of the ages when the time comes," Gaia stated smiling.

"I'm not a hero; I'm just Harry."

"And that is why you are great. Please sit down while we explain what will happen," Gaia replied softly.

She took Harry's hand in hers then the two sat down on the nearby sofa. The other Immortals took their own seats as Fate began to explain their solution.

"As I was saying, we have been authorized to send you back in time to correct this problem. You will not remember any of this but we will be sending you back with a few gifts."

"What do you mean? Are you going to make me more powerful than Voldemort?" Harry inquired.

"You already are so no. The only reason he appeared to be all-powerful was the fact he used rituals to increase his magical output. As far as natural magic is concerned; you are more powerful but you have something he never had," War stated confidently.

"What? What do I have that he doesn't?"

"You have love and you have faith. Those things alone he could never understand. Even in your darkest hour during the Horcrux Hunt you never truly lost faith. Your wand was broken and Ronald had deserted you but you never lost faith. Yes, you had doubt but you never gave up. Voldemort relied on his Horcruxes to insure victory but you did what you had to do even if you didn't truly want to. That alone makes you powerful; that's what makes you a hero," Gaia said praising him.

"I never thought of that before. Thank you for explaining that to me," Harry said blushing while holding Gaia's hand.

"Very well then. The powers that be agreed to fix this problem the easiest way possible. Instead of sending you back to the beginning we will be sending you back to just before your sixth year. This way things can be set back on tract as it were without completely rewriting everything. You couldn't imagine the paperwork we would have to do if that happened. Now several of us are going to give you gifts that will help offset the interference but not to the point of giving you an edge as it were. First off Death," Fate said ominously.

"Harry Potter I give to you the gift of death. In battle people die, that is the way of things. This gift will give you the ability to kill when necessary but use it wisely. There is a fine line between killing in combat and outright murder. Be cautious," Death stated as he touched Harry's head.

Harry felt the power enter him and became uneasy with this new found ability. In his mind he knew if he had killed Dolohov in the Ministry, Hermione would not have been injured and countless others may have survived as well. He now understood what Death meant by the fine line and hoped he would never cross it. The next to speak was War.

"Harry Potter I give to you the knowledge that was denied you. The knowledge of Runes and Arithmancy that you would have had if things were different. You will be given the knowledge that all students would have for their OWL exams and a bit more had you spent time with your beloved Hermione. I also give to you the ability to learn spells quickly and efficiently as you should have had. Use these gifts wisely as they could turn the tides in either direction if misused."

War touched Harry's head and he instantly had a migraine from all of the information being downloaded into his mind. He knew formulas and theories he never before heard of. He could translate several different types of Rune schemes without any difficulty and he had a thirst to learn more spells instead of just learning what he needed to for class. This gift alone was astounding and vowed silently not to waste it. The next was Time.

"Harry Potter I give to you this Time-Turner. It works the same as the one you are familiar with from your third year adventure but without the dangerous side effects. You will not need extra rest or food depending on the amount of use but be warned. You may only go back up to six hours and you must not see your past self or you will cease to exist. It will work for you and you alone and will return to me upon reaching your sixteenth birthday. Use it well."

Harry took the Time-Turner and thought about all of the spells he could learn as well as other things he could do. He could go to the cinema; hang out in the park; work-out or just relax. This gift could give him a semi-normal summer for once if used properly. He would be cautious. The last to speak was Gaia.

"Harry Potter I give to you the gift of health. Had your school nurse treated you early on, you would not look like you do now. My gift will correct your body and give you the one you should have had otherwise. I also give you something else but I'm not telling you what it is but you will like it. Take care," Gaia said as she leaned forward and gently kissed Harry's lips. He felt Gaia's power flow through him and suddenly felt the need to deepen the kiss. He carefully nibbled upon Gaia's lip and she eagerly accepted his tongue into her mouth. There was no battle for dominance as he knew he would lose instantly but they enjoyed the passionate embrace nonetheless. She took his hand and guided it to her breast then Harry felt another power flow through him. This new ability and the feeling of a woman in his hand made Harry feel invincible. When they broke the kiss, Gaia smiled seductively at Harry then he fell into a deep sleep. Fate said in an annoyed tone.

"Did you have to do that in front of all of us?"

"No but I felt like it. Besides, he's an excellent kisser," Gaia smirked triumphantly.

"Was that the other gift you gave him? The ability to please women," War asked with a wicked grin.

"No, all Potters are born with that ability. I gave him something else but I'm not telling," Gaia said grinning evilly.

"What did you do; give him a huge dick?" the blond Weasley spat.

"I didn't need to and you should mind your place. I am so glad I don't have to put up with clerks like you. It does make my job so much easier," Gaia stated.

"Enough of this nonsense. Take this woman to the High Court for judgment. It's a pity though, you only had a few decades to go before your great reward and now you may not even get that," Fate said angrily to the blond Weasley.

War and Time escorted the transgressor from Fate's office then Death asked.

"Who's taking him back?"

"I will. This problem originated from my office so I'll handle the logistics of its repair personally. I hope we're not too late," Fate said frightened.

"I hope for all our sakes you're right. Dinner tomorrow night?" Death asked with a wink.

"Why not? Who wouldn't want a date with Death?' Fate said smartly.

The two chuckled as Death headed to the lift. Fate pointed her hand at Harry's unconscious form then with a wave of her hand; he vanished. She stood silently and said to herself.

"Good Luck Harry Potter and I'm sorry.

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