Chapter 43
White. Silent.
The last thing Harry remembered doing was mocking Nott in the graveyard and Nott firing a killing curse at him so he was DEAD!
When Harry opened his eyes he could see nothing but Darkness Harry wondered if anyone else was with him if not man it was going to be hell boring
"Hello?" his voice reverberated loudly, echoing against nothing. For several moments there was no reply of any kind, not a single sound was made.
"Hadrian," the voice reverberated like Harry's, a delayed reply to Harry's question. The voice sounded familiar but it wasn't until it repeated Harry's name that Harry recognised its familiarity. It sounded like his own. Its tone and accent. The voice sounded like both Harry's own voice mixed with a bit of Harry's Grandfather. So the fact it resembled Harry's voice more confirmed it wasn't Charlus, so the only way to identify the voice was to find its owner. So Harry turned around and there stood a man dressed identically to Harry. He looked like Harry and Charlus, he had jet black hair that was ruffled in places and shining blue eyes. His nose was rounded and his ears small, his mouth formed a smile to show white teeth which Harry was sure he shared in this place. The mysterious man was palled in complexion too, the skin stretched over his skinny form, he appeared to be just an inch taller than Harry. He spoke again; "Harry."
"Who are you?" Harry asked as the man walked towards Harry.
"Me?" the man chuckled, "I seem familiar, yes?"
"You look like me and my Grandfather. I don't understand."
"My name is Ignotus Peverell."
Harry's brain whirred abruptly, his thoughts lit like wildfire. Ignotus Peverell! The third brother from the Tale of the Three Brothers taken out of the Beedle the Bard. The story is about how the three brothers wanted to cross a river and used their magic to construct a bridge to cross to the other side. Having cheated death, Death himself rewarded them with gifts. Ignotus took Death's own Invisibility Cloak to hide from him for the rest of his life as Death killed the other two brothers. Ignotus then saw his cloak passed on, generation to generation. Harry was his descendant and had taken the cloak from his brother at the end of first year.
"Am I dead?"
"No, Harry."
"But you're dead. Hundreds of years ago, yeah? You are my ancestor? The third brother? The one who hid from death and passed the Cloak of Invisibility down to me and my family? Is it you the founder of death book?" Harry was in denial, shocked. He couldn't believe he wasn't dead but Ignotus was here.
"Yes, it's me." Ignotus laughed again.
"So, does he exist? Death, I mean?"
"No, no. Death isn't a person, Harry. Don't be childish. It's a spirit."
"So, no-one gave you the Cloak? You and your brothers?"
"Something spoke to us. Some sort of force. Asked us what we wanted for rewards?" Ignotus explained casually, Harry eyed him, stunned, "We replied. They appeared. The rest is history, I guess."
"So there is such a thing as Death?"
"Death is rather a force...the thing that takes us from life and punishes us when we disobey what he has planned for us. He tried to punish us for defying him but it backfired on my behalf. I outwitted it. And if I hadn't you wouldn't be here...alive!"
Harry didn't know what to say, his voice struggled to exit his mouth, "So I am alive?!"
"Didn't I already say."
"But you're still dead?"
"Yes. I remember it well. My last living moment. With my wife, my children and grandchildren all around me...one of the happiest and yet the saddest moments of my existence." Ignotus exhaled, a sad smile on his face.
"So...if you're dead and I'm not. How are we here? Together? Is it limbo?"
"It is a Limbo.I am here to speak to you about your inheritance. You know about Peverell inheritance right?"
"Yes."Harry replied,
"Well, today I thought of finishing my work by handing it over your rights to you ."
"Does that mean...?"
"Yes.I have chosen you, you can take control of Peverell family magic and the infamous Book of Death which is our family grimoire." Ignotus replied, smiling at Harry.
"But why now after these many centuries?Why me?surely there many Potters who deserved it" Harry
"Yes I thought of giving over the title to many Potters but I was waiting for someone special like you who doesn't fear death and can lay down their life for their family which you did in the graveyard you are the perfect choice as you are master of two Deathly Hallows, which were cursed that if any other person other than a Peverell held it they would be killed by people who had the thirst for power; you are the Master of cloak and wand "
"How am I the master of Elder Wand or the Ressurection stone I don't even have it" Harry asked
"When you disarmed Dumbledore in second year the wand's loyalty shifted to you, if you ask me the wand had been waiting for centuries to return to its doesn't matter if you have it or not if its loyalty lies with you" Ignotus grinned
"But now it's all useless I am dead I can't do anything I can't help my grandfather to defeat that bastard" Harry growled
"No i told you, you are not dead, Death has given you a task to send Tom Riddle's soul to Death, Tom Riddle has found a way to escape death no one is allowed to escape death and death is mad at it, so as a punishment he will be killed at middle age by you my descendant he wishes to send you back to life at one condition that is to kill Tom Riddle" Ignotus answered
"How can I kill him? before 14 years everyone thought he had been killed but grandfather told me to practise and become powerful to kill Tom Riddle when he returns but he didn't tell me how Riddle will return" Harry asked
"It's because Horcrux Harry" Ignotus told him
"What is a Horcrux?"
"Horcrux is an object in which a person can hide his soul fragment to become immortal which can be made only after murdering a person" Ignotus told him
"You mean RIddle has created a Horcrux"
"Not one but seven or now remaining 5" Ignotus told him
"How can I destroy them and which are those Horcruxes?" Harry questioned
"Horcrux can be destroyed by Basilisk Venom, Fiendfire or killing curse. The horcrux's which Riddle created are, Tom Riddle's diary which you destroyed in second year, Gaunt's Ring which has Peverell resurrection stone can be found in gaunt shack, Salazar Slytherin's Locket was stolen from its hiding place and was replaced by replica by Regulus Black and the original Horcrux is in Grimmauld place 12, Helga Hufflepuff's Cup in Lestrange Vault in gringotts, Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem Hogwarts Room of requirements, Nagini the Snake and finally its you Harry Potter; who had a Horcrux after the fateful Halloween night which was removed by goblins as ordered by your Grandfather it was destroyed" Ignotus replied smiling at his many times Grandson who was horror struck
"How could I become a Horcrux as Voldemort didn't kill anyone that night he had barely missed killing Grandmother?"
"It's because of your ancestor Alfred Potter who after burying all his family members on the same day was afraid Potter family was going extinct so he underwent a ritual by which he could come back to the wizarding world when magic felt Potter family was in danger of going extinct. so Alfred would sacrifice his soul to save his Family and finally his soul will be brought to death after saving his family from danger; this how you became a horcrux but it has been removed and it was destroyed" Ignotus finished Harry felt great to have such great selfless ancestors
"So now should I destroy all his horcruxes to kill him permanently?" Harry questioned
"Yes" Ignotus replied
Ignotus' face fell sombre for the first time, "Harry there is something I wish to address to you Harry as you know now that gaunt ring is a Hocrux that ring also has resurrection stone in it, Gaunt came to possession of the ring by my brothers bastard child so they have the stone after you destroy the Horcrux in the ring you will become the so called master of the death..." Ignotus fell silent. Harry was disgusted he was related to Voldemort!.
"Harry, did you ever think that the Hallows were designed to be a reward?" Ignotus told after a long silence
Harry shook his head
Ignotus began, "From the moment we're conceived there is a plan for us all. Death is part of this plan. It sets out when we exit this world, when, why and how. However Death never considered the divide between Muggles and Wizards. He never understood the consequences of magic. And how it could be used to defy his plan. When me and my brothers constructed that bridge and avoided our inevitable fates we changed everything. We didn't die like we should have and in return Death wanted revenge. He wanted to punish both us and the rest of the two worlds."
Harry nodded, the things he heard rushed through his brain...confusing him...enlightening him...
Ignotus continued, "So, his new plan saw him falsify rewards for what we did. I was suspicious unlike my brothers. Death wanted us dead so why was he rewarding us for not doing so? For outsmarting him..."
"Though Death didn't have a form?" was all Harry could muster.
"Still, it's easier to refer to it as him. Even now, safe on the Other Side, he thought of it being a force that still sends me insane. I prefer to give it an embodiment." Ignotus shuddered, Harry realised that this was better for his ancestor.
"I understand."
"So, Death asked us for what we wanted and his plan was for that we'd be so selfish and indulge ourselves in the most outrageous of gifts that would be designed to kill us and anyone who took them after us. My brothers fell for this wicked trick and asked for, as you know, the Elder Wand and the Resurrection Stone. The wand saw many wizards kill one another for its supposed immense power, my eldest brother being a victim to it of course. The stone was designed to send its owners insane as it failed to bring back their loved ones completely and made the owner depressed enough to kill themselves. However, with my suspicions intact and Death unaware of those, I asked for his own Cloak of Invisibility. It meant me and my descendants could hide from Death until we were ready to go happily. But me and my brothers had worked out to add some blood magic to all the hallows to work perfectly and show its true power to person with peverell blood only but it required sacrifice which was completed after we died so it is cursed if in others hand but, as I told you hallows was a trick played by death which had loophole if all the hollows were united death would leave the person to die naturally without his interference "
"I understand the Hallows were designed to kill, yes, but I still don't understand about the Master of Death theory. If the Hallows were supposed to kill their owners then why do they have the ability to give someone the ability to overcome death if Death wants everybody to die before their time?" Harry thought he made a good point here but his question didn't leave Ignotus clueless or unsure. Harry did want an answer to such a thing and he was confident Ignotus could give it to him.
"Ah, well the Master of Death isn't exactly what it seems, Harry," Ignotus creased his brow, a look of contemplation entered his expression, "Being Master of Death doesn't give you immortality."
"I didn't expect it either." Harry said as the wave of realisation crashed into him.
"Good, now that all of death's work is done, I want to talk about Peverell Magic"
"Harry nodded at his Grandfather clearly interested in the topic. It is not that you hear of Peverell magic every day. From what he had heard from his grandfather Peverell magic consisted of varying topics from Healing to Battle magic including all the so called light and dark to be short it consisted of all Branches of magic to its fullest extent. Ignotus continued to explain it to Harry. After head finished explaining everything to Harry. They fell silent.
After a few minutes of silence Ignotus talked to Harry.
"I think the time has come my boy for you to return or else your grandfather will bring blood bath in Britain again" Ignotus replied smiling fondly at his descendant
Harry bowed respectfully at his many time grandfather who just smiled at him
"Remember Harry Novissima autem inimica devicta morte erit believe in your friends and of course your love she is perfect for you, you have all your ancestors blessing, make us proud we all will meet you when it's your time which I hope shall be long time from now and remember you will not be given another chance if you fail this time everything will be gone your family your friends everyone and everything this is the only chance you have"
"Thank you...for everything Grandfather and I will not fail you" Harry was really afraid that if he messed up his last chance he would lose everything to his family,friends.
"Goodbye, Harry." Ignotus said with a weak smile and disappeared and in his place a wooden door appeared. Harry started to walk towards the door and as soon as he opened it he felt himself falling down
As soon as Harry opened his eyes he could see all the death eaters surrounding Voldemort. It was his best chance to escape, he turned around and spotted the cup lying around 100 metres away from him and his wand lying next to it he took out his secondary wand, as he levitated the cup and the wand near him but to his dismay that bastard pettigrew saw him and he yelled as
"Look Potter is awake, he is trying to escape" Pettigrew yelled as all the other death eaters turned towards Harry who had just caught the cup and the wand. Soon Harry could see Multiple Killing curse coming his way
"I am sorry grandfather, I have failed you and I have wasted my second chance in life" Harry thought to himself as he pointed his wand forward to a bunch of green spells which were coming his way to kill him for good last time.
Everyone turned towards the screen as Thomas screamed as he saw Harry wake up again as he took his wand out and tried to levitate The cup and wand towards himself.
Lily and Dorea were Happy as their Son, Grandson was alive who cared how he had survived the killing curse. They just wanted him back alive. But all their hopes came dashing down as they saw Pettigrew point it out to his pal's that Harry was alive and everyone froze as they saw multiple killing curse rushing towards Harry and they all were frightened at the scene in front of them, as the killing curse hit Harry it was all black smoke covering Harry and as the smoke vanished there was no single shred of Harry's body, what could they expect as Harry was hit with not one but dozens of killing curses. Charlus slumped down to his chair. He had lost his grandson again and his sorrow knew no bounds as he apparated out to Potter's castle which was soon followed by every Potter and Blacks.
Smith rushed to his team who were in Little hangleton as he ordered them to blast the wards up as the wards were blasted open there multiple cracks as every death eater tried to apparate out but his men did get a bunch of those bastards. Smith rushed towards the place where Harry was lying when he was killed but to his vain there was no single shred of his body. There was nothing but a black spot all over the place and the cup was lying half damaged next to it.
He sighed as he tried to take the fact that Hadrian James Potter was DEAD!
So yeah this is it Harry Potter is dead. I am sorry to disappoint you guys but this is for the future plot. I know it has been two months since I uploaded a chapter, I had lost all the motivation to write this story and at one point I had decided to abandon it or put it on hiatus but your review kept me going to write this story. I have started to write 5th year and I can assure you it is very interesting, you guys will enjoy it. I have to write the 5th year on my own, as it is different than any others so I cant copy paste it and I have to write everything after this part on my own.
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