Prolog
The world was dying. The magic was leaving, giving up on this meaningless war. The war waged by the Muggles had begun. Their jealousy and ignorance caused this. They started new Witch Hunts, killing all creations Lady Magic graciously gifted them.
There was only one remaining in this world - Lady Magic and Lord Death's beloved daughter. They held onto this world for her, because she still lived. However, her life was running short.
With her death this world will come to its end. Muggles will realise what have they done and they will pay dearly.
However, Lady Magic and Lord Death won't let that happen. In their eyes, their daughter deserves to have a happy life, and they will ensure she will have one.
In her hideout, a woman was doing the Samhain ritual. She was kneeling infront of an altar, where a plate of bread and dried fruits and a glass of wine laid. It was her last rations, but she didn't mind giving it to her dead friends. The book infront of her was her journal, and it contained pictures and basic information on all her friends and allies that had fought alongside her.
She cast Incendio and burned her offering; while it burned, she whispered messages and prayers into the flames.
She felt phantom hands of man cupping her face and a forehead pressed against hers.
"Father Death," she whispered.
A woman's arms encircled her in a protective embrace, and lips kissed her temple.
"Mother Magic," she whispered, a smile forming on her lips. "Have my friends found their happiness in their next lives?"
The man's hands let go of her face and squeezed her hands tightly.
"And my family?" Another squeeze.
"It's my time, isn't it?" The hug tightened as the hands squeezed again.
"Do not worry. I knew it would come soon. They poisoned me. Mother, Father they have poisoned me with their nuclear weapons. My body cannot fight it any longer."
She now felt the second pair of arms hugging her; she could hold it no longer and began to cry.
This is her end. This is end of one Harley Lilith Potter, The-Girl-Who-Live, The Chosen One, and more ridiculous titles. Fifty years ago it all started when she survived the Killing curse and now it will end.
She has never feared death, but she can't hold her emotions any longer. She hasn't cried since Cedric's death, and now they all come crashing down. All the hurt, sorrow, anger, happiness, dread, hope - every emotion comes out in the form of tears.
She clung to the ghostly outlines of the only parents she had ever known and cried her heart out.
She didn't stop even when she felt someone entering her wards. Muggles had found her, but it would be for nothing. She would be dead before they will destroy all her wards and traps.
She began to laugh. They will suffer once she's gone. Every deity is mad at them. They used magic to create this world and they are aiming to destroy it.
On October 31st 2031 Harley Lilith Potter has died at age 51 and her original world has turned to hell before it was ultimately destroyed.
In another world Harriet Jade Potter was born with her twin brother Charles James Potter to James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evens on 31st July 1980.