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Fate Falls	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Meechypo - Thank you for the review! In Severus' defense, he did not know it would be a point of travel. He had resisted the pull and pain from it before, He had assumed he could do so again. Just another way he was outsmarted by a fellow Slytherin. Plus, we had to find a new way to draw Sirius to the ministry... to easy just to tell him not to go. :D
Starr - Thank you for the review! I am sooo happy you liked the bonding. I worked so hard to make it perfect, just beautiful enough to show how much Severus loves, but without compromising his character. WHY? Because Voldemort is evil... Your answers await in this chapter.
djaddict - Thank you for your review! I really struggled with that part, and how to have Severus make motions that would truly show him stepping out there, but still being Severus. Yes, my muse is evil... Be thankful... this next chapter was supposed to be two, but somehow, it fell into one... No worries, but I do anxiously await your review... AND you need to vote on what you could like to see me do next (hint, I am avidly working on two... But any hints, could direct me in another direction. One is so completely out of character, but I hope it strikes the funny bone while still balanced with good story writing...)
I hope you all love this chapter. It has been a year in the making... Oh and visit previous chapters to vote on which prompts you would like to see next.
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Chapter 38 - A Meeting with Death
Harry was reading a particularly interesting book on the properties of volatile ingredients used in healing potions, when he was suddenly struck with a wave of fear and anguish. Another wave of glee hit him from deep inside his dark link. He stood and knew that their timetable had been moved up. The tingle down his spine had him sit abruptly as Lucius activated his coin.
"Gather everyone, we will be retrieving the prophecy today." Voldemort stated.
"Yes, my Lord" Lucius placated.
"We have a spy and traitor in our midst, and today everyone will know not to cross me. He will draw out Harry's remaining family... Make no mistake. Severus Snape and Sirius Black will die tonight, and Harry will watch it all." Voldemort said as screams filled his ears. "Ahh, Bella, I need him alive for now. Pain, but not death."
"Of course, My Lord." a sickly sweet voice sounded.
"Go..." Voldemort shouted.
The link was cut off, and Harry was breathing rapidly. He cast his patronus twice.
"Albus, the Order needs to get to the ministry quickly." His first lion leapt away.
He turned to the second lion, "Hermione, Ron, Neville, Luna, and Ginny meet me at the edge of the forbidden forest. Now!" Harry spoke.
Draco entered the room looking like ash.
"I'm coming with you." Draco stated leaving no room for argument.
"Then hang on." Harry stated extending his arm, which Draco took and they apparated towards the forest. There was no time for regrets, no time for feeling, just time to act.
Harry had to wait only moments. The rest of the students came running from the school. Harry nodded to them all. He knew could apparate them, but memories from the vision came crashing down, allowing him to know that he had to take the same route as before. He eyed the forest and felt the pulse of magic from within delivering him the information he needed.
"The time is now. We need to get to the ministry." Harry stated.
"How are we going to get there?" Hermione asked.
"Thestrals." Luna stated in her soft voice.
"Yes, they are just a bit beyond the trees in a clearing." Harry informed them.
Hermione was shaken just a bit, but she set her jaw and moved with the rest. Many in their group stood transfixed looking at the clearing, staring at the blank space where Harry was placing a gentle hand on something unseen. Even in this moment, the enormity of what they were about to do weighed heavy on each of them. Harry felt the heartbeat from within the gentle animal. He let that heartbeat flow into him, and he let his own magic funnel the magic and pressed his will hard. The blank spot became a crowded herd in front of Ginny, Ron and Hermione. This allowed them to see the beast a bit, at least to mount the creatures. Harry could not hold the image forever, but it would be enough.
Harry mounted his Thestral and let his hand fall for Draco to capture. He pulled his bonded up behind him. He watched as each took their own beast save for Ron and Hermione who shared it since Hermione hated to fly. Luna had helped each onto a Thestral that could not see it as the images fluctuated, but they could feel it and held on. Neville and Hermione seemed to have the hardest time, they were not good flyers, and Hermione could not really see what she was sitting on. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Ron and just breathed.
They took off as Deja vu clutched at Harry's heart. His mind drifted to his godfather. He knew the man would search out Severus, and if Voldemort had any say, Sirius was already on his way.
Harry landed his Thestral just outside a Ministry entry point for Aurors. They gathered in a tight group around Harry. Everyone looked at him with a strange expression. They stood looking at a brick wall that went up the ten story building. Ron just looked at the wall and then back at Harry.
“Ginny, you are the best at blasting curses, use your strength here to make sure we always have a clear path no matter where we are going." Harry instructed her, "Hermione, your intricate transfiguration technique will help if we need to make something big to throw at death eaters, and trust me, they will not be expecting that. Ron, just go with your gut. If we get separated, go through all the rooms until you find a door with a golden x on the handle. Be careful when opening it, as that will send you straight down into the death chamber where we are to group up, so you will need cushioning charms. Neville, when you find yourself in the time turner room, destroy all of them. Luna, watch Neville's back and keep him focused." They nodded back at him. He turned his eyes on Draco. "Remember your training, remember what I told you about me. Have faith, and let go with your power, there is more in you than you even know."
With those last words he kissed Draco firmly before stepping to the left and entering the Auror entrance. Ron gapped and followed, seeing that the entrance was just an optical illusion of a brick entrance that looked like it was a solid wall, but it was a small entrance sunk in between two brick walls. They each followed closely behind Harry.
Harry lit his wand so that the passageway was not too dark. He knew this entrance would take them directly to the floor just above the Department of Mysteries. The training room for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was just ahead on the left, and the interdepartmental lifts were to the right.
He turned towards the lifts as the hallway narrowed and spoke the universal Auror password and completed the intricate wand movements to enter the lifts. The password was one that was given to each Auror upon the completion of their training. It was never changed as it held with it a hex against misuse. If used by an untrained Auror, the lift would not open, if used by a trained Auror for a negative intent, the alarms would go off and they would have a severe case of boils in areas that would not allow them to walk. Harry sighed as the lift opened recognizing his intent, training and power. They entered the small lift, barely squeezing Luna inside. Harry traced the pattern for the Department of Mysteries onto the flat gold plated panel. Sardines had more movement than they did as the lift lurched and brought them closer to their goal.
They entered the circular entry to the testing rooms in the Department of Mysteries. The glossy stones shone under their lumos charms as Harry moved forward. The eeriness of the place gripped him. In days past he had been haunted with nightmares from Voldemort with this place, and now he had other memories that supplanted those from his many Auror years. He could see the faces of people he had worked with shining back at him. He could also see the sneers and glares of the wizards he had arrested and interrogated in the rooms on the other side of many of these doors. Research successes and failures flooded his mind as he saw certain doors, he would try to remember the more beneficial things for later. For now though, he had to suppress the barrage of memories and visions, he had to focus on his goal.
He tried to reign in the swirling memories and visions as he continued down the hallway. He placed his hand on one door and spoke, “The prophecy first, I must get it. Remember what I told you… Neville you are up, I have to run fast, but you have some time.”
Harry already felt the pull on him as they entered the time room. The ticking in his head was louder than ever, and it was like each time turner was calling for him to touch it… It was compulsive and Harry felt pulled to one golden chain hanging delicately off a small rod. His hand reached to touch it, when it was blasted away and he refocused his will and ran towards the door at the end of the hall, he needed to reach it, and focus on it alone.
Neville was sending blasting curses everywhere and targeted one that Harry looked like he would touch. He felt the push to destroy it before Harry could place a finger on it. He watched a the golden object blast away from Harry’s seeking fingers and he sent another spell to make it explode, smiling as Harry was free of whatever was gripping him.
“Go!” he shouted to the others, and pushed them to run after Harry as fast as they could. He was casting multiple severing hexes, blasting hexes, and a few smaller fire charms to ensure the destruction of each time turner in the room. He barely made it out of the door before he was consumed by his own fire. It was Luna that pulled him away from the door and slammed it shut. Pride welled up inside him.
“Well done Neville, one more task to go.” Luna said dreamily. Neville just looked at her with a bit of confusion, since that was the only task Harry had given him.
Harry stared up at the towering shelves of prophecies. He remembered exactly what shelf, and walked slowly. “Keep watch, Death Eaters will be here soon. Do not kill unless you have to.” Harry instructed. His hand trembled once again as he reached to let his large hand curl around the swirling orb. His senses were tense and on alert, and he turned to shoot a stinging hex at Dolohov, who had appeared to their right from another set of shelves. Death Eaters started to swarm them. Harry and his group backed up, back to back, each keeping their wands pointed. Harry let his senses flare out, trying to predict what may happen next so they could be prepared.
“Keep calm, use your training, but keep calm.” Harry whispered to the group that he had at his back. He waited until they were surrounded. Lucius sneered at Harry as he approached.
“Hand over the prophecy, Harry.” Lucius called out, "It holds the answers to your scar... Don't you want to know?" The blond moved towards them as if to take it. Harry stepped back just a bit.
"You and Voldemort will never have this." Harry yelled back, bringing petulance to the front of his face.
A sickly sweet voice that could only be Bellatrix called out, "Really, little baby Potter, you are outnumbered... hand it over." Her eyes met those of Draco, but she did not seem to recognize the man. "Pretty boy... join us, the Dark Lord can give you everything Potter and the old man cannot. Surely you like power..."
Draco stared at his aunt, his face serene. He was surprised that she did not know him, he was sure that he would be targeted because he was bonded to Harry. But this was to his advantage if no one but his father recognized him. Thankfully his father was good at hiding the recognition as well.
He chose not to sneer, or smile even, he just pressed his lips together as if assessing the woman. "Your insanity is something that is distasteful to me." He spoke with a clear voice, tapping into a power he had not really known was inside of him. The clarity that he could stand beside his love and be equal washed over him. He looked over at Harry and nodded.
“NOW Ginny!” Harry called, clearly startling the other Death Eaters, as Ginny sent off a powerful blasting curse that sent two death eaters to the other end of the hall, and they began running with Death eaters in pursuit.
Harry tried his best to keep his magic contained, sending non-lethal spells in various directions, he did not want to tip their hand just yet. His friends seemed to follow his lead as they ran down the hall. One of Ginny’s curses sent the hall of prophecy into the domino crash Harry remembered and He cast quickly to open the door at the end of the hall. They found themselves back in the rotating entrance chamber. Harry grasped at one door, and they opened it and fell into the brain room. Hermione gagged as they pushed passed the objects suspended in liquid. A hex came from behind them and hit Neville in the face, his eyes started to swell shut.
"Reparifor" Luna muttered sending the charm behind her as they ran further down the chamber.
Ron turned around and levitated several brains to toss back at the Death Eaters. As he sent them swirling, Hermione hit each one with an engorgement charm. Boulder sized brains slammed into a death eater, who grunted and gagged. Another hit Rodolphus Lestrange with a sickening squick and thud. The third one missed as Bella dodged it. Ginny was struck by a red curse that caused her to stumble and a sickening crack of bone was heard. Luna ran to her and cast a strong shield as she bent over and braced the foot, casting the Ferula charm and binding it. Ginny grimaced but stood, pulling out a potion from inside her robes and downed it.
Hermione and Ron stumbled into a dark room filled with swirling planets and they started floating.
Walden McNair and Avery burst into the room completely off balance. Hermione pointed at one of the floating planets, "Reducio" and it shrunk and landed in her hands, she threw it with as much force as she could, while Ron waited as it got closer to McNair, it looked like the Death Eater was going to catch it. Ron cast two spells back to back "Engorgio, Bombarta!" The planet grew rapidly and exploded on contact with McNair's hands blasting the Death Eater to the far end of the room, with smoke billowing off his robes. Avery had dodged the blast and sent a cutting curse, which Hermione countered giving them enough time to reach the door that led them back to the rotating Entrance Chamber. They tumbled out on top of each other, and opened the next unlocked door only to find themselves in the shattered hall of prophecy once again. They blasted the bits out of the way to clear a path to another door and ended up nearly colliding with Harry, Luna, Draco, Neville and Ginny. They ran towards a door, noting the handle and the golden x scratched beside it and opened it. The rest in their party were right behind them.
“We will fall, prepare as you enter the door.” Harry shouted as he jumped through the door, and saw the death chamber below, he cast a few cushioning charms ahead of them and they landed on their feet.
“Brace yourself. The Order will be here shortly.” Harry stated, and they all stood close together, back to back just below the dais. Harry watched the black smoke descend and traced it with his wand as one death eater got close to Neville, and he sent a stun towards it and the man rolled off to the side. He turned quickly to his left only to send another blast toward Bella as she tried to take off with Ginny. Draco was casting as well, his eyes trained on all the other Death Eaters that were flooding the room. Each of their small party was battling at least two or three death eaters at a time. The colors from the spells were like a rainbow. Harry closed his eye for just a brief moment then gasped as he saw the magic swirling around them. He grabbed at a string of magic that flowed past him and pulled, knocking Bella off balance.
Bella screamed her rage, but then laughed as one large death eater floated down towards the dais near the veil. Mr. Nott was standing there holding Severus Snape. Harry took in the appearance, but showed no emotion. He held a hand to hold a cease fire for a moment. All was quiet and if anyone could see, they would know that Harry's magic seethed around him, roiled and coiled and ready to spring like a stalking panther.
Bella and Lucius landed next to Severus. Severus was breathing raggedly, his face was beaten, and bleeding. The rather large nose looked like it had been broken at least twice, and dried blood gave way to congealed blood massing under it. Both his hands had been shattered from the looks of it, and a leg was broken. Harry was sure the internal injuries were worse. He would have to create a diversion. He sent his bonded a look, indicating Severus. There was an imperceptible nod and a feeling of comfort that came across their bond.
“The spy has been punished, and if you do not wish to see him die, wee baby Potter, then turn over the prophecy now.” Bella crooned.
A cry of pure rage sounded around the room capturing the attention of everyone. A red spell left the wand of Sirius Black, towards Bella. His grey eyes landed on his husband, broken and way too close to the death veil. He could only feel his raging hatred for these people who dared touch the man he loved. He would take them all to the depths of hell with him and never look back. He needed blood, craved to see it spilt at the foot of his husband.
“Cousin wants to play…” She said with a cackle. Harry joined Sirius and they squared off against Bella and Lucius who were soon joined by both of the Lestrange brothers. A yellow jet of magic streamed towards Harry from Lucius, and he held out the prophecy letting the spell blast it. Bella screamed in anger. The Order members started arriving than, their white trails entwining with the black of the death eaters. They faced off against the other death eaters in the room. Sirius and Harry started casting, and Harry was casting two spells at a time, one wandlessly and the other with his wand. He was using wandless magic to subvert anything sent towards Lucius, as Sirius seemed to be blinded by his pain. Bella took off after another Order member pursued her. Harry watched closely out of the side of his eye and saw when she cast… He backed up to aim his wand and whispered “tuverna” and watched as Sirius’s raged eyes were caught off guard as he was blasted backwards and into the veil it seemed. Harry screamed as was needed, and cast another towards Lucius sending the man into the veil as well. He turned and nodded to Draco as he took off after Bella, letting his anger show outwardly.
Draco turned quickly and cast an undetectable binding on Dolohov who was close to his Godfather and turned to cast the ‘tuverna” charm on Severus, and took off towards where Harry had disappeared. "Ginny, Blast the veil!" Draco shouted as he turned towards the exit. He barely registered the blast behind him.
Harry knew everything hinged on getting things right. He followed the sound of Bella’s taunting. When they burst into the atrium, he cast the Cruciatus, but dialed it down to almost nothing in his power for fear too much of his hand would be shown. He silently cast wards against escape on the floos. He felt the brush of power and knew it was time. He turned to face Voldemort, paying no attention to the woman who was laughing hysterically behind him.
“Potter, you have to mean it. Where did all that power go?” Voldemort’s voice was soft, trying to be seductive. Harry waited, and then Albus appeared and Harry smiled, Voldemort just stared at the man before him.
“Expelliarmus!” Harry yelled, and rolled as he ducked the pain curse that Voldemort sent in his direction. His arm swung out thrusting a shield between his body and the spell that Bella cast towards him. His move had startled Dumbledore as the man's wand was jerked out of his hands. Shields were forming around Harry as he reached to capture the wand. The shield included Voldemort, and Harry stood then, letting his Augur power seal them together under a shield so powerful, no one could enter or leave until Harry himself let it down. Even in his death it would not shatter or fall.
Albus stared stunned at Harry’s actions, it wasn’t until a knowing glance was cast his way did he finally understand. Harry knew about the wand, he had his cloak, and the ring. Total understanding dawned in that moment, Harry truly was the Chosen One.
Sirius was seething, as he lay on a bed in the Infirmary of Hogwarts, where he was unceremoniously tossed, by merlin knows what spell. The crazy witch that resided here, had bound him to one of the beds. She silenced him after he screamed at her to release him. He was sure there had been threats laced in with many other nasty words. He needed to get free and get to Severus. Everything inside of him screamed to be free, to be near his husband.
Another flash and Lucius Malfoy stood in the infirmary. He was dazed and did not understand where he was, until his eyes landed on a struggling Sirius Black on a thin hospital bed. He sighed and went to sit on the bed next to the other man. He only received several glares, before the man went back to try and fight whatever was binding him. He was anxious to know if Draco had made it out, or if Harry had won. He would just have to wait and be patient. There had to have been a reason Harry had sent them here.
Poppy had bustled in to look over Lucius, and was turning when another pop sounded and Severus was groaning in pain on the floor. She rushed over and Lucius helped her get the man on the bed by Sirius. The medi-witch started casting diagnostics.
“I will need the Skele-gro potion, a blood replenisher, a pain potion, and two of the red potions on the far left of the cabinet in my office Lucius.” She stated.
She did not pay Lucius any mind as she started to categorize the list of injuries that needed tended to. When Lucius was back, she put her hand out, “Pain potion.”
Once in her hand, she tipped it into the mouth of Severus. She then moved on to splinting and wrapping the broken leg, she cast a few healing charms on the hands. Each one should remove the bone fragments to allow new ones to regrow properly. She then administered the bone growing potion to expand on what she had done, then a spell to fix the internal injuries, she had to point in the right location for each organ to ensure it was healed. She then moved on to the blood replenisher and then the two vials of sleeping drafts laced with nutrients. She gave a smug smile as Severus eyed her, too weak to fight it now. She had been trying to get Severus to put on a bit of meat since he started working there, but refused all her pushes… Now she had him at her mercy. Sirius just watched anxiously. He gritted his teeth waiting for the old bitty to finish. When Severus fell into a slumber, he could hold it in no more.
“Well?” he tried to clamp down on the profanities.
“He will be fine. Everything is healing, now he just needs rest.” She turned to glare at Sirius. “Can I let you up now? Or will you try to attack me again?”
Sirius stared at the woman, “Let me up please, I’m sorry… I just wanted to get back to him.”
She nodded and released his bonds. He stood up, flexed, and enlarged Severus’ bed and crawled in next to him and just settled against the other man’s back.
She left them like that, smiling to herself.
Bella screamed when she could not escape… Only to be stunned by a tall dark haired boy.
“You will pay for what you did to my parents.” Neville called to her. His voice full of calm anger.
She nearly danced in glee, she would tear apart this little boy. She turned as if to put her back to the boy and twisted her arm and funneled all her power into her incantation, “Cruccio!”
Neville did not flinch, he was quick and screamed “SONABONA!” He let go of all the pain from his parent’s separation that he felt, and all the love he had for them. The pink light engulfed Bella’s spell and as soon as the spell encapsulated her she started screaming, and writhing. The spell was eating into her mind, and she fell completely consumed by the counter charm.
Draco stood to the side and watched as his husband stood alone with the man from his nightmares. He could not reach out for him.
Voldemort raised his wand, “You will die tonight and your power will be mine.”
The snake faced man grinned, before calling out “Avada Kedavra!”
Draco screamed, Harry raised his arms in complete acceptance, Dumbledore flinched, and Voldemort writhed in pain as the spell hit Harry. They both passed completely out.
Draco stood, his hands out to touch the sphere, as tears fell. In that moment he felt empty, lost and broken. His eyes met the ice blue of the man who was walking with a slow pace towards them. Draco was still as he watched Death, until just before Death reached the shield. Something inside Draco's belly shifted, and time seemed to stop for him. Death stopped his walk to look at the man he had blessed, and smiled. Draco's tears continued to fall even as his hand fluttered down to meet the movements, all consuming grief and hope cascaded over him in that moment. He finally let out his pain in a scream as Death entered to touch Harry.
Death walked, this meeting was ages in the making. He paused briefly, to snap his fingers and gather the soul of the now limp woman on the floor. The pink charm dissipated. He looked over at Draco, his eyes as cold as ice, would have melted for the pain there if he were any other being. He stopped for just a moment, he heard it, a sound that only he would hear. New life. He looked at Draco for just a moment to smile, it was not a sweet smile, and it was one of reassurance as best as he could, he was Death after all. He had a job to do, so he turned, and ignored the scream from his blessed son, as he entered the shield and touched Harry's scar.
Harry waited in that white place, he had let the details form more quickly now that he understood. Instead of Kings cross this time, it was forming into the great Hall at Hogwarts. He met Death there, at a table like an old friend. He knew Death was not a friend, but then again neither was he an enemy. The balance that Death brought transcended mere feelings and human existence.
So as he looked upon Death, he smiled. The polished silver eyes were set in the stare Harry had grown accustomed to. Those eyes were set under dark lashes that were dark against pale skin. The beauty was rivaled only by Gaia and her unique beauty. Harry understood why people died, because Death was so beautiful, that leaving your body to follow him was unstoppable, and just a single kiss would seem like heaven. But Harry was not here to die. Harry was here to bargain.
"So here we are. So rare do I meet with a man who is unphased by me, as you are." Death spoke, his voice pure seduction.
"I will get two unbreakable promises from you, before we start the bargain for which you have been waiting ages for." Harry stated.
"I am listening." Death replied.
"The first unbreakable promise, I require as master of Death, is that Draco and I greet you after we have lived out our full lives, and that we will do so together, with no pain." Harry stated.
Death nodded, he expected this. Time was of no consequence, and he knew what he would agree to before Harry even asked.
"The second unbreakable promise, I require as master of Death, is that the same be provided for Severus and Sirius as well." Harry asked.
Death nodded to that as well. Two souls were never more interesting than theirs to watch, the ebb and flow of darkness that should be unbalanced but yet they were perfect.
Death stood in that moment, "I require the use of the cloak in order to fulfil the first promise."
Harry pulled the shiny material from his pocket.
"Agree to return here once you are done and you will be rewarded with a bargain you cannot resist." Harry said as he placed the cloak in Death's hand.
Death smiled at Harry then. Slid the cloak over his shoulders and disappeared.
Death moved unseen through the streets, careful not to touch anyone or anything. People moved, as if the darkness had yet to take their smiles from them. Money changed hands and loud laughter could be heard. He saw his target standing near the door to a large shop. His eyes landed on Gaia several stores down. He had to hurry. He pushed and pulled on their link, as Gaia was bent over sending her blessing to her son in the womb of the auburn woman, Death placed his pale hand unseen on the tall elegant woman. The woman stilled, shivering as if from a draft of cool air.
Death knelt then, and kissed the slight bulge that shown through the woman's robes, and sent his blessing into the forming babe, and then walked over to the woman Gaia had left and let his own magic settle into the womb of the auburn woman. He drew a small part of Gaia's magic from the womb and sent it to the womb of the tall elegant woman.
"Blessing to you who are connected at birth." Each woman shivered in unison but completely oblivious to one another.
Death walked away and into the Great Hall where Harry waited.
"It is done." He stated, handing the cloak reluctantly back to Harry.
Harry pulled the elder wand from his sleeve and extended it to death.
"The wand for a boon." Harry offered.
"Name your price, Earthson." Death said, licking his lips at the possibility of having his hallows returned.
“The life of Mrs. Zabini." Harry stated.
Death reached into his cloak, pulled a small silvery wisp from his ever flowing cloak, he kissed it and then opened his mouth. Instead of the icy wind of Death, a warm breeze flowed out and the wisp danced in the air before disappearing as if it had never been.
"Granted." Death sighed as he held out his hand, and the wand seemed to melt into his hand as it was placed there.
Harry pulled out the ring. The dark stone was one that was a compulsion to own for both himself and for Albus. The draw to see your loved ones beyond the grave was something he begged for, but it was not the way to live. Living life forward instead of in the past. Harry's eyes locked with Death's.
"The stone for a boon." Harry offered.
"Name your price, Earthson." Death intoned the formality once more.
"The power to reverse time for the physical forms of Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald." Harry was not sure the request could be granted.
Death stood, walked around the table and stood behind Harry. He pressed his two icy hands to either side of Harry's head. Gently he tilted Harry's head back and lowered his head. Harry's mouth fell open at the tilted angle, and he was shaking from the power in the touch, it was coursing through him, ice in his veins. Death's mouth was a breath away from Harry's, and he closed his eyes as he let the power of the moon flood him, and gentled it for Harry. To hold the breath of the moon was death to a mere mortal if not tempered. A chill of arctic frost slowly descended. To look at them, they looked like lovers about to drink souls. Harry's lips were blue from the cold, his mind had to readjust to the new feeling of power. Slender fingers stroked his head softly as Death let go and stepped back. Long flowing silver hair flowed like silk behind the man as he sat back down in front of Harry.
Harry blinked for a moment then placed the ring into Death's palm. The ring clattered to the table, stone gone.
Harry looked up at Death, "It is time I return."
Death gave the man a grim look, "It is. Value love above all else."
Harry nodded and stood, leaving Death to collect the sliver of a soul lying under the table. Harry pushed open the doors to the Great Hall and stepped out.
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