Hi there everyone! Yes, I'm here again with another novel I wanna preserve. (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

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This story does not belong to me.

As I just said I'm just uploading this here for my own safekeeping.

If it were to be ever taken down for some reason.

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The original work is on Wattpad you all can go and check it out there.

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Please support the original author and not me.

So go and read it on Wattpad.

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I forgive you

by:- @tejashreepinjala

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Oh! and if you already didn't know, I'm also supposed to mention that Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling.

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I don't even know why I even bother to write this when no one reads this except me. (#｀-_ゝ-)

Well just in case someone accidentally stumbled on this. ヾ(￣▽￣)

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Extra tags:

Death

Draco Malfoy

Dumbledore bashing

Ginny bashing

Good Malfoys

Good Snape

Good Weasley Twins

Harry Potter

Hermione bashing

Lord Voldemort

Lucius Malfoy

Luna Lovegood

Master of Death

Molly bashing

Neville Longbottom

Remus Lupin

Ron bashing

Select Weasley bashing

Sirius Black

Snarry

Tomarry

Tom Marvolo Riddle

Tom x Harry x Severus

Wolfstar

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~I just basically listed all the tags under the og novel. :D~

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Main Ships:

Tom Riddle x Harry Potter x Severus Snape

Wolfstar (Sirius Black x Remus Lupin)

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~Look -if someone is even reading this- if you do not like the ship, don't read it.~

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-Harry's POV-

After dropping the resurrection stone on the forest floor, I walked to the destination Voldemort had called me to.

Honestly, I was not scared that I might die tonight. It was my only option to see and meet my parents after sixteen years of not knowing how they were. I am also happy that I would get to meet Sirius after he fell into the veil.

Sirius' death was entirely my fault. If I hadn't rushed to the Department of Mysteries based on that fake vision Voldemort put in my head, he wouldn't have charged there for my rescue. Remus wouldn't have lost his only remaining alive friend.

I could also meet Remus and Tonks. He was a father figure to me, and Tonks was like a sibling to me. I had failed both of them. I know I can't look after Teddy, my sweet little godson.

I could finally meet all the people who have sacrificed themselves for me. This was my war, yet they were all dragged into it. I could finally apologize to every soul that has given itself to me.

When I came back from my thoughts, I had already reached close to the place where most of the death eaters were. I felt glad that I could at the very least save Hagrid's life. He was the first ever person to speak kindly to me. He also took me shopping and was the person to introduce me to the wizarding world.

When Hagrid saw me, he tried to break free and save me, how courageous. If I had had one ounce of that, Voldemort would have become that misty form he was in when he was feeding unicorn blood when I was eleven.

He had tears in his eyes. He knew I had come here to die. I know I won't survive this fiasco. I wrote down a will that would come into effect the second I die.

I knew I was being selfish, but I wrote that everything I had gotten from my parents and Sirius would go to Teddy. Ron might combust in anger, and so might Ginny, but Hermione would understand why I did it. I know Andy would look after him and tell him the tales of his parents and how they were war heroes.

Bellatrix started to cackle like the mad woman she was. She definitely had her mind destroyed due to her stay in Azkaban, or she might have already been like that due to the black madness.

Voldemort had a very sinister smile planted on his face when his eyes landed on me. He gloated, "The boy who lived has finally come to die."

I could hear Hagrid screaming at me to run away, but I didn't. I knew dying was my only option. I know now that for Voldemort to die, I had to die. The piece of him in me had to die.

So when Voldemort lifted his arm and pointed his wand at me and shouted, "Avada Kedavra," and the green light hit me in the chest, I welcomed that light. I knew with this death of mine, Voldemort would become a mortal again after Nagini's death, and anyone could kill him. I know Neville could do it. He might seem cowardly, but that man would be the right person to do the job when it counts.

When the curse hit me, my mind went blank, and I could see nothing. But before I blanked out, I heard Voldemort screaming in agony. His soul in me was finally destroyed. I mentally smirked when only Nagini was left to kill.

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-Harry's POV-

When I felt myself coming into the world of consciousness, I figured I was not in the forest. I was not picking up the earthly smell of the forest, and neither was the place I was lying on hard like the forest floor. It was soft like silk.

Someone either got me here, or I'm imagining all of this. Since I was slowly coming to consciousness, my brain wouldn't have enough strength for such high imagination for it to be felt.

I groaned and slowly tried to open my eyes. They were closed shut and were not opening. It was as if an extra powerful being was present with me and kept my eyes closed.

When I could completely grasp the situation, I could feel someone's eyes on me. I jolted up while simultaneously opening my eyes. I crawled back to the head of the bed (Yes, I was laid on the bed with silk sheets) folded my knees to my chest, and frantically looked around.

I got to know that I was placed in a room on the bed of a person. They were kind enough not to take advantage of me, not that anyone would have an interest in a skinny boy like me.

As if that person was reading my mind, they said, "Please don't worry, my master. I shall never do such a thing." And chuckled.

It took a while to understand and process since the person's voice was androgynous and had an echo. When it finally did, I realized that the person just called me master.

"M...Master?" I asked. My voice had been uncertain and was shaking.

The person in front of me, who had moved from the corner to the foot of the bed, chuckled and said, "Yes. You are my master. You were the last person to possess and master all the three hallows."

"Th...then the story is true. You gave the Peverell brothers those three artefacts." I stammered out.

The person nodded.

Then it hit me like a train, I was speaking to death, 'The Death'.

Death, as if reading my mind, smiled at me and said, "Yes master, I am Death."

I didn't know what to say, so I decided to stay quiet.

Death stayed quiet as well. It was a little uncomfortable for me, so I was shifting my position.

Death chuckled, looked at me, and said, "What do you want to do now master?"

"What do you mean by that? Why would I need to know what I want to do now? Aren't I dead yet?" I asked. I was confused. I know I died. What does he mean when he asked what I wanted to do?

Death gave a smile laugh. He said while smiling, "You are not technically dead yet master. But if you choose to die, then you will be dead. We are in the in-between right now."

"What do you mean if I choose to die, then I'd die?" I asked, clearly perplexed.

Death looked at me seriously. His smile was gone. I figured he'd give me bad news, and that's exactly what he did. He said, "Master, you, as the Master of Death, can choose to die or live. It is completely your choice, but please do listen to the options." When I nodded, he continued, "You have a few options, my master. One, you can go back to the exact second after the curse hit you. Two, you can go back to the time when you got your Hogwarts letter. Third, you can go to any time while you were alive before you got your letter. Fourth, you can stay here and help me rule my world as my master. But let me tell you this, you can't change the deaths of James and Lily Potter. Their death is inevitable." He paused as to let the new knowledge sink in me. When I nodded again he continued.

"If you were to choose the third option, you need to get to know the manipulations you have been under. I nearly destroyed the plane when I got to know about those people. So my master, what do you want to do?"

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