Chapter 4
" Ehh, who are you and where am I? " Harry asks the three Old Ladys with a raised Eyebrow. Standing in absolute silence and getting no answer, he could feel himself slowly becoming anxious. " We were to late it seems " Clotho announces. Her Sisters nodding in agreement. " Now, could you tell me what the Hades is going on and who you are? " Harry getting louder. Knowing that he becomes angrier every passing second, takes a deep breath to calm himself down. 'It would not be wise to piss off possible all powerful Beings in the Afterlife' Harry reminds himself. " Harry James Potter, We the three Sisters of Fate stand before you to give back what is yours " all Three spoke in unison. 'Alright, three old lady speaking at the same time is slightly creepy as hell' Harry thinks to himself. All three Fates begin to chuckle. Atropos opens her Hand holding a golden glowing Ball of Light. The Ball floats right in front of Harry and into his Chest. Harry starts to scream himself nearly to death. With not only the mental overload of being two different People, but also now that Poseidon is really unleashed, his Powers start repairing his Body and reforming it. Panting he start to stand up. Now standing a 6 ft 2, with the Body of a Olympic Swimmer and a slightly stronger jawline Harry asks the Three Fates: " Is it Time? ". " First you have to repeat after us ", "I, Harry James Potter, acknowledge and accept the Title of Master of Death " Harry repeats. In the Moment he accepted the Title burned in his Eyes. The Cloak goes over his Shoulders. The Wand and Stone merge with his Trident. The Trident now pitch black with golden accents. Harry snorts. ' It looks like it would belong to Hades. The three Old Fates now gaze at him with a piercing Stare. " As the Master of Death you are now exempt from the ancient laws. You will have your duty's. Managing the Aspects of Death from the different Pantheons and to make sure the Balance of Death and Life is in order. And as a Boon, for every Titan you kill you can use their Essence to Resurrect a Person. " The say in unison. Harry takes it all in. Smiling " I have to do something first " he turns around dissolving as he walks away. As he's gone, the fates wonder about the future as the greatest Power of the Master of Death is the Power to change Fate.
Somewhere in England
As all of Britain cheers at the Death of the Dark Lord that haunted them for the last decades and mourns the Loss of the Chosen One, a newly made Grandmother takes care of her fussing Grandchild grieving from the Death of her Husband and Daughter.
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Andromeda Tonks makes her way to the Door with a wand up her sleeve not knowing who it could be. Slowly opening the door sch drops her Wand out of shock. " P, Po, Potter, but they said you were dead " She asks him confused after she bids him inside. Harry makes his way to Teddy taking the fussing Child into his arms rocking him instantly calming him down. " Mrs Tonks I don't have long. Do you want a Restart ? A True Restart with Teddy? ". Andromeda loss of Words just stares at him. "How? " she asks him. Instead of giving an answer Harry smiles. And in a flash they were gone.