Chapter 1
Helena wakes up in an office. Why is she here? How did she get here? Without warning unwanted memories come back. After the war, her feelings, and emotions that she never dealt with come in a rush. She just kept herself in Grimmauld 13. Everyone moved on with their lives, but she can't keep on. After surviving death, she felt part of her leaves her. No matter what she can't feel full. She had no motivation, no purpose to live, and takes her life in the end. So why is she here? The office looks old but familiar. Is it where people go to sort into afterlives or heaven and hell? Maybe it's true. Her head starts hurting. She should stop thinking. When she looked over the room, her eyes spot a man in dark robes with emerald highlights. He has sharp bones, purple eyes, and dark black hair with crimson red lips. Who is he? Then he looks at her and his eyes glint with guilt and sadness, but it disappears very quickly to happiness. " Young mistress, you here" he spoke in a husky voice. "Who are you?" "I am Death" "So I am still mistress of you?" "Young mistress, you're the only one who is my mistress. No one can replace you. You're chosen by magic and fate." After hearing this she felt warm, maybe it was because she can't be replaced. Maybe it's true. She still can't clarify her feelings and emotions. Suddenly Death hugged her. "Young one, it's okay. You can get it out". She doesn't know why but she felt safe and warm. what surprised her most is she was crying. Even when she lost her friends she never cried this much. After crying she felt better. "Young mistress, what do you decide to do now?" " What do you mean? I will just move to afterlives and meet my parents, right?". Death looked guilty and then said "Well, about that....