I Was Good But Then I Quit
After the war, Harry became the Master of Death, and also very, very pissed off at the world.
For one, Dumbledore manipulated him his entire life.
For two, Dumbledore also manipulated Tom Riddle and created Voldemort all in his manic need to rid the world of dark magic.
Harry tried to live a happy life for a while, but with being stuck at seventeen, he ended up having to watch as his friends and family grew old and died.
After a long time, Harry grew numb, and after many, many years and deaths later, Death made an offer to Harry. If he could change things, would he?
Harry decides that yes, he would. And so, in the year 1941, Hieronymus “Harry” Peverell shows up to start his fourth year at Hogwarts.----------Title comes from the song This Is Love by Air Traffic Controller; I felt it fitting for the type of Harry Potter I'm writing.
Crossposted on ff.
On a short hiatus (NOT DISCONTINUED, NOT ABANDONED) until writer's block goes away and life gives me a f-cking break.