I haven't seen a story like this yet so I took it upon myself to write one.

"I was wondering when I would see you again." Death smiled, sipping his tea from a rather beautiful cup he had stolen from a Chinese Emperor centuries before. Stood before him was the very confused, and very dead, Antioch Peverell, the first of the trio of men he came across. He was rather impressed with himself, his little trick had worked beautifully. Mostly. He still regretted giving the youngest of the three his cloak but it wasn't too hard to fashion another, he just wouldn't give it away this time.

"Where am I?" Antioch demanded, still rather arrogant. Death supposed he would be too if he had a wand as powerful as this man once had, but then again he was Death and had far more power than any human could hope to possess and he wasn't that arrogant. At least he thought he wasn't.

"You're dead." Death smiled, taking another sip of his tea. "And I suppose that I should tell you that the wand you requested brought upon you your ultimate demise but I'm not that kind of person. I'll just let you know that you can find your oh so proud ancestors through the door to the right." He smiled, noting the defeated look on Antioch's face. "Have a nice day." Death smiled, waving to Antioch as he trudged past Death toward the door he was directed to. It felt rather good to get some form of revenge, though he was a little sad that he hadn't just throttled the man the second he requested the wand but he supposed that in the long run, his decision would prove to be far more valuable.

And so Death sat, greeting the many others who passed through his care, showing them the way to the afterlife, drinking tea and eating tiny pastries, one of his personal favourites. It was when Cadmus appeared before him that his newfound favourite recently deceased people, those who held his hallows, brought some more glee back to what could sometimes be a rather monotonous job.

"Welcome to the doorway to the afterlife." Death greeted with a smile, taking a bite of a rather delicious jam tart. "I do hope you found some use for the stone I bequeathed to you, I was a little worried that it wouldn't be a particularly good gift, that it would just gather dust somewhere in a cupboard for the rest of time."

"Where is she?" He asked, a slightly hollow voice passing through his lips.

"Door to the left, you can't miss her." Death smiled, trying to keep his gloating to a minimum. "I do hope you don't regret your decision. It's a little hard to undo."

Death giggled to himself as Cadmus left his care, pouring himself another cup of tea.

Yes, he decided. It was well worth leaving them alive, it was far too much fun to greet the people who died because of his possessions. An investment well made.

When Ignotus finally reached his end, Death wasn't nearly as smug as he had been when he met the man's older brothers. He had respect for Ignotus, after the many years of waiting and searching. He'd met one of the few who he could call an equal.

"Join me." Death smiled to the man, pouring another cup of tea for his new visitor.

"I suppose I've left you waiting." Ignotus replied, taking the cup in his hands.

"A wait well worth it." Death smiled, taking a sip of his own tea. "I rather enjoyed our game of hide and seek, it was a welcome change to my normal routine."

"You were a worthy adversary." Ignotus smiled, raising his cup in a toast before taking a sip.

"As were you." Death replied, lifting his own cup and bowing his head.

"It's time for me to move on." Ignotus nodded to himself, placing the offered tea back on the table. "I hope my children prove to be as much of a change as I was." He smiled, walking to the door he knew held his family behind.

Death took another sip of his tea, a content smile on his face.