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Laughter of Insanity 2

Azkaban, a place that reeks of death and decay, it is a place where the strongest of men will be destroyed; it is a place that sucked all life from its inhabitants. This place was home to a man who was looked up to as a hero; he was the man they turned to when all hope was lost and yet now he sits in prison dreaming only for a quick death, that man is Harry Potter and today was the day his dreams came true.

Nymphadora Tonks walked through the dark dreadful corridors of Azkaban, she looked into each cell and saw all the inmates sleeping or just staring at the wall blankly, she hated it here. As she neared the end of the corridor she tensed up and waited for the laughter that haunted her dreams for many years. But it never came. She quickened her pace and reached the end and turned left into the forbidden corridor and saw the dementor standing outside his cell. She used her special aurors medallion to stop its effects on her and forced it to move. She opened the cell door with trepidation and saw a sight that made her both happy and incredibly sad. Harry Potter was dead; he was lying down on his bed with his eyes closed and his body stiff as a board. She was happy that finally he had found peace and would now be with his love but was also sad at the way he his life went.

The next day Harry Potter was laid to rest. With special permission from the minister Nymphadora had him buried next to his love and his parents in Godrics Hallow. As she stood there with her family watching the casket being lowered into the ground she realized that finally he was resting, she took a handful of soil and tossed it alongside the many flowers on the coffin. As she walked away from the cemetery she took one look back and wished Harry well in his next great adventure.

Harry Potter felt, for the first time in a long time he felt. He did not feel the presence of the dementor nor the felling of hopelessness that Azkaban somehow produced, no he felt free. He opened his eyes slowly and found that he was in an empty room that was filled with light. He looked at his body and found that he was naked but what was odd was that there were no scars at all. He shrugged it off and thought about clothes remembering the last time he was here. A black robe appeared and he put it on thinking that now he was really dead what was going to happen now. Suddenly a doorway appeared with a sign saying 'Dead people enter here' he strode forward and entered the door and saw he was now in an office of some kind. He saw it was empty with the exception of a woman sitting behind a large desk typing away on a computer. He walked towards her rather lost, she noticed him and asked for his name and then pointed him to another door that suddenly just appeared. He opened the door and went into the room.

At first he saw a rather luxurious room with a thick carpet, the walls covered with what looked like expensive paintings and furniture that looked rather exquisite. But then suddenly he was being squeezed to death by something with bushy brown hair. He started to panic then realized that he was already dead so he could not really be squeezed to death so he hugged the person back. After a while he pulled back and saw the face of the one he loved, Hermione Granger. She looked at him properly before jumping on him and snogging him like there was no tomorrow.

A loud cough interrupted them and they broke apart to see who it was. They turned around and saw a rather beautiful woman sitting on the desk. She had blond hair that hung to her shoulder, deep blue eyes that appeared to look into your soul and she was wearing form fitting blood red robes that showed of her assets. She had a smug look on her face as she said "hmm I put you in a room together for a few seconds and you almost start shagging."

"Umm who are you? Where are we?" Asked Hermione surprisingly not embarrassed about what the lady just said.

"My name is Sasha or if you wish can also call me Death. To answer your other question we are in my office. I have brought you two here because Mr. Potter has died. Now you see both of you were not supposed to die when you died. Albus Dumbledore fucked around with fate and made a deal with some demons, thus fucking up the whole time line."

Both Harry and Hermione were not that shocked at what they had heard as they had found out about Dumbledore's manipulations when they were alive but they did not know about the demon dealing.

"So you see we are at a quandary at what to do. What we have come up with is to send you two back in time but we are going to tweak the time line somewhat. You Harry will have your parents back and will be staying near to Hermione. You Hermione will have your small sister back as it was her death that caused you to withdraw into yourself and sink yourself into books. Now the night you stopped Voldemort will be the same obviously as we can't change the time line that much your parents will just be stunned instead of being killed. Also as you know the Weasley's cannot be trusted along with Albus. Surprisingly enough Snape can be trusted and only treated you badly because he took an oath to Dumbledore."

"At what time would we go back? I mean I would not like to go back as a baby and being breast fed by my mother again, that would be just plain weird." Said Hermione.

Sasha giggled at what she said and thought about it before coming up with a solution "if that's the case then we can send you back when you are slightly older, say when you are 9 or 10 years old."

Both of them talked quietly about it and made their decision "Ok we will do it."

"Very well you will be sent back in time to when you are of the age of 9. You will gain the memories of those 9 years of course. Now you may only tell those you trust completely about what happened in your past life and no one else. You will regain all of your knowledge and a bit of your power as we do not want people asking wrong questions. One last thing when you are in this place your minds are at ease but if we send you back to earth then you will probably lose your minds at what happened to you at the Weasley's so we are going to have to change your memory a bit. Is all that clear?"

They both nodded in acceptance. Sasha then went to one of the walls and pushed a few buttons. The wall opened up to reveal a swirling white mist. Sasha motioned for them to enter it and with their Gryffindor courage they both jumped in knowing that they now had the ability to make a better future for themselves.

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Also if anyone wants to use this as a beginning to their story you are most welcome to do so.