Chapter 53: What are you doing here... Death?!

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"I must look pathetic now. Loading my shite on you and feeling sorry for myself." she mumbled tearfully. Henry smiled in melancholy at her and caressed her face and placed a kiss on her cheek. Daphne was pleasantly surprised at his gesture since he always seemed annoyed when she gets physical with him.

"You look pretty as always. And don't worry. If anyone can understand your feelings, it's me. Let's go and meet Tracey. I don't have much time, I need to go back." He said, changing the subject, not wanting to discuss the depressing topic anymore. Daphne bit back an urge to complain at his brief stay and just smiled as he pulled her to her feet. She ruffled his hair as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Oho! Mr. Green does seem to have grown up a little." she chuckled, once again picking up her cheerful persona.

"Really?"

"Yes. Now your head finally reaches my boobs and I don't have to use a microscope to search for you." she joked. He gave her a bland look and pushed her off.

"For your information, I am tall for my age. It's not my fault that you are an old lady of 16 and I am just 11 years old." Henry huffed and crossed his hands on his chest.

"You got the ages wrong, Mr. Green. I just turned 17 today." she said nonchalantly. Henry's eyes widened at that and he stared at her.

"It's your birthday. Happy birthday, Daphne." he grinned, finally getting over his surprise. "I guess I should give you a gift. What do you want?"

Daphne made a thinking pose and tapped her chin.

"Well, how about you get naked and we have naughty naughty times." she smirked lewdly. Henry sighed and rolled his eyes at her joke.

"What do you want which is legal and won't get me in trouble with Tracey?"

"Eh? Nothing particular comes to my mind if you are being a dick about not giving me what I want." she pouted.

"How about I bring back your sister?" He asked in a whisper. The humour vanished from her face and her eyes narrowed a bit.

"You know I love you, Henry, but that doesn't mean I won't slap you when you spout nonsense." she said, trying to remain calm and not blow up. Henry just smiled at her and took her hands in his, intertwining his fingers with hers and squeezing them gently.

"You don't have to believe me now. But just have some hope and some confidence in me. Before this academic year ends, I will resurrect Astoria so you could be happy again."

"I don't want to believe you, but strangely I do." she said in a vulnerable tone.

"Just have a smidge of hope in the impossible. It will be okay in the end."

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[QUEST:

– Meet Lady Death.

REWARD:

– Perk(Death's Favoured) ]

"What the hell, Isis? Meet Death? What do you mean by 'meet Death'?" Harry hissed disbelievingly. Currently, he was sitting on a comfy and a very expensive bed.

[Look behind you.]

Isis answered sardonically. Henry whirled around and came face to face with an amused looking woman who was lying in his bed.

"Hello, Harry Potter. And how are you little Isis?" Lady Death said with a small smile.

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Henry took a deep breath and calmed himself before turning around and sitting in front of Death. Now, how was he supposed to greet her? Should he be friendly since she was lying all relaxed on his bed or should he be respectful?

Lady Death herself gazed at the little boy while she was sprawled on the bed, examining his worth.

She sat up and propped her back against the headboard, still looking at him. If Henry was honest, she didn't look that deathly.

She was wearing a black robe which covered her from neck down. Other than her face and neck, no other part of her body was bare. Her long obsidian hair was flowing behind her like a dark waterfall and her face was as white as chalk. If not for her glowing black eyes and extremely pale skin, she wouldn't look much different from a normal 20 years old witch. A very beautiful 20 years old witch that is.

She caught his gaze and her lips twitched in amusement. It was as if she knew everything that was going on inside his mind. Maybe she did but he didn't have enough courage to ask her for confirmation.

[What are you doing here, Death? Wasn't it decided that no higher beings will interfere in his life?]

Isis asked sourly.

Death just smiled, not taking offence to her tone.

"It's good to see you again, Isis. And you are right, we have agreed to not interfere in his life and let him grow naturally. But I just wanted to see him with my own eyes and impart some information which will make him a little less confused." Lady Death said frankly.

Henry was really curious about what was going on here.

"Hello, my name is Harry Potter. Though I am known by Henry Potter here. Nice to meet you, but can we talk in a way that I can understand?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I plan to, dear Harry. By the time I am gone, you won't be clueless anymore." She laughed softly as she scooted closer and cupped his face, staring at him tenderly. "You look just like him. If I didn't know better I would have thought you were him. His younger self at least."

"I am still as confused as before. Thank you very much." Henry smiled sarcastically and gently pushed her hands away. He still remembered his mother's warning to stay away from creepy strangers. And this lady gave him an uncomfortable feeling. It may be just that he knew how he was barely an insect in front of her and she might kill him with barely a sneeze. He decided to use [Observe] on her.

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