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After the final battle Harry learns the truths. He was betrayed... And what does Harry do? He goes back in time and get his revenge on them all of them. ======= Disclaimer I do not assert any ownership over anything. J. K. Rowling owns everything.

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To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

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Tell me a Harry Potter sleep story.
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2024-12-06 10:47
Once upon a time, Harry Potter was in his dormitory at Hogwarts. The soft moonlight streamed through the window as he lay on his four - poster bed. His owl, Hedwig, was quietly perched nearby. Harry was exhausted from a day of Quidditch practice and spells class. As he closed his eyes, he thought about his adventures in the Forbidden Forest. He drifted off to sleep, dreaming of flying on his Firebolt over the Hogwarts grounds, the wind in his hair and the feeling of freedom.
What could be a magical element in a Harry Potter sleep story?
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2024-12-06 21:28
The Marauder's Map. In the sleep story, Harry might be looking at the Marauder's Map as he's falling asleep. The map would show all the secret passages and the moving dots of people in Hogwarts. He could then dream of exploring those hidden places, finding new magical artifacts or encountering friendly ghosts along the way. It adds an element of mystery and adventure to the sleep story.
In a Harry Potter fanfiction, why does Harry sleep with petrified Hermione?
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2024-10-03 09:44
Well, it might be part of a fantasy world created by the author where unusual circumstances bring Harry and petrified Hermione together. Maybe it's to create tension or drive the story in an unexpected direction.
Are there any Harry Potter fanfictions that specifically focus on beauty sleep?
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2024-12-06 23:15
There could be fanfictions where beauty sleep is a key element in a character's transformation. Maybe a side character who is usually overlooked decides to focus on getting proper beauty sleep and through some magical means, it completely changes their appearance and how they are perceived in the wizarding world. This could be a story about self - discovery and acceptance within the Harry Potter universe.
How does beauty sleep relate to Harry Potter fanfiction?
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2024-12-06 07:16
In some Harry Potter fanfiction, a character's 'beauty sleep' could be magically enhanced. For example, a spell might be created that not only makes a witch or wizard look more beautiful during their sleep but also has some other magical effects like strengthening their magic. This could be used as a plot device to show a character's self - improvement or as part of a romantic sub - plot where one character is made more attractive to another.
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