Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Pride of A Graveyard Flower
by watchingvfall_n_drown
Death adored the one and only apprentice they had. As Adrien Silvan, he was given an entire world to play with. But Good intentions often go awry- especially when it comes to mortals Harry was not fond of losing control, so he wrenched it back. He lost his name, so he made Hadrien his own. He lost his magic, but didn't let that stop him from attending Hogwarts. He lost his friends, and he wanted none in this strange world- Mippy.. Mippy be helping master get rid of the ants? Harry, I swear if you are not dead, only ignoring me- I will kill you, I promise don’t -don’t throw me away N-no! I- I- I like y-you.He was in perfect control. Including a Dark Lord who had sniffed out the Necromancer Apprentice. Harry watched the mess he had met of a world and thought-Surely, his Lord Death wouldn't mind him breaking one toy?


