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[ Harry's standing in the entrance of the city, looking positively disheveled and filthy and very confused. He'd expected whatever came after death to be... well, different, but this wasn't what he was thinking of by any means. This felt very real, and he didn't feel dead.
But he had to be dead. He had to be. Voldemort had definitely killed him, and he wouldn't be here now if he wasn't dead, right? Right. So... as strange as this was, this place had to be death. It was the only thing that made sense.
There was an extra weight around Harry's neck and for a moment he panicked, thinking he'd somehow gotten the locket back and immediately reached up to grab hold of the object. But it wasn't a locket, thankfully: it was a key. There was a long pause as Harry frowned down at the key, then said: ]
What the hell am I supposed to do with this?
But he had to be dead. He had to be. Voldemort had definitely killed him, and he wouldn't be here now if he wasn't dead, right? Right. So... as strange as this was, this place had to be death. It was the only thing that made sense.
There was an extra weight around Harry's neck and for a moment he panicked, thinking he'd somehow gotten the locket back and immediately reached up to grab hold of the object. But it wasn't a locket, thankfully: it was a key. There was a long pause as Harry frowned down at the key, then said: ]
What the hell am I supposed to do with this?