Dead again. It's boring.

When he opened his eyes, Harry Dursley was overwhelmed by an intense feeling of well-being that he had only experienced once in his life. Then the memories of what had happened came back to him, and he started to scream.

Young naturist, I ask you to respect basic courtesy rules. This is a high-class establishment here. Your yelling is driving away the customers, admonished a deep voice behind him that he would have liked to never hear again in his life (in a way, his wish had been granted).

Harry concentrated and, like the last time, he was quickly covered in a wizard's robe as soft as silk. But he didn't take the time to savor this comfort and turned around to head towards the wooden bar, all too familiar for his liking, where a skeleton with a smiling face awaited him, adorned with a red bow tie that inevitably drew attention in the middle of this place so... there was no word in the human language to describe the decor that served as a backdrop to this infinite space.

Which clients? Is my double here?

Your double? What are you talking about? I warn you if it's a trick to halve your slate, I... replied the skeleton with a genuinely surprised look.

No, forget it. I had a very bad day.

Why does everyone tell me that? Can I get you something?

I don't have any money. Harry politely refused this time.

You are the first person to care about it for 753 years, 7 months, and 19 days. But today, to celebrate the opening of my restaurant, the drinks are on the house.

Your restaurant!?

By leaning over, Harry indeed saw that behind the bar there were now about ten tables made of wood worn by centuries, decorated with candles whose black flame seemed more dead than alive. Above, an old sign read: 'bite into death with full teeth'

I diversify my activities. I try to adapt to new trends with a disruptive business plan rigorously implemented using a combination of Agile and Kanban methods to renew my clientele both qualitatively and quantitatively.

Huh!?

Me neither, I didn't understand anything, but my last client was a speaker who made a fortune selling training courses online, so I can trust him. If he says that it will finally allow me to retain my customers, then it's true. Besides, it's already working. You never came back so quickly. What a shame you had to bring back with you that creature whose charming appearance is ruined by a terrible lack of taste. By the way, what did you do with it?

What are you talking about? Asked Harry Dursley, feeling as if a brick had fallen on his stomach.

Certainly, human memory is not what it used to be. You came just 5 minutes ago, but you had to leave because of the scene your friend made. And hey, where are you going? You're forgetting your free drink. The skeleton called out to him. But this only strengthened Harry Dursley's desire to escape as quickly as possible.

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Dark-Harry couldn't believe what was happening to him. Finally, his double had betrayed him. He shouldn't have been surprised. And then, could he really blame him after the way he had behaved? That didn't stop him from feeling the anger rise within him when he thought back to the pain of the flames. And the seductive words of the young man who had replaced the vile creature accompanying him didn't help him see clearly.

You don't need him. You don't need anyone. You and I are exceptional beings despised by those who cannot see beyond appearances.

No, this is not right. I don't want to disappoint Harry anymore.

Why? You owe him nothing.

He saved me from the Dursleys.

To better betray you afterwards. He is a selfish person who had too easy a life thanks to your sacrifices. His so perfect universe is your creation. If he hadn't intervened, you would have become the most powerful wizard of all time and at your death, you would have used your powers to change the past and make the Dursleys love you. He owes you a happy childhood and how you have been...He thanked you. He destroyed your work, destroyed your destiny. The little he did was only an infinitesimal repayment of what he stole from you.

Why should I believe you?

Look into your heart and you will know that I am telling the truth.

It's not because I'm young that I'm an idiot. I'm not naive enough to believe nonsense about love and the power of the heart. Give me proof of what you're saying or get lost.

Ah! Ah! Ah! We are very much alike indeed. So, let's stop talking about the past and think about the future. What are your alternatives? Do you really want everything to end here? You and I will do great things together. If you agree to trust me, even death will have to bow before us. Together, we could bring them back.

How?

There are an infinite number of worlds, worlds where your parents are still alive.

But before Dark-Harry could respond, the creature, a voice screamed his name behind him.

Harry, move away from him!

Dark-Harry turned around and saw his double floating in his direction, but before he could determine whether he was happy to see him again or not, the young man stepped between them and declared towards his double:

Why would he continue to listen to you? Haven't you already hurt him enough?

Shut up, Tom, I had no other choice. He was going to possess you and use you to massacre everyone, and if you listen to him, he'll start again.

I don't give a damn about the world. Why should I sacrifice myself for others? What have they done for me? Don't you understand? We have a chance to meet our real parents. They would adopt us and you could become my brother for real.

In his eyes shone such hope that Harry Dursley felt sorry to upset him.

I don't know exactly what he told you, but it's a lie. Nothing can bring back your parents or mine. And even if it were possible, Voldemort is only interested in himself.

Dark-Harry suddenly moved away from the young man and stammered:

You ... You are Voldemort.

He then noticed that he had just finished an incantation and a portal suddenly appeared. He took on an affected air before replying:

I was Lord Voldemort. But thanks to you, I realized how weak Lord Voldemort was. Thanks to you, I am whole again and a new horizon opens up to me. If you change your mind, know that I would be willing to share them with you. In the meantime, this is a taste of what we could do together. You will find for yourself that what I have to offer far exceeds anything you could obtain by persisting in your childish quest for a chimerical family love.

Then without waiting for a response, Tom Riddle crossed the portal. The two Harrys exchanged a look. Then, when the portal began to close, Dark-Harry stopped hesitating and threw himself into the mysterious portal. Unable to stop him, Harry Dursley followed, hoping, without much belief, that the world he was heading to would be less horrible than the previous one.