So, this is the second story I've ever started, but the first one I've actually managed to finish—and honestly? I'm pretty proud of this fic. It's been a real emotional rollercoaster. It started as pure horror, full of murder and blood, followed by a dark path of revenge. I think anyone would have to sympathize with Harry after the tragedy and grief he went through.
When you think about it, we actually have it pretty good in our lives. In my version of this horror story, Harry lost absolutely everything and ended up as the last of his line. In the end, he made the ultimate sacrifice—choosing to die just so he could drag Voldemort down to hell along with him. :)
***
2018 – approximately 20 years after the death of Lord Voldemort
Finally, I could breathe a sigh of relief. I have dedicated the last twenty years to eradicating corruption from the magical British Isles. Harry made my job significantly easier – he slaughtered ninety-nine percent of the pure-blood racist elite who held the laws in their grip through the Wizengamot. When the old houses died out, the aristocratic system collapsed, and true democracy took hold.
Of course, I secretly used Harry's gold—which made me the wealthiest woman in the world—for the "greater good." I paid bribes where necessary, all to fulfill the promises I made to my best friend before he vanished forever.
I spent every free moment in Godric's Hollow by his empty grave. Harry's body disappeared along with Voldemort's on that fateful night at Malfoy Manor. Only a charred ruin remained of the manor, from which only Draco and Narcissa escaped. Today, that site is a world monument to a hero.
It took me ten years to convince the public that Harry wasn't a madman, but the kindest person the world had ever broken. Draco Malfoy helped me unexpectedly in that regard. He spoke about Harry's curse and the fact that he laid down his life so the world could have a better future. Draco became my most loyal ally. Today, he has two children and still tries to set me up on dates, but I have chosen to remain alone. I wanted to give my life to the country. I want to ensure that no boy ever has to suffer the way Harry suffered.
The world knows me today as the "Iron Lady" and the leader of magical Europe. I am both admired and hated, but I have achieved my goal. Every magical child is now protected so that the story of Harry, or the orphan Riddle, never repeats itself. The magical world has made a giant leap – we have phones, laptops, and television powered by magic. We have subtly infiltrated the Muggle world, curing global warming and cancer. We developed a cure for dragon pox. Hogwarts has changed – Binns has finally retired, and the school is led by Minerva McGonagall.
Albus Dumbledore passed away a year after Voldemort's defeat. After Harry's death, he suffered a mental breakdown, resigned, and withdrew into seclusion. He took Harry's fate as his personal failure. He died quietly, with only Fawkes present. In his final months, he managed to reconcile with his brother and visit Nurmengard. Rumor has it that the guards saw him kiss Grindelwald before he died.
The magical world is healthier and better today. But whenever I gaze at the starry sky at night, I know who I have to thank for it.
***
Hell was different from what people imagined. It was divided into the exterior, where billions of souls in agony filled the air with endless wailing in thousands of languages, and the interior – the elite. Where sulfur reeked and scorched earth burned outside, a chilling, stony silence reigned within the long hall.
Lucifer sat upon the throne. No horns, no hooves. He was a fallen angel with a perfect, almost supernaturally attractive face and black wings casually draped over the sides of the throne. He watched the suffering below him with a smile, as if watching a masterpiece in a cinema.
After twenty years, I was at home here. And I wasn't being punished. Lucifer explained to me with amusement that Voldemort had made a fatal error in Egypt while translating the ritual. Instead of an intelligent demon that would have controlled me, he bound me to a powerful but mindless beast – Lucifer's personal "pet." Tom caused his own downfall through his own ignorance.
Lucifer was genuinely amused by my story, so I was granted relative freedom. My job was torture, but I also had privileges. Occasionally, I stopped by Voldemort. Every day, he was tormented by the most inventive torturers of the underworld. He had made a second mistake – declaring himself the most powerful Dark Lord of all time. Lucifer took that as a personal insult.
"Tom Riddle was just an amateur with a big mouth," Lucifer explained to me with a laugh. "Normally, he would have ended up outside, in that mass cauldron. The seats in this hall are reserved for heavyweights like Alexander the Great, Temüdžin, Hitler, or Stalin. But for that arrogance, I granted him personal care."
Lucifer was, in his essence, a fair master. When I finished my shift torturing the transgressors, he allowed me to watch Hermione. I watched her for the full twenty years – my "Iron Lady." It pained me that she remained alone and had no family, but at the same time, it warmed me to know that my sacrifice had meaning. She was magnificent.
However, I knew one thing that brought sadness to my eyes: once Hermione breathes her last, she certainly won't end up here with me. She will go to heaven. And I will have to serve in hell for all eternity without her.
***
Author's note:
Poor Harry, Hermiona, Weasleys, Dumbledore, Named Deatheaters, Nameless Death Eaters, Voldemort, Nagini and lots of innocent people.
How did you like the story? Did it leave you feeling frightened, sad, satisfied, or perhaps something else entirely? Do not forget to write review!
I'd absolutely love to hear your thoughts, so please feel free to leave a comment! This turned out to be a deeply horrific and tragic tale. I managed to write the original version in about 40 hours, and honestly, the story practically wrote itself.
If you enjoyed this journey, feel free to check out my profile for more of my work!
Join our Discord community: tgdTNZYVKt - Vote on the plot, chat, and get the best FF recs!
Support my writing over at: YOU-KNOW-WHAT/patrikwriter.