Mirror

The war is over. Everything should be over, he should be six feet under, getting the much deserved rest... Except that he wasn't. Who's to blame for the sudden change of plans is anybody's guess. No matter. He is left to aimlessly flounder forward, struggling with the lack of any purpose or meaning, or even a way to find an occupation worthy of a shred of effort. The name of the man who's responsible for that does not bare being repeated. In the meantime, another man decides to finally get his long-time wish fulfilled. Old — ancient — and so tired, he accidentally trips over our man's deepest secret and latches onto it as a lifeline, dragging him into a new deadly hide-and-seek game. With lives on the line again, would he find enough strength to stir up for the new fight? >>><<< So, this is my long-suffering work that I'm posting exclusively on AO3 now under the same username. It will stay here as it is, new chapters will be added on AO3 only. It's also a part of a series. The other fic is called "Until the End", and it describes Harry's school years: https://fic.fan/readfic/018bcdbd-5068-7679-878b-5642b4e1cab6 Check it out :) And lastly, my usual warning: This fic contains some pretty DARK and DISTURBING themes and images, so please, carefully consider if you should read it. It is also half Snape-centric and has time travelling. Oh, and Harry's not your usual golden boy from canon. He's aged up, he's BAMF, and he's morally grey. This is important too.