A/N: I don't own Harry Potter and wouldn't particularly care to. I would like a rental agreement with option to buy for Hermione Granger. A short term contract with Nyphadora Tonks wouldn't be turned down. A Long-term agreement with Luna Lovegood would probably be a whole lot of fun. Any time Padma Patil wants to open negotiations, call me and oh for a weekend with Fleur. Oddly Lavender and Padma's sister (despite being her twin) Parvarti do nothing for me…

Harry Potter and Merlin's Reaper

Chapter One – The End.

Four Hundred Sixty Two. That was how many death eater he had killed in the last three months. Three months since his reason for living had been extinguished. Three months since he was human. Three Months since he could die.

It had started easily enough. The Wedding of Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour. He still recalled that he had for some reason expected the wedding to be at the Burrow, and how the gentlest response to this was Hermione's "Honestly Harry."

He had never been to a wedding. He hadn't known that they were traditionally conducted by the brides family. Harry had never left the United Kingdom before that day, when he had taken hold of the length of chain that was an international portkey. With the 'hook behind the navel' feeling he made his first trip out of the nation of his birth.

And vomited all over his shoes when he arrived. His problems with portkeys got worse the longer the trip it seemed.

He was again treated to Hermione's "Honestly Harry" as she cleaned him up. He would kill a thousand Death Eaters to hear her "Honestly Harry" just one more time.

Bill had said "I do" when the first of the Death Eaters Apparated into the wedding party.

In less time than it took him to draw his wand, the wedding party was dead. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley fell next never to rise again. Hermione shoved him out of the way of a Killing Curse, to be hit by it her self. From the ground he saw Neville and Luna fall.

He snapped. A cold black fury engulfed him, and something happened to his magic. From the ground he raised his wand to cast a reducto at the nearest Death Eater when his magic leaped from his body and devoured the life of the Death Eater, and Harry's magic increased. Then his magic leapt to another Death Eater and did the same. Again his magic increased. Unbidden his magic killed all 35 of the Death Eaters, and added their magic to his own.

It took almost 2 minutes for Voldemort to make his appearance with his inner circle. By then Harry was in full control, he put up anti-apparition and anti-portkey wards with a thought and dismembered the Lucius Malfoy right in front of Voldemort's eyes. Then the Lastranges. Then Dolohov, then Snape, then the rest. Only Voldemort remained. He screamed threats at Harry, who ignored him. Harry used his new level of power to sever Voldemort's connection to his horocruxes before taking 6 hours to kill him, and added his magic to his own.

Harry set out to kill all the Death Eaters that remained. He accessed the magic that controlled the dark marks and hunted them down.

It had taken three months. The Death Eaters were gone. The Weasleys were gone. Hermione was gone. Neville, Luna, everyone he cared for gone. His reason for living was gone. His heart broke when he had seen Ginny fall. His universe imploded when Hermione died. He hadn't known he had loved her until she was gone.

The remaining forces of the light were frightened of him.

He was frightened of him.

He was alone.