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Death came to claim the souls of mister and misses Potter. She glanced at the crib in the room and found herself pitying the child , who before becoming her master would have to suffer greatly.
Cursing her aching heart, that would once again break fate’s rules; Death thought of a way to ensure that the child prosper not having to bare the task of defeating Voldemort.If only riddle didn’t want to kill Harry, what if he viewed him as an ally… or perhaps a friend.
This sparked an idea in Death’s mind : she would have to make riddle trust Harry. So, with that decided, Death time-travelled to 1926 January the sixth and placed the babe on the front steps of wool’s orphanage with a letter tucked in the blankets rapped around Harry, explaining that he was a child out of wedlock and so he could not be kept.