One moment, he was running through the Forbidden Forest, Voldemort’s Killing Curse hurtling toward him. The next, he was standing in a white, empty space. No walls. No floor, really—just a soft, infinite glow.
And Lily Potter stood before him, red hair spilling over her shoulders, green eyes exactly like his own. She smiled. hp safe mode
He sat up slowly. The Resurrection Stone lay beside him, now cold and gray—spent. He pocketed it anyway. One moment, he was running through the Forbidden
He stood up, brushed off his robes, and walked toward the sound of Voldemort’s voice. No floor, really—just a soft, infinite glow
“What does the Stone do in Safe Mode?” “And phoenix tears?” Also effective, but no phoenix is currently present in your vicinity. Harry pulled out the black stone, turning it over in his fingers. “So I just… use it? And someone comes back to restart my heart?” Not someone. An echo. A version of the person constructed from your deepest memory of them. They will not be real. But their magic will be. Harry thought of his mother. Her voice, begging Voldemort to take her instead. He’d never even known her face outside of a Mirror.