Harry balked at the letters that piled up in the corner of his study as he ate no gorged. Harry had changed a lot since the battle of hogwarts the ignorant blood traitor and the mudblood would argue for the worse but harry oh harry knew better. He knew that he had changed for the far better. Kreacher had even commented upon it how more like a pureblood he acted which is why suddenly his appetite increased Harry was indulged by Kreacher. he tried to search for some indulging of other desires. But found his desires drifted elsewhere he had no love or attraction to women. and found he had a lot for men. Now to find the perfect man.
Harry stood up after that massive feast and finished off another letter as he spoke to those he once considered enemies how disgustingly naive of his younger self. He then let Kreacher dress him he looked fat, rich, and exuded dark magic and pureblood elitism. It was a shock to many that he was the same harry potter that so many years ago had fought voldemort. This man looked more like he would be delighted if Voldemort had won. Whatever the reason and source of the cause he did not care despite the fact his former friends that which harry saw little value in claimed. he was not miserable in fact no his joy was never higher.
Harry was schmoozing outside the wizemgot again when he was met by the fit strapping young man he recongized as Theodore Nott.
"Harry you have changed" He smiles and says. "some would say for the better" He chuckles. and offers out his hand...
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