Title: Out of the Delusion
Chapter: (1) A Big Mistake
Author: Laen
Summary: When Voldemort finds a way to get past the blood protection Harry has, and kills Harry during his sleep, Dumbledore must find a way to bring Harry back from the dead. What happens when the old man messes up once again? Instead of bringing back the Harry from their world, he brings back another Harry Potter from an alternative universe—a much different Potter?
Hogwarts
As the platters of rain poured downwards upon Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore sat at his office, frowning and pondering what he could do. While the other staff members that sat before him sobbed away, Dumbledore continued to sit there, silent. At last, the silence was broken as Severus Snape stood to speak.
"Headmaster... what do we do?" Snape voiced the question that was on the mind of everyone there.
"Severus... there..." Dumbledore paused as his eyes widened suddenly.
"What?" Snape asked, with a look of concern and curiosity on his face.
"There is hope."
Meanwhile, in a universe a bazillion galaxies away... (Canada to be more precise!)
"Harry!" a shout was heard up the stairs as Harry James Potter blared his speakers up louder.
"Harry! Open this door right now!" Pounding was heard at the door as Harry plugged his bass into his amp.
Moving his mouse on his laptop, he double clicked on the Linkin Park's Numb song. A smirk appeared onto his face as the music on the keyboard began. He ignored the shouts that came from his guardian, and began to strum away to the beat.
"I'm tired of being what you want me to be... feeling so faithless, lost under the surface..." Harry mumbled to words to himself as he looked down at the tabs that lay in front of him.
"Harry! Open this door right now!" the voice shrieked.
"Fuck off Aunt Petunia!" Harry shouted through the door.
"Harry—"
"I said fuck off!" Harry repeated himself, as the music got to the chorus.
"I've become so numb I can't feel you there, I've become so tired so much more aware, I'm becoming this all I want to do, is be more like me and be less YOU!" Harry sang loudly, ignoring the shouting that came from behind the door.
He knew his uncle had joined his aunt on this chaotic rampage.
"Boy! If you don't open the door right now, you're out of the house!" Uncle Vernon yelled angrily, pounding away at the door.
Harry stopped playing his bass, and clicked the space bar on his laptop before standing up and walking to the door.
"What do you want?" Harry asked in an annoyed tone as he pulled open the door.
A look of surprise appeared onto Harry's face when he realized who it was.
"Hey Jess," he mumbled, leaning forward to give his girlfriend a peck on the cheek.
"Don't 'hey Jess' me, Potter." Jessica Williams scowled.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.
Behind Jessica, he noticed that his uncle and aunt had walked away quietly. Not giving a damn about what he was up to.
"You nimrod, we're going up to Whistler today! Remember?" Jessica asked, giving her boyfriend a pointed look.
"What? But, isn't that on the sixteenth?" Harry had a look of confusion on his face as he turned around to take a look at his calendar.
"And today's the—sixteen... oh shit!" Harry shouted, running to his closet, wrenching it open and grabbing his snowboard out.
"God Potter, are you a wizard or not?" Jessica rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, who was running around his room trying to get ready.
"Oh... oh yeah," Harry said with a smirk as he paused, and waved his hand absentmindedly.
Harry's black backpack flew out from under his bed, and almost immediately items from all over the room began to fly towards the bag, shrinking so it could fit into it.
"I have absolutely no idea how you managed to get full marks on all your O.W.L.'s Harry... you're so thick sometimes!" Jessica stated, sitting down on Harry's bed.
"Yeah well, you know what they say," Harry said, waving his hand once more, as all his items were packed.
"Actually, I don't, what do they say about young teenage Canadian wizards?" Jessica asked, getting up from the bed.
"Can't remember, who cares anyways, give me hand shrinking my instruments, won't you? I've got to take apart my sound system and shut down my laptop..." Harry mumbled as he pushed a few buttons on his Windows XP laptop – which was fully powered by magic.
"Are you packing your entire room?" Jessica widened her eyes at Harry, who shrugged.
"I don't plan on coming back after today, the trip up at Whistler is going to be for a week, remember? After that, I'm going down to the states. I hear the waters great over in California... wanna tag along?" Harry looked up at his girlfriend, who had unplugged his amp and was shrinking it with her wand.
"And why are you using your wand? Isn't it just easier to use wandless magic?"
"Sorry Harry, unlike you, I'm not a mage in training. I can't really do all that powerful crap you've been doing." Jessica stated.
"Whatever, you never answered my question by the way," Harry pointed out as he waved his hand again, and shrank his speaker system. With another wave, they flew safely into his backpack.
"We'll see Harry, who knows? Perhaps we'll bump into some trouble up at the mountain..."
"What's the worse that could happen? Tom coming back?" Harry joked.
"Harry... you shouldn't joke around with that..." Jessica said, and Harry sighed.
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Harry looked down at his left arm, which had been injured during the battle with Voldemort during his third year at Birchwood Academy.
"Come on, let's go already..." Harry muttered under his breath, as he picked up his backpack, swung it over his right shoulder, and walked out of the door, not knowing that it could be the last time he would see his tiny room.
Back at Hogwarts
"Albus, are you sure this is the right thing to do?" Minerva McGonagall asked, her voice filled with concern while she watched the Headmaster flip through the pages of the old text.
"Yes, it is the only way... Severus, have you prepared the potion?" Dumbledore looked over at the Potions Master.
Snape nodded his head.
"It'll be done in about twenty minutes time."
"Good. The faster we can get Harry back safely, the better."
Back in alternative universe a bazillion galaxies away.
"Welcome to Whistler! The greatest snowboarding slash skiing experience you'll have this lifetime!" The tour guide said in a monotype voice.
"Oh brother..." Harry mumbled to himself as he looked over at his girlfriend, who rolled her eyes.
"Get on with it already!" one of the wizards Harry recognized as Jason Mannings yelled in frustration as the tour guide broke out of his trance.
"Oh... alright then. Line up to get your passes, and then get into the right groups so we'll know which portkey to give you." The tour guide instructed.
Less then five minutes later, all the passes had been handed out, and the teachers were beginning to hand out portkeys.
"A note to all Birchwood Academy students..." one of the teachers shouted out suddenly.
"Behave yourself," the teacher smiled brightly as Harry whooped loudly.
"Blackcomb, here I come," Harry placed his hand on the large snowboard he and a few of his friends were grasping onto.
"Three, two, one!"
Harry felt the familiar tug that signaled their exit. After a few seconds, they arrived half way to the top of the mountain.
"That's as high as the portkeys will go kids, you'll have to take the lifts if you want to go any higher..." one of the tour guides stated as Harry took a deep breath of the air.
"It's a lot nicer up here huh?" Jessica asked.
Harry turned around, and smirked at his girlfriend.
"Come on, time to catch some air..." Harry said, pulling his snowboard and snowshoes out of his backpack and enlarging them.
Back at Hogwarts
"Severus, how much longer?" Albus asked.
"Give me two or three minutes, almost done here..." Snape said with a determined face, as he dropped another ingredient into the cauldron and stirred it clockwise.
Back at Whistler, in a universe a bazillion galaxies away
Harry stepped onto his snowboard, and after making sure it was secure, he looked over at Jessica, who was ready to go.
"Shades?" Harry asked as he pulled out his own sunglasses and placed them on.
"Check," Jessica said, doing the same.
"Watches?"
"Check."
"Cushioning charm?"
"Harry!"
"Alright, alright, let's go..." Harry smirked, pushing off and giving himself a head start.
"Cheater!" Jessica shouted from behind as she followed afterwards.
As Harry picked up speed, and turned to avoid crashing into a nearby tree, he couldn't help but whoop in delight. It had been a while since he had felt this carefree.
Back at Hogwarts
"Is it ready?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, it just needs your blood now," Snape said, stepping away from the cauldron.
Dumbledore pulled out his wand, and pointed it at his hand. He muttered a weak cutting spell, and a second later, there was a cut on his hand. Albus took a step forward, towards the cauldron, and began to wave his bloody hand above it, as he did, small drops of his blood fell into the cauldron.
"Profero advocatio intexo indigentia abstineo! Profero advocatio intexo indigentia abstineo! Profero advocatio intexo indigentia abstineo!" Albus Dumbledore repeated the spell three times, and watched in shock, fear, and delight as a whirlwind appeared from the cauldron and went upwards.
Above them, a portal appeared. Severus, Minerva and Albus watched as the image of a snow covered location appeared in front of them.
Back at Whistler, in a universe a bazillion galaxies away
"Harry! Go for a 360!" Jessica shouted as Harry James Potter approached the rail.
Harry did as he was told, but right after he flew off the fail, a portal appeared in front of him, and he was sucked through it.
"Harry!" Jessica screamed as she launched off the rail, flying towards the portal.
Her hand reached out to grab it, but before she could reach it, it disappeared and she crashed into the ground in pain.
"Harry! No!" Jessica shouted as wizards and witches all over the mountain heard her scream.
Back at Hogwarts
The three professors watched impatiently as they heard a girl's shout.
"Harry! Go for a 360!"
Their hearts all leaped as smiles appeared onto their faces, even though they had no idea what a 360 was. They continued to wait for Harry's arrival.
A look of shock appeared onto Snape's face though, when he suddenly realized what a 360 was in a location with snowy environment.
"Move! Now!" he shouted to Minvera as he leaped out of the way of the portal.
The transfiguration professor, who had no idea what Severus was talking about, barely moved in time to avoid crashing into the snowboarder that flew through the portal.
The snowboarder – who they all presumed was Harry, landed on the Slytherin table, and skid to a stop after crashing into several objects.
"What the hell!" the snowboarder shouted as he unlocked his snowboard, and rolled to the ground in pain.
He got up, and pulled off his sunglasses, which were perfectly fine, shocking to say, and glared at the three professors.
"Where the hell am I?"
The raven-haired snowboarder looked up at the portal, just in time to see his girlfriend's terrified look, before it closed.
"Jess," he whispered, looking back down at the professors that stood in front of him.
He noticed Dumbledore's bloody hand, the cauldron, and the ancient text that lay next to the cauldron, flipped to a certain spell.
"I demand you tell me where the hell I am! Now!"