A/N: Hello everyone, hope everyone's doing great and all, well this is technically my first proper fan fiction in a while, I hope you'll enjoy it, here's the full summary:

Harry Potter was always burdened with the responsibility of being the so-called 'Chosen One', on the day of the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, Voldemort kills him, but Harry doesn't die, instead he wakes up in a new world. In the world he awakens in, Neville Longbottom is the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry was sorted into Slytherin and is now best friends with Draco Malfoy and Bree Selwyn, to makes things even worse, his parents are alive but in the same mental state Neville's were in the previous world.

Disclaimer and Warnings: If I owned Harry Potter would I really be writing this? Really guys, common sense.

This will contain both slash and het pairings, if this bothers you, well you can go read Twilight.

Oh and by the way, the guys won't be super girly, this may be slash but it isn't proper yaoi, so don't expect crossdressing or bishounen boys.

Prologue

"Stupefy!" Bellatrix's voice rang in my ears as I quickly turned to check her on her latest prey.

Stupefy. It wasn't a curse.

It was just a stunning spell, it normally wouldn't be used to kill.

But of course, this was Bellatrix LeStrange. Everything she did was fatal.

My eyes stung with bitter tears as before my eyes, Sirius gave me a last, weak smile and fell behind the curtain, I expected to hear a thud, that he'd be alive on the other side.

Nothing.

Not even a breath could be heard.

Not even a small thump.

"NO!" I shouted, trying to reach for him as Remus held me back. I didn't even have to look at him to know there were tears in his eyes.

We had just lost a comrade, a friend, a father figure.

A psychotic laugh filled the room, "the blood-traitor is dead!"

My whole world shattered upon hearing that, I knew they weren't close but how could you say that about your own family, and laugh!

I broke away from Remus and ran after her, tears cascading down my face with each taunt.

"Did you love him baby Potter?"

"I killed him! I killed my blood-traitor cousin! THE HALF-BREED LOVER IS DEAD!"

"I KILLED SIRIUS BLACK! I KILLED SIRIUS BLACK!"

"COMING TO GET ME BABY POTTER?"

Memories of me hugging the one last remaining family member I had, a man who I had gone against time to save, a man who was supposed to be my second father, flashed inside my mind, I grasped my head in pain, a dark thought invading the once private sanctuary, only it wasn't quite mine anymore. Funny how my parents weren't enough, how Cedric and Sirius weren't enough, Voldemort wanted my mind as well.

Alright Tom, if that's the way you want it, "CRUCIO!" A red spark struck LeStrange and with a yelp, she fell to the ground, she turned to me and gaped, "y-you.. " she whimpered in fear.

Or so I thought.

"You filthy, idiotic half-blood", she shrieked with laughter, her once pathetic face now in a twisted expression of amusement, "YOU NEED TO MEAN IT POTTER!" She laughed in an icy tone, "dark magic needs to have real feeling behind it!"

"She's right Harry... maybe you should try again... she killed him... she deserves it."

I winced at the calm, ghostly voice that had echoed in my mind, "do it!"

I ignored Bellatrix and turned around as he appeared from the shadows, "expe-"

He grunted and with a wave of his hand, my wand fell to the floor, "so weak", he taunted me in a light, almost bored, tone.

"Harry Potter..."

A name I had loathed from the moment wizards spoke it with a glint of hope in their eyes.

"The boy who lived..."

A title people created just so they could push their fears onto a boy who barely knew anything about his own world.

About himself.

"Come to die..." He had now raised that bony looking wand of his and directed it to me, my breathing now heavy.

I wish I was never the 'Boy Who Lived', I wish I could be just Harry.

A lone tear slid down my cheek as I closed my eyes, I'd miss Ron, Hermoine, Ginny, Fred, George, Neville and Luna, they were the only people who ever truly saw the boy behind that fancy title.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

I hate how this turned out but this was the prologue only so I'm not that concerned, I'm just about to write chapter 1 now so yeah... um anyways if you guys read this before give me some tips? I know the style of this is repetitive, but it's only for the prologue so don't worry, it won't be like this in later chapters, also it will be longer.