Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Warning: This story will contain spoilers of the first six Harry Potter books!
Summary: At the conclusion of the war against Lord Voldemort, Harry Potter was thrown into an alternate universe where Lord Voldemort marked Neville as his equal.
Kira'sNewWorld: Neville is the Boy-Who-Lived in this story, but because he was raised by his grandmother, he is not arrogant about it. Other Harry was sent to live with his relatives after his parents went insane from prolonged exposure to the cruciatus curse.
Chapter 1: The Victory of the Light
The light had won the battle against the most powerful dark lord of the century, Lord Voldemort. The hero of the light, 17-year-old Harry Potter, contemplated the state of the world while sitting on the ground in the middle of the battlefield.
The muggles had discovered the wizarding world when Death Eaters had attacked muggle London. Needless to say, some of the muggles had quickly developed an intense hatred for magic after the attack, and the rest of the muggles, fearing for their lives, fled Britain. Between the furious assaults by the muggles and the Death Eater raids, almost half of wizarding Britain's population had been wiped out. The light had won, but at the same time, it had lost.
Harry Potter looked up from his thoughts. The expectant faces of the light's remaining warriors, looked back at him. "Men, return to Fort Hogwarts!" Harry commanded. Following his order, the remaining warriors apparated from the battlefield to the gate of Fort Hogwarts.
Hogwarts had once been a magnificent school for young witches and wizards. Now it was the strongest of the light's fortresses. It had been the beacon of hope wizards and witches had flocked to when the ministry had fallen from internal corruption.
The occupants of Fort Hogwarts were anxiously awaiting the news of the outcome of the battle in the great hall. When Harry entered and said, "Voldemort is dead," everyone in Fort Hogwarts was relieved. Now that the dark lord was dead, they could start reconstructing their lives. While the dark lord's death hadn't brought back their loved ones, at least they knew their children could grow up in peace.
"Sir, now that You-Know-Who is gone, how do you plan to deal with the muggle threat?" one of the senior aurors asked Harry. "I will send a letter that explains our current situation to Britain's muggle government. Then, you, with thirty of our best men, will go to the muggle world and obliviate their memories of the wizarding world." Harry replied authoratively. The auror saluted Harry and left to do as he had been told. Harry wrote a letter to the British government and told his snowy owl, Hedwig, to deliver it to Britain's muggle government.
Dear British Government:
Voldemort and his Death Eaters are dead. I, along with the rest of Britain's wizarding population, wish for peace between our worlds in the upcoming years. The public's memories of the Death Eater attack five month ago interfere with the peace, so by the time you read this letter, the muggle public will have had their memories of the wizarding world erased.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter
Thud. Harry Potter sighed. Thud. This was getting a bit ridiculous. "Why are you banging your head against the table?" Harry asked the witch sitting near him at dinner. "You'd be banging your head against the table too if you had just gotten back from obliviating muggles and had just remembered you were supposed to brew medical potions for the infirmary," the witch replied in frustration. Harry felt sympathetic, so he told her, "I will brew the potions in your place if you tell me which ones the infirmary needs." The witch cheered up immediately and said, "Thank you! The infirmary wants dreamless-sleep potion, skele-grow, and pepper-up potion."
Two hours later, Harry Potter finished brewing the potions in one of the dungeon's rooms. He put them into their appropriate vials, and started to exit the room. On his way out, he accidentally knocked over several cauldrons. The cauldrons' contents mixed together, and the resulting explosion demolished the room. When the smoke cleared, Harry Potter was gone.
Kira'sNewWorld: This is my second fanfic ever, so I still have a lot to learn. I am trying not to copy other writers' stories, but you may see some similarities since dimension-traveling is a common theme. Review if you want.
In case you were wondering, the people of Fort Hogwarts show respect to Harry Potter because he is the unofficial leader of the light. Also, they did not jump when he said Voldemort because he probably said it so often that the people got used to hearing it. Lastly, Harry hates taking credit for something he doesn't remember doing, but he can tolerate taking credit for something he actually did. Even if he didn't really tolerate it, I imagine Harry would get used to the fame eventually.