It has been several times now, however harry (as that is what he still liked to call himself) found the entire process most tiring. If you had the misfortune of ever asking Harry he would claim that rebirth was without a doubt the most painful curse (because he still claimed that rebirth was a curse by that thrice dammed higher deity).

And so, Harry was being reborn not in the most generic sense no for you see he was being reborn in a body another Harry in a alternate universe, a Harry whom Voldyshort (because he found the name stupid! duh!) had apparently already killed.

Of course it had not been Voldy himself who had done it (another reason that he wanted to strangle someone), no it had been that god forsaken rat that had gone around and AK'ed him (or at least a version of him).

And so he had been "granted" his next assignment. His soul would be transferred in the body of the dead child and he would be burden to destroy the dark idiot and have fun in the process.

Now, a more common question would be regarding his assignment and why it has been given to him? And why does he refer to the dead boy as his alternate self?

The answer to all these question is rather a simple explanation for you the world as we know has innumerable, infinite dimension and hence while in certain dimension after defeating the Dark tosser Harry Potter went on to live a lovely fairy tale life (he had lived one of those lives) in certain other he had fallen to the Dark Side, butchered the idiot along with a bunch of other idiots and muggles, became the most feared Dark Lord of all time made Voldy look like a ant in comparison (done that as well).

In some other life he had murder by Voldy or his death munchers somewhere along his life. And in his original world he had retained the resurrection stone and hadn't had let it fall in the forest. So when his own disarming curse had hit Voldy and the elder wand and become his something that no one ever imagined had happened.

No, he did not become immortal (not in the generic sense atleast) nor did he become master of death. When Harry had turned hundred and fifty had finally passed on to death realm he had learned the secrets of the hollows. In the truest sense in order to master the hallows, first the owners of the said hallows had to master death.

This was the reason that so far none of the previous owner of hallow were alive. Harry, however, seems to have "died" sufficient number of times to prove his worth to the hallows.

First when he was one year and three month old and voldy's curse had back fired even though he was supposed to die. Second, in his second year of schooling when he had been bitten by the giant behemoth basilisk and had been saved by the phoenix. And finally during the confrontation between him and Tom in the forbidden forest, where he had gone to accept his fate had die for the people in the castle.

And even though one might question that all these instances do not include any actual instances where he harry potter had died (except maybe the last time when he had been AKed by Tom) the important part was he had accepted his death which seems to be good enough for the hallows to accept him as their Master.

Death further explained him that the hallows though we're part of but yet they were different and after they had accepted Harry supremacy, Harry was also a part of him but at the same time was not. The hallows he explained were sentinel to the extent that they would only accept ownership of a worth being.

Further, the entire concept of the Master of Death was laugh worthy. No one could master death; death was all encompassing entity with only life and fate as equal. Death had told him that he/she were the end and all creation had to come to an end.

So, no he was not the Master of Death rather death had informed him that his soul now was immortal. Along with that death had informed him that he will be required to function as death agent and maintain balance in dimensions and world where something cataclysm has happened or was going to happen. Death, after all a being of balance as well.

And so under assignments from death Harry was required to carry out his duties. Several a time he was actually reborn there some time he replaced with someone else in that dimension, who was already dead. His duties revolve around the assignment he was given.

For example, once his assignment had been to destroy wizarding Egypt after the group of wizard who had otherwise been fated to do so died in the process of the ritual for the destruction of the said community. He could complete his assignment in any way he wished what was essential however that his assignment would be completed.

Now, one might guess whether there are any other owners of the Deathly Hallows or the holder of the abstract and the ill fitting title of Master of Death. The answer would be, No. There was no other so called Master of Death, Death had explained that due to the sentinel nature of the hallows and their connection to death himself they (i.e. the hallows) were not bound by dimensional boundary, and hence it may have been by providence, but when he places the resurrection stone back in his pocket, he became the only person who would ever hold the title of Master of Hallows.

And since that faithful day when he had placed that thrice damned stones in his pockets and hence obtained their title as well he has taken several rebirth sometimes in the form of his alternate self, several a time an incarnation of his had been born and sometimes be word replace the dying soul, like what was happening right now.

So, yes it was tiresome, bothersome to live again and again and he much rather preferred the tranquility of death's realm. However, he had to agree that he did find enjoyment in living. It might have been due to the utter boredom he felt in death's realm sometimes or due to the entertainment value but he did find some humor in watching human.

Death had informed him that he will not suffer from the problem of insanity that a lot of other so called immortal suffer, as his version of immortality was rather a gift hence his very soul had been modified in accordance with the same.

Of course repeatedly living had stolen his passion for life (or maybe the passion that certain human were so full of) he no longer bothered himself with pity squabbles of human. He had witnessed such being and had been in their presence that all other paled in comparison. And hence he rather remained impassive about the entire affair that is not to say he did not complete his assignment. He had always completed his assignment.

During the initial year when he was still passionate about trying to make a difference he had actively pursued knowledge and had helped communities prosper. In one instance when muggles had found out about the magical folk and had subsequently attacked them, he had even helped them in fighting against them and turned their mighty cities to ashes (of course the end result had been utter destruction of both sides nuclear bomb on enemies that live in your own countries do not make a nice weapon!)

In some of his life he had pursued knowledge like a hound out for blood; he had even visited the library at Alexandria which had been destroyed before his original timeline. He had researched ritual to make his mind retain more knowledge that had made it so that he had an eidetic memory. Of course after some years after constantly doing the same ritual he had found the alternative in soul magic. It was a branch of magic that he had largely himself created he had incorporated all the rituals he had done on himself to his soul; this ensured that whenever he would be reborn he would retain all the advantages from the ritual.

One of these rituals was rather a odd creation of his, he had used powerful magical elements and focused their energy on himself. He had used Phoenix blood, Thestral blood, and blood of a rather ancient dragon as the core elements and amplified them by using Mithril. The result had allowed his magic to not be tainted by his use of dark magic and had severely amplified his ability to do magic by both enlarging his already gigantic and ever enlarging magical core and allowing him to establish pathways in his body to do wandless magic. Don't get him wrong, it was not as if he could not do wandless before however the ritual provided him with the fineness to do more complicated magic. That is not to say he did not need a wand, a wand was essentially important to do several complicated magic that required wider magical manipulation.

So, he is in the process of acquiring a new body for himself (did he explain how bothersome the entire process was). His assignment for this life was twofold to destroy snake face and all his followers and lastly to ensure the survival of the magical community. Because wizards and witches seem to think that the cars that they several a times used were designed by Merlin himself they neglected to acknowledge the development made by muggles.

Most of the pain that accompanied in this process where the soul of the now dead baby Harry would be replaced by his (he secretly called this process restoration!) was due to the above mentioned rituals. As the body would now be required to mold itself in the image of the new soul. That is not to say that all the changes will occur immediately, however the foundations for the future changes are laid down.

To be really frank he was a bit miffed with the entire ordeal; going back to we are so "normal" Dursley's, going back and studying magic as a first year and destroying the snake face mutant. However, there is something he had learned in his year of constantly been reborn, Patience.

He soon felt the unimaginable pain die down, of course the horcrux was destroyed in mere nano-seconds by his magic and soul, Voldy's fragment of soul held no challenge to them. This reaction was a result of the ritual that he had done to always keep his magic and essence pure.

Just as the pain died down, he allowed himself a moment to examine his surrounding wormtail it seems had fled there was the body of his mother lying at a distance, and finally the remain of Voldy his wand was missing which is to expected the rat must had fled with it. After some time he closed his eyes and allowed himself to rest. Being a child was after all exhausting.

-xx-

It seems something's do not change, Harry mused. As expected, he had landed at the Dursley's, he had been woken up by the most horrid voice (his aunt may look like a horse but certainly was as loud as dog). The Dursley's had simply slammed him in the Cupboard under the stairs and all together forgotten about him; it was only his aunt that would attend to him twice a day to clean and to feed him other than that there was no interaction between them. Both of his relatives religiously doted on their son who was on his way to look like a pug except the cuteness obviously, he had never realised that his cousin never looked like a pig when he was born, it seems it seems the animal characteristic were strong amongst the Dursley's.

Harry had initially planned to cast a compulsion charm to ensure that he is taken care of properly, later he had thought better of it; firstly due to how he was yet not fully capable of doing wandless and secondly mind magic required the caster to have a strong mind himself and because how his brain was had still time to be fully biologically prepared. Hence he had to bear with the animal family.

Of course that is not to say he made things easier for them, on the contrary, he made sure that the Dursley's were so aggravated everyday day that Vernon and Petunia will soon be bald. He used his magic to break utensils, summon food and milk to him and constantly harassed them. Of course he knew they could not throw him out, Dumbles would be at the Dursley's before they could even say Quidditch; but he did come close to it several times. All this obviously was done for his fun and to annoy the Dursley's.

It wasn't as if anyone could blame a one and a half year old for any of this, no he was sure that if the Dursley's were to tell Dumbles about his activities all of he would simply tell them that "Harry magic must be reacting to the trauma he had received and he simply getting used to living with his aunt" in his all knowing voice. His lecture would be followed by a reprimand to his aunt where he will either emotionally blackmail her or if the situation gets out of hand offer them money.

He however had plans for the Dursley's. It was not that he did not find playing with Dursley's entertaining, however he would have preferred better living condition to do so. However, he waited, if nothing else Harry Potter was Patient.

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It started on 1st September 1984 the day Harry Potter started attending school. Even though Harry had been able to mitigate the more serious abuse by the Dursley's he knew that they needed to learn a lesson and a lesson he will be teaching them. At the age of four the Dursley's were required to send him to school, which amounted to him get some much needed away time from the Dursley's.

His Aunt had previously tried to make him do some chores in order to make him normal and make him lose his freakishness. And he had shown her just what an amazing cook, he was, by burning everything in arms reach. He had even burnt water, once and tripped her aunt "accidentally" when she had gone to throw the burnt remains of his successful dish in the sink, she had ended up landing on the pan herself and later had complained about the freak and his freakishness the entire day.

Vernon was a bit more fun, while Harry understood that the man had a dangerous temper, hence he made it a point to ensure that he was nowhere near the scene of crime. Harry still remembered that day fondly, he had given Dudley a cigarette lighter (after summoning it) fully knowing that the little whale had been rather curious about the fire maker of course while he was playing with it Vernon had come back. Dudley had running back to his room to play with the lighter and had in his play ignited his bed mattress. Yes, he had gotten out of it Scott free and Petunia had been blamed for being irresponsible.

There was also that insufferable Marge, he really wanted to blow that bitch sky high, she grated on his nerves plan and simple it was not her words actually that annoyed her it was her presence. And even though Harry always had a perpetual mask of indifference and utter boredom whenever she would start insulting him, he would simply look at her as if she was a worm who had crawled out of some hole. Here reaction to his expression were rather interesting however her words failed to instigate him, of course she did not seem to realize this; for it seems dumbness ran in genes among the Dursley's.

So, when he did go out for the school, he had it all well planned. He will rob Dursley's of the one thing that mattered to them above all else their reputation.

When the morning broke for the day they would be going to school he was rudely thrown out of his makeshift room AKA the cupboard under the stairs by his aunt. She lectured him about not showing his freakiness and some other thing, by the time she had gone to get Dudley ready and left him with instruction to take a bath in the guestroom (because what will the teachers say if he turned up dirty) he was ready to execute his plan. A plan Dursley's will never forget.

He had taken his most battered up t-shirt (second hand, of course) and trousers that seems to give the impression that they would be falling apart any moment now, he then made his entrance known at exactly the right time meaning the time by which if Petunia would have asked him to change clothes they would have been late, and she would not allow Dudley to suffer due to his stupid choice in clothes.

And just as he had predicted petunia had shrieked, and ranted about freak and how stupid he was. Vernon had narrowed his eyes and later had bellowed at him and when there was in the car he had threatned him with consequences if he did anything freakish in the school. He also praised Dudley about how he would exactly like him sharp and intelligent (Harry had of course snorted at this).

First part of his plan was put into motion when all the children had been led to their class and had been asked to sit in their respective seats, then the appointed teacher for their class started to take roll-call. Harry deliberately ignored his name being called out and when they roll-call ended and the teacher had done a count to ascertain the number of children present in her class, she quickly realised that he had not answered to his roll-call.

She came towards him and in a kind voice asked "what is your name"

He in his best meek voice answered "Freak".

It did not take a genius to realise after gauging the expression on his teacher's face that she was utterly horrified. She however was quick to cover her expression up and opened his back, to find a second hand book that his aunt had bought for him. She had thought about a alternate way to find his name, she was lucky that he himself had already thought of the same and had written his name on his book. He could see that her expression was still conflicted; however, he had realised would she require further encouragement to act on his plan. He would need to rile her up.

He acted like the perfect child the poster boy for intelligent kid's academy (if such a place existed). In his art class, he drew a dog, he knew his dog had been rather artistic and his teacher had asked him question regarding the dog, he made up a elaborate story of how he had found the dog and when his uncle had witnessed him dong so he had punished him with no food. He further added that he had even named the dog, his name being jingles, and how he had prayed to Santa clause that he would get the dog as a gift. However, he had been very sad when his aunt told him that Santa does not give gift to freak.

During the lunch break, he had gone to the same teacher asking her permission to go to the library as his cousin and his friends beat him up and his aunt had warned him against damaging his clothes as this was the only pair he had.

He knew from her expression that he had hit jackpot. She wanted to murder the Dursley's, she lead him to the Principal office and after asking him to stay in the waiting area quickly went inside herself to inform the Principal of the issue of his abuse. After some time she came out of his office and ushered him inside. The Principal was a kind looking woman (at she was looking at him kindly), she offered him sweet. Which he refused, saying "Aunt Petunia tells me that sweets are not for freaks and only Dudley can eat them".

She, however encouraged him to try some, which he reluctantly took all the while showcasing how scared he was, the woman took this sign as a development and started asking him question.

"Tell me Harry what food do you like best" she asked him in a clear voice all the while maintaining her kind tone.

To which he replied "I like my greens, I love broccoli best though, and I get to eat that a lot as Dudley does not like veggies so I get all his left over". He made sure that his tone remains meekly and scared all the way to impress upon her the level of abuse he had suffered.

"That's great Harry I know so many kids who do not like their veggies, what do you like in dessert " she further asked him.

"Aunt Petunia says that freak are not suppose to have dessert, but sometimes when sometime I scrape some of the plates after they had their dinner" he replied.

She then asked him "Do you often eat left over from Dudley". Him by this time had realized that she was trying to keep a cool face to not scare him, her temper and disgust for the Dudley's however was making itself known despite her best efforts.

"Uncle Vernon says that freaks don't deserve food and only deserve to be beaten for their freakishness, I am only allowed to eat leftover. Uncle Vernon tells me I freaks must know their place". He replied, his voice cracking in between.

His little speech seems to have the desired effect on them; the Principal gave a nod to his class teacher who led him away to his next class, music.

By the time school ended Harry had managed to impress his entire teacher his English teacher was complimenting him on his alphabets and his pronunciation while his music teacher had gone gaga over him she constantly gushed on him, and called him the next Mozart. He was of course excited about the after school showdown, in the life of immortals there are very few things that are even minutely exciting, it seems seeing the reputation of Dursley's being shredded was one of them.

He, along with Dudley was led to the Principal's office. He immediately noticed the presence of his Aunt and Uncle along with two other individual apart from his class teacher and the Principal. While Dudley was asked to stay behind in the waiting area, he was led inside to the Principal office. He quickly realized that they were from Child services. The entourage from the child services where a woman who looked be in her 40s and a male police officer, who was glaring dagger at his uncle.

One look at the red face of his uncle was sufficient to realise that they had already had the talk regarding his apparent abuse. His aunt was glaring daggers at him; all the while he took on the mask of a scared little meek child. It seems the action of his aunt had not gone unnoticed by the woman from child services that interrupted her.

Then the woman started questioning him, initially he appeared to not answer her question and act sacred under her uncle and aunt combine glare, she then took him outside. She was accompanied by the police officer. She placated him and told him no one would beat him up or punish him for telling the truth.

He then started answering all her questions all the while sobbing and between his hiccups. He told her exactly what he had told the principal. However, it was his final answer which seems to have the required effect on her, she had asked him where what does his uncle do for his punishment.

To which he had replied" he locks me up in my room, in the cupboard under the stairs."

After which he had immediately broken down. And she had hugged him, thinking that he must be reminiscing about last when he was punished. Then they both had gone to the office again, he heard loud voices of his uncle bellowing loudly (as if that would help the idiots case), even Dudley was interviewed in front of his parents. Dudley's statement seems to be the last nail in the Dursley's coffin.

Later the resident of Privet Drive would witness a spectacle; apparently the police required still required some evidence to build up a solid case. The Dursley's were led to their house in a police car, while Harry arrived with the social worker. A quick search was all that required to uncover all evidences, both petunia and Vernon were arrested for Child Abuse and Child Labour.

He of course knew that they would not be staying in prison. For you see he knew that Bumblebee would draw all his contact to keep them out of prison and the blood wards which, according to the him were best protection for him alive. However, he had done a major damage to Dursley's also it would be impossible to him to obliviate all the people who had come to know of his apparent abuse, it was now near to impossible especially as they were several reporters and TV anchors scattered around.

And it was never his plan to keep them in prison; his plan had been to destroy the Dursley's reputation. They had always proclaimed themselves as respectful and normal and had tried to impress the same to their entire neighborhood. He had in a matter of hours destroyed their status.

The social worker after inquiring about any other relatives of and after receiving the fearful look after Marge name was called as a potential candidate, decided to interview him further regarding her. He of course broke down once again and informed her how she insults him and scares him with her dog who had on more than one occasion bit him, while the Dursley's laughed at his plight.

She had mumbled something about fat idiots and something wrong with their heads.

Harry had found the entire exchange entertaining; however the constant acting seems to have taken too much energy out of him. It was a peaceful Harry, who slept at the back of the social workers car all the while dreaming of Dursley's going to jail.

Living, Harry thought was entertaining, bothersome yet enjoyable.

Hey, guys this is my first Harry Potter Fanfic. I have had this idea for fanfic for some time but never executed it, I hope you all find it entertaining. Please review.