Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. I only wish I could say the same. Please don't sue me. Thank you.

Long Summary: After the fall of Voldemort, twenty-three year old Harry Potter is gearing up for some major downtime. However, being Fate's favourite toy, things rarely go as planned. And so, instead of finding himself relaxing on the beaches of wherever, he's trying his best to fade into the background, in another dimension and eleven. Oh, woe is him. And to complicate things, Neville is the Boy-Who-Lived, Voldemort is alive and laying low (but not for long) and his counterpart is a spoilt brat that even his parents cannot control. While content at first to just sit in the background, Harry soon finds himself getting ready for war once more. Why? Read and find out!

A.N.: A new story... It just wouldn't go away and let me work on the others in peace -.- sigh btw will be slash - i have already decided on the pairing

Fate's Favourite Toy

Prologue.

Harry stared at the omnipotent being known as Fate incredulously and wondered vaguely if he was having an alcohol-induced nightmare. It certainly seemed like the case what with fuzzy memories of having a drinking a contest with Ron at the forefront of his mind supporting this theory. So Harry did the most logical thing one would do when they found themselves in a situation such as this – he pinched himself. Hard.

"Ouch!"

Harry scowled. Not only did this fail in waking him and make his arm sore, it also got him an amused snort from the aforementioned immortal. Unacceptable. Especially when one is more inclined to chopping the other into a million pieces than becoming a source of entertainment.

"So let me get this straight," Harry went back to being incredulous when his glowering failed to get him any answers, "You've been watching me from some crystal ball for all my life, including whenever I had a bath," Fate did his/her/its best to look innocent at this, "which is disturbingly stalkeresque might I add, and, having heard that I'll be going on a vacation, have taken it upon yourself to pick the destination for me."

Fate nodded happily and made to comment but Harry gestured for him/her/it to stay silent as he hadn't finished talking yet, "Furthermore, deciding that no country… no world… this whole dimension apparently not worth my time, instead you're going to send me, against my will no less, to another dimension where everything is practically the same anyway."

Fate nodded proudly, seemingly thinking that the green-eyed Gryffindor was very happy with his idea and was about to commend him/her/it on his/her/its brilliance.

Harry just continued speaking, looking at the immortal weirdly while frantically tried to think of a way to get himself out of this but how the heck do you get away from Fate? Heaven knows he's tried before… "Except for a few differences. One being that Neville is the Boy-Who-Lived."

Fate nodded happily again.

"And my counterpart, who, according to you, is a spoilt brat, and his parents along with a whole bunch of people who have died are still alive."

Happy nod.

"Of which includes Voldemort."

Fate appeared to be a bit less certain about this but nodded with as much vigour as he had before.

"Who had somehow gotten his body back in Neville's second year but has been laying low ever since for a reason that you're not going to tell me just… because."

Fate ignored Harry's exasperated look and nodded again.

"And not to mention I don't have a choice in this…"

Fate nodded smugly. Harry refrained from smashing the others face in.

"And you're going to send me to the beginning of my fourth year except I'm going to be a first year because you weren't bothered to set me up with international school transfer back story."

Fate nodded sheepishly this time.

"And did I mention I don't have a choice in this?"

Fate's grin answered this question loud and clear – Yes, he did and no, he didn't.

"With a name of Harry SKYWALKER of all names! I can't believe you've actually watch Star Wars… Merlin, I'm surprised you have actually have a DVD player! But I suppose I should feel lucky that you hadn't decided Baggins instead because you think it's 'witty'. And NO! We're not going to change it back to that because you're having seconds thoughts!"

Fate pouted.

"And I don't get a choice at all."

"Nope!" Fate finally spoke up and then waved in farewell to Harry with a mischievous grin on his face.

"And-" -ZAP-

Harry paused as he glanced warily at his new surroundings, in particular, the lack of Omnipotent-Beings-Who-Liked-To-Mess-With-Both-Harry's-Mind-And-Life. Catching sight of a mirror and his 11 year old reflection staring back at him, the once Harry James Potter now Harry 'Fate's Favourite Toy' Skywalker could only think of one thing to say…

"Fuck!!!"

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