Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter I would have enough money to build myself a house with a tower and since I am in possession of no such house I must conclude that I do not own the series.

Summery: I know about your gift, your curse. You wish you could have been born someone normal. That's where I come in. I can send you to a world where you were never the chosen one. So what do you say do you want to go? Dimensional travel twin femharry

Prolog: The Gift And The Curse

It was over. Voldemort lay dead in front of Harry and as the dust settled he could hear people cheering. The fighting was done and as word of Voldemort's demise spread more people joined the celebration. But above all of the cheering could be heard a wordless cry of anguish for what Harry saw that day was not a battle won but another family lost.

Around him were the people he had come to call family and they were all dead. Patches of red a sign that another Weasley had been died saving him. The sun no longer reflected off of Luna's silvery hair as it was stained red with her blood. Hermione and Ginny were a short distance off having managed to take Bellatrix with them in the end. Looking around he saw more faces of those he knew and loved. Those who had been with him smiling just that morning would never look at him again. And then he started seeing the others; Neville, Sirius and Cedric then his parents. Where ever he looked there was another dead friend. Finally he found Dumbledore dead eyes devoid of their usual twinkle. Harry took a step back and woke up.

He sighed another day another dream, it had been two years since the fateful day when he had lost everything. And even though the dreams didn't come every night anymore he still had them at least once a week. But he didn't have time to dwell on the past.

After the war was over Harry had been conned into taking a government position, which had worked great for about a month. But once people realized that he actually wanted to change wizarding society instead of being a nice figurehead that would "give people hope for a bright future" they started transferring him from department to department so that "everyone would benefit from working with him." But in reality it was just to make sure he couldn't actually accomplish anything.

As Harry got ready for the day he thought about his life and how much he hated it since that day. Yes there had been hard times before but he has always had friends, there were always people there for him to talk to or just for support. Everyone kept telling him that he was lucky to be alive, that he had a special gift that that had allowed him to survive. But as he thought back on his life he decided the gift everyone kept talking about was more of a curse than a gift. He was not gifted with life he was cursed with watching others die, more often than not for him.

As Harry returned to earth he jumped noticing someone sitting across from him eating his breakfast. Pulling his wand from the holster on his arm and aiming it at the stranger he yelled "Who the hell are you?"

The stranger looked up from the cereal "About time you noticed me," he said with a laugh.

"You still haven't answered my question." Harry replied without moving his wand.

"I am the person you have been waiting for." He replied cryptically.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Harry shot back.

"I know about your gift, your curse. How you wish you could have been born someone other than the boy-who-lived. That you hadn't been settled with the responsibility of defeating Voldemort. That's where I come in. I can send you to a world where you were never the chosen one. Your parents will even be alive there. So what do you say do you want to go?" He said with a smile.

Harry looked at him skeptically "How do I know you are telling the truth? This seems to good to be true and you did break into my house." Although he was still weary of the strange man he was starting to feel hope for the first time in a long time.

"I vow on my life and my magic that all I have told you is true." The man said with his hand over his heart. He seemed to glow for a moment before he spoke again "There does that make you happy."

Harry lowered his wand slightly. "Ok so you can send me to another dimension or something like that but what do you get out of this?"

"Oh nothing much only the joy of helping my fellow man."

"Wrong try again." Harry replied raising his wand again.

"OK OK OK, you strike a hard bargain. I think it would be hilarious to watch everyone run around like chickens with their heads cut off once they realize you are gone. And it would piss off a friend of mine. One of my favorite things to do is make her mad when we're not even in the same universe."

Harry watched as the man rubbed his hands together and grinned in childish glee the only thing he could think was this man is insane. But Harry really wanted to get away from his life and the promise of a world where his friends and family were alive was just to good to pass up. So he decided why not the worst that could happen was he would die and even that didn't seem as bad as what he was doing right now.

"Fine I will go." He said breaking the man out of his fantasy. "What do I need to do?"

"Just take a deep breath" The man said as he walked up to Harry. "And kiss your butt goodbye." With that the man whacked him on the forehead and Harry's world went dark.

The strange man looked at the empty spot where Harry had been standing seconds before and began to giggle. This continued for a good ten minutes until he heard a sigh behind him. He turned around to see a woman massaging her temple as if to ward off a headache.

"Where did you send him?" She asked.

"Who knows, but look at the shiny new house he has left us." he replied dissolving into laughter again.

"Brother, you really are crazy and I am not going to bail you out when you get in trouble this time." She said as she walked out of the room.

So tell me what you think and look forward to the next chapter.