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An 1: So um...like, my other story is like not getting any ideas so I'm on a break from it! yippee! its not abandoned i'm just kinda stuck.

An 2: I got this idea a long time ago an I'm finally putting it up...i have exams and stuff but i seriously just had to post this! it was nagging my brain!

An 3: I already proof-read this but there might still be a bit of mistakes...well... Enjoy and please review!

Chapter 1 To Another Dimension

How long had he been there, Minutes? Maybe hours or even years, he couldn't tell. He didn't care. The stark whiteness of the room reflected his mind. Blank.

He had spent a lot of time thinking. Replaying all their deaths…all of them. He kept seeing Dumbledore appear out of nowhere to defeat Voldemort and Ron turning on him to kill Hermione before striking him down as well. Faith didn't like him very much he had realized. First his parents, then his godfather and lastly the only woman he had ever truly loved.

Betrayal was a nasty thing. Ron had betrayed him…the fool had even killed his own sister in his quest for carnage.

Dumbledore. A man who he himself had seen die was not dead at all…and apparently half the light was far from good. Hermione had realized before him…she had tried to make him see reason in the tent that something was not right, she had told him that something was wrong with Ron but he hadn't listened and now she was dead.

"Are you finished wallowing in self-pity Mr Potter?"

He blinked. Was he hallucinating how? Why was McGonagall standing over him? Was she dead too? The last he remembered she was battling Dumbledore.

"You are not going mad Mr Potter" McGonagall sighed, waving her hand to wandlessly transfigure a table and two chairs out of thin air "Now get up! I have much to say before I send you to the correct dimension"

Harry groaned, he was trapped in a room with a crazy McGonagall.

McGonagall waved her hand once more and Harry found himself levitated to one of the seats. She took the opposite before waving her hand once more to create cups of tea for them both.

"How did you do that?" he asked, not truly wondering about her wandless magic but more about how she transfigured something out of thin air.

"Harry James Potter" McGonagall hissed "You have a chance to see your friends alive again"

Harry wasn't paying her any attention; he seemed to like the colour of his tea more. What was the point if he could see his friends again? What was she going to do? Send him back? Revive him? It was useless because without her his life was naught.

"You can see Hermione again"

His head snapped up "Hermione?" he barely whispered

McGonagall nodded "Yes. Now let me explain. I am not Minerva McGonagall I merely chose to take on her form, here−" she gestured around her "I am known as the Master of Time and Parallel Universes….but you can refer to me like you always do Mr. Potter"

If he was still alive Harry would have thought McGonagall had taken a bit too much spells to the head…but he wasn't and she had just transfigured stuff out of thin air so he gave her the benefit of the doubt.

"You, Mr Potter are the Master of Death, you have all the hollows" She took a sip of her tea "And therefore you did not truly die…in a sense you were placed in a stasis…as the Master of Parallel Universes and time I am tasked with the job of finding new Masters of Death. You, Mr Potter survived all the trials - which by the way was Voldemort and the hell of your life - and won but a betrayal cost you your life"

She stopped to see if he was truly listening and found that she had his undivided attention "As ordered from the higher powers you are to be sent to another Parallel Universe, with your powers, as a gift for becoming the Master of Death"

Harry blinked "So I can start over again…but this time I'll have all the Hallows"

"Not the Hallows Mr Potter. You will have all the powers of death…except for the ability to bring someone back to life"

"….will Hermione be there…in the other world I mean"

McGonagall gave him a small smile "Of course Harry…but I must warn you…that world is completely different from the one you have left"

"I don't care" He growled "As long Hermione is there…as long she's there then it's perfect"

McGonagall saw the insane glint flash through his eyes and suppressed a shiver. If there was one thing she hated about her job it was that she could not change the course of destiny and Harry Potter was destined for great things…great disastrous things. The masters of faith and destiny could only do so much and no more…in the dimensions before they were able to block Harry's other personality by giving him Ginny…but he had always wanted Hermione and with her death she feared that they would no longer be able to reel it back in…hopefully it took years to manifest…hopefully.

"I have a question Professor"

She blinked, breaking her train of thought and facing him "Yes Mr Potter"

"Why didn't you save us? Why was I born in this life? You're the Master of time and Parallel Universe's couldn't you have done something…" His gave was piercing and immediately she knew the real question 'Why hadn't she saved Hermione?'

"The masters do not control Mr Potter, We watch over…I watch over the happenings of time…such as time travel and I watch over the Universes. I do not determine who dies or doesn't…neither do the others…they watch over…they do not control" She gestured around "Faith. Time. Destiny. No one truly controls those…they are simply there"

He didn't look appeased "But what about Death? How I am able to control my powers…to control death?"

She sighed "Because death is unique Mr Potter…that is why we search for its master…it only ever chooses someone who can use its powers well…death is the only element in which can be controlled…and you Mr Potter is its Master"

She stood "Now I believe I have spoken enough, whatever else you wish to know you will have to research" She pointed her wand at him, not even giving him a moment to register what was just said "Goodbye Mr Potter"

He saw a white flash leave her wand before his world went black.

Harry snapped his eyes open, his eyes fixing on a wooden roof. It confused him for a mere minute since he had seconds before been in a room of complete white. McGonagall's words echoed in his mind and slowly he started to sit up…only for a hand to shoot out and push him back down.

"You are in so much trouble when your father returns!"

Harry felt joy fill his heart when he heard the familiar voice that he had only ever heard in nightmares. He turned his head and saw the dazzling emerald green eyes of Lily Potter…or at least that was who she was in his world….obviously she was still his mother here…but who was his father? The chances of it being James was high but then again McGonagall had said this world was different.

"Hi mom" he said, joy practically dripping from his words. He was momentarily surprised at the fact that his voice was so high and soft.

Lily crossed her arms "Don't you Mom me, I told you not to play with the broom without adult supervision!"

At her words a reel of memories flashed through his head. The splitting headache it came with caused him to cry out in pain as he curled into a fetal position in the oddly large bed.

Lily flew to her feet "Where is that blasted healer!" she hissed, running over to the whimpering child. She ran her fingers through his hair, whispering sweet nothings into his ears "It's okay sweetheart, mommy's here"

Harry suppressed another cry of pain. Damn, McGonagall didn't mention this. Through the pain he barely registered the fact that a male healer had arrived, the only reason he was even aware was due to Lily's shouts at the man for being late.

One specific memory flashed by…the memory of his birth…well not really his 'birth' per say, just the memory of being in his mother's arms. A man was standing next to her and he was definitely no James Potter. The man had familiar black hair that fell past his to shoulders and black orbs for eyes that seemed to stare into ones soul which made them almost as dazzling as Lily's. The expensive robes he wore spoke to his wealth….He knew this man that much Harry was certain of.

"What will we name him Severus?" Lily's voice echoed in his mind "How about Harry?"

Oh dear lord Severus Snape was his father….. Stupefied was the only word to describe Harry at this point. That wasn't even the most shocking realization….Snape actually looked decent and dare he think it…handsome. Snape's hair no longer looked like it was bathed in cans of oil; instead it looked slick and filled with life that made it hang lazily along his face.

"No" Severus said in answer to Lily's question "That sounds too muggle…."

Lily glared "Well I like that name Severus, plus you're a half-blood it points to your ancestry, you had no problem when we named Tom"

Severus sighed "Fine, then we'll name him Harrison, Harrison Salazar Snape…does that appease you love?"

Lily gave little Harrison a small smile "Yes, very….hello little Harry"

One particular memory stood out from the rest and the joy Harry felt when he saw this one was vastly larger than when he saw Lily.

Two people were standing at the doorway of his nursery. One was a woman that he recognized, though she looked a lot better than she did in his world; her curly black hair, much like with Snape's looked like the hair of a model, flowing with the life it never held in his world. She looked utterly regal in her robes.

"Bellatrix!" Lily shouted in joy from her position on the floor, she had been watching Harry play with his toys. She jumped to her feet and engulfed the woman in a hug "How are you and the kids? Tom isn't free at the moment he has classes with his governess"

Bellatrix sighed "Oh the kids are well, Orion and Sirius have classes with their governess as well so I could only bring Hermione" she gestured to brunette who stood by her feet.

Hermione was not that different from his world. She looked the same and had that intelligent look in her eyes. The only real difference was the fact that her hair flowed in pretty soft curls to her back and she was no longer buck-toothed at this age….which Harry knew from sight and his memories was a mere 2 years old. She was a few months older than him that much had not changed.

"I'm going to find Severus, we have much to discuss" The man at Bellatrix's side said. Harry for the life of him could not put a name to his face, he had never seen him before. The man was a good head taller than both women, the same height as Severus; he had a broader more muscular build than Severus and looked as if he was not someone to be trifled with. His had a cleanly shaven goatee and light brown hair and eyes like Hermione; his face showed that he was a good few years older than the adults in the house.

"Okay love" Bellatrix gave him a light kiss on the cheek and watched him go

"Hermione dear, go and play with Harry" Lily said to the little girl

Hermione nodded and went over to where little Harry was playing with a toy dragon that breathed fake fire "Can I play?" she asked, pointing at the dragon, her words were completely fluent pointing to her intellect.

Little Harry handed her a dragon identical to his "Come play Hermy"

Hermione gave an exasperated sigh, much like the one she had seen her mother do whenever her brothers annoyed her "It's Her-mio-ne"

Harry gave a pained chuckle at her words. The other memories went past swiftly. The moment they were over Harry was sure of many things. Firstly, Lily and Severus Snape were his parents and Bellatrix and Gellert Grindelwald were Hermione's. Secondly, Hermione had two older brothers Orion Grindelwald who was 10 and Sirius Grindelwald who was 8, the two could have been twins due to how much they looked alike; he was pretty happy that Sirius was alive and well in this world…plus he was in such a close proximity to him. Thirdly, he had an older brother, Thomas who was the same age as Orion. Fourthly He was currently 5 and Hermione was 6, which was why his voice had been so irritatingly high.

Fifthly Grindelwald had defeated the Darklord…who surprisingly happened to be Albus Dumbledore; it was hilarious really. Dumbledore wanted to get rid of dark magic and all purebloods, halfbloods or muggleborn not on his side. In this world dark magic was second nature and Purebloods were as popular as halfbloods and muggleborns so Dumbledore was immediately titled 'Darklord'.

Sadly Dumbledore had apparently broken out of Azkaban just last year and was currently on the ministry's hit list. Harry had to say, Dumbledore made a great Darklord.

Lastly and definitely the most important in his books was the fact that he was madly in love with Hermione and would kill anyone who threatened her. This time she would live and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

"Harry? Sweetie please open your eyes, you have to take this medicine, it will make everything better – It will make it better correct?"

"Y-Yes Mrs. S-Snape"

He would have rather gone straight to bed but decided that he should spend some quality time with his mother. He uncurled himself from the ball he had formed and sat up in the large bed. He felt like he could actually get lost in this bed.

The terrified healer had proceeded to administer a vile tasting potion down Harry's throat before handing Lily three identical potions and telling her when to administer them. The healer left soon after.

Lily placed the small bottles on the small bedside table before sitting at the foot of his bed. She wasn't smiling.

"Dobby!"

A pop was followed by the familiar elf standing in front of Lily. The elf wore a black coat and pants, each were rimmed in red and on the breast pocket was the design of a single red rose entangled by a green snake. If Harry's memories served him well then the clothes were made by Winky who just so happened to be Hermione's personal elf. Dobby was his.

"Mistress Lily called Dobby?" The little elf asked

Lily smiled fondly at the creature "Yes Dobby I did. Please tell Tom I am calling him and bring him here"

"Yes Mistress Lily" Dobby popped away for a second and popped back the next with a little boy by his side.

Harry recalled Tom from his memories though his face was blurry, the name was of course identical to that of Voldemort and in all truth Harry was looking forward to having Tom Riddle as a brother. The light side could perish for all he cared; they took away his Hermione from him that alone was enough to curse them to eternal damnation…did that really make sense, he wondered. In this world everything was a total twist. Well, whatever, he would figure out who he wanted to kill as time rolled along…they were all different in this world after all…Dumbledore though was definitely dead.

The boy, Harry realized, was the younger version of Tom Riddle before Hogwarts, he looked exactly as he did in Dumbledore's Pensieve. He had Blue eyes, neat black hair and everything else 'Tom Riddle'. Tom was dressed in a simple shirt and pants with a large tomb securely under his arm.

"You called Mother?" Tom asked as he gave Harry a short look, Tom actually looked worried when he noticed the potions on his brothers table "The healer didn't say anything bad did he?" he placed the tomb on the bed and lay his small hand on Harry's forehead.

Lily grabbed Tom by the scruff of his collar and dragged him in front of her "What did I say before I left for work Thomas?"

Tom rolled his eyes "Watch your brother"

"Exactly, now please explain to me why during my lunch Dobby appeared, crying about Harry taking a fall?"

Tom sighed "I told him not to go outside mother! I locked him in his room but you know Harry, he always finds a way out" Tom glared down at Harry, no longer worried because the boy had gotten him in trouble "It wasn't my fault correct Harry?"

Before anything else could be said the doors banged open and in waltzed Severus Snape, looking to all the world like he was king, his black robes billowed in that bat-like fashion Harry was so used to and a small scowl was on his face.

Lily was immediately on her feet and before Harry could so much as blink she had latched herself on to the man's lips "Oh Severus, I'm so sorry for calling you away from that meeting in Bulgaria, I knew it was important but I'm sure Kakaroff can wait"

Severus looked over at Harry "What happened this time?" he asked

Tom decided to speak before anyone else could corrupt his father "Mother went to work and she left me with Harry, she told me to watch him so I locked him in his room and him being as stupid as he is snuck out then went on his broom without me being aware and –" Tom gestured at Harry, who had gone flustered at being called stupid "That is the end result"

Harry stumbled out of the bed; he pointed an accusing finger at Tom as his memories came into focus "He's lying! He was in the library reading that ugly book of his and I wanted to play so I asked him to play with me but he told me to leave him alone and go play with my stupid toys!" Harry's glare seemed to harden as he focused on his brother "I asked if I could use the broom and he said, and I quote 'knock yourself out for all I care'"

The room went completely silent after Harry's outburst and everyone simply stared at him. Tom stared with a mixture of shock and retribution while Severus and Lily looked on in disbelief. They all had the same thought running through their brains 'How hard did he hit his head?'

"Tom, quickly floo call Healer Row!" Lily shouted, never taking her eyes off Harry

Tom rolled his eyes in exasperation but ran off all the same. Harry was left there wondering what he had done wrong, he certainly hadn't said anything wrong, Tom loved to harass him and it was a daily thing so why were they all freaking out.

"Maybe Hermione finally rubbed off on him" Severus suggested already over his initial shock "After all she's six and can speak so fluently, she has the same governess as Harry and they are always together so maybe her language skills and fiery attitude rubbed off on him"

Ah, Harry thought in realization, the 'other Harry', the one they were used to could not speak so fluently much less manage to glare at his brother, plus the 'other Harry' had never before spoken up to his brother. Also the 'other Harry' was fairly soft spoke and shy…now that Harry truly thought about it…the 'other Harry' was quite a wimp.

"Mom I am okay" Harry hissed when she pulled him up into her arms to see if she could examine him more closely. He was as short as ever so it was no great feat for her.

The healer came bursting through the door, looking utterly exhausted "You called Lady Snape– Oh Lord Snape you are present, good day sir"

Snape Sneered "Enough with the pleasantries and take a look at my son...Lily seems to think that something is wrong with his head"

Harry was more than a bit offended; he wanted to shout at Snape but managed to keep down his insults. If they heard those words coming out of his mouth they would definitely send him to St. Mungo's.

Lily refused to relinquish her hold on Harry while the healer did his scans "He's speaking so well and he actually spoke back to Tom...and he glared at him too. Harry was always such a quiet boy, he only ever really spoke around Hermione...something must have gone wrong with his head"

Harry waited patiently for the healer to finish his check-up, Tom had returned a few minutes ago and was standing behind Severus mouthing the words 'Retribution' over and over again so that Harry could see. Harry merely rolled his eyes and snuggled closer to Lily, giving Tom smug eyes that clearly said 'I can still get carried by Mom, can you?' Harry knew he was being childish but it was best to be childish and keep any further attention away from himself instead of acting like the 16 yr old he was and get sent to St. Mungo's.

Healer Row gasped, drawing the attention of everyone in the room "What is it?" Lily asked urgently

"It's amazing Mrs. Snape...I have no explanation for this but your sons magic levels have soared, its twice what it should be for a child his age and his brain waves have developed dramatically...that fall, I don't know what it did but it affected your son in the positive" Healer Row stared at Harry like he wanted to dissect him just to find out how it could have happened.

Severus leveled a cold look on Healer Row "And you could not deduce this the first time you checked him?" he asked. Healer Row started to sweat profusely. The Snape's were not a family you wanted on your bad side. Severus Snape did not have famous ancestry, his magical father hadn't been anything to talk about...but Lily Snape was a whole other matter by herself. She was the pureblood heir to The Noble and Most Ancient House of Evans; both her parents were squibs, which was something Lily had not been aware of until she got her Hogwarts letter, only a magical descendant could become head and Lily fit the criteria quite well.

Lily being the only living heir had inherited everything...which was no small amount. She was ten times as rich as the Malfoy's, which made her as rich as Gellert Grindelwald. When she married Snape he immediately became the Head of House and power was at his fingers. The Evans line had 3 seats on the Wizengamot which gave them even more power than they already had.

These things alone made the Snape's a family to be feared...but when you added in the fact that they were friends with Gellert Grindelwald, they became untouchable. Gellert Grindelwald was after all the Head of the Wizengamot among other things and the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Well are you going to answer?" Severus asked with a sneer

"I-I am so sorry sir, I didn't really pay attention, I just assumed that from that height all he had was a mild concussion and a bit of bruises...which is why I gave Mrs. Snape potions for his concussion and pain"

Snape raised a brow "Ah, so you assumed that my child was alright...let's have a little talk Healer Row"

Lily placed Harry on the ground and ran her fingers threw his hair. It fell to his shoulders in straight locks much like Snape's and was parted to allow a bit in his face...he should really look in a mirror...James Potter was no longer his father...oh Merlin what if he got Snape's nose?

"Follow Tom to the kitchens Harry, you can have any dessert you want...when everything is finished up here we'll take you to St. Mungo's for another check-up"

Harry frowned "I don't want to go to St. Mungo's"

Lily smiled, he looked so cute when he was trying to be defiant "I know sweetheart but it's just to make sure Healer Row didn't assume something again"

"You're going to leave me there, I'm not going mad Mother" Harry backed away from Lily "I'm not going" He definitely wasn't going to St. Mungo's to have them poke around his brain and try to find out what did what to get him like this.

"Let him be Mother, it's not like it's a bad thing...he's finally gotten a bit of sense, at least he's not as stupid as before" Tom said

Harry glared at his brother; he didn't like being called stupid...he wasn't stupid and he HATED it when people called him names. He had gotten enough of that in his other life and would not have the same thing happen again here.

"I am not stupid" he said darkly "Apologize" his voice would have sounded more convincing if it wasn't so high and baby-like, so he decided to try another way to make Tom realize he wasn't joking.

The temperature in the room dropped and a strong wind picked up. Severus rolled his eyes "Harry, you will not throw a magical tantrum" he said strongly to his son.

Harry looked at his father "I don't like it when he calls me stupid"

Snape smirked; it seemed his son was finally getting some back-bone. This fall from his broom must have been a gift sent by God; he never understood why Tom could be so strong-willed and intelligent while Harry was so shy and soft-spoken, at points in time he would wonder if Harry was actually his child.

Severus gave Tom a stern look "Tom cease in your childish behavior of calling your brother names"

Tom gritted his teeth but said nothing. He was starting to hate this 'fall' more and more. It's not that he hated his brother; it was just that the little boy was so fun to tease and irritate. Harry was always his stress reliever...now it seemed like the boy had matured quite a bit and refused to be treated as such. Tom realized he should have just followed his mother's instructions and watched his brother, if he had none of this would have happened.

The temperature went back to normal and Harry gave Tom a smug look that had the boy bristling. Oh his little brother would pay.

"Now Harry, will you listen to mommy and go eat dessert, then go to St. Mungo's" Lily asked. Harry could see the worry rolling off her in waves; she was honestly worried for his health.

"Fine" He finally said "But only if you stay with me the entire time"

Lily sighed in relief and a beaming smile brightened her face "Of course darling, now go downstairs with your brother, your father and I need to speak with Healer Row"

Harry nodded and slowly followed Tom out of the room. He had to admit that he did feel a bit sorry for Healer Row, his mother was a feisty woman and Snape wasn't someone to be trifled with either.

He dismissed the thought from his head and instead started to think of all the perks of his new life; he had his mother and Hermione plus Sirius was alive...though at a much younger age...those were actually the only perks he could find. He had thought having Tom Riddle as a brother wouldn't be so bad, not he knew that it was definitely a curse and Snape as a father was something he had not seen coming...but he guessed the powers that ruled decided that Snape should get a break in this world and get the family he always wanted.

Well whatever, he had other things to think about...like how he would get away from Tom and take a quick trip to Hermione's. He looked up and saw Tom storming away ahead of him...well that just made things easier.

He took a turn down a different hallway. The Evans Manor was Huge but since he had his memories it was a simple task of finding the library in the left wing of the manor. The portraits helped as well; they were always willing to help the young master.

He entered the library and took a moment to look at the enormity of it. He truly could not visualize himself reading off all of those books...Hermione on the other hand he could see doing just that. After getting over his amazement he went over to the roaring fireplace at the centre of the room and grabbed a bit of powder from the jar on top it.

"Grindelwald Manor!" He shouted as he threw in the powder and disappeared in a whirl of green flames.

Poor Tom reached the kitchens without being aware that his brother was not following behind him "I want cheesecake" He shouted to the room of house elves, usually he would have asked kindly but given his current temper 'kind' was not on his mind. He took a seat at the counter and opened his tomb.

He became engrossed in his work until his cake came. He started to munch on it, still not aware that Harry was not next to him eating anything. A tap to his shoulder broke him from his concentration, by this time his anger had dissipated so instead of snarling at whomever was distracting him he merely looked down in question "Yes Minx?" he asked the tiny elf, she was dressed in a suit just like the other elves, though it was a skirt instead of pants as was the attire for the females.

"Mistress Snape is asking for the young masters" she said timidly

Tom nodded and closed his book "Come along Harry mother is–" Tom paused when he didn't see Harry; he looked around and saw his brother nowhere in sight. He slid from his seat "Where is my brother? He was just here" he asked the elves

Minx looked at him in confusion "Master Harry was never here sir"

Panic filled Tom's system "All of you, quickly look for my brother and bring him here!" He ordered loudly.

All the elves popped away, which were quite a lot. He waited until they were all back; they had their heads hung which was never a good thing in Tom's books.

A single elf stepped forward to speak "Master Harry is not in the house sir"

All the life drained away from Tom's face, what would he tell his mother? The world didn't seem to be on his side as at that exact moment Lily stepped through the Kitchen doors.

"What is taking so – Tom where is your brother?"

Curse the world.

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