A different upbringing leaves Harry Potter with an early knowledge of magic and a view towards the Wizarding World not as an escape from the Dursleys, but as an opportunity to learn more about it. Unfortunately, he quickly finds that there are many elements in this new world that are unwilling to leave the Boy-Who-Lived alone.

Harry Potter, the Master of Death, loathes the 'Adventures-of-the-Boy-Who-Lived' children's storybooks. I mean, what kind of kid grabs his happy band of childhood friends, smacks around some dragons, nundus, and dark wizards, and skips home in time for tea and scones? But, after 40,000 years of living and dying, the Master of Death realizes something... He probably could.