A/N: Here I am eating this terrible tasting kale salad watching Goblet of Fire, the movie at the graveyard scene and I was like what if Voldy managed to just kill Harry right there. I looked for some fics where that happened and apparently there is a some old abandoned ones where Harry is too weak to fight Voldy so they summon a new Harry to fight him. It was super interesting and I wanted to take my own shot at doing so.

"Accio!" Harry yelled, pointing his wand at the Triwizard Cup.

It flew into the air and soared toward him. Harry was prepared to catch it by the handle when he heard Voldemort's scream of fury at the same moment that he saw the cup fly towards him. Harry with one hand stretched out, the other firmly grasping Cedric had no defense against the angry dark silver curse that connected with his neck that made everything go black.

"Harry Potter is dead" snickered Voldemort "We are back and the world is for our taking"

Summoning the severed head of Harry, Voldemort carved "The Dark Lord Returns" into the forehead before placing the head onto the cup and watching both teleport away.

1 Week Later: Order of the Phoenix Headquarters

Dumbledore had been busy, the world needed him to step up and fight Tom Riddle Jr once again, but he knew that he could not. Not because he was losing a step or not able to go blow to blow with Tom, no there was a matter of that pesky prophecy hanging in the balance.

Tom could only be defeated by the Child of Prophecy, except he had already killed this world's Harry Potter.

But what about other 'Harry Potter's? Magic was an unusual thing that often produced results based off of intentions rather than need.

Well right now, the intention was to meet the need, the need being a Harry Potter to oppose Lord Voldemort.

Which brings us to the current Order meeting, Dumbledore had already completed drawing up a ritual that would bring about their desires.

"I've called this meeting today to let you know that I have found a solution to Voldemort" said Dumbledore as he ignored the flinches.

"You're going to fight him yourself" mocked a very drunk Sirius from the back of the room.

Everyone ignored him, he had just lost the most important person in his life and was understandingly very deep in grief.

"No, I have a ritual that we can use to summon a warrior that is capable of defeating Voldemort" said Dumbledore, hiding the fact that it was guaranteed to be another Harry Potter.

Molly frowned "Is it right to pull someone else into our war"

"We can always return them to their home when they are done here" lied Dumbledore, he was sure they could do it.

How? Oh he had no idea, but he had time to figure that out while this new Harry took the war to Voldemort.

"So how does this work? This isn't blood magic is it?" asked generic Order member #7

"There is a slight sacrifice, I had to use an priceless artifact as an anchor for the ritual to work." said Dumbledore as he pulled Harry's invisible cloak out of the inner pocket of his robes.

"The Cloak of Invisibility?" asked Remus

"Yes, it is one of a kind and invaluable in terms of gold and actual use. Something like this is the only thing that we could use short of another human" answered Dumbledore.

As Dumbledore unfolded the cloak, everyone was able to see the runes that he had written all over the silvery piece of fabric.

The cloak was also cut in a manner that would let it stretch from one end of the table to the other.

Everyone but Sirius had a hand on it, 27 people in total.

"Ok, the ritual is simple, we must all just think about summoning a person who can defeat Voldemort" said Dumbledore, the round of flinches ignored.

Everyone nodded and then Dumbledore started the ritual with a flare of magic, the runes written on the cloak glowing with power as Dumbledore activated them. The many members of the Order felt a soft tug on their magic, the large amount of people making it easier on them as individuals.

The drain picked up and several members were dealing with the uncomfortable feeling of their magic being drained at a rate they weren't sure they could handle for much longer.

Dumbledore noticed this and started powering more of his own magic to lessen the toll on the group, there was a bright flash before the drain ended.

The cloak was burnt to a crisp, ruined by the large amount of magic channeled through it.

Dumbledore looked around, his final push of magic had drained him almost to empty. Where was the sign of their savior? Surely they had preformed the ritual correctly.

"You fucked up again Bumbledore" slurred Sirius as he stood up and walked over to the table "And ya ruined James and Harry's cloak"

Sirius snatched the cloak off the table, but the moment his hand it it, the cloak glowed a bright silver, the burnt runes shining again.

All of the light in the room was sucked up by the cloak, leaving them in pure darkness besides the glowing fabric. The world around them started to shake and it felt like the building would collapse around them.

Sirius yelped as the cloak burned hot and suddenly there was bright flash that filled the room, blinding everyone.

BOOM!

It sounded like a went off in the meeting room as the world continued to shake and then in a blast of pitch black smoke, there was a young man that many people in the room were familiar with.

The messy raven locks, the signature lightning bolt like scar on the forehead, the wiry thin body. The only difference between this Harry and the one that they were familiar with was that this Harry was a couple years older ... oh and completely naked.

The newcomer's eyes flickered opened and he groaned, sitting up rubbing his head, his green eyes glowing even in the light that had returned to normal for the room.

"Oooow, my fucking head man" groaned the new Harry, his voice being a bit deeper than they expected "Where am I?"

"You are in the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, Harry my boy" said Dumbledore.

Harry snapped his head towards Dumbledore and quickly rolled away, kicking the feet out from Sirius without looking at him and pulled Sirius' wand out of his sleeve before pointing said wand at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore motioned for everyone else to shut up and let him and him alone talk to this new Harry.

"Who are you?" asked Harry

"You don't know who I am" asked Dumbledore "I'm Professor Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts"

"Yeah and you died like 3 weeks ago, so maybe try again" hissed Harry, wand still trained on Dumbledore.

"I died?" muttered Dumbledore "Voldemort must be more powerful than I imagined"

"Voldemort" repeated Harry "Why are you bringing up the dead?"

"Voldemort is gone in your world?" asked Dumbledore

"I killed him back at the end of my fifth year, he tried to duel in my ministry and I blasted him back through a veil that sucked up his soul" answered Harry before he asked "My world?"

Dumbledore looked flushed "Yes, your world seeing as you aren't from here. We summoned you here to take care of our world's Voldemort"

Harry frowned before a smirk graced his face "Ah I get it, this is a joke. George, I give it up to you, the beard is spot on. Fred, wherever you are, bravo on the costumes."

"I swear on my magic, that everything I have told Harry James Potter, to be truthful" said Dumbledore, his magic glowing to confirm the truth. A flick of his wand and a cup floated up off the table.

"Ok, so you summoned me here to do defeat someone I already did in my world?" asked Harry

"Yes, you've already done it before, why not do it again?" asked Dumbledore.

"I don't know, maybe because its bloody difficult. Why would I want to do it again? For people I don't even know?" questioned Harry, not willing to believe that anyone would really do some bullshit like what this Dumbledore was telling him.

"I'm sure that a lot of the same people are in this world as your own world." said Dumbledore.

"But they're not the people that I know." stated Harry as he looked around, wagging his eyebrows at Tonks, making her blush and her hair turn bright red.

"So, where is my counterpart? Is he getting his dick sucked or something? Too busy to pick up a wand to fight this snake faced bastard" asked Harry

"The Harry Potter of this world is dead" said Dumbledore with a somber tone

Harry blinked and said "What is going on in this world? What did you teach him? You had me more than prepared to fight Voldemort by the time he came back"

Dumbledore's face went flush with embarrassment "Harry was quite the average student"

Harry frowned "Average? What was he never able to defeat you in one of the training sessions between the two of you Dumbledore?"

"I never trained this world's Harry" mumbled Dumbledore.

"I must have misheard you, your Harry is dead, because you never bothered to train him for a threat you knew about from the beginning" deadpanned Harry

"That would be correct" answered Dumbledore

"Ok, so let's say I agree to off your Voldy, you guys send me back home or do I have to stay here?" asked Harry

"We have a ritual to send you back but you can stay here if you want" said Dumbledore

"Ok, so what year is your Harry going into?" asked Harry

"Fifth year"

"Merlin's saggy balls, what the shite Dumbledore" cursed Harry "So, am I supposed to just like take his place or something?"

"That would be the best course of action" replied Dumbledore

"Ok, I will do it on two conditions; The first is that I get all of the gold and assets that the original Harry Potter had, I was rich and I imagine this kid was rich with you managing his account Dumbledore." said Harry

"If you are going to assume his place in our world even for the time being, I see nothing wrong with that request" said Dumbledore

"Glad you agree because the second request involves you, you're not allowed to lie to me" said Harry with a fake smile on his face.

Dumbledore paled slightly "Harry, I would never lie to you"

"Yeah yeah yeah, cut the whole 'Grandfather who is holier than thou', I already know all about you Greater Good" said Harry

Dumbledore shrugged and said "You can't blame an old man for trying, so you will take the place of our Harry, assume his wealth and I shall not lie to you. Anything else?"

"Yeah, imma need that in writing" said Harry, absolutely sure that Dumbledore would lie to him immediately the first chance he got.

As Dumbledore left to go get the legal paper to make their agreement binding, Harry relaxed for a moment, but the Order immediately ruined that by pointing at him.

"What's wrong?" asked Harry as several of them covered their eyes.

"You're naked" said Tonk

"Yeah, this is how I sleep" said Harry as he stretched, showing his body off to the rest of the room.

"So, how was Harry in this world?" asked Harry as he flicked Sirius's wand and his body was covered in plain black robes.

"Well he was the sweetest thing, almost like another one of my sons. I'm sure you had a similar relationship to me in your world." said Molly

"Um no" replied Harry "I couldn't stand you"

Molly looked like she had been slapping in the face "But why not?"

"It had to do with the first time that I met you" said Harry

Harry was pushing his cart, somewhat just following this rather large family. So, when they came to a stop, Harry was forced to as well. It was rather lucky for Harry, that he stopped just near enough to hear what they were saying.

"Now, what's the platform number?" asked the boys' mother, something that Harry found weird. If you clearly had at least 3 children in the school, why wouldn't you know the platform number?

"Something about that seemed weird to me, like you went to Hogwarts, why didn't you know the platform. It seemed like a set up, so I never liked you after that." answered Harry honestly

"But I'm sure that you were still friends with my son Ron, right?" asked Molly

"Eh, he also bad first impression" said Harry

The door of the compartment slid open and the youngest red- headed boy came in.

"Anyone sitting there?" he asked, pointing at the seat opposite Harry. "Everywhere else is full."

Harry felt his heart burst in disappointment, his long and quiet trip was possibly about to be ruined. However, he did have some manners, so Harry shook his head and the boy sat down. He glanced at Harry and then looked quickly out of the window, pretending he hadn't looked. Harry saw he still had a black mark on his nose.

"My name is Ron, nice to meet you" said the newly named Ron

'I will not be remembering that' thought Harry, unconcerned with red haired boy in front of him.

"My name is Harry, I have a bit of a headache, so I think I'm going to nod off" lied Harry, unwilling to have an actual conversation with an actual person.

"Hey, Ron."

The twins were back.

"Listen, we're going down the middle of the train. Our friend, Lee Jordan has got a giant tarantula down there."

"Right," mumbled Ron.

"At least we warned you, can't have you fainting on the way to school" said the other twin, "did we introduce ourselves?" this question was addressed to Harry, who was actually getting the headache that he lied about.

"No, I do not believe that we have been introduced, my name is Harry" said Harry, hoping to get this conversation over with.

"Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our brother. See you later, then." Said the twins in union, something that annoyed Harry, listening to something once was enough. There was no need for an echo.

"Bye," said Harry and Ron. The twins slid the compartment door shut behind them.

"You said your name is Harry, does this mean that your Harry Potter?" Ron blurted out.

"Do you know me?" asked Harry, confused as to why this ginger boy who he had never met would know his name.

"Everyone knows who you are. You're Harry bloody Potter, the Boy Who Lived." Exclaimed Ron

"Oh yeah, I guess everyone would know about that" muttered Harry

"And have you really got — you know . . ." said Ron.

He pointed at Harry's forehead.

"Excuse me?" asked Harry

"I am just trying to see where You-Know-Who cast his spell"

"Yes, I can see that" said Harry while still denying the Red Head to opportunity to see his scar hidden under his bangs, "but I can't remember it."

"Nothing?" said Ron eagerly.

"Well I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else." Mumbled Harry

"That's it," said Ron clearly disappointed by the lack of details. He sat and stared at Harry for a few moments, then, as though he had suddenly realized what he was doing, he looked quickly out of the window again.

" I think that I am going to take that nap now" said Harry, ready to get away from the Red head in front of him.

"Ron was really rude, so we didn't make good friends. He was a decent roommate once I learned the silencing charm and charmed his bed every night to prevent his snoring from ruining the nights" said Harry

"What about the other friend? Hermione Granger is her name?" said Tonks

Harry couldn't prevent the goofy grin that hit his face, one that made Sirius chuckled as he recognized that one from his days hanging out with James.

"Shit Harry, we shouldn't be doing this" moans Hermione

"Shhh!" replied Harry as he continued to drive himself into her from behind, her perky ass rippling with every clash of their skin.

"OH MY GOD" screamed Hermione as Harry started jack hammering into her

Harry let the goofy smile drop from his face and said "I know Hermione, you could say that we were close."

Harry looked at the man on the ground and said "Sirius? You're alive"

"Only in the physical" muttered Sirius before Harry flicked his wand and Sirius was now sober, cleaned, groomed, and wearing an identical set of plain black robes as Harry.

"Woah" said Sirius feeling a bit light headed

"That was rather powerful and advanced magic" commented Shacklebolt

"You don't defeat the most powerful wizard in the world if you can't perform simple things like that." replied Harry before he conjured himself a comfy chair and sunk into it.

"You know who isn't the most powerful wizard in the world" said Molly

"Who said I was talking about him, I've defeated Dumbledore in plenty of one on one matches" said Harry.

"That's quite the claim, how can someone so young become so powerful" asked Mad-Eye Moody, his gruff voice speaking for the first time, clearly worried about this new Harry.

"Classic Mad-Eye, always worried." chuckled Harry "But you are right to be, for I am a powerful elemental"

Harry had expected gasps, but instead all he got was blank stares from the many orders members.

"What is that?" asked Tonks

Harry frowned "No wonder this world's version of me wasn't more powerful"

Opening his right hand and pointing the palm up, Harry's magic flared as a small little tornado appeared in his hand.

This did draw some gasps as they realized that this Harry was very much different.

"Yeah I don't think anyone in our world can do this" commented Tonks as she watched the spinning wind leave Harry's hand and float around the room before it expanded and exploded into a light breeze.

"So can you control other elements?" asked Arthur

"No, I am a wind elemental, back in my world, Dumbledore was a powerful fire elemental, Moldy Voldy could control ice. Not everyone is a elemental though, Dumbledore always thought you had to be a mage level wizard to be one" answered Harry

"Mage level? That's quite the claim boy" said Mad-Eye

"When your life is always in danger, you either grow or die" said Harry dismissively

"Can I have my wand back?" asked Sirius

Harry nodded and flipped the wand back to his godfather's counterpart.

"I'll probably need to get a new wand, can't exactly kill Voldemort with my bare hands." joked Harry before his eyes took on a dark look "I could probably rip all the air out of his lungs if I really wanted too"

Sirius chuckled nervously and said "I have our Harry's wand" before he ran out the room, returning a couple minutes later, in his hand a familiar wand.

"Is that an 11 inch Holly Phoenix feather wand?" asked Harry

"Yeah, did you have something similar back in your world" asked Sirius as he handed the wand over to the new Harry.

"I had the same wand, it was key to me being able to defeat Voldemort. With this wand, none of his spells were able to land a killing blow on me" said Harry as he grasped the wand, a warm feeling spread through his body as the wand accepted him.

"So, what is the first plan of action for us" asked Shacklebolt

"The first thing we need to do, is piss Voldemort off. The angrier that he grows, the more mistakes that he will make, the more of his followers that he will kill." said Harry

"Your plan is to piss off the most dangerous wizard on the island?" asked Mad-Eye

"First of all, I'm sitting right here. Second, yes the plan is get Voldemort out into the open. Once the public knows that he is back, we wouldn't have to work in hiding." said Harry

"The world already knows that he's back." said Remus

Harry blinked "What year is this?"

"1995" answered Sirius

"At the end of my fourth year, I won the TriWizard Tournament, I battled Voldy in the graveyard, our bout ended in a draw and I grabbed the cup and portkeyed back to Hogwarts" listed off Harry as he tried to figure out where things went wrong.

"It kind of went like that, but our Harry wasn't able to escape the graveyard, he was beheaded and had something carved into his forehead to let the world know that he was back" said Remus

Harry frowned and for the first time, he was concerned about his new job of killing Voldemort. It had been easier in his world, the dark wizard had been hiding in the shadows, unwilling to take center stage.

But apparently he had already done that, he wanted it to be known that he was alive and well. That was not the Voldemort that he had battled, this version of Voldemort was like this world's version of himself, different to be kind.

There was a creaking of the floorboards from the front door and Harry glanced towards the entrance to the kitchen where the meeting was being held.

"Who else besides Dumbledore is missing?" asked Harry, his wand trained towards the door.

The order members chattered, trying to think of who could be missing. But Harry got his answer when a man dressed in thick black robes walked through the door. He had a long hooked nose, greasy shoulder length hair, eyes that burned with hatred.

Harry's face twisted into one of pure rage, his already glowing eyes shone brighter.

"Severus Snape" hissed Harry, his words quieting the room.

As Harry looked at the one time Hogwarts professor from his timeline, he couldn't think back to what he knew about the man, his last memories of him.

Harry watched as the memory version of Lily and Snape were walking across the castle courtyard, evidently arguing. Harry hurried to catch up with them, to listen in. As he reached them, he realised how much taller they both were: a few years seemed to have passed since their Sorting.

'... thought we were supposed to be friends?' Snape was saying. 'Best friends?'

'We are, Sev, but I don't like some of the people you're hanging around with! I'm sorry, but I detest Avery and Mulciber! Mulciber! What do you see in him, Sev? He's creepy! D'you know what he tried to do to Mary Macdonald the other day?'

Lily had reached a pillar and leaned against it, looking up into the thin, sallow face. 'That was nothing,' said Snape. 'It was a laugh, that's all –'

The sick bastard had compared testing out dark magic on school children to pranking someone's hair a different color.

The scene changed ... 'I'm sorry.'
'I'm not interested.' 'I'm sorry!'

'Save your breath.'

It was night-time. Lily, who was wearing a dressing gown, stood with her arms folded in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, at the entrance to Gryffindor Tower.

'I only came out because Mary told me you were threatening to sleep here.'

'I was. I would have done. I never meant to call you Mudblood, it just –'

'Slipped out?' There was no pity in Lily's voice. 'It's too late. I've made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends – you see, you don't even deny it! You don't even deny that's what you're all aiming to be! You can't wait to join You-Know-Who, can you?'

He opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking.

'I can't pretend any more. You've chosen your way, I've chosen mine.'

'No – listen, I didn't mean –'

'– to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?'

Harry watched his mom dismiss the obvious fake apology from Snape and realized that Snape never cared about him. No, it was always about his mother, Snape lusted after his mother so much, that it was never about getting justice for her, it was about getting his revenge on Voldemort for taking her away from this world.

The final memory of Snape's came into view:

'Don't kill me!'

'That was not my intention.'

Any sound of Dumbledore Apparating had been drowned by the sound of the wind in the branches. He stood before Snape with his robes whipping around him, and his face was illuminated from below in the light cast by his wand.

'Well, Severus? What message does Lord Voldemort have for me?'

'No – no message – I'm here on my own account!'

Snape was wringing his hands: he looked a little mad, with his straggling, black hair flying around him.

'I – I come with a warning – no, a request – please –'

Dumbledore flicked his wand. Though leaves and branches still flew through the night air around them, silence fell on the spot where he and Snape faced each other.

'What request could a Death Eater make of me?'

'The the prophecy ... the prediction ... Trelawney ...'

'Ah, yes,' said Dumbledore. 'How much did you relay to Lord Voldemort?'

Harry's face paled upon hearing that, it couldn't be. Snape had always looked out for him during his time at Hogwarts. Snape was a double agent, a guy who did what needed to be done.

'Everything – everything I heard!' said Snape. 'That is why – it is for that reason – he thinks it means Lily Evans!'

'The prophecy did not refer to a woman,' said Dumbledore. 'It spoke of a boy born at the end of July –'

'You know what I mean! He thinks it means her son, he is going to hunt her down – kill them all –'

'If she means so much to you,' said Dumbledore, 'surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?'

'I have – I have asked him –'

That was all Harry needed to see, needed to hear to pull himself out of the memory. Snape had delivered the prophecy to Voldemort and placed a target on his parents back.

Harry shook his head, freeing himself of the tainted memories and pointed his wand at the potions master.

"Potter, put that wand down before you hurt yourself, you arrogant brat" spat Snape before Harry snarled and he was lifted off the ground.

"You shut you fucking mouth right now" growled Harry, his voice growing deeper as his magic poured out of his body in waves, his anger growing.

Snape wiggled his body, the lack of control in the situation making him uneasy. He grasped at his throat as Harry's magic latched on there and lifted him from there, applying an inhuman amount of pressure to the professor's neck.

"Tell me, in this world. Did you deliver the part of the prophecy that you overheard to Voldemort as well?" asked Harry, wind picking up in the room despite the lack of a source for it.

Snape let out a choked up cough as Harry's magic grip on his throat, unable to breath or answer.

"I don't think it wise to kill Severus at this moment" said the reappearing Dumbledore as he pulled out the Elder Wand and severed the wave of magic killing Snape.

Harry grumbled as he slowly calmed down, his eyes still trained on the potions master who had been released and was currently on his hands and knees gasping for air.

"You know you said the same thing in my world Dumbledore" said Harry

"You have to give someone a second chance, no matter what they did in the past. I like to think that no matter what world I am in, I would still have that mindset" said Dumbledore.

"It was a good mindset, until this two faced sack of shit murdered you in cold blood in front of the entire school after he let Voldemort into the school" said Harry

Dumbledore frowned, his face looking unreadable as he took in the new information.

"How old are you Harry?" asked the old headmaster

"I'm 15, I just finished my fifth year of school" answered Harry

"Not too much older than the Harry of this world" commented Dumbledore

"My birthday was in a couple weeks, I turn 16 in less than a month" countered Harry

"I hope you don't mind redoing your fifth year ago then?" asked Dumbledore as he started writing up their agreement on the magical contract paper used for legal agreements.

Harry shrugged and said "All that means is that my OWLs are going to be amazing"

As Dumbledore finished his part of the agreement, Harry reviewed it. It was pretty cut and dry, He would slid into the life of this world's Harry Potter, fulfilling the prophecy. In return, he would get all the money that Harry Potter should have and Dumbledore was not allowed to lie about any war efforts or Voldemort related activities. It was simple for him to sign his name to as well,

Glancing at Snape, Harry said "Keep this man away from me or no healer alive will be able to fix what I do to him"

Dumbledore nodded, taking the contract back and handing Harry a key as Sirius led Harry to a room that he could crash in.

Looking around the room, Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a bit joyful about the situation.

"I do believe that Mr. Potter is going to be more than up for the task, don't you think" Dumbledore asked the room as he pulled out a wrapped up lemon drop before popping the sugary sour candy into his mouth.

"I like him" said Mad-Eye

"Excellent" said Dumbledore as he felt that this plan could work.

A/N: I cannot for the live of me, stay away from the Harry Potter fandom. Like I don't like writing stories for Harry Potter because the fanbase is so large and there isn't a way to please everyone but at the same time, I have so many ideas.

I do not have a set pairing yet, but this will obviously be a more mature (if worse tempered) Harry who is gonna be way more OP.

So, there is obvious difference between Canon Harry and the dead Harry and the New Harry. Naturally more and more of his timeline will be revealed to you guys as I release more chapters.

But if you want a quick timeline of his world's events, I can put it at the start of chapter 2.

If you have any questions, concerns, or feedback. You know what to do, drop a review, PM Me, or DM me on twitter.

Twitter Handle is HKM_FF

HighKey_Mars out, until next time.