DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in this story besides the great and super and/ or uber powerful Dnomyar! I also own the universe. Or, actually I did, but it was stolen by Count Olaf. Then Sunny bit it in half. I cried for a week afterwards. Some good news though, soon, I'll own Sunny, and then… and then I'll get my revenge! Insert insane laughter.

AUTHOR'S DISCLAIMER: This chapter has been severely edited from its original content. Alot of things will be offensive in the last part. Feel free to skip that part, and at the bottom I'll put an overview for those who do not wish to read potentially offensive material

ENGLAND, June 17th 8: 21 P.M.

He had done it. He was thinking. Again. And now he couldn't stop. His mind was opened to new ideas, new plans, new stories, and Star Wars monkeys. He had often told himself that he wouldn't think, but he had been lying to himself.

He suddenly thought to himself, who was Mike Jones? He didn't know, and he quickly discarded the thought. But… the thought came back, the very next second. It just wouldn't go away. Kind of like a stray cat, once you have started to feed it.

And then… he fell…. He was exhausted after all. He couldn't do it anymore. He was just so… tired. As he fell he had another thought…. What if… what if he died…? Would anyone care? No… they wouldn't, he'd always been a prat after all. The time he was jealous of Harry. His eyes filled with tears, he knew Harry had hated him then… he probably still did. That's why Harry had left. That had to have been the reason. Ron realized that he had always tried too hard, too hard to be out of his brother's shadows.

As he fell he had a flash of insight, a flash that was so bright it gave him a headache. He realized that he was an individual, and that he shouldn't care what others thought of him. After all, they should accept him for who he was. Another dark thought crossed his mind, he thought he was a coward for losing Hermione. A slight smile wound up on his face. At least he wouldn't have to face the disappointment he would receive from everyone.

He passed out on the way down. Luckily for him he was caught. Or was it unluckily? "What the…?", asked the girl. It was Raven! After she had escaped, she had developed some strange powers. Some very, very strange powers. ("Why do you hate me?", asks Raven. "I don't hate you, I think you rock. So you get to be freakin' awesome!", I reply. Raven simply flips me off.)

Raven had realized something very important. Her father's influence wasnearly gone. Sure, she would be permanently scarred by his dark influence, she was now free to feel and enjoy life. It seemed her mother had came through to her when it was most important.

She flew downward, determined to find out who this winged creature was. She read its mind and she learned a lot. Harry Potter…? Hadn't she heard of him before…? Nah. She learned that the creature held in a lot of emotions. He was filled with it. He was a creature much like herself. He was just more… delicate… like a flower. She hates flowers, thank you. So she dropped him. She watched him fall, helpless.

Then she felt bad so she swooped down and caught him. She couldn't help but absorb his emotions. She fed upon them, and they made her feel powerful. She began to smirk. Soon she would get revenge on that damned Portal Mage. Then, a horrifying thought filled her, revenge? She sighed, it seemed her father was still there.

IRELAND, New Hyrule June 17th 10:45 P.M.

Zelda had had enough. She was sick and tired of waiting for the sick bastard, Harry Potter. She was going to leave. Originally, she was going to wait for Link, but he wasn't anywhere close to her. And if Link wasn't going to rescue her, then she would have to leave herself. So, she figured she might as well leave.And she did.

She was dressed in her Sheikah outfit. She liked it because it made her feel mysterious. Plus she got to have red eyes. Who doesn't want red eyes? She snuck out of the castle very quietly. It was a bit hard, considering the re-deads that surrounded the castle. She wasn't stupid, she knew how re-deads were made. She shuddered at the poor, foolish townsfolk.

She had snuck past several of the re-deads when a rather large moblin walked around the corner. She nimbly jumped up to avoid the large lumbering creature. She crept past him carefully, she didn't want his large ears to hear her.

After she had avoided the moblin, she noticed several mutant gorons. They were huge, with large spikes coming out of them. It appeared that the evil king's army was indeed growing. She wondered if he would just stay at this island, but no, she reasoned, he would most likely try to conquer the whole world.

'Zelda, where are you going?', asked Sheik. Sheik was her alter ego, or her split personality. 'Well?'

'Well, I'm escaping.', Zelda responded to herself.

'Why don't you let me take control of your body, I'm much better at being a Sheikah than you.', responded Sheik.

'Hell no, last time you were Sheikah, Link thought I was homosexual.', replied Zelda angrily.

'Well, that was your fault, if you didn't think he was the 'bomb', I wouldn't of flirted so much.', responded Sheik uncaringly. 'Besides, I'm still a teenage girl.'

'Yes, but we are acting like a teenage boy, you could of messed everything up!', snarled Zelda to herself. 'Bombs! That's it! I'll blow this joint up!', she added gleefully.

'I don't think that's a good idea.', warned Sheik.

'Yes it is, now shut-up.', thought Zelda as she began to place her bombs. Soon she was done, and she set off the explosives. 'Oops, I gotta get out of here!', she thought. Sheik simply sighed. Zelda maneuvered past the exploding bits of the castle. She heard loud screaming in the distance.

She kept running. Finally she got to the edge of the castle. Unfortunately, is was also the end of the land as well. "Oops, I didn't plan this right.", she muttered aloud.

"I should say not.", replied a voice from behind her. She quickly turned and saw… someone. She wasn't sure of who it was. "I am Dnomyar. I am here to bring you to Harry Potter. Don't worry, Harry Potter is a… good man. If you please him. He won't hurt you… much. I'm sure he'll take very good care of you, if you get my meaning.", the evil man grinned.

"No! I'm not gonna let some sicko-pervert anywhere near me!", snarled Zelda. She threw a Deku-Nut on the ground and dove into the water. She heard a splash behind her and realized that Dnomyar was following her.

"Damnit, Zelda! I can't freakin' swim Get you your ass back here!", he shouted. His voice was distorted though, as he kept swallowing water. Zelda smirked and swam faster. She realized that Sheik would be a better swimmer, so she let him take control.

Suddenly she stopped swimming. "Dnomyar, take me to Harry.", he said to the confused Dnomyar.

"Huh? But…. I thought…?", Dnomyar went through his robes and pulled out some soggy paper. "This isn't in the script!", he gasped. "Damnit! Fate and Destiny have gotten their stinky little paws into the pie!"

"Pie?", Sheik asked, confusedly.

"Never mind, girl. Now, into the pretty blue portal.", stated Dnomyar as he created it. He watched appreciatively as Sheik entered the portal. "Wow… she's even hotter as a girl, I'm sure. Now… who's next…?", He looked at the script. "Draco Malfoy, eh? And he's supposed to be in Australia? How the freak did he down there? Oh well.", he folded the script and put it back into his robes. He then conjured another portal and stepped through it….

ENGLAND, twelve miles from Surrey, June 17th 11:35 P.M.

Harry had been wandering around the strange futuristic world when suddenly the scene changed. Instead of wandering through the strange futuristic world that he had been interested to see, he was now in a small, dark, and musty dungeon.

"Hello?", asked a cold, hard voice. Harry turned and saw the silhouette of a person.

"Hello… who are you…?", asked Harry carefully. The person sounded angry.

"None of your freakin' business. Now, who the hell are you?", demanded the angry voice.

"I'm… Harry Potter.", Harry stated carefully.

"Harry Potter?", the person asked in disbelief. "Harry Potter? Harry freakin' Potter?", the person began to laugh hysterically. "I'm gonna be saved by Harry Potter, traitor to the wizarding world? Wonderful. Oh, I get it, of course, how could I forget. You're here to torture me again, aren't you, you filthy Death Eater. I can't believe that I had believed you when you said that you loved me!", the voice began to sob.

"What?", asked Harry, he was totally confused now.

"What? What? Screw you Potter! Get the hell away from me. I won't let you touch me again!", screamed the voice.

"Potter?", hissed a voice from outside the room. "Oh good, you're still alive. I thought you had died when that Portal-Mage had tried to bring in a large army of Orcs. Congratulations on killing Dnomyar, I'll need to speak to you later though. Goodbye, my servant." It was the cold, cruel voice of the Dark Lord Voldemort.

Harry didn't say anything, he was too startled to. "Oh, you're playing with your 'toys' again? That's good. I knew you'd like the girls I got for you.", then Harry heard the footsteps walk away.

"What the hell is going on here?", he wondered. He pulled out a bundle of papers. "No… this isn't supposed to have happened either. I was supposed to have gotten… damnit, why couldn't I have met up with her?", he asked, as he read the script. His eyes were wide as he read what was supposed to have happened.

"What are you talking about Potter?", the girl sneered. Harry turned to look at her.

"Where are the others?", he asked, avoiding her question. He had to figure out what was supposed to be happening.

"Others? Fine, you can have me. Please… please leave them alone! Please! I'll be… I'll be your good little toy… just… just leave them alone… please!", begged the girl.

"What? No, I'm not going to have sex with you or the others! I want to get you out of here!", whispered Harry in shock.

"Who said anything about sex? But no, I won't tell you where they are!", replied the stubborn girl.

"Listen, I'm not from this world. I don't have any idea of what's going on!", Harry whispered urgently.

"Oh yeah, like I'm going to believe that!", sneered the girl.

Harry sighed uncomfortably, "Please, just humor me."

"Who are you?", demanded the girl in shock.

"Ugh, I've told you, remember? I'm Harry Potter. Just not… not the one you know.", replied Harry patiently.

"No you're not! The real Potter isn't polite!", snarled the girl.

"There then, proof that I'm not the Harry you... uh, know.", replied Harry.

"Maybe….", replied the girl slowly, almost as if she was starting to believe him.

"Now… could you please tell me what's going on here?", asked Harry softly.

"Fine…. We were all at Hogwarts', and it was Halloween. We had all noticed that the star Slytherin wasn't in his seat. We figured he was out with his Slytherin buddies. Suddenly the doors to the great hall opened….

FLASHBACK (I've always wanted to do a flashback sequence!

The doors in the Great Hall flew open. Dumbledore, who was looking older than ever stood up and drew his wand. "Students, follow the Prefect's back to your common-", suddenly a bright green light flashed from outside and struck Dumbledore in the chest. He fell over, backwards.

"Hello kids.", sneered a voice. It was He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named! "My faithful servant Snape, join me. All who wish to join me now, stand." After Snape had shuffled over to his master, the Death Eater's who had followed You-Know-Who into the school looked at the tables. None stood.

The students watched in horror as one of the Death Eaters ambled towards the Ravenclaw table. "Hermione? Don't you want to join us? We know you're smart. Come on, join. No? How about you Looney? No? Pity, you were both so good in bed.", the two girls flushed in embarrassment, while the Death Eaters laughed. Even He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named chuckled a bit.

The Death Eater walked over to the Gryffindor table. "How about you, my sweet little Ginny. You know you want to come with, remember, little Gin-Gin? ", he said, hoping to get some more laughing. It did, and Ginny flushed with anger and embarrassment. "No? Fine then." He then walked over to the Hufflepuff table. "Oh, all the people here are idiots!" The Death Eater's laughed again. Finally he got to the Slytherin table. "Blaise, my little 'toy'. My personal favorite. Join me, and I'll….", he bent down and whispered into her ear. Blaise suddenly reached up and pulled off Harry's mask.

Everyone gasped in shock. Harry Potter, the perfect Slytherin, a Death Eater? Blaise gasped as he struck her. "Fool. We could've been together. Now you'll die alone…."

FLASHBACK OVER

"But you lied, Potter. I didn't and I won't die alone. When your… master gave us to you, all four of us, we swore an oath. We swore you wouldn't break us. Our oath broke of course… you… broke Luna first…. Then Ginny…. Hermione was next. And you tried, you tried to break my spirit, but I wouldn't let you! No! Damn you Potter! Last time you had me, guess what? You asshole, I'm gonna have a little you! But when its born, I'm going toget rid ofit. I won't have your child you disgusting, you horrible….", she started to sob. "See? I'm- I'm broken now. Looks like… looks like you've won after all. I- I hate you Potter. I wish that you would just die."

Harry didn't know what to say. Tears were streaming down his face. He slowly reached out and lightly touched Blaise's shoulder. She flinched. He moved closer and held her. He ran his fingers through her matted hair.

"What, what are you doing?", she whispered in confusion.

"I'm sorry, I've told you, I'm not the Harry you know. I have to get you all out of this hell-hole. Tell me, how bad are the others?", replied Harry gently.

"Luna is… she's gone insane. She sees you everywhere. Ginny… is worse off. You forced her to… you forced her to do terrible things. She only stares off into space. Hermione is less bad. She thinks you are everywhere though. You've hurt us Harry. You've hurt us bad.", Blaise began to shake again.

"Listen, I know a way to get you all out of here. You'll all have to trust me though.", replied Harry.

"Trust you? I don't think so. You forced your child on me!Screw me over, huh? You want me to bear your filthy, disgusting child? No! Argh! The pain!", screams out a voice. Harry gulped, he knew that voice. It was Hermione. He turns carefully. It was Hermione. She was stumbling forward, holding her large belly. She was pregnant!

"You're pregnant.", muttered Harry in disbelief.

"I'm pregnant? Of course I'm pregnant! That's what happens when you have sex with someone. Idiot.", snorted Hermione. She fell to her knees, groaning in pain. "Didn't you know? We're all pregnant. Ginny for the second time. You want to know where the first one is? She had to kill it. You don't feed us. See what you've made us? Cannibals! I can't wait until you die. It'll be the best day ever! I bet you'd taste yummy! Oh goody, look now, Luna's not the only loony person!", Hermione laughed insanely.

"No… listen, you've got to listen to me. It wasn't me, it wasn't me!", croaked Harry. He wasn't so sure though. What if it had been him. What if all he'd known had been an illusion. "No, it wasn't me.", he focused on his true life. "Come on, we're leaving."

He went over to where Hermione had come from. There, lying on the floor were two crumpled females, and, a small skeleton. Harry gulped in revulsion. He lifted the girls up. They were both light. He could feel their bones. He hoped they'd be alright. He brought them over to where Blaise was sitting.

Then Harry went over and grabbed Hermione. She started to thrash in his arms, trying to get out of his grip. Harry held fast and brought her to the others. He then held on to all of them. And then….

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That last part has been... edited from its original gory self. Nothing graphic, got rid of the more vile things that the Alt. Harry did. Feel free to review.

OVERVIEW: Harry can now travel through dimensions. He went to a world where there was an evil him. He has rescued a Hermione, a Ginny, a Luna, and, oddly enough, a female Blaise Zabini. He had transported them back to his world.