-1Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

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Harry sighed in frustration and looked over at Jev, who was laughing even harder. He slouched and glared at her.

"You think your sooo funny, dontcha?" he growled at her. She sat up and, still laughing, wiped tears from her eyes.

Regaining what little composure she had, she looked at him and grinned.

"Right now no muggle can see this house, as a matter of fact, they have forgotten it even exists. So sit down and read your manual for awhile." she suggested, and with one last snicker, she left with a soft swishing sound.

Harry stared at that one spot for a few seconds, then proceeded to open the book up to the first page.

'Chapter one,

The ranks and simple spells.

First of all, welcome to the world of death.

In this world, there are ranks, Grim Reapers (what you are,) rules, customs, and many other things.

The following is a list of ranks.

Grim Reaper- the lowest rank, beginner

Reaper- the next rank up. It's not much, but it's a more respectful rank than Grim Reaper.

Ja'runn- next rank up. Usually stay in office building or hiding out somewhere. Get little to no jobs. Spend most of the time studying for test to become the next rank up.

Shinigami- travel in teams of two, are superior officers. Journey to different places to do various undercover jobs.

Defects- one of the official higher ranks, have no temporary bodies, can become visible to humans at will, and recruit Grim Reapers.

Soul Reapers- only eight in the entire world, a sacred position, is next to that of death. Anything else is classified. -I'm one of them. Feel special. :P -Jev

Heir- in line to take the throne of Death. Extremely powerful.

Death- the highest, most powerful position there is. The boss.

Now the first spell that you might be needing to use, young Grim Reaper, is that to create yourself a house with. First, find the place you wish for your house to be located, then imagine the house you want, make a fist with your left hand, hold it above your head, stick out your index and middle fingers together with your thumb facing you, and say "Revolvos"

Next, you might want to hide it from prying eyes. Clap both hands, then make a circle with them and say "Kah'rae."

End chapter one.'

Harry sighed, put the book in one of the ridiculously huge pockets, picked up Remus and proceeded to go to the nearest forest.

Remus awoke to bright sunlight streaming in through large, airy open windows. Their translucent, thin curtains floating lightly on a slight breeze coming in through the windows.

He sat up and rubbed his head, looking around.

He was in a large, roundish bed with white sheets and soft, downy pillows. The room he was currently in was about as large as half the size of the great hall, with marble pillars, high, 12 foot high ceilings, gold inlays, white tiled floors, extra soft rugs, three windows as tall as the wall with open panes and white see-through curtains.

There were also silver inlays, bronze inlays, pieces of art on the wall that must have cost a fortune, and an all-around sense of wealth.

Looking out the windows, he saw a sight of open forests, rolling hills, a waterfall in the distance, a lake just outside on the property, and random wild animals if he looked closely. Judging from that view, he could say that this house-no, mansion/castle was on top of a hill.

Then a thought struck him. Harry!

He desperately sniffed the air, and caught his scent. Remus jumped out of the bed, throwing off the covers, and ran out the door.

Through the elaborate hallways, the random extra large parts of which seemed to be rooms themselves, only without doors, through the courtyards that appeared every six or twelve turns, he ran, until he ran across a figure sitting beside a fountain and reading a book.

"H-Harry?" he asked hopefully. The figure looked up over it's book, pushing new rectangle glasses up the bridge of his nose, Harry nodded.

"Hey, Remus, long time to see." Harry told him, standing up and brushing off his pants. Remus gasped slightly as Harry stood up.

His hair reached the just below his shoulders, and tied at the nape of his neck. He was wearing a fitting black sleeveless shirt with dark purple ringing around the borders, dark jean pants, a watch with silver ringing around it, and a necklace with a grain of rice in a mini thing of glass.

"W-what happened to you?" Remus asked, surprised.

"Well, it's a long story, but in a nutshell: casting spells for the first time since someone died causes… unusual reactions. Mine was longer hair. As for this place, I made it all. Don't ask how, cause if I told you, I would have to kill you. Oh! And you've been unconscious for three days." Harry explained like it was no big deal, using his hands to emphasize his words.

Remus gave him a look.

"… And the clothes?" Remus asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"The people I work for now gave me a BIG first payment to help get me started. Don't worry, I'm still going to Hogwarts." Harry answered bluntly, avoiding the more… important points of how he had gotten it.

Flashback

"THEY WANT ME TO WHAT?!?!" Shouted an enraged Harry as he stared at Jev.

The latter just shrugged, cocking her head to the side.

"They want you to bring a dead person to life. Okay, so most newbies can't even begin to pass this test, and most die trying, but what's the big deal?" she asked him, giving him a confused look.

Harry just stared at her, eye twitching. He didn't even have a house up yet and they were asking this of him. He growled and took out the book. after flipping for awhile, he finally found it.

Bringing the dead to life

To bring the dead to life, a Grim Reaper, Reaper or any of the ranks needs to be prepared to loose their humanity if just one thing is off.

If one thing is off, it can drive one insane or worse.

So all that aside, first you need A) the persons body. B) your blood. C) all of the sad, regretful emotions inside of you.

Harry sighed as he read what was required. He had no dead body… and he didn't feel like cutting himself… oh screw it all!!

Harry grabbed his scythe out of thin air, and with a growl of frustration, instead of swinging it down, he swung it up.

Sirius face flashed through his mind, along with his parents. Something rammed into him hard, then another than another.

Groaning Harry sat up, pushing all of the extra weight off of him. Then he realized that all of the extra weight was bodies. Breathing, warm, alive, sleeping bodies. He looked up and saw Jev staring at him with an emotionless mask on her face.

Jev stared at Harry for awhile, giving this recent turn of events thought. He just did what I did. But while I only bought one back, he bought three… ohhh… I see. He's got talents in one area and nothing in the others. He probably cannot take a persons soul easily, so he makes up for it by bringing them to life easier. Jev sighed, then grinned.

"Hnnn… how troublesome… talent like that just got you promoted… well, you'll get your payment for a job well done in… 5, 4, 3, 2, 1-" just as she finished, eighteen large wads of cash fell on top of Harry.

"By the by, congratulations. You are now a Ja'runn, due to your excellent performance, you skipped a rank. Feel special." she told him, waving over her shoulder as she walked off in a random direction.

"I'm gonna have to take these revived people back. Sorry, it's the rules." Jev called over her shoulder just before she, along with Sirius, James, and Lily vanished.

Harry stared at the spot she had been in, left with one unconscious person, wads of cash, and in the middle of nowhere.

End flashback

"So, how do you like my new place?" Harry asked Remus suddenly, changing the subject.