A little mischief never hurt anybody - Redo

Disclaimer: I own neither the avengers nor

Harry Potter

Summary: Harry had won the war but at a terrible price, he is now the only person left in existence, with his friends and family all gone he takes his own life to join them and finally be at peace, however death has other plans for his master.

Chapter one

A/N: So like I said previously, I'm redoing this story to make it better as it had been on my mind for a while, and I would appreciate your response to it, and which version you like the best.

Anyway this chapter contains both chapter one and two of the previous version.

I apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes and all chapter's will at least be 1,000 words or more long

People's thoughts

Past moments

~Parseltongue~

"Death?"

He watched as a pale hand reached up and pulled the hood off, revealing a rather handsome young man, who was smirking at him.

"Hello master."

Harry could only stare in shock,the man before him couldn't be… well death. Though when Harry truly looked, he supposed no one else was more suited to be death that this man before him, the man must have been 6 ft 2' and had hair dark as night, and skin so pale that it looked like Harry had a tan, his eyes were completely black giving the impression of him having no soul, this coupled with the black robe that covered him, making him seem even more pale.

Harry wondered idly on weather or not death even had a soul, but right now he was more curious with what death wanted. Maybe he's here to lead me on or something. Though as he thought it Harry doubted this was the case.

Wait… did he call me master?

"What do you mean 'master'?"

Death grinned, however it looked more like a shark smiling at its prey.

"What I say, I mean, master."

"Wait… you mean I'm the master of death?"

"Of course, you have all three hallows… although… you have always been a special case."

Death had a far away expression on his face by the time he finished speaking. Clearing his throat to get deaths attention back to him, Harry began explaining about the hallows.

"I did have all three hallows, however not at the same time, the only one I still- well I did still have was the invisibility cloak, I lost the stone somewhere in the forbidden forest, and I had snapped to and. Besides all that doesn't matter-"

Deaths head snapped up, from where he was picking at nothing from his cloak, to stare intently at the young man before him.

"Doesn't matter… Of course it matters Harry… how could it possibly not."

Harry shifted uncomfortably under deaths intense gaze, he wished he would just say what he meant. All Harry wanted to do was move on to the other side and see his friends and family again.

"But I don't have the hallows anymore, besides I'm dead now… and I think its time I move on."

Death stared at him for a few seconds longer, his eyes still intense, Harry thought he was going to be yelled at or something… well that was until death doubled over laughing. Harry's eyes widened at the sight before narrowing, what did he find so funny, was his wish to move on and be with the people he loved just some joke to man before him?

"Yo-you really, hehe, really think you're moving, hahaha, on. What part of 'Master of death' do you not understand? Sorry but you ain't 'moving on' as you said."

Harry could only stare. How was that funny? It seemed like fate and whatever else out there wanted him to suffer. What had he ever done to deserve this? Maybe he had a past life and did something bad. He watched as death continued laughing, showing of amazing white teeth and… a black tongue?

Harry felt his anger rise and bubble out and snapped at death.

"What the bloody hell do you find so funny about this? You think it hilarious that I can't move on and see my friends and family… well!?"

Death had stopped laughing at his 'masters' outburst and thought over the question quietly.

"I suppose… there is nothing quite funny about it; however I just find your naivety rather amusing."

Harry's expression turned from one of anger to confusion.

"My 'naivety'… what do you mean?"

Death eyed him, wondering if he should explain what he meant or just change the subject, he had a feeling that Harry wouldn't be able to handle the whole truth just yet.

"You assume they all moved on to a better place…"

"Haven't they?"

Harry's tone matched his expression, one full of worry, however death decided to turn his back on Harry and changed the subject. As he began walking away he said,

"I think what you should be asking yourself is 'what happens to me now?'"

"What does happen to me now?"

Death turned back around grinning widely, making his cheekbones more pronounced and showing off sharp white teeth, Harry felt as though he had somehow made a deal with the devil, without actually making the deal.

"Well master you know have unlimited power so you can do whatever you want, to your little hearts content," death emphasised on the word 'ever', leering at him as he drew the word out.

"But your home world… well lets just say no humans will be inhabiting it for… a while, however I know just the place for you." Deaths expression was filled with joy and so was his words, Harry only just noticed how when Death speaks, his voice had a *melodious tint to it.

Cautiously, Harry asked.

"And where exactly is that then?"

Still grinning, Death replied, to the cautious man in a happy-go-lucky voice

"Earth."

Harry stared at him as though he was a bit slow and possibly insane.

"… I was just there… remember? You even said I couldn't go back there."

Death poked his tongue out at him in a playful manner.

"I meant an alternative earth silly."

"You're really… random… do you know that?"

Death just continued to grin before turning around and waving his hand, at first nothing happened…

Harry was just about to say something when he noticed the air where Death waved his hand begin to ripple, then light began shining through, Harry couldn't tell whether it was just a bright white light or a mixture of colours, it seemed to be going backwards and forwards between both.

"There you go master just step through, your gateway to another reality, and you can have all the fun you want, and this time don't worry about the consequences, there are billions of earths out there… or maybe none, who's to say what is and what isn't, besides you're the master of death screw the rules."

Harry had begun cautiously walking over during Deaths speech, he wasn't to sure on what he was saying but he had a feeling it all meant 'nothing matters, so who cares what you do, go have fun for once', and Harry couldn't help but like that idea.

All his life he had been following the rules and living up to people's expectations, but now… now was his chance to live the way he wanted to live, do whatever he wanted and whatever he pleased, there was a little voice in the back of his head that was screaming 'and what's the price to have such freedom' however he was trying his best to ignore it, surely he had paid enough already?

He stopped walking when he was standing next to death, he couldn't help but ask the question, even if he didn't really want to.

"What's the catch?"

"No catch. Just. Have… FUN!"

Death yelled and then pushed Harry into the light of colors, and once again, Harry felt himself falling.

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(Harry's POV)

Harry moaned softly as he began to awake, squinting his eyes, he noticed that he appeared to be in an alleyway, a dirty one at that, and that it must of been mid morning, then it hit him, the memories of what happened, his meeting with Death and finding out he was the 'apparent' master of Death and how Death pushed him into the light of colours and how he fell once more…

Apparently to land in an alley, though Death did say he would be going back to Earth… however he knew it will never be his Earth. Standing up and stretching, he gave a curious look to his surroundings before he made his way out of the alley and found himself in New York.

(Nick Fury's POV)

He glared at flickering light on the screen, indicating that something extremely powerful had landed in the middle of New York, something that could be alien and potentially dangerous.

Turning his cold gaze onto one of his agents he said in a commanding cold voice.

"Bring up the satellite images and CCTV footage from around that area. NOW!"

… After a minute of looking and not finding anything he called out once again.

"Bring up the footage from just a moment before the spike of energy and onwards."

This time after a minute of watching some footage, a light of colours flashed on the screen, causing everyone (himself included) to turn away from the brightness of it, when he turned back he noted that it must of came from the alleyway, after twenty more minutes of watching a young boy of roughly about 16 or so came out of the alleyway, an apprehensive look on his face that slowly morphed into a look of shock as he looked around at the surrounding city and mouthed the words 'New York?' before once more he hesitantly began walking away from the alley and into the city.

Cutting off the old footage, he copied the mug shot image of the boy and brought it up on the screen next to another alien that had been both powerful and dangerous; the similarities between the two were too much to ignore.

(Avenger's POV)

"Thor, how is your brother?"

If anyone was shocked by Fury's question nobody let it show on their face… except Thor, who looked both surprised and sheepish.

"Well actually… he broke out of prison in the early hours of dawn."

Fury's reaction was to close his eyes in recognition then opening them with determination while everyone else was too gape openly at the Asgardian God.

Fury then walked over to the front of the table where everyone was seated and over to the monitors.

"Everyone, this is the readings we got at exactly 11:00am today, it indicates that something OR someone incredibly powerful arrived at this precise time, now if we look at the footage.."

(Harry's POV)

He almost could believe that this was his Earth, with all the people going about their business and shopping, all the animals and birds chirping away, and the many smells of different kinds of food in the air. The feeling of being alone almost gone… almost, he was too aware that nobody he knew was here, and that even if by some small chance there was at least one of his old friends here it wouldn't be his friend, it would just be some random stranger, and that made him realise that he was the random stranger; intruding in their world.

It was like waking up from a coma you have been in since you were born, only to realise that the life you thought you had never existed, that the ones that you loved and cared for who loved and cared for you in return were never really there, and they never will be again; and this was why he knew this was not his Earth, and while he was no longer the only living thing, he was still alone…

Well… not completely alone

~Hey… Hey Harry! Over here.. pssssst pssssst, it's me! Death!~

… and he kinda wished he was alone…

*His voice had a musical ring to it.

A/N2: By adding the chapters, its now over 2,000 words long (and thats just from the story) so I hope thats ok, and I made some tiny little changes, but not so much to notice I guess.

~Crow