A/N: Ok so I have a total of 15 worlds to send Harry to (not counting his own), 13 of which you may recognize, while two I made up my self. However, I'm always open to suggestions, after all, the more training and adventures Harry is subject to, the longer the story will run. So let's hear those ideas! Tell me where you want Harry to go, who you want him to meet, and what you want him to learn! If I can right it and fit it in, than you may very well get your wish. Of course there's always room for an Omake if I can't fit it, or you decide to right it for me, and of course, I'll always give credit should I use your ideas or work. Well, that's It for me for now...

(Edit: 1/15/2011)

ON WITH THE STORY

"Who are you?" Fudge's voice rang out.

"Me? Uh let's see…" the man said as he glanced up at the sky. "Honest answer or rude sarcastic joke?"

Fudge blinked "The honest one…"

"I'm a trans-dimensional being assigned by fate to train Harry Potter so that he may achieve his destiny as ruler of this pathetic planet."

Harry grinned at the stunned silence 'I'm gonna like this guy he thought' he thought as Fudge grew red. "Dementors! Take the boy to his cell in Azkaban! Do not let him escape!" Fudge roared. The two Dementors floated forward quickly.

The mysterious man tilted his head as he stepped between them and the boy. The floating soul suckers stopped. "This boy is mine."

To the shock of everyone there a strange garbled noise answered.

"I don't care!" he snapped back, only to meet more noise. "No! I don't care! Even if you worked for that zombie, Christ! Fate said he's mine!"

A wave of despair and hopelessness spread throughout the crowd as the Dementors seemed to swell. Yells and crying were heard as the Dementors increased their powers.

Harry's eyes grew wide before he collapsed to the ground. Silently, he lay there, twitching like a frightened child.

"Enough!" the figure shouted before driving a glowing fist into one of the Dementors. The creature screeched before exploding in a bright white flash. As the spots faded, the spectators were treated to a surprising sight. One of the beasts was floating away while the other was reduced to a slowly burning cloak.

"Oh damn" the figure muttered stepping back. "I forgot they burned like that…It's been so long…"

He whipped around and grinned, his hands clasped together. "Right then, I've never been good at speech making so I will get right to the point. I'm taking Potter. He'll be back eventually, oh and I know you all hate each other but do try and remember, there is a third party made up of evil death lickers or whatever, that all want to kill you!"

With that he waved happily before disappearing in a flash of light and a cloud of smoke.

'Ugh…where am I' Harry wondered as he slowly regained consciousness. 'That was some dream...' His eyes slowly opened as he pushed himself up. "This isn't the hospital wing…" he muttered as he glanced around at the silver and white room.

"It's the med bay actually." a voice answered from across the room.

Harry glanced up at a smiling woman with red hair "oh now that's just low…" he muttered."So who decided to impersonate my mum? Or did Riddle think of it himself?"

The women stopped and blinked, "I am not sure who…Harry I'm not you're…"

"Save it! Go tell your egomaniac of a lord, that I don't know anything worth questioning." he said tiredly.

"We're not here to interrogate you. You're not even tied down." the women tried to reason with the confused teen.

"You're right…" he muttered looking down at the bed. Suddenly he rolled out of bed and landed on the floor before tossing the tray of medicine at her.

She flinched back slightly as she brought her hands up the bottles froze in the air before floating to the ground.

Harry blinked before throwing the metal tray, running from the room and down the hall. He disappeared around a corner before quickly sliding into an open door. Silently he closed it behind him. "Ok…so this isn't Azkaban…" he muttered as he took a slow breath."So than where am I…"

He leaned against the door and silently tried to remember his speech, Fudge, the strange man, Dementors, than nothing. He sighed as his head dropped. "This would only seem normal to me…alright let's see, obviously I've been captured. So I need to escape." He glanced down and groaned "which means I need something less obvious than this hospital gown…"

He stepped into the room before having a chance to look around. Then he blinked…and blinked again, as he examined the laundry room he was hiding in. He eyed the room suspiciously… "My luck is never this good." And of course he was right, though there were several laundry bins full of clothes; each bin was labeled with some girl's name like Kitty and Jean…Luckily he still had his own boxers…

"Could this get any worse?" he muttered as he quietly made his way through the maze like hallways of what he assumed was some kind of science lab. Dressed in a pair of gray sweat pants and a black shirt with "Help Zombies ate my Neighbors" written in red across his chest.

A pair of hidden doors opened in front of him revealing an empty elevator."Ok so either this is the most complicated spell I've ever been the victim of or…" he stepped into the elevator as the doors closed, "these aren't death eaters." The elevator quickly rose and the doors opened to reveal an empty hallway. Cautiously Harry looked up and down the empty hallway. Quickly he darted down the hall before glancing around the corner. Quickly he made his way to the entrance hall, with a sigh of relief he took a step toward the door only for a loud bell to fill the hallway. "Why me!" he growled as he ducked behind a pillar as running feet filled the hall. Glancing around the pillar his eyes widened as several kids about the same age as him stormed past, laughing and talking.

Harry waited until the hall was silent before relaxing. With a grin he stepped forward and leaned his head against the wall, letting out a relived sigh. Suddenly the wall and the floor he was on rotated like a secret door. "It's not fair" he muttered, without looking up. "It's just not fair!" He slowly turned around and raised his head to see a group of kids staring at him, as well as a man in a wheelchair with this Harry muttered "this possibly can't get worse."

"Is that my shirt" a girl shouted.

"Oh bloody hell!" Harry muttered. His eyes widened as a blue beam of light shot out of the girl's hand. Reflexively he raised his hands in front of his face and muttered "protego" before remembering he didn't have a wand. His eyes widened as a translucent shield appeared. The spell glanced off without a sound and flew back into the girl's chair, which collapsed, dropping her to the ground with a thud.

Harry glanced at her and then at the others who were staring at him. Suddenly his eyes widened as he looked back at her. She has shoulder length black and blue hair, pale brown eyes, and lightly tan skin. She had on a pair of dark blue sneakers, black knee high stockings, a short black skirt, and a dark blue t-shirt with the words "Sorry, I don't speak stupid." written in white lettering. His face grew red as he caught sight of a piece of lighter blue fabric under her skirt before turning away. "S-sorry I didn't mean to…That's the first…I'm sorry." he stammered out.

The girl looked up at him confused. Then she glanced down and her face turned red and she let out a soft "eep!". She quickly sat up and pushing her skirt down. Her red face stared at the ground as the other kids started laughing. The man in the wheelchair sighed. "All right, that's enough. Class is dismissed. I hope you all enjoy your weekend. Rain if you and our guest could stay here?" he asked as the students filed out of the room. Harry hesitantly approached the girl, "Are you alright?" he asked softly.

Suddenly the girl looked up and smirked. Harry's eyes widened as another blue light shot at his face. Just before it him, he dropped out of the way, landing on his back with a thud. The girl laughed "That's for stealing my shirt" she sent another that Harry just managed to roll away from "And that's for peaking up my skirt!"

"Well here's something I never thought I'd see." an annoyingly familiar voice said, catching both teen's attention, "the great Harry Potter brought down by a teenage girl." A man appeared in the room leaning against the window frame.

"YOU!" Harry Shouted jumping to his feet. "You brought me here?"

"Yes 'tis I! The savior's savior!" he said with a pompous bow then he grinned "Would you rather I let them put you in prison?"

Harry paled "No! I don't want to go back there! I saw what those Dementors did to Sirius! They hit me even worse! I'd be dead in a week!"

The man raised a hand "Calm down Potter, you won't be going back there. I'll make sure of that. Besides it's been three days since anyone has seen you…"

"Three days!" Harry shouted

"Please calm down Mr. Potter." the man in the wheelchair said "Let me explain." The other man rolled his eyes and nodded. "Well my name is Professor Charles Xavier. You're friend over there is Rain Masters, and the one who brought you here is Artanis."

The other man nodded slightly "Or you can just call me Tanis. Essentially I am what I told Fudge, a trans-dimensional messenger from fate or as we liked to be called, a Planeswalker."

"So then this is another…" Harry started.

"Correct Mr. Potter; this is not your dimension." The professor answered.

"Then how did she..."He said glancing at the wide eyed Rain.

"It's actually really amazing." Artanis said. "No matter how different or similar the dimensions are there are still people with that weird power inside them. The only difference is how it manifests it's self in each world, in yours' it comes out as magic, while here it shows up as a mutation."

Harry blinked "So basically magic in my world will be something different in others?"

Artanis answered "Sort of. You see in every world YOU can use your magic but only in a few can you learn to use theirs and vice versa."

"So I'll have a mutation?" Harry asked.

"Technically your magic is your mutation."

"Huh" replied Harry with a confused grin on his face.

"Ok look. In this world the average age of mutation shows it's self around the age of 12. You are 15; therefore you won't be affected by whatever force first causes the mutation to form. Got it?" Harry slowly shook his head

"Not really…"

"How does Granger put up with you?" Artanis muttered "Ok fine. Than how about you just believe the supernatural being, ok."

"Ok. So basically I'm in another dimension, you are my guardian planes walker, instead of magic they have mutations, and you want me to claim my magic IS my mutation?" Harry asked.

"Essentially" Artanis answered.

"Ok…why" Harry asked.

"I can answer that." The professor spoke up. "In this world, we mutants face a large amount of prejudice and fear. So you can guess how a dimension traveling wizard, would be held. Unfortunately, while the people fear us, the governments seek to either eradicate us or turn us into weapons. Giving them access to your magic would be dangerous, especially if they seek to recreate it. Then there's Magneto, a mutant who believes that mutants should rule over humans, your powers would look like the ultimate weapon to him."

"So basically you want me to keep the whole magic and dimension thing a secret." Harry asked.

"Uh…yes" Artanis answered with a nod.

"Alright" Harry answered with a shrug

"That's it! I just tore you from your world and hurled you into a new one you know absolutely nothing about, and you just accept it?" Artanis said.

"Not like it's the first time…" Harry responded.

Artanis blinked "Good point. I assume this won't be a hard secret to keep so…" He glanced around and then clasped his hands "Any questions?"

"Actually" Rain said before Harry could answer. "If this is supposed to be a big secret then why am I here."

The professor answered "Your powers are similar to that of Mr. Potter, so it is our belief that the two of you would be able to help each other learn and develop them" Rain blinked before glaring at Harry who narrowed his eyes at her. "It's also because due to a lack of rooms, you two shall be sharing one." He continued.

"WHAT!" the teens shouted at the same time.

"Rain, yours is the only empty room with an empty bed in it." The professor explained. "I know you like your privacy but it was either this or someone else moves from your room to yours."

Rain glared at him before relenting. "Fine! But he better stay on his half."

The professor sighed "Could you please show him to your room? I have more to discuss with Artanis"

Rain stopped in front of the door "Let's go Potter, before I change my mind."

Harry sighed and turned to follow her. 'Does fate hate me' he wondered.

"Potter catch" Artanis said, throwing a small cube at him. Harry whipped around and grabbed it without a thought. "It's from Padfoot. He said you'd know the password." Harry's eyes widened but before he could answer Artanis waved him off "there is a note inside, just wait till you get to your room." Harry nodded and turned to follow Rain out of the room, the door closed with a click behind them.

"Are you sure about this?" the professor asked.

"Fate said she plays a role in his destiny." Artanis answered "Never said what kind of role but a role none the less…"

"But still to put them in the same room? Pushing them together could backfire. You saw them. They just met and they're already fighting…"

"You needn't worry. It will turn out just fine. Besides…" He smirked at the professor. "Potter doesn't know HOW to take advantage of her. In fact, I believe someone will have to teach him about the birds and the bees…"

The Professor blanched, that was the worst part of his job! "I'm sure that you'll be able to help with all that…right?" the professor said as he turned around to see the now empty room.

"Alright this is our room." Rain muttered as she pushed the door open. "The right half is yours" she said with a wave. "Don't touch my stuff, don't bother me when I'm in bed and stay on your half!" she said loudly. Harry sighed as he sat on the edge of his new bed. Rain moved back and forth, muttering angrily as she collected her things and moved them back to her side. Harry shook his head and looked at the odd box, was it really from Sirius? Was Artanis telling the truth?

"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good" He muttered. He dropped the box and watched impassively as it grew to the size of a trunk. Despite her outward indifference, Rain watched in awe, not every day do you see something like that even in a house full of mutants. "Well, here goes everything." he said as he slowly pushed the trunk open. Silently he stared for a moment before pulling out an envelope, opened it, and pulled out the first of three letters. Silently he read:

Hello Potter,

As you can probably guess, this is a letter from the guy who dragged you here. Anyway I'll make this quick. There are two letters in here, one from Sirius and one from that Granger girl. Most of the stuff in the trunk came from them like the clothes, decorations and other associated items. The more personal items in this trunk, well those you can thank Forge and Gred for. They managed to swipe your cloak, some weird map, and a photo album. The rest of this stuff is from me! Yup, that's right! I got you stuff too! It's all basically stuff you'll eventually need or want or in one case probably be really confused about.

The book is the most important thing. It will basically educate you in everything that school of yours should have. The wood box has your new wands, since your old one was destroyed by that old guy. I hear it burned his hand to do it though. I made these so they should match you just fine. There is also a cell phone in there, but it's special because it will call me, even when I'm in another world; magic's just cool that way. The key chains are…well…or your keys…The sunglasses are there to look cool, like the scarf. Feel free to try some magic on them or whatever they are yours now anyway.

Ok, now the chain is important. Normally a good wizard can old their own in a fight with other wizards. Unfortunately you don't have a chance against a well trained muggle. They don't even need to be armed, so long as they are fast. So I want you to learn how to use that chain. There is a guy here named Logan, who tends to have a bad attitude, who will teach you how to fight. Plus every once in awhile, I'll come by to help out. Trust me, you'll need it.

All right, that's it for me. Try not to die!

Artanis

"He's crazy" Harry muttered, shaking his head. "I've been saved by a bloody crazy person!" He tossed the letter on the ground before reaching for the next one. Rain gently picked up the letter, assuming it wasn't personal if he'd just toss it like that, started to read it. Good thing Harry was too distracted with the next letter:

Hey Cub,

Guess What!

Apparently my evil influence during your third year, coupled with the aid of an unknown dark wizard has resulted in you being the second person to escape ministry custody. It also seems that with our new dark lord allies, we have started to bewitch and enslave the wizarding world. Apparently we have taken control over numerous members of the population and are forcing them into a civil war.

"So why am I stuck as the second in command?"

Sorry Cub couldn't resist, though apparently the ministry thinks it's true. There have been some hostilities between those of us who support you and those who don't, only one case of violence though. It seems that the guy who runs the potions apothecary said something to the wrong person. Next thing you know, the shop is destroyed and the man was unconscious. Ironically the Aurors arrested the shop owner for inciting violence and disorderly conduct. Apparently they all support you, so no else is willing to try anything.

You have the whole world terrified of us and yet you're not even here! Remus is still laughing about it! Your new friend here tells us you're going to receive a lot of training while you are away, something about preparing for your destiny. Not sure what that means, but you better not turn into some emotionless book worm of a soldier! Don't forget to live! Have some fun, pull some pranks, find a girl or two! Just enjoy yourself!

Well, I've got to go. Your friend here says he wants to get to Hermione's house before anyone notices that the twins stole your stuff.

Have fun!

Sirius

Harry laughed happily as he whipped a tear from his cheek. 'Sirius believes me! So do Remus and the twins! Hermione as well! Forget that jealous prat Ron and his insane sister!'He thought with a grin. Rain looked up from the letter she was reading confused. Then she shook her head and sighed with a muttered "Boys" she went back to reading. Harry quickly pulled out the last letter and started reading:

Dear Harry,

I can't believe it! You have a Planeswalker training you! I've read about them but always thought they were a myth! There's barley anything written about them. They're so powerful, they can make their own dimensions and they can change anything they please! Sure the books say they tend to be a bit strange, that their minds can't focus, that they are as crazy as they are powerful, but still the chance to learn from one is incredible. You better not waste this chance Harry! The stuff he teaches could literally change the shape of the world!

Well anyway, it seems Riddle is staying quiet. He's either waiting for the powder keg you left to go off, or he's more concerned with your location. Remus said that it's probably both. Your conviction tore the world in half, Harry and your disappearance may build a wall down the middle. Please hurry back. I don't really have anyone else here. I never made any friends besides you and Ron, but with Ron turning against us and you leaving, I am all alone here. I miss you Harry, come back soon.

Love

Hermione

Harry blinked back tears as he stared at the paper, he hadn't thought about that part, about how his friends would react. The speech he'd given came out of vengeance. The world threw him into hell, so he decided to drag it with him.

"Aw! Is the big bad wizard gonna cry?" Rain's voice cut through his thoughts. "What's wrong huh? A letter from your girlfriend telling you she's gonna to miss you?"

Harry glared at her before noticing the letters in her hand "Who said you could read those?"

"You didn't say I couldn't!" she snapped.

"You didn't ask!" he growled, standing up.

"You just put them down! Didn't even question when I picked them up." Rain snapped back.

"I was busy reading the other letters" Harry retorted.

"Then next time don't leave a private letter without saying not to read it!" Rain screamed.

"Next time keep your nose out of my business!"Harry snapped.

"This is my room! Anything in here is my business!" she responded.

"No…this is our room! Just because we have to share it doesn't mean we have to share our lives." Harry responded.

"This was my room first you're just butting in where you are not wanted! And that's still my shirt!" she shouted.

Harry grew pale, before his eyes flashed with anger. "Fine! Take your bloody shirt!" He tore it off and threw it at her. She gasped and caught it before looking up at him. He was thin, really thin, to the point where his ribs were just visible. He had scars on his back and arms and a bruise across his chest, it looked as if a pair of hands had grabbed him.

Harry angrily dug through trunk, ignoring the contents until he found a black shirt. He pulled it on before grabbing the first jacket he saw and the wand box. He turned and walked towards the door. "Look, I want to be here about as much as you want me to be here! But unless that professor says otherwise, I'm stuck here!" He said in a calm, emotionless voice. "Take it up with him, I'll be outside." He threw open the door and stamped through the crowd of confused teenage ease droppers.

"Who or what was that Masters?" a boy asked.

"New student" she muttered as she put his letters on his bed. "I think I might have said something I shouldn't of…" The sound of the front door slamming shut filled the silence.

"I'll say" said a girl.

"ARGH!" Harry shouted as he kicked up a pile of snow. The powdery ice flew through the air. "Not even a day and already I don't belong here!" he groaned and sat on a nearby stone bench. "All that talk about a new world got my hopes up…" He groaned "It's always the same! I don't fit in no matter what world I'm in…"He sighed as he watched the falling snow. The cold didn't bother him much; it wasn't even close to a Hogwarts winter. He held the box tightly as he stared out onto the snow covered garden. He sat silently as the snow continued to fall around him.

"Why did you bring me here?" he muttered after several minutes passed.

"We are all subject to fate's whims." Artanis answered as he appeared in the snow. "Some of us are given a goal and told to reach it; others are given options to pick from. You were given both."

"Then why did you bring me here? Why drag me from my world? Why shove me into this one?" Harry asked

"Planeswalkers have an interesting relationship with fate. We do what she says and she doesn't give a warrior the fate of killing us…" Artanis said with a slight shrug.

"So you're protecting your own ass? You dragged me from one hell hole that hates me to another, just to protect yourself?"Harry said stammering.

"Essentially" Artanis said with yet another shrug.

"You bastard! You destroyed everything." Harry shouted, jumping to his feet.

"I didn't frame you, I didn't testify against you, I didn't convict you, and I didn't pick your friends. All I destroyed was your chance to go to prison."

Harry glared at him "You sat by and watched it happen! If you're as powerful as you claim you could have stopped it all."

Artanis nodded "Yes, I could have."

"Then why didn't you!" Harry screamed back

"Fate said it had to happen." Artanis replied

Harry roared "You just said you're above fate!" He angrily tore the lid from the box and let it fall to the ground as he grabbed a pair of wands. Had he been paying attention he would have noticed a sense of warmth course through him or the gold sparks that leapt from the wand tips.

"What gives your life more value than mine? From what I've seen you are nothing more than an overly emotional teenager. You are a pathetic attention seeking child who lives for the praise of those who use and abuse you! No wonder they all turned against you. That greasy haired professor was right. You crave attention just like your father." Artanis said without any emotion crossing his face.

"Shut up! You…you don't know anything about me!" Harry screamed back.

Artanis continued "No wonder Sirius pines after you like a lost puppy. After so many years in prison he can't tell the difference…I wonder how long he will support you, when he realizes what he's doing." He was cut off as a red light struck him exploding in a cloud of snow and smoke.

Harry stared at his raised wand angrily. "That was too strong to be a stunner…"

"Good thing it missed then" Artanis said from behind him.

Harry whirled around "How…"

"You're not strong enough; though with aim as bad as yours it's a wonder you even survived this long…Guess that explains Cedric…"

"Reducto" Harry shouted as twin spells leapt from the wands. The Planeswalker didn't even blink as he swatted the spells away. Harry stared in shock as a snowman was obliterated in the explosion.

"You're pathetic! Even with two powerful wands you're still weak! Maybe it's a good thing I pulled you from your world, this way you don't have to see the looks on people's faces when you fail them!"

"Bombarda!" Harry shouted, 'If the blasting hex explodes."

Artanis smirked as he raised his hand. The air in front of his palm blurred just as the spell hit. Without even a sound the spell vanished.

"What?" Harry muttered, as another distortion appeared. The spell reappeared only to disappear into the sky. A second later it exploded, only for that to vanish too. Harry took a step back.

"Wee little Potter can't even land a spell, and Fate said your that dimension's only hope "he shook his head."They are all going to die!"

Harry's eyes flashed. His wrist gave a sharp twist and jabbed forward. A strange purple spell shot forward quickly. He grinned at the Planeswalker's surprised face, only for it to vanish in a flash as the spell connected. "Not so week now am I!" Harry growled.

"Nope, but your aim still sucks." Artanis said with a smirk as he disappeared behind Harry. "My turn now!" Before Harry could react the Walker raised his hand and a blue spell shot out.

"Protego" Harry said as a bright, seemingly solid shield appeared, putting a ball shaped wall of magic around him. The spell struck with a small 'Phiiit' sound and snow shot around him. Instantly the walker was next to him looking over the shield. "Impressive, almost perfect…pity you're such a coward…such a high powered shield for a snow ball…"

The ball collapsed as Harry made a slashing motion with his wand, launching a cutting curse at the face if the annoying Walker. Except his face wasn't there! Harry stared wide eyed as Artanis bent backwards at the waist and the spell struck a statue behind him. Before he could blink, the man shot upright and smirked "I win!" His fist collided with the teen's stomach. Harry's magic surged and he disappeared with a crack, only to reappear a few feet away. The two opponents stared at each other wide eyed.

'Bang!' the statue had slid apart where the spell had cut through it. It struck the ground and broke into pieces. "That was a marble statue…" Artanis muttered. He turned to Harry and grinned "Most wizards can't even scratch marble…" He slowly brushed invisible dust off his clothes as he looked Harry over. "So I was right something is blocking your full power…"

"Huh? Wha? Wait what about…What! What could do that" Harry growled, their fight forgotten for now.

"It looks like two things actually…one is that scar, whatever it is, it's funneling about a tenth of your magic to Riddle…Bringing you here disrupted it but it will just start up again when you go back" Artanis said looking at Harry.

Harry frowned "and the other?"

Artanis continued to speak "Bet that's how he survived, getting a constant dose of magic would keep anything alive…"

"Tanis? What's the other block?" Harry asked.

Artanis blinked and looked at Potter oddly. "It's like a dam; it lets some through but holds the rest back. Judging by its placement and strength it had to be that the old guy with the long beard that put it there…"

"WHAT!" the boy's scream was heard by the entire Institute.