I can't believe this turned from serious into this...Cheeky Angel and his ability to turn serious to laughs

Deal With an Angel

Pain. Darkness. Agony. This is what his life had become. Consumed by the shadow the one once known as Harry Potter was forced to endure an agony incomparable. Blades of darkened flame burned through his being, yet left no wounds, he was torn at, ripped asunder and crushed at the same time. Screams of agony; pleading, begging for release filled his ears, and the mocking laughter of the one who had cast him here still burned in his mind.

Harry Potter had essentially been condemned to hell by one self styled 'Lord Voldemort'. Some kind of ancient magic had left Harry in this state of incredible pain; incredible suffering.

Countless years passed as his suffering grew worse by the day. His mind would have snapped under the agony... If he was allowed to snap. The magic holding him here forced his sanity to remain in tact. It was the sheer sadistic nature of Voldemort that had led Harry to this place. He had 'seen' his friends die time and time again, and suffering was endless.

Pain. His head was burning, spikes had been drilled through his skull. Pain. His hands had millions of freezing needles stabbed into them. Pain, his body was broken and crushed and ripped apart again.

However, as much of an endless cycle as this was nothing is eternal. Not even magic. Eventually Voldemort's hold on Harry shattered and the darkness that had enveloped Harry broke.

This is what Harry's angel of Death had been waiting for.

Thus after eons of agony, of suffering and of pain. Harry Potter breathed his last.

When Harry next opened his eyes he found himself in a small chamber with a man, a true monster of a man. He was easily two and a half meters tall and his shoulders were wider than Hagrid's by far.

Yet he didn't bear the traits of giants, none of the mental limitations. He was... Sharp eyed.

"Sorry it took so long for you to be brought here Harry." The man apologized.

"Huh?" Harry stated eloquently to which the silver haired male grinned.

"Not the sharpest knife in the drawer right now eh?" However, the man's smile faded becoming serious once more.

The man whom Harry didn't have a name for adjusted his black tie before speaking.

"Well Harry after Voldemort kicked you into that 'dimension' you died. Well you would once leaving it anyways. All your friends were killed after you were cast in and the very world came to an end as Voldemort razed the people's of the earth until not one remained... Bored Voldemort destroyed his own horocruxes and killed himself. He became too... Lonely as there wasn't any other living beings on the planet's surface."

Harry blinked a bit bemusedly before chuckling.

"Served that f.." He began however as he started his cursing session the angel merely raised an eyebrow, as if daring Harry to say the words he was thinking.

"Well... it served him right." Harry said instead.

With that Harry's Death Angel grinned.

"Now, normally you'd just go on to the afterlife. However, you failed at the destiny the 'big man' gave you. Now, normally when that happens it means that you rebelled against said destiny, maybe even became an enemy of his and those people are what Christians call 'Sinners'. However... You're an odd case. You didn't rebel. You just were defeated when you were supposed to win. That was... Unexpected to say the least. Now unfortunately your world has already been destroyed and time itself has stilled there. Meaning we can't reverse the threads of fate there. However..." The angel stood and took a few strides to a bookshelf, and drew a dusty gray tome from it.

Blowing the dust off the angel turned back to Harry, his black suit still in perfect condition.

"This book contains all dimensions that have existed. Want to take a look?" The angel asked as he set the book down in front of Harry.

Harry leaned forward now realizing he had been sitting this entire time. His death angel took a knee beside Harry and watched as Harry began to look through the pages.

A dimension where he was an obscenely powerful mage? A lawyer to boot? That was cool! But then he noticed that one time he was tortured for near a thousand years. He had had enough torture already thank you.

Another where he had to face 'gods' and oddly cloaked people were the personification of the soul as well as...? Okay forget that dimension. Besides he had died in it and Hermione had to go a thousand years trying to get her husband back. No thanks.

Wait... Husband?

"H-Husband? I was married to Hermione?!" Harry screeched in shock to which the angel of Death grinned.

"Most the time when that happens things turn out really well actually. One time you get involved with the muggle government to try to take down Voldie and the Ministry of Magic. Don't have a clue how that one ends yet." The Angel of Death chuckled.

Flipping another page Harry saw another world this time instead of himself dying his wife had died and he took a 'quantum leap'... Whatever that was.

How in the world did he have so many versions of himself running about? Evil Harry, Gray Harry, Harry love potioned by Ginny Weasley, Harry married to Severus... At that Harry heaved, dropping out of his chair and vomiting in front of himself.

"I take it you and Snape don't share a romantic interest." Harry's Death Angel was having far too much fun Harry groused.

At that the Angel cleaned the mess and helped his hapless victim back into his chair.

Again the pages flipped. This time he read of a dimension where he had a harem... A harem? What?

Okay, that's kinda interest-

At that Harry forced himself to pull back. Hermione would have been disappointed if he chose a dimension with a harem. But then again...

Harry's Death Angel roared in laughter seeing Harry's conflict.

"Want a bunch of girls huh? Well don't worry!"

"Wait no! It's not like that!"

"Too late!"

"No!" Harry yelled as the office began to fade.

However once he was led into the blackness it faded back to the office, he was still in his position before with his Death Angel still kneeling beside him.

"Just kidding."

"Not. Funny." Harry replied dryly.

Again his Angel grinned amused before standing.

"Anyways, it seems you'll need a LOT of help to beat Voldie. Maybe not all girls so I'll give you a mixed harem."

"No! I don't want any guys!" Harry protested.

Compared to having a guy or two a harem wasn't such a bad idea!

"Kidding again. But in all seriousness, it's apparent that you'll need a serious hand. In that case I've prepared a new dimension just for you. Don't. Screw. It. Up."

"Wait what?"

"Okay Harry, here's the deal. I want a promotion to the main courts. However to do that I need to do some key things and helping a hero save his world is one of those tasks. You're the most heroic person I've had in this office in a long time. So, I pulled some strings with fate, destiny, and war. War was going to poison your dimension to the point of utter annihilation but I got her to stop and only make it a bit messy."

"Her?" Harry asked, forgetting the more important bits.

"Well who's scarier when mad? You or Hermione?"

"Point." Harry agreed wryly.

"Oh yes, and Love was feeling sorry for you so don't be surprised if a lot of odd things happen. You might even get a goddess or two to fall for you. Love always did do the strangest... And mot powerful work. She's quite a looker too." Harry's DA said with a thoughtful tone.

"A goddess?" Harry choked.

"Or two... Maybe more." Death Angel agreed.

"Do I have to...?" Harry began worriedly.

The Angel of Death shook his head.

"No, there's always a choice. After all, love isn't just a sensation or some kind of 'magic bond'. It takes work and is always a choice. You choose to love someone."

It was a bit weird getting love tips from a Death Angel actually.

"Anyways, most of this isn't going to matter one little bit and when you actually arrive you'll forget everything you learned here!"

"Then why did you bother to tell me all this?" Harry asked in exasperation.

Crying out loud his Death Angel was certainly an oddball.

"Because I needed you to say 'yes' so you can have another chance and save all the people in your new home."

"Well..." Harry paused thoughtfully.

He wouldn't see his family for a lot longer should he accept...But he'd get to see them again in a few instances and save them if he agreed... Or something like that. The fact that Voldemort was probably running about in this new universe sealed his decision though. Harry wanted revenge.

"Okay, I'll do it."

"Excellent! I'd say see you soon but I sincerely hope I won't until you reached your destination year of nearly two thousand years of age."

"What?" Harry yelled with a bit of horror.

That was way too long!

"Just kidding again. I just don't want you to die from anything but old age got it?"

Cheeky Angel.

While that happened the area faded to blackness and Harry would awaken to a whole new world. His memories still in tact. It wouldn't be for about a 'week' back in his own dimension would Harry's Death Angel 'Remember' that he had 'forgotten' to erase those memories.

'Whoops'.

Hopefully no one higher up would care too much.

Hopefully I'll have gotten a bit farther on CS and RC soon... But this idea made me kind of excited too ^^;