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I opened my eyes and heard someone yell at me, "You are here again? That is the seventh time you died already! Do you want me to lose my job?" Whut?

19 A Reptilia28 challenge…

I looked around me, I was in some kind of office, I wearing a white robe… barefoot? Quickly I touched my nose, yes! I still have one! That is a major relief. Wait a fucking minute, the seventh time I died? Losing his job? Where the fuck am I?

"Ah! You finally noticed me," said the Dude in a white robe... with a set of wings on his back… Wings?

"Dude that must be a bitch to sleep with! Do you sleep on your belly? How do you mate with those wings on your back or do you do it in the air? That must be a show, can I watch it?"

Hmm? Somehow the filter between my brain and mouth malfunctioned, never sass a thingy that wears wings, be them Angels or Dragons and I did that six times in one sentence. I am fucked.

Suspiciously the Dude said: "You grew some balls since last we met, Harry James Potter. Nevertheless, the fact remains that you died seven times and are bound to pass on. There is a reason seven is a magic number, you had your chances and squandered them."

I protested: "You got to be kidding! This is meant to be my Fourth Layer, and I didn't die once! Get your facts straight Bird Dude!"

Bird Dude slapped a stack of papers on his desk and counted "First time, your cousin pushed you down the stairs and you broke your neck.

Second time, Ron bloody Weasley made a wrong move on that giant chess set and you got hammered.

Third time, A basilisk looked you in the eyes, the phoenix came too late

Fourth time, You fell off your broom when dementors closed in too fast during your Hufflepuff game.

Fifth time, Riddle decked you at the graveyard.

Sixth time, you jumped after your Godfather through the veil.

Seventh time, you let yourself get killed! Voluntarily!"

He glared at me: "That last one alone is good enough reason to pass you on."

Fucking Hell! I am in a Fan Fiction! A bloody Reptilia28 challenge! The question is now which one? There are thousands of them! Nope, I won't accept this.

"First of all, Dudley never pushed me off the stairs, I became Harry when my uncle drove me to the station in 91, and Harry the second time when we drove in Weasley's car to the station in 92, the third time I was Tom Riddle at the graveyard, and you are telling me to pass on? I have six more Layers to do! I want to talk to your management!"

The Bird Dude frowned: "Wait a God Blessed minute! What are you rambling about? You never were Tome Riddle, you were destined to kill him after you disposed of all his Horcruxes. You were supposed to get soulbound with two witches and live to a ripe age of two hundred and sixty-seven years."

Wait a fucking minute! Two witches? That challenge only included Hermione, some Authors got greedy?

"Who was I supposed to bond with?" I asked hotly, "I hope not Narcissa and Bellatrix or I kill myse… bad expression, or I get angry!"

Bird Dude sifted through his papers: "Hmm, some Granger girl and a Greengrass one. Both are currently up here too."

Then I got the notice: THIRD LAYER COMPLETED SUCCESSFULLY

Bird Dude frowned and said: "That is a first, Third Layer completed Successfully? So you were speaking the truth. Explain it please, use small words."

I shrugged: "I died and one of your kind, a total babe, by the way, I didn't see any wings, but you get my drift. She said that her boss was upset that we, the Fan Fiction Authors, use his or her name to start Isekai stories, and now each time one of us dies, we have to live through our own Fan Fiction. I think this one is from Sinyk, it was one of the most popular stories on our site."

Bird Dude's face went red: "You are telling me this is a story? No, this is a story about another story? No, we are in a story that is a story from another story? Do you expect me to believe that?"

I shot back: "How the bloody He… Heaven would I know? Ask your Boss upstairs if you don't believe me! This is supposed to be the starting point of my Fourth Layer, not my ticket upstairs… Hey! I'll take it! Let me move on! Pass me through! I was a good boy!"

Bird Dude shook his head: "The question has been asked, there is no way back. The decision is His to make now."

"Ah? He is a Male? Groovy, I always thought he was a Hermaphrodite, you know, two for the price of one? Go figure."

Crap! The filter is still deactivated, I bet I gained some time downstairs with that comment. I have to think twice before I open my mouth in here.

Bird Dude looked up and said: 'The decision has been made, you are allowed to decent and use this body for the eighth time. Prepare to be sent down."

I panicked: "Hold on a second! No memory wipes, please, I kept my memories of my first three Layers, you can't wipe those! And I need some information about this world, it is not the original story, so I need some feedback, and what year are you sending me to?"

Bird Dude looked up for a bit and said: "OK, Dumbledore is bad, the two youngest Weasleys and their mother are potioning you, that is all I am allowed to tell you. You will be sent to your first year in Hogwarts."

"No bloody way!" I protested again, "Do you expect me to snog two eleven-year-old girls? Are you out of your mind? Or is this level going to take me six or seven years to complete? Do those girls keep their memories?"

Bird Dude shook his head: "No, we were going to wipe their memories, both had some bad ones before they died. And what is wrong with starting over in your first year?"

"I have done that already!" I answered, "To successfully complete my Layer, I have to make it entertaining for my ROB or he fail me and I have to start over. Take the end of our second year or our third, I haven't done those, and let those girls keep their memories, wipe their last day if you must."

Bird Dude looked shrewdly at me: "You know what story this is don't you? So I have to add some more obstacles in your way, you know, to add some entertainment for your ROB. First of all, you and your girls have to sign a non-disclosure contract of everything that happened here and what will happen in the future once you get back."

He smiled Angelically at me and added: "I wanted to let your Reapers aid you to let their parents believe you, you are on your own with that. And the time you start will be after your name is put in that goblet, so you can't avoid the Tournament."

I groaned: "Damn, I was hoping to avoid that crap. That means I am stuck here until that tournament is done."

On the upside, I'll be a married boy with two wives, in private quarters. The downside? They come with a lot of emotional damage, it is a good thing Bird Dude agreed to wipe their last day, and I have Dumbledore breathing down my neck.

"Alright, where do I sign?" I asked, "There better be not some fine print that will enslave my soul or something like that."

"Just the normal contract, Potter, that you void our responsibility for any action that you will take from the moment you and those girls are sent down. There will be no rewards must you succeed in your task."

Stingy bastards! If it wasn't for me Harry had to move on and Voldemort would have free range of the planet.

Xxxxx

I signed the contract and I woke up in my bed at Hogwarts. Junior must have added my name last night. I checked my memory… ah, nothing is wiped, and the years of this Potter have been added. I took a shower and my first action was to transfigure my clothes into something more fitting, I removed all listening spells too.

Fully dressed, I entered the common room, Hermione jumped into my arms and whispered: "Harry? Are you back too?"

I hugged her back, how could this idiot miss all those signs? Ah, yes, potions, I whispered back: "Yeah, I am back too, did you hear about Greengrass? Did you remove the listening charms?"

"Yes I did, my Grim Reaper explained it all, so, your name will come out that Goblet again?" she asked.

I loosened my hold and nodded, I softly said, "Come to the RoR after dinner, we have a day to plan. Do you have a class with her? Tell her to bring a necklace or bracelet, you too, I learned some new tricks that can help. Come let's have breakfast."

We went downstairs, in front of the Great Hall, we spotted Daphne Greengrass waiting for us, Hermione went straight to her and began loudly to discuss and Arithmancy problem, while giving the message to meet up after dinner.

When breakfast was almost done, Ron rushed in and complained: "Why didn't you wake me up, mate? I almost missed breakfast."

I shrugged: "Do I have red hair, tits and a voice that can raise the dead? Nope? Then I am not your mother mate, nor am I your nanny."

He grumbled: "You could at least have wake me up mate, what is the big deal?"

I turned to him and answered: "If I have to be your Nanny, then I would start to teach you some table manners like chewing with your mouth closed or not talking with your mouth full of food. Then I would try to show you what a napkin is used for until you can eat without spraying it all over your robes, well Ron, do I need to be your Nanny?"

With a sour face, he said: "What is gotten in you today mate? I just asked why you didn't wake me up, that is all."

I nodded: "And you got my answer, mate, you are old enough to get out of bed alone."

Ginny, who was following the conversation got worried, the potions were wearing off, he needed another dose, I heard her thinking about it. That is right, I remember everything from my time as Tom Riddle, including Legilimency, I motioned her closer.

I whispered in her ear: "Miss Weasley, if you dare to put another potion in my food or drinks or even tell someone that I know you did, that includes your mother and Dumbledore, then I call in your life debt to me and you spend the rest of your life as my slave doing a house elf job, yes, including wearing the pillow. This is my only warning."

Ginny backed off as if she got slapped, I read her thoughts and softly said: "Nope, not even the headmaster. Now, get rid of the evidence, Miss Weasley." She rushed off, she must have noticed I could read her thoughts.

While I went upstairs to get my books with Hermione, she asked: "Why did you warn Ginny, Harry?"

I shrugged and softly said, "To give her a chance, I have to write Bill to ask if he examined her for traces of possession when they were in Egypt. That is the only reason for them to spend all that money on a stupid trip. If he didn't examine Ginny, then Dumbledore must have compulsed them. We better stop talking about this, the paintings and elves are listening in."

Hermione shook her head: "I used a Mufliato on us, nobody can listen in."

I gave Hermione a one-arm hug: "Never underestimate the power of house elves, dear. You know the two I am going to hire, don't you?"

Hermione sighed: "Yes I know, he deserves it, Harry. That was the bravest thing I witnessed, will you hire them tonight?"

I nodded: "That among other things, there is a lot to do to let us survive this madness."

Xxxxx

The day passed on slowly, finally, when dinner was done, we moved to the seventh floor, I saw Daphne on the map not far behind us, while Hermione imagined the room. When the door opened, I went inside, Hermione waited outside to guide Daphne in, once inside, the door disappeared. Daphne sagged down on one of the couches and started crying.

Hermione sat next to her and hugged her, soon both were crying for the years and the lives they lost and for the chance they got to correct it. Soon they recuperated and calmed down.

I asked: "Do you girls remember how you died? I asked that Reaper to erase that day."

Daphne answered: "All I know is that I got killed by a Death Eater, the rest is blank."

Hermione said: "I remember breaking into Gringotts and escaping on a dragon, the rest is blank too."

I sighed: "I asked to erase that to avoid the trauma, both of you died not a pretty death. Please don't ask how you died, at least not the next five or ten years from now."

I looked up and said: "Before we do anything I have to come clean to you both. I am Harry Potter, but not exactly the Harry Potter you remember, I told you, Hermione, that I got something extra, it is time to explain that extra."

I better hide the Fan Fiction part or they will freak out. I would freak out if I was nothing more than a fantasy figure. I better get my biggest bullshit shovel.

"You have been up there, well, the Harry you know was there for seven times. The seventh time, last night, he was forced to move on. I am a dimension traveler, the Deity that controls my life, inserts me in the body of someone in a world that needs saving. Last night I replaced him, I have his body and all his memories."

I held my hands up to stop their questioning, "Let me finish, please. Harry's Reaper asked permission from his Boss and it was granted. If I didn't take his place, then Voldemort would win and the world would fall into chaos, Wizard-kind would get exposed in the worst way, wizards would kill whole communities, muggles would fight back with the help of Muggleborn, and the second Witch hunt will start. This time on a global scale. By the time Voldemort gets killed, there will not be much left to live for."

Complete silence, I admit, it is a lot of bullshit that I shoveled through their throats, it is a future that is plausible, or a stray spell could have killed him in the final battle, anything is possible.

Finally, Hermione asked: "How much of our Harry are you?"

I shrugged: "You can see it as that I am your Harry and gained the memories of alternate personalities. I am Harry Potter, and am tasked to clear this mess and hopefully live happily ever after."

Daphne asked: "What about the soul bonding?"

"We have to time it right, tomorrow evening my name will come out of that goblet. We better start planning the order of our actions. Oh, before I forget, in one of those worlds I had to be Voldemort, it was not easy to eliminate all the death eaters and to let Harry survive. That means I have all his Magic stored in my brain."

Me and my big mouth, now I have two wands pointed at me, I looked at them: "Really? Do you think those Reapers would send me back with you? That knowledge will be an advantage to win this thing."

"Potter stop scaring me to death please, I already have a hard time coping with the fact that I died and returned into the past to relive that nightmare." Complained Daphne,

"We won't relive that nightmare, Daphne, we will prevent it from happening." commented Hermione, "Harry, we better initialize the bond after your name comes out the Goblet."

Daphne added: "As a champion, you are allowed to skip classes, so you can visit Gringotts to claim your Lordship. Being a Champion emancipates you. You can bring the Lady's and the Consort rings back for us."

"That is a plan, now, did you bring some jewelry? Ah, those are nice necklaces."

I engorged the necklaces, conjured an engraving pen with a diamond tip, and started engraving the necklaces. I commented: "Wear this all the time, it prevents legilimence and compulsion charms, it also alerts for potions, it won't stop an Imperio though. It will stop a few spells with a shield, nothing powerful, but it will give you time to defend yourself. There you go, all done. With a drop of your blood, it will bind to you."

"Next point will be getting help from house elves, you know who I mean, Hermione."

Hermione said: "Thank you Harry, and yes, call them here."

"Dobby? Can you come here, please? Ah, Dobby, are you interested in becoming a House Potter elf… I'll take that as a yes. Lose the grip a bit, Dobby, now, I want to take Dobby as a House Potter elf, does Dobby accept?"

Dobby quickly answered: "Dobby do. Dobby be House Potter Elf for Master Harry Potter Sir!"

"Dobby? Has Winky found a family yet? No, well, ask her if she wants to be a Potter Elf, if she does, bring her here."

A few minutes later Winky was a Potter elf, "Winky, Hermione, and Daphne are going to be your future mistresses, stay in the Hogwarts kitchen and watch out for them. If anyone wants to put potions in their food, replace it."

I faced Dobby: "Dobby, the key to my Trust vault is with Mrs. Weasley, if you can't recuperate it, I have to get a new key. Make an appointment with my account manager for November 1 after dinner."

"Dobby will do, Master Harry sir!" and Dobby popped away.

"Now the last details for tomorrow…"

Xxxxx

The next day after dinner, the champions were ready to be chosen, Ron was still harping on the chance to be selected as a champion.

I tried to shut him up: "To be honest Ron, even when we could get our name in that cup, we would not get chosen, or are you claiming to be a better wizard than Angeline or any of the other seventh and sixth year students? In fact, if our name came out of that goblet, that would be an insult to Hogwarts. Tell me, are we top-grade students? We took the easy classes, if we didn't have Hermione to help with our homework and urge us to do our best we would have to repeat at least one year. What do you say? Do we have a chance? If we get selected it would be to humiliate us, so they can make fun of us on how we would fail the tasks or lose our lives if, for instance, we had to fight a bunch of Acromantula, you remember those, don't you?"

My speech was heard by all of our upper years and the Ravenclaws behind us, Ron didn't appreciate how I analyzed our capabilities.

He argued: "What are you talking about? We fought a troll in our first year! We went through those obstacles, you fought against Quirrel! In our second year, we went up against a Basilisk! Last June you chased a hundred Dementors away!"

Hermione dryly commented: "Harry killed that Basilisk without your help Ron, he chased those Dementors without you too, it was his Patronus that did that, you were in the hospital wing with a broken leg. So the only thing you did was a wingardium Leviosa and a game of chess, oh, you got your hand bitten by a baby dragon and flew a car across England, I almost forgot. Now be quiet, the champions are about to be chosen."

BURN! That was a major slapdown! With Gryffindors and Ravenclaws listening to our conversation, Ron got demoted to the useless but funny sidekick.

Dumbledore, the forever drama queen, started the drawing: "Ah! The Goblet is ready for the first name, there it is, the first champion is Fleur Delacour from Beaubatons! Yes, congratulations on your selection Miss Delacour. The second name is bound to come out… And the second Champion is Victor Krum from Durmstrang! Good for you Mr. Krum, now the Champion for Hogwarts… Cedric Diggory! Yes, that applause is well deserved, the Champions will now be informed about the first task… What is this?… Harry Potter!"

I sighed and said to Ron, "You see Ron? They want to make me into a joke. A mediocre student with three years and two months of education against the best of three schools. What do you think are my odds to win?"

I stood up and stepped on the table, I raised my wand and made my oath: "I, Harry James Potter, did not enter nor wanted to enter my name in that Goblet, nor did I ask or want anyone else to do that for me in any way possible. So Mote It Be! Expecto Patronum! For the record, Cedric Diggory is the Hogwarts Champion! I will try anything in my power to get out of this circus."

I glared at Dumbledore and said: "Get me out of this, headmaster. I am not in the mood to risk my life for pocket change and my name on a cup that everyone will forget about in two years."

Dumbledore was surprised by my defiance, but recuperated: "We discuss this later, my boy, go join the other Champions."

"Two things, headmaster, I am not a Champion, and I am not your Boy. It is Mr. Potter to you like you address everyone else. You are not my family, just a headmaster from a school."

After my little tantrum, I turned and stomped off to the antechamber, leaving a bunch of confused students behind. In the chamber, the Champions looked curiously at me.

Cedric asked: "Harry? Are you here for us, do we need to go somewhere else?"

I shrugged: "Nope, my name came out of that cup. Just my bad luck is acting up again."

Ludo Bagman came in with a grin as if he won the World Cup final: "Lady and Gentlemen, may I present you the fourth Champion! This is exciting isn't it?"

Fleur protested: "What do you mean the Fourth Champion? He is just a little boy!"

I turned to the headmasters that followed Bagman in and shouted: "You see? Even Miss Delacour can tell that this is a death sentence for me! I don't want to risk my life for the amusement of some nameless people. I want out of this tournament, right now!"

Karakof protested: "Hogwarts can't have two Champions, Dumbledore, I demand that we select another Champion for us to even the odds."

I raised my hand and commented: "I am not a Hogwarts Champion, sir. Cedric Diggory is selected for that Honor. I bet someone entered my name under a fourth school, what does that paper say, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Hah, my oath took the wind out of everyone's sails, here stands a completely innocent boy! His head a bit raised, looking a bit to the side, a bit mysterious, Fleur standing there is purely a coincidence, nice tits by the way. For some obscure reason, Snape came along and could not help but sneer at me.

"He is just an attention-seeking arrogant brat, just like his deadbeat arrogant father. It is best to expel that brat and be done with it."

I looked at Snape and shot back: "And you are just a cruel bully, just like your father. It is good that you never married, you probably would have beat that wife to death."

I was ready with my shield when Snape lost it and in a rage started cursing me. I might have swatted some spells away from me, that Ludo caught some of them? Purely a coincidence, the poor bloke went down like a brick.

Dumbledore stopped the fight, and disarmed Snape, he turned to me and said: "Detention for a month, Harry, for insulting a Professor."

I shook my head: "That is not going to happen, headmaster. I insulted Snape just as much as he insulted me. Did you see me draw my wand and start cursing? I want him fired. He attacked me with very harmful curses. I want him out of this school tonight. Headmaster Karakof, Headmistress Maxime, you are my witnesses, so are Miss Delacour and Mister Krum."

Cedric showed his loyalty and added: "I am a witness to Harry. Headmaster? Professor Snape attacked a Champion, therefore he wanted to prevent him from competing in favor of his own Champion. I call on the Goblet to Judge this accusation!"

Hmm? I didn't think of that option, the judgment started after Fleur and Krum made the same call. Snape started glowing and we saw literally magic leaving his body. I bet Cedric carried a grudge against the bat, or he read the rules with a magnifying glass.

Dumbledore cried out: "Harry! What have you done? All my plans are ruined now!"

WTF? I protested: "What did I do? Are you getting senile? The other Champions asked the Goblet to judge, why are you blaming me for it? He is a half-blood anyway, he will survive in the Muggle world, a job in a soup kitchen is perfect for him. Thank you, Miss Delacour, Mr. Krum, and Cedric for your support. It is much appreciated."

Snape raged: "Potter! I will kill you for this! This is not over!"

Cedric coolly responded: "Careful Severus, if we have to call on the Goblet again, you might lose your life."

Go Puff, but then again badgers are fearsome animals, don't mess with them, they have a mean bite.

Xxxxx

I arrived at the RoR and entered, the door disappeared behind me. I grinned and said: "Guess who lost his Magic today?"

"Going on the grin on your face it is Dumbledore or Snape." guessed Hermione.

"Snape lost it, Hermione, but you didn't say Professor Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore, are you losing your touch?" I asked.

"No, they lost my respect. Will you hurry up and kiss Daphne, so that I can get mine?"

Daphne commented: "I have no problem letting you go first, Hermione. I am in no rush, I will get my turn anyway."

I smiled and said: "This is why I let them wipe that last day from your memories. Come, Hermione, first make some bathrooms, that soul bond will expel all potions from our body, that will do nicely. Come here, as my best friend you get to go first."

That lost day did the world of difference, getting killed in a battle is bad, but if this is the one from Sinyk, then Daphne got raped by Nott and Hermione by Ron. Those are traumas that run deep. Anyway, Hermione got her snog, with tongue and roaming hands, a nice silver glow surrounded us it gave a warm cozy feeling. When we let go, we had to hurry to get on a toilet bowl, the next ten minutes will never be spoken of.

A shower and a few mouth-cleaning spells later, Daphne moved in for her snog, the same happened, a nice snog with roaming hands covered by a silver glow.

When we parted, Daphne remarked: "Harry? You realize that we are engaged now, do you? To be honest, I am not that eager to go all the way, it is too soon for me. It is too new."

Hermione nodded: "I knew we had to rush it, but I agree, we didn't even date once. Harry? Can we do the dating and all the things normal couples do before they marry?"

I nodded: "That would be best, both of you have to process the lost years and the new situation. I have to sift through these new memories, those from Voldemort are disturbing. Let's have breakfast on neutral ground, the Ravenclaw table?"

Daphne nodded: "That will be best, that way both Slytherin and Gryffindor can get used to us being together."

"Winky? Can you get Daphne close to her common room without being detected? Ah, they are gone already. Come, Hermione, let's face the music, I bet they still are partying."

Xxxxx

They welcomed us with loud cheers, I stepped on a chair and announced: "Dear Gryffindors! I am sorry to break it in for you, but I am not a Hogwarts Champion! Someone entered my name under a different school. Therefore I will not do my best to win this thing, as a matter of fact, I plan to be dead last. I feel by even trying to win, I will dishonor Cedric and Hogwarts. I hope you understand and support Diggory!"

That shut them up, I decided to throw them a bone: "There is one bonus I got out of it, Snape started insulting me and my father as usual, this time I insulted him back. The bastard started to attack me with curses, while I just defended myself. When Dumbledore took Snape's side, Cedric called on the Goblet of Fire to judge Snape for sabotaging a Champion of another school, Miss Delacour and Mr. Krum did the same. Well, Snape got squibbed! No more insults and sabotaged potions, no more Slytherin favoritism."

The room went silent, I added: "I have to warn you though, if someone tries to potion me, even as a prank, that Goblet can take it the wrong way and squib you. So please be careful, I am not a Hogwarts Champion. It would be the same as if you do that to the Durmstrang Champion."

That will scare the two youngest Weasleys off for now. They got the message loud and clear by the look on their faces.

The next morning, Hermione and I waited for Daphne before entering the Great Hall, I spotted some empty seats next to Luna and asked: "Miss Lovegood, can we join you for breakfast?"

Luna observed us and nodded: "You may join me for breakfast, Heir Potter, Heiress Greengrass, and Miss Granger. Can I congratulate you on your bonding? It is quite beautiful."

"You can see our bond, Miss Luna? That is a special gift you have there." I complimented, "In what way are you seeing the bond?"

Luna squinted her eyes and answered: "I see them as silver strings, connecting you to Heiress Greengrass and Miss Granger."

We just filled our plates when we got swarmed by Gringotts and Ministry owls.