Ch-1
"Aghhhhhg!"
Harry breathed heavily as he remembered the particular scene from the Battle of Hogwarts, a day when he lost everything. A killing curse from the wand of Bellatrix Lestrange had snatched away Hermione from him. He had lost his best friend, his lover and the person he had looked forward to the future with. His heartbreak and rage had been immense. Bellatrix had known first-hand about it.
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Flashback
"Ehhehehehe! Awww is Baby Pottah sad that his mudblood is gone? Don't you worry, my master, will see you reunited with him! Ehhehehehehe~" Bellatrix taunted Harry after she had killed Hermione.
Harry's eyes were red from crying. His face was of the same colour due to the rage he was feeling due to his loss. The spell that came out of his wand was of the same colour.
"Crucio!" Harry snarled. The spell hit Bellatrix, who wasn't expecting the pain she felt. Harry cruelly kept her under a spell for 30 agonizing seconds. Bellatrix was shivering badly due to the aftermath of the torture curse, overpowered by Harry.
"Osteomalacia!" Harry's next curse softened all of Bellatrix's bones in her chest and abdominal region, by so much that all of the said bones broke simultaneously due to her shivering leading her lungs and heart to collapse. And with that Bellatrix met her end, cruelly and rightfully deserving.
Flashback end
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Harry had been on a warpath after that. None of the death-eaters he faced after that, we're stunned or incapacitated. They had all lost their lives for being on the other end of Harry's wand. Numerous 'cutting curses', 'exploding curses', 'banishing curses', 'piercing curses' and 'Flame summoning charms' had left Harry's wand and collected many lives. He had then faced Voldemort defiantly and met his killing curse with his own.
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Flashback
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort snarled as the lethal green-coloured curse left the Elder wand and sped towards Harry.
Harry, filled with hatred raised his wand and uttered the curse, no-one thought he would ever use.
"Avada Kedavra!" The same life-snuffing curse left Harry's wand and both Harry and Voldemort were engaged in the struggle for dominance of magical power.
After some time, Voldemort faltered due to magical feedback as a screech that was familiar to Harry was heard across the now-destroyed great hall. Harry smirked knowing Nagini- Voldemort's familiar and the last horcrux that was keeping Voldemort unkillable was destroyed.
Before Voldemort could fire a curse again, Harry had dismembered Voldemort with two well-placed 'Lacareo'. Two 'bone breakers' collided with Voldemort's knee as his screams of pain intensified.
"Crucio!" The torture curse Voldemort felt was terrifying for any observers as none of them had ever imagined the feared dark lord to be making such horrifying pained screams and that at the hand of a teenager.
Voldemort discreetly tried to summon every death eater in the vicinity so that they could distract Potter enough for Voldemort to retreat and recuperate, but it was for nought. Any death eater loyal enough to do so had been already killed and the rest of them were too afraid to even step out in the presence of Potter who had been acting as a Reaper and collecting souls from death eaters.
Harry walked in front of the completely useless Voldemort, who couldn't even amass enough concentration to 'disapparate'. The port-key, he had been wearing for emergencies such as this was his ring, and was similarly useless seeing his hands were no longer connected to his body.
"You should receive a fitting end, Tom. You were very proud of your Slytherin lineage who was said to hate Gryffindor. It's only fitting I end you using the Gryffindor's legacy." Harry snarled and called upon the sword of Godric Gryffindor in his mind. After a second or so, the sword appeared in Harry's hand who touched it to Voldemort's chest, where his heart should be.
"You can't kill me, Potter. I am immortal. I will return and destroy you and everything you hold dear," Voldemort warned.
"You can't. One, I have lost everything I cared about and Two Your little trinkets were found and destroyed. You didn't think we spent a year doing nothing, did you?" Harry sneered and stabbed Voldemort through his chest with the Sword. Still not satisfied, Harry used a powerful strike to separate Voldemort's head from his body.
Flashback end
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He had made sure none of the Death Eaters got Scott free like the last time, no matter how much money they tried to throw or plead Imperius. If they got off with less punishment from Wizengamot, Harry made sure to personally find them and treat them with the punishment they suitably deserved. He still remembered the look on the faces of Malfoys when he visited them.
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Flashback
"Why are you here, Potter?" Lucius Malfoy asked but the fear and nervousness were clear in his voice.
"Why Lucy, to make sure Malfoys suffer correctly for what they have done!" Harry answered coolly.
"We have submitted to the Wizengamot and have paid for the fines we were subjected to. And we were pardoned for my wife's role in the defeat of Voldemort." Lucius sneered.
"That's all fine and dandy, but what about you and your wife's role in my godfather's death? And what about your wife assisting her sister in torturing Hermione." Harry questioned.
"Sirius Black was an escaped convict" Lucius smirked "As for the mudbloo-"
Blood broke out like some geyser as Lucius' head was separated from his shoulder leading Narcissa to shriek and Draco to take his wand and curse Harry in rage.
"Avada Kedavra!" Harry used the killing curse to cut off Draco's connection to life.
Narcissa fumbled to find her wand, but Harry just waved his hand showing the wand he used to murder the two Malfoys had been hers.
"What to do... What to do with you?" Harry mused and used Lucius' wand to slice off Narcissa's left hand and Draco's to burn her tongue.
"Well, I will leave you alive. After all, you did help me defeat Voldemort," and then left whistling a particularly catchy tune from one of Muggle songs.
Flashback end
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He had also done a good thing for the magical society by killing off some of non-death-eaters, who strongly believed in pureblood-superiority. He would have left them alone had they not tried to downplay Hermione's role in the war. She had given her life for the magical world and those bastards had the gall to say that her part was insignificant and the muggle-borns shouldn't be encouraged further by rewarding them for killing the purebloods. He had calmly asked if everyone on the panel that decided who to give Order of Merlin to, agreed with it. Other than Kingsley, the Minister of Magic and Daniel Greengrass, the head of the Greengrass family, everyone nodded in affirmation. Within a minute he slaughtered every one of them and forced Kingsley and Daniel Greengrass to take a magical oath to never repeat what had happened, at his wandpoint. With that, he showed himself out and three days later he had received 'The Order of Merlin, First Class', for himself and on behalf of Hermione. He had, of course, added the medal to her tombstone and celebrated by sitting beside her and one-sidedly talking about the troubles they got into ever since the first year of Hogwarts.
He had spent more than half of a year after the battle in Godric's Hollow, where he had buried Hermione, near his parents and the rest of the time, he spent taking care of his Godson.
Being Intoxicated with Firewishky didn't help either. Finally, he figured out he wouldn't be able to live on happily anyway. So he wrote a will giving out a good amount of money to Weasleys and the Rest of Black and Potter's fortune to Teddy, his Godson. He had even made sure that his will wouldn't be 'sealed' like Dumbledore had done and the Ministry of Magic, wouldn't be able to scam Teddy off his inheritance for being the son of a werewolf. Of course, he had to make the big Guns of the ministry, including Kingsley- the minister of magic, sign the contract at his wand point and later obliviate them. After Hermione's death, he wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty.
He then attacked a gathering of vampires, werewolves and dark wizards who were planning to take advantage of Magical Britain's current situation as they were severely weakened after the short but cruel reign of Dark Lord Voldemort, and single-handedly killed most of them, but not before he got hit with a killing curse. With a grin, he awaited his next great adventure to meet Hermione.
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"Ughh!" Harry groggily opened his eyes to find himself in the same place he had been last time he was hit with a killing curse, "I was sure, I would make it this time."
He heard someone chuckle and turned around with a stone-cold face, expecting it to be Dumbledore. He was surprised to see a 6-foot-tall man who seemed to be in his forties. The man had golden-blonde hair that was cropped short and most blue eyes, he had ever seen. He also had 3 pairs of whiskers-like birthmarks with 3 on each cheek, which were only halfway visible due to the well-kept beard. The man was wearing black track pants paired with an Orange jacket which had running black stripes. Over it, he wore a white Haori which had markings on the back, Harry couldn't decipher.
"Er... Who are you?" Harry asked carefully. With the amount of power he was sensing from the blonde, he didn't want to piss him off. The man in front of him made Dumbledore and Voldemort combined feel like children.
The man grinned and replied "Hello boyo, I am Naruto N. Uzumaki and the first ever 'child of prophecy'. Nice to meetcha!"
"Er~ Hello?" Harry asked awkwardly.
If Naruto noticed it, he completely ignored it and just grinned "Don't worry about it, I will explain why are you here."
And then began the mind-boggling information about alternate universes and time travel started. It was very awkward as Naruto couldn't explain it very well seeing as he himself had been confused about it, but Harry had got a gist of it. Apparently, Harry was being sent to an alternate universe, where he would be taking the place of his alternate self who had accidentally offed himself while doing a ritual.
He had seen a glimpse of alternate Harry's life and had seen that they had vast differences even after being the same person. Alternate Harry was very pretty, more than Harry thought he had right to be, inheriting softer features and red-ish hair from his mother and perfect facial shape and body stature from his father. He had been left with Dursleys but had figured out the magic while very young and used it to keep Dursleys at bay. He was also sorted into Slytherin and was seen as an introvert. Unfortunately, he had no friends in the Viper pit. Still, no one bothered him as he had earned a fearsome reputation by putting a few of the upper years in hospital. He was also magically stronger than Harry had been at that age and knew more spells and curses than older Hermione had, which he had gained from Grimoires from Potter, Serpens, Peverell and Black Family Grimores. But also, unlike the kind-hearted teenager Harry had been in his youth, Alternate Harry was ruthless and held no attachment to anyone other than himself. Additionally, Harry had gone to the same school as Hermione for a short amount of time. He had observed her and discovered that she was also special just like him, but unfortunately, when he had gathered the courage to speak with her, she had already left the school. When he saw her again in Hogwarts, his heart skipped at the thought of finding a friend in Hermione but that was soon shattered as he found himself placed in Slytherin. Consorting with muggleborns or 'mudbloods' as they preferred was a big no-no.
When he had found out how brilliant Hermione was and how she was one of few girls who wasn't blinded by the stardom of Neville Longbottom, being Boy-Who-Lived, he had developed a sort of obsession for her, often dreaming how she would be his partner and equal in future. Not that Harry could blame the Alternate Harry. He himself had quite an obsession with the bushy-haired bookworm after all.
Other differences were Harry actually being a pure-blood with his mother being squib-born rather than muggle-born. His grandmothers both paternal and maternal hailed from Black families, with Dorea Potter hailing from the main branch, being the sister of the Head of the family. His maternal grandmother Ursa, was the squib sister of Pollux Black. His maternal grandfather was a squib, so even being the sole inheritor of the Serpens line, he wasn't allowed access to family vaults. Not that there was much of monetary value, but the knowledge in Grimores was very sought after.
Sirius Black not being his godfather was also an odd thing. In the Alternate Universe, Frank Longbottom was the leader of the Marauderers and James Potter was a senior of the Marauderers who was famous for three things, His love for Transfiguration, His love for Quidditch and His love for Lily Evans (Serpens). Still, he felt it didn't matter much. As much Sirius had been hoping for Harry's chance at normal home life, he had moved on from Sirius' death a long time ago. It didn't hurt him as much as Hermione's. And now he had time to win back his lovable bookworm, so he accepted. He accepted Naruto's offer of his soul being transferred into Alternate Harry's body, but not before being assured that Alternate Harry was nothing more than a vegetable and would be so for the rest of his life due to a misfire in one of his rituals.
"So won't it be odd? I mean, I am nowhere like that Harry. Won't it create suspicion?" Harry asked.
"You won't act very differently, believe me. Additionally, you were an introvert. Nobody knows anything about your behaviour. So it won't be that hard." Naruto grinned.
"W-Wait, what do you mean by that-" Harry was interrupted by Naruto's shout of good luck while reminding him about the favour he owned Death and how he would be paying it.
Harry nodded and braced for his next great adventure!
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