AN: First time writing so don't be too harsh on me. I started this because I figured if I couldn't find stories that I liked I would just make them myself.

How much would you give for the chance to have all your wishes come true? To sate all your desires and bask in all the pleasures of not just one but all worlds? For me, the price was as simple as signing a contract with a Company whose sole purpose was to enslave, clone, and sell beings from every known and unknown reality.

I was granted a sponsor in the form of Death themselves who, in exchange for this wondrous opportunity, gave me a Mission that one of the Companys sponsors wished fulfilled as well as a personal Task. I was to go to the Wizarding World as an abused and neglected Harry Potter who was passed over for his sister who was the Child of Prophecy. My objective was to go into this AU, seduce/Mind Break both my new mother and sister and usurp her destiny by killing Voldemort. There were more tasks involved but that was the main aspect of it.

When I arrived into my new body it was a seamless fusion allowing for only the slightest pauses before immediately going back to the task Harry was previously doing, tending to Petunia's garden, and going over all the new information I had, the biggest being the effects of one of the Perks I purchased, [Universal Calibration].The most obvious is that Hogwarts starts at the age of sixteen now instead of the usual eleven, which means that instead of having to suddenly deal with only ten years of neglect and abuse suddenly in my head it was fifteen instead.

I swear that the only reason that I did not go and outright murder the bastards was [Stress Defense] working overtime to keep me from going on a rampage. It would have been easy because [Body Tune-Up] managed to repair the damage caused by the years of neglect and improve my body to its absolute peak.

Anyway, a quick look at Harry's memories showed today was August 31, the day before I would arrive at Hogwarts. A deeper look showed that the story was already changing as the events with the Letters and Hagrid coming to take him never happened, but rather he experienced his first meeting with his mother since she had abandoned him.

His meeting with Lily Potter was, to put it simply, a disaster. While it started out great and joyful, the hope that had been born from realizing the Dursleys lied and that he had family as well as any goodwill Lily gained by introducing him to the Wizarding World was destroyed when it was revealed to him that she had discarded him for a sister he didn't even know he had. The rage and anguish made him reject her offer to go live with them and demand she leave. She did but not before giving him his Hogwarts Letter and told him a professor would be by to take him shopping. Less than a week later he was met by McGonagall who took him shopping using a key to a trust vault given to her by his mother. Since then, he has just been going through the motions and stewing in the feeling of being betrayed.

I'm taken out of my trip down memory lane as I realize that i had completed all the tasks for the day while lost in thought. Quickly making my way to the room Harry received when he turned thirteen and was considered too large for the cupboard anymore, I took a moment to look at my new form.

A quick check shows no scar and due to the tune-up, I no longer require glasses. Getting comfortable I start preparing for the following day.

I was halfway through The Standard Book of Spells when the door to the compartment I claimed was pulled open and I heard someone walk in and take the seat opposite me. A quick glance up showed red hair done up in a ponytail, narrowed brown eyes, and the obvious scar on her forehead clued me in quickly on who this was. I went back to my book.

I could feel her staring at me for a while before she finally spoke up, voice full of barely concealed anger.

"You're Harry."

A small nod was my only reply.

"Why didn't you accept?"

I felt confused for a second before realizing what she was getting at. Sighing, I marked my page in my book and properly looked her in the eye.

Taking a second to gather my thoughts and focus and [Communication Talent] I spoke to my sister for the first time in our lives.