A.N: Again, not writing anything new soon, just wanted to try this.

Scene 1:

'What in the everlasting fuck?!' He mentally thought as he looked around Diagon Alley after exiting Gringotts, he found it hard to believe that one moment he was walking down the street during his perfectly boring life, and the next he found himself in the bloody Harry Potter universe. Not even during Harry Potter's time, this was pre-Harry Potter somehow, and he didn't know how he got here, yet somehow he was still here, not that he was complaining much. The Harry Potter universe was great, apart from all of the racism, war and death. 'Holy shit, I could die here. If I get killed by a Malfoy, I swear to god I will...'

"Excuse me, are you alright? I know the goblins can be intimidating." Asked Professor McGonagall as she walked out of the bank, dressed in her green robes.

'Oh right, people wear robes here.' He remembered. "Um...sorry, it's all just a bit amazing."

"Yes, I suppose it is, a new world all for you to explore."

"Indeed, um...what's next? The wand shop?" He asked excitedly, wanting to get his hands on a wand as soon as possible. The scene of Harry getting a wand in the first movie had always been one of his favourite movie scenes of all time and he was more than happy to go through the experience himself.

"Not yet, I'm afraid, first we should get your other school supplies."

"Aw, but can't I get my wand first?" He pleaded.

"It'll be better to get it at the end, now, come along." She told him before walking off. 'This had better be a goodass wand if I have to wait this long for it.'

Scene 2:

"I'm in the Hogwarts Bloody Express," He whispered to himself as he sat alone in a compartment. "It took me a grand total of a combined twenty-five years, being reborn and travelling to an alternate world but I finally got my letter and am going to Hogwarts." He added, quite pleased with himself. Seconds later he was brought out of his thoughts by a knock on the compartment door, it opened to reveal two other children around his age. One of which was a sour-looking boy with pale skin, yellow teeth, a big nose, a horrible look on his face and greasy black hair. Along with him with was a pretty girl with red hair and emerald-green eyes. 'Holy shit,' He mentally thought as he realised that he was meeting Lily Evans and Severus Snape.

"Excuse me," Lily said in a polite voice. "Do you mind if we join you?"

"Um...yeah, yeah, sure, of course." He said quickly, as he gestured them in, he helped Lily get her trunk onto the racks above them before he noticed Snape struggling with his. "I'll help you," He said, reaching for the trunk.

"I don't need your help!" Snape snapped at him, despite clearly struggling.

"Severus! Don't be rude to him!" Lily admonished Snape who turned even more red-faced as he forced his trunk up through sheer strength of stubborn will. "Sorry about him," Lily apologised. "Sev's just had a bad day."

"It's alright," He said, waving her off before they all sat down. "It's nice to meet you, excited to go to Hogwarts?" He asked.

"Yep!" Lily chirped. "I'm ecstatic! I can't wait! It was amazing learning that I was actually a witch!"

"I know what you mean, I was pretty shocked when I learnt that I was a wizard."

"Oh, you're a muggleborn too?" Lily asked, looking quite pleased.

"Yep, and proud," He smirked. "What about you?" He asked Snape, trying to make polite conversation. "Muggleborn?"

"Half-blood," Snape said simply, crossing his arms and sitting in his seat with the beginnings of a scowl on his face.

"Ah," Was his reply, not entirely sure what else to say.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we never introduced ourselves, did we?" Lily blurted out. "I'm Lily Evans, and this is Severus Snape. And you are?"

"Oh, I'm..." His answer was suddenly cut off by the arrival of two more people, the first with shoulder-length black hair and the other with messy black hair and a pair of very familiar-looking round glasses.

"'Ello," The boy with the glasses asked, a big smile on his face. "Room for two more?"

"Uh...sure," He said, the two boys quickly piled into the compartment.

"I'm James, James Potter." The glasses boy said.

"Sirius Black," Said the other boy.

"I'm Lily Evans, and this is Severus Snape." Lily repeated before giving a questioning look to the final member of the compartment who had thankfully recovered from his shock during Lily's introduction.

"My name is Bruce, Bruce Wayne." He said with a completely straight face whilst internally wondering if he should have gone with Peter Parker instead or maybe even his third choice of Nathan Drake (from the Uncharted series).

Scene 3:

"Wait, what?" Fifth-year Sirius Black blurted out as he and Bruce walked towards the Gryffindor common room. "What do you mean you're going with my cousin to Hogsmeade?"

"Exactly that," Bruce shrugged. "She came up to me and demanded that I take her or else there would be consequences."

"What consequences?" Sirius asked in a curious manner.

"I don't know, I don't fucking want to find out, do I?" Bruce responded.

"Fair enough," Sirius nodded as the two entered the common room and walked into a familiar situation, James and Lily arguing while the whole common room watched.

"It is pronounced LEVI-O-SA! NOT LEVIO-SA!" Lily yelled at him.

"That's not the flarking point, is it?!" James yelled back at her.

"What the fuck does flarking mean?!"

"I don't fucking know! Sirius taught me it!"

"Who taught him it?!"

"I don't know! The point is, I'm right and you're wrong!"

"You couldn't be more wrong if you if you tried."

"You're dodging the question! Now, go out with me!"

"That's not a question, idiot! And if it was, my answer is no!"

"Why not?!"

"Because I'm not interested in you!" Lily snapped before rushing over to Bruce, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him into a quick but passionate kiss. She let go of him before storming out of the common room.

"What the f..." He trailed off, only one thought going through his head. 'Poor Harry, kid's been through enough without never being born.'