I Laugh At

Summary: Harry Potter is hated now, but that doesn't stop Voldemort for continuing to try ruining his life. After being transported to another dimension, Harry realizes that things can get a bit tricky…as well as easy.

Disclaimer: Come one guys, I'm not that creative.

Parings: I have an idea…but I don't want to lose readers, lol. I'm so lame.

You don't need to say it...your actions speak for you.

-Anonyms

The Irony of the Situation

Harry Potter sat down at the Gryffindor table and scowled. The entire school was at it again, blaming him for someone else's mistake, and this time Hermione and Ron were against him as well.

He looked up at the teachers and was hurt to find them glaring at him, too. He sighed; this year would be hard if they didn't quit. It was not his fault that Voldemort had come back and that Sirius had died, but they didn't care. They never did.

The order and everyone who knew of Sirius's death blamed him and the rest of the school blamed him for Voldemorts return. Couldn't he just get a break…just this once?

Harry scowled at the teachers and looked on as Professor McGonagall started the sorting. When it was finished Dumbledore stood up to say a few words to the new students as well as the old and also new things that were happening at Hogwarts.

"Welcome, welcome to Hogwarts, whether you are coming back, or are coming for the first time. Now, I have a few start of the term notices I wish to announce. First years please not-" an angry squawk from above cut him off, and every person in the hall looked up at the black raven that was soaring underneath the candle lit enchanted sky. After another angry squawk it swooped down straight towards Harry. Harry stared as it landed and held out its leg so he could take the letter off. With as much caution as Harry Potter could ever possibly have, Harry took the offered letter, barley glancing up at Dumbledore's unreadable face.

Take mihi absentis ut alius via in divum

-V

Harry had whispered the sentence aloud to himself, out of habit, and was confused for a second. Then he began to mentally hit himself at the sheer stupidity of what he'd just done. Who in their right mind would even have touched the damn thing? Only him.

Harry looked at Dumbledore, clearly saying that he needed to talk to him. Dumbledore nodded and went back to the start of the term notices. Harry wasn't sure what had just happened…but he knew that, without a doubt, he would need to confirm it with the headmaster.

Dumbledore continued seemingly without skipping a beat, "first years please note tha-"

"WHAT THE HELL!?" All eyes' turned to Harry Potter as he shimmered to a light green color and his eyes began to darken in shade.

He looked at Dumbledore fear printed in his eyes and rose from his chair, ready to run if needed. Without thinking about the consequences, he skidded back away from the table quickly and began to run for the doors of the great hall. He didn't get very far before he fell onto the floor, doubling over in pain. Students nearby jerk away from him as if he was going to give them some of what he had.

The glowing stopped and just as quickly Harry's whole world turned to darkness. Dumbledore moved with speed that was unreal and quickly made his way towards his student as did many others in the hall. A small circle surrounded Harry but no one moved closer to see if he was really alright.

Five heartbeats later Harry Potters body lifted off the ground with a blast of wind that knocked students and teacher alike, nearby, down. Dumbledore, the only one left standing, looked at Harry who floated an inch off the ground and almost sweat dropped at how unreal he looked. Whole body alight with a green flame, arms open wide in a way that made him look as if he were about to hug someone, and school clothing billowing in the still air as thought there was a monstrous storm blowing. A brief flash of thought at the weird static in the air crossed Dumbledore's mind and the words 'wild magic' popped into his head just as Harry Potter opened his brilliant iridescent eyes.

Harry blinked slowly and looked directly at Dumbledore through pure white eyes and Dumbledore understood that, for some reason, it had to be this way.

A brilliant white light flashed through Hogwarts and most of Hogsmeade and then, merely a minute after receiving a mysterious letter from a strange black raven, Harry Potter was gone.

Harry's POV

As Harry finished the letter and signaled for Dumbledore to continue, he felt a strange wave of energy roll over him. He looked at his hands and was surprised to find them glowing.

"WHAT THE HELL?" He looked up at Dumbledore, then got up and bolted to the doors, but he didn't even go five feet when pain unlike anything he'd ever even imagined took him over and he fell to the floor trying very hard not to scream. It stopped and he lay, panting on the floor, close to passing out. A numbing sensation over took his body, making him feel light, almost without any gravity to hold him down.

He felt himself lifting off the ground and opened his eyes to find himself standing up. How he was standing up he had absolutely no idea…he certainly hadn't put himself in that position.

A flash of light blinded him and the world seemed to spin away. He closed his eyes trying not to be sick, it wouldn't help after all. When he stopped spinning he opened his eyes and nearly screamed. He hadn't moved a single inch, what the heck was all that spinning about?

Feet finally on solid ground, he could still feel his eyes glowing with the intensity of the moment. His eyes swept around the great hall, which appeared to be in shock, and Harry quickly turned away from the students in favor of looking over to the staff table so he could find Dumbledore. Instead, he gasped in surprise, as his green eyes locked with his own. He had to double take. No…those weren't his eyes…that was not his face. That was the face of another, the one he had inherited his brilliant emerald eyes from. There sitting at the staff table was none other than Lily Potter and a few ways away from her, her husband James.

His body swayed and the room around him let out a collective gasped. The lights went off for him and he finally fell into the place where he knew no more.

Hogwarts POV

Hogwarts School was just having its start of the term feast when a boy, Harry Potter jumped out of his seat and fell to the ground, apparently, in extreme pain. He stopped squirming and the world around him seemed to shimmer, as if transparent. There was a great big flash of white light and suddenly Potter was in the air.

He squeezed his eyes and then opened them and, to the amazement of the entire school, brilliant white light shot out of them. He floated back down to the ground and looked around at the students then at the head table and his eyes meant Professors Potter and Evan. Then he fell to the ground in a dead faint.

The whole hall was silent…then all at once whispers broke out talking about the event that just occurred.

"Silence! If everyone will please not panic" Dumbledore's voice boomed over the students. "Now, perfects lead your house back to your domintorys, teachers help me take Mr. Potter to the hospital wing…again." Everyone jumped into action and fairly soon then great hall was empty of all the student body.

Professor Potter ran over to Dumbledore, questions flying around him.

"What happened to the boy? Is he hurt? How much money do we have to pay for his mistakes now?" He asked, ready to kill his stupid son for all the money he cost him.

"Relax James I'm sure it was just a harmless prank, no need to fuss." Dumbledore answered, not at all surprised at the rudeness of the professor. He was used to this kind of behavior form this particular Professor. Professor Potter had never been kind to his son…never, not since…

Professor Evans was right behind her ex husband except she was worried.

"Oh my, Professor, is he alright? My babies hurt…oh god!" She started to cry, far too emotional for he own good.

"Oh stop your crying, you foolish girl! Of course that retched boy of yours is ok! He's just too damn clumsy, probably gets it from you." Professor Potter said in anything but a kind way. Lily Evans glared at her used to be partner.

"Shut up, you bastard! At least Harry isn't like that spoiled brat of yours, Tamara. You always get that little girl whatever she wants and-" Lily face was red by now and Dumbledore new he better intervene before another duel started between them.

Let me explain: you see, right after Lily and James Potter had Harry Potter, James was caught cheating on Lily with Narcissi Malfoy. Narcissi had a daughter and they both ran off with each other naming the child Tamara Potter. James now hates Lily with a passion after she decided to get with his ex best friend Sirius black, and he hates Harry because he lives with Lily and Black. Tamara was sorted into the house Slytherin, while young Harry was sorted into Hufflepuff. Harry Potter is a loner and nobody ever talks to him because it is there belief that he is not so intelligent. Tamara Potter is very popular and is currently going out with the boy-who-lived, Neville Longbottom, the most popular guy in the school.

"Please, stop arguing and help me get young Mr. Potter to the hospital wing. We can ask him what happened when he wakes up." Dumbledore said stopping the argument. He used the floating charm, wigardium leviosa, to lift Harry up and went on his way. Lily and James were hot on his heels