Reincarnated Into The World Of Harry Potter - dropped - rewritten

Pain. My world was one of pain. Red liquid painted my back as I lied on the asphalt. I tasted it in my mouth. Blood. My blood. Darkness was overtaking me. Damn it all. My breathing has stopped. I can't feel the ground anymore and I've lost vision in both eyes. I can barely even hear the sirens, it was as if they were a world away. My senses were fading, I was fading. Slowly, ever so slowly, my heart stopped and my soul was ceased to inhabit my body. 'So, this is death, huh?'

If you haven't figured it out yet, my name was Jason Mills, and I died.

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At least, I think I did. The exact memories of my death are a little shaky, but from what I can grasp, there was a truck involved. Some sort of white, unmarked delivery truck without a driver. Weird. Anyway, after that, there's just… the Void. Nothing but the Void. I hesitate to even call it a name, only doing so out of simplicity. The Void *shudder* was what I would call a lack of Anything.

No matter where you are on the mortal plane, there's something. Whether it be physical or not, it doesn't matter. Even in the vacuum of space, there's concepts. The concept of space, of time, of simple existence. In the Void there was none of that. It was worse than mere sensory deprivation. It took concepts themselves and had them undone. It didn't take away your sense of time, as much as it took away time itself. It didn't take your touch, but took away the concept of feeling. I honestly couldn't say how long I was in that horrible place, as there was no time to be kept.

Whether it be an eternity or a second, eventually I was saved. A light at the end of the tunnel you might say. The Light, as I have started calling it, was shining in the distance, not too far away from my current position. How it was possible for distance to exist without Space itself existing, I don't know. What I do know is that I had to leave. I had to escape this place. Even somewhere like Hell, with it's eternal torture would be better than this place. At least I would exist. I pushed my will, my entire being to the light, harder than I had ever pushed before. It got bigger and bigger, and I pushed and pushed. I ignored everything else, the only thing there was in my mind was light. Light, Light, Light. I pushed and shoved, and in one last, monumental effort, I made it to the light with a small *pop*.

I fell through (I can fall now!) the portal into a heap on the floor. Pushing myself up onto my hands and knees, I marveled in just the feeling of having legs and arms to stand on. I was so engrossed with just being alive that I nearly didn't notice the being across from me. With a presence like that, however, it was impossible to ignore it for long. I shakily drew a breath and pulled my head up. What I saw shocked me more than I'd like to admit.

In front of me was an entirely white figure. Not just white, but more than that. If the Void could be called black, this could be called white. It was the exact opposite, yet somehow beautifully similar. I simply sat there for what felt like hours, just marveling at the majesty before me. It didn't let me stare for long though, shifting into uncountable forms, each shift quicker than the last. Eventually, it seemed to settle on one, coming out of the whirlwind of faces as an old man with a white beard and robe.

A gentle smile gracing his face, he explained to me what was happening.

"I'm sorry, but as you can probably surmise, you have perished." Seeing me not react much to his proclamation, he continued. "It seems you were hit by an object moving faster than 100km/h (62mph), which is grounds for reincarnation. That seems to be happening a lot lately, hmm… I should check into that…" It, or rather he led off into incoherent mumbling. Seeing him just mumbling to himself with no end in sight was confusing to no ends, but gave me the courage to speak up.

"Um, god sir, or whoever you are, I think that might be because of car crashes. They dying at fast speeds a lot that is. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to offend or anything, and you probably already know all of this.. But, yeah..." I finished meekly. Hey, don't look at me like that. You try dying, going to the void, then standing face to face with what is possibly The Creator himself. You'd probably be scared shitless too.

"Hmm? Car? Like those weird metal boxes fueled by explosions? Yes, you have always been a weird bunch, but I doubt you could have gotten it to run so fast so quick. Just a couple Earth years ago you made the bloody things. They should only go about 65km/h (40mph)."

"Umm, that was about two centuries ago actually… We've gotten a lot faster lately..." I said softly, trying to sound the least condescending I could.

"Two centuries?! Was I really gone that long? And I just wanted a vacation. I guess I'll have to check up on Earth more often now."

It's official. This is the weirdest and worst day of my life. First I die, an automatic negative on my daily score, then I'm tossed into the freaking Void of all things. Now I'm apparently meeting God himself and correcting him. It's no wonder everything went to shit recently, he wasn't even there!

"Alright," God continued, "You probably can guess most of what will happen now, cause apparently everybody does now-a-days… Things used to be different, you know. The only things capable of hitting you at the 100km/h were runaway boulders and meteors. At least back then it used to be hard to get reincarnated…" God mumbled again as he apparently forgot to explain what would be happening.

"Um sorry, but I don't really know what's going on here. Are you telling me reincarnation is based off of the way you die instead of what you did?" I asked dumbly, not really believing what I was hearing.

"Not just reincarnation my boy," He began, completely ignoring how I pointed out how dumb of a system he had. "You get some wishes too! Think of the Genie from Aladdin."

"Didn't you say you weren't even here for that..? Some sort of vacation..? How do you even know what Aladdin is?" I'm seriously confused now.

"Uhh.. well.. I'm god, so I know everything, so, uh, yeah. Anyways! Wishes, hooray! Get to wishing."

Well that doesn't sound suspicious at all. Not.

"You're not going to steal my soul or anything right? Actually, you know what? Never mind. I don't even care. I'll play along." I honestly have no idea what's going on anymore. This "god" is super suspicious, but I can't even bring myself to care. No matter how it seems, the series of events that led to this moment, especially The Void, took its toll on me. There's nothing else to do than play along at this point.

"I might as well take you up on that. Anything to get away from That thing." I said, gesturing behind me to where the entrance to the Void used to be.

"Yes, yes. Well, let me explain the rules. Rule number one, no wishing godhood. You can't just say you want infinite wishes either. People try every time, and it's gotten pretty old. You get three wishes, the standard from what I've seen, and you also get to pick whatever world you want to reincarnate. When I say whatever world, I mean it. This includes fictional worlds. You might want to pick quickly though, clock's ticking. A mortal soul can only exist here for so long, even with my protections. After a certain amount of time, the Void, as you call it, will come reclaim what I stole from it. You." As he said that, a large countdown appeared out of thin air, showing I had less than five minutes to pick before being plucked back into that place. If that's not proper motivation I don't know what is.

It didn't matter though, because from the moment he said three wishes, I was already thinking. If this is going to happen to me, I might as well make it worth my time. After about a minutes worth of thinking, I spoke up.

"Alright, Mr. God, I think I'll go with the world of Harry Potter. It's the only world I know well enough without having totally bullshit level fighters everywhere. Plus, magic is cool."

"Alright, Harry Potter world it is. I have to warn you, it'll be a bit more realistic than the story you know. Even though you've read it, it's a real world with real people. There'll be no plot holes or background characters. Everyone's real, and you should treat it as such." He said with surprising seriousness. It was absolutely crazy to me how he could switch from a benevolent looking being to a crazy old man, then back to a godly figure. At least I was getting used to it.

"Now," he continued, "It's time for your wishes."

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"Now," he continued, "It's time for your wishes. As stated before, there's no wishing for godhood, infinite wishes, or pretty much anything like that. If you come up with what you think is a loophole or an exception, try it. The worst that can happen is you get declined."

This choice took a little more thinking. If I was truly about to be reincarnated into the world of Harry Potter, I have to be smart. I have read way too many fanfictions where the main character who was in this position gets the metaphorical shaft. I'll have to be meticulous.

After about three minutes of thinking, I came up with the perfect wishes. They may not make me overpowered the second I get there, but at least I'll know where and when I am.

"Alright, for my first wish, I want to be reincarnated into a child's body, five years old, born July 5th, 1980." Some might argue that wishes were far too precious to be used on such a wish. I would argue that they're all fucking morons. What happens if I'm reincarnated into the same universe as Harry Potter, but born in the medieval ages, or sometime in the 4000's or something. No way. I'd rather deal with voldemort than cholera or some AI overlord. The devil you know and all that.

"Granted. Your second?"

"I'd like to live in an orphanage in England. Close enough to Hogwarts that I get accepted." The reasoning behind this one should be pretty obvious.

"Granted. Your third, and final wish?"

"Unrivaled magical power. More magical potential and power than Dumbledore or Voldemort. Not so much that I can kill them both easily and instantly, as where's the fun in that, but enough that I can get to their level of power with adequate study. Of course, this includes me being magical." What, you didn't think I wasn't going to account for not being a wizard, did you? How awful would it be if I went through all of that, only to end up as a muggle? The most I could do then is learn how to invest in Apple or Amazon. Money is cool and all, but I'd much rather be a wizard.

The instant after I stated my third wish, though, something changed. The serious but playful god was gone. In his stead was a being of infinite power, apathetic and uncaring, with a slight spark of… something in his eyes.

"Hmm… I suppose you might be interesting after all. It seems I made the right choice. Let your wishes be heard by the Cosmos and the Creator, for this Vow is a one that Binds." His final words were spoken so softly I could barely hear it, but that didn't matter. I could feel it, deep in the recesses of my soul, a Vow, Binding my word to the Will of a God. The will of the Universe itself.

As my room turned black and my soul rocketed from the room, I could barely make out the last words the being said to me…

"Good luck"