After the war ended, Harry Potter was ready to live a completely normal - well, as normal as things could be when you're a wizard war-hero - life. He surely deserved it. But, of course, trouble never fails to find him. Just when Harry thought he'd gotten his wish, mysterious forces whisk him off to a parallel world. A parallel world completely overrun by war, where people he knew to be dead are up-and-kicking, and worst of all, he is believed to be Voldemort's most fearsome and loyal Death Eater ... that everyone thought was dead as a doornail until he arrived. Now, Harry must find his way through another war, a deadlier one, all while confronting the hurt faces of his lost loved ones. Just the kind of vacation he needed, right? (Obviously, all rights go to J.K Rowling. Just writing a fanfic here. I'll explain more in the introduction, but this is also an AU - just a different kind that probably has a term I don't know.)