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Day 4 of Rebuke's One shots I'm probably going to go up to 7 and then end with an update of Red LIAG. After that I'll finally post a poll to see which will be the next LIAG.

This one is actually for the fan's seeing as I don't remember SHIT about the books. So if this one gets picked I'm going to need a committed co-author (If Jorn hasn't read the books)

~ Harry's Apartment~

At the moment we find our favorite three magic users lounging about lazily in Harry's muggle apartment. All three of the childhood friends were now young adults of twenty-one, and were remembering on old times. A somber Ronald Weasley lied back on the couch that he was sharing with Harry with a tired smile as he looked at a photo of his late brother.

"You know I still miss him." The red-head said sadly as Harry put his hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah I do too, but we can't mourn him forever. It's not what he would have wanted." Harry gave him a knowing smile. "That's what I tell myself whenever I think of Sirius." Hermione shook her head with a small sigh.

"If only there was a way to go back and fix things…" Hermione began as the others nodded their heads.

"But sadly, there isn't, and all we can do is continue to move forward with our lives." Harry spoke sadly.

"I know, I know. I am just saying that if we knew-"

"Knowledge isn't everything Hermione." Harry interrupted quietly, but not rudely. "Some things are just fated to happen."

Now Hermione is considered by everyone, including herself, to be completely level headed and never has she been known to speak without thinking. However, over the years there has been an exception to that rule that continued to be more and more apparent as she grew older. Currently Hermione is known as the greatest witch of their time by many and even all time by a few. Hermione being who she is believes this to be because of one thing.

Knowledge.

Knowledge, to her, is her best weapon, her life, outlet to all her frustrations, and the very definition of her character. So Hermione would say that she is very protective of the idea that is known as knowledge. So that considered, it should be no surprise what she blurted out next.

"Fuck fate." She said so seriously that Harry and Ron had to check to see if they heard right. When it was apparent that, yes, they heard exactly what they thought they did, two things happened.

Ron paled

And Harry narrowed his eyes.

Like Hermione, Harry as also become a powerful wizard and over the years he attributed his success to fate. Harry believes that fate is what controls how his life flows because of the events that had happened during his life, from his parents deaths, to the fall of Voldemort. So just like Hermione, Harry has become just as protective of the term fate as she has become of knowledge.

"Repeat that again for me?" Harry asked with narrowed eyes, which were matched by Hermione's. Ron paled as he knew what to expect next, for this was not the first time that this argument had begun. In fact, this argument was feared by all that knew Harry and Hermione. Rumor says that one argument got so out of hand that the two friends pulled their wands out on each other.

Ron would gladly disagree. He would tell you that: "Fuck no, that is no rumor, I was there and I could have sworn I saw one or two unforgivables."

So yes Ron's fear is easily understood. Before the two could destroy Harry's apartment a voice interrupted them.

"You know I could help settle this argument and give you two a definite answer." Turning to the voice the golden trio saw a young dark-skinned man with white-eyes and short white spikey hair. He was wearing a black suit and seemed to have an amused smirk on his face. On his left leg was a gun-holster.

Ron, not wasting any time, jumped to his feet and charged the man, but quickly came face to face with an invisible wall. Stamping his foot down, the strange man yelled.

"YOU. SHALL. NOT. PASS." The man roared and what followed was an awkward silence. The only things that were heard were: Harry's groan, Hermione's face-palm, and Ron's mumbled "I don't get it."

"And what pray tell are you talking about mister…" Hermione began before she realized that she had no idea who this man was.

"Rebuke." The man answered making her nod her head. "I can let you three go back to your fourth year and change time for the better." The man said calmly. The trio were going to scoff at the idea, but something in the man's eyes told them that he was not bullshitting them. Nervously and sadly Harry spoke up.

"Even if we did. Voldemort is dead and under no circumstances should we risk him winning this time." Harry spoke quietly as Ron and Hermione looked down before snapping their heads back up when they heard the man laugh.

"That's the beauty of it! If either you or Hermione die, or if Voldemort looks like he will win then I can send you three back to this exact time as if nothing ever happened." The three looked at him with wide eyes.

"First of all why is it if me or Hermione die if all three of us go back and secondly what do you get out of it?" Harry asked with narrowed eyes.

"Good questions so I will answer them." The man said as he pulled out his gun. "For your first question you and Hermione there will be the players." At their expressions he continued. "What I am going to do is send you three into a game, a video game of sorts, and when either of you win the game will replace this reality."

"Amazing…" Hermione breathed before giving the man a distrusting glare. "But what of the second question? What do you want?"

"Also a good question." The man stated as he scratched his head. "There is a war coming and I'll need one of you to fight for me. So why not the winner?" The man asked back.

"Why should we fight for you?" Hermione inquired skeptically.

"If you don't the thing I need you to fight will destroy everything anyway." Rebuke said simply making the three pale. The three moved to each other and spoke quietly before Ron spoke to the man.

'"Okay, they're in, but what are the rules?"

"Simple Harry here will represent Fate and Hermione will represent Knowledge which ever wins the game, by this I mean kill Voldemort first or has the highest score at the time, will prove which is more powerful; Fate or Knowledge."

"Should be simple enough. After all I was fated to stop him and I did that." Harry said nonchalantly as Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yes that's true, but you forget that now I know how to defeat him a swell." Hermione retorted making Harry widen his eyes. "I believe beating me will be harder than you think." She finished giving him an evil smirk.

"GREAT! Now that that is settled. Bon voyage!" And with that the strange man shot the three in the head. Once again once the golden trio regained consciousness they would embark on another perilous adventure.

-Hogwarts: Outside Near forest-

"Ahh!" The golden trio shouted as they tumbled on to the forest floor.

*Thump*

"Bloody hell!" Ron shouted as he rubbed his sore behind while hair put on his glasses and Hermione brushed grass from her hair. After a while they took a good look at each other and realized that they were, in fact, in their early teens. "Oh no…" Ron muttered making his friends look at him in confusion.

"What Ron? You didn't honestly think we were going to be our same age coming back did you?" Harry asked as he looked at his friend skeptically. Ron gave him a mock glare before shaking his head.

"No! Not that! It's just…well we have to go through puberty…again." Hermione and Harry paled before the young woman began sniffling.

"What's wrong mate?" Harry asked concerned while Hermione wiped her eyes.

"M-my curves t-their gone!" Hermione managed to get out while the two males nodded their heads solemnly while looking at her petite form.

"N-no." Ron gasped out painfully.

"That's a damn shame." Harry said while a single tear escaped his eye. Both boys then had a flash back of when they went to the beach for Hermione's 20th birthday.

"T-that bikini…" The boys thought simultaneously before turning away from the girl and cursing their hormones. Hermione, noticing their reactions, stomped her foot angrily and glared at the back of their heads.

"Keep it in your pants you prats!"

"Hey it's not our fault that you decided to grow up looking like a bloody model!" Harry shouted while Ron nodded his head in agreement.

"Whatever just step to the side, I need to test a theory." Hermione said seriously. The two stepped aside and the girl walked between them and stared at the closest tree. Taking a deep breath Hermione calmed her mind and closed her eyes.

"What's she doin' mate?" Ron asked as he looked at the girl curiously.

"Dunno." Harry shrugged. Suddenly snapping her eyes open with a glare, the girl took a step forward before pointing her index and middle fingers at the tree.

"Sectumsempra!" Hermione bit out before a bright flash and several slashes appeared on the tree. Harry and Ron gaped at the girl.

"What the hell!"

"How do you know that?"

"What the spell or the wand less magic? You see both theories were hard to recreate but-" Hermione's lecture was cut off when both boys raised their hands for silence.

"We get it. You like to read and have too much time on your hands." Harry deadpanned making the girl pout.

"Anyway the point of that was to prove that our magic didn't de-age with our bodies. This means that we can still bypass the trackers on our wands. Congratulations Harry you can ditch the Dursleys and think nothing of it." Hermione grinned at her friend. Harry nodded in gratitude before a voice rang throughout the clearing.

Silver Trophy Unlocked: Magical fingers (Must perform wand less magic)

+Scholar title achieved

+ 100 points to Hermione Granger

"I almost forgot why we're here. Good luck keeping up Harry." Hermione smirked as the black haired teen glared at her. Suddenly he gave her a small smirk before pointing at a tree.

"Sectumsempra!" Ron and Hermione stared shocked as the tree ended up the same way as Hermione's. Harry blew on his fingers with a cocky smirk.

"How?" Hermione managed to get out still shocked.

"Talent. It's all in the wrist. Or did you forget that I'm Harry fucking Potter?" Harry questioned as he raised an eyebrow.

Silver Trophy Unlocked: Abracadabra! (Learn a new spell on first try.)

+ Chosen One title Achieved

+ 100 points to Harry Potter

The two wizards glared at each other and Ron swore he saw sparks of lightning. Placing a hand over his face he released a groan.

"Bloody hell…this is going to be one long childhood."

Pause

What's in store for are favorite trio?

TEASER 1

A trembling Rita Skeeter paled as she was backed into a corner by a furious brunette. Raising her right fist Hermione growled.

"I am sick. And TIRED. Of your disingenuous assertions!" She roared before releasing the vicious punch.

TEASER 2

So caught up in his thoughts on how much he hated Snape, Harry almost screamed when he was hit by a ball of paper. Looking at the ball that landed next to his cauldron, Harry picked it up and read it.

Turn around

~HG

Paling Harry turned to see a smiling Hermione holding a pack of sunflower seeds. She put one in her hand and looked at him innocently. Harry wasn't fooled however because he knew

Oh Merlin he knew

Ever since this game began he and Hermione used every chance they got to sabotage each other, the only exceptions were at the dining hall and when Ron ordered a momentary truce. Harry shook his head frantically as she took aim with the seed. She ignored him and tossed the small seed into his cauldron.

*plop*

"Oh fu-"

*BOOOOOOOOM*

And there you have it If you are interested in any other Life is a game stories that are from the series you can find them on my page and a mass effect one on 117jorn's page.

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~RebukeX7