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Thanks to Pernos Forever, my Beta !
I present to you the translation of my story written originally in French. If there are still faults, I am the only one responsible!
Chapter 1: Portal to the Past
Disappointed, that was what she was! Hermione paced back and forth between two healing spells to the wounded of this last fight that had just taken place at Hogwarts. Many had perished before or during the battle: Remus, Tonks, Fred, Molly, Snape, Sirius, Luna, Ron ... Why had she survived? Why was she going to have to live with this heavy heart and those memories of happy moments that would never be like before? It was true she had Harry left, but he too had changed by fighting, by losses...
She then sat in a corner and let a few tears sink, and say that there were still a few days she was in Ron's arm, the one she loved and it was so magical when she realized it was reciprocal! But in the end, they stayed only a few hours together, in full battle Ron received a spell of death that was destined for her. She felt so guilty, she merely drew back again and again, so much so that she did not hear footsteps coming in her direction.
"Go to Hermione, get up! I know it's hard, but we all have to face each other like a real family!"
She gently raised her face and crossed a redhead she knew well: George Weasley! She felt stupid, crying in her corner when he had lost his brothers and mother on that day. He too had wept, he did not show it but his red eyes betrayed him more than he thought! The Weasley family was so united that the loss of three people suddenly affected them sincerely, they were certainly not sorcerers whose purses were filled but their heart was filled with kindness and altruism.
Hermione had never felt as well as in the presence of the whole family but it was still a thing of the past. The walls, the houses could be rebuilt, never the lives taken could not be replaced! At this idea of new tears came to sparkle in the eyes of the girl who, through sadness and fatigue, fainted in the center of the Great Hall.
Her head hurt, her whole body in fact, what had happened to her? Oh yeah she remembered, she had cracked in every sense of the word. Harry who had watched the whole scene had then placed her in a corner so that she could calm down. Although she appreciates her friend's intent, Hermione knew that Harry had become cold and distant. To change her mind she took the road to the park, and she became aware of the extent of the damage she had suffered from her school: it would take time to rebuild everything!
Even the park was in a dirty state, not to mention the bridge totally destroyed by Neville and Seamus. A whiff of hatred invaded her then, she was more than fed up with seeing everything destroyed around her, she had to act, change things, or simply do something but what? She mumbled some ideas that came to her mind:
"I could take a Time-Turner and make sure to change things! Hum no, too risky with the paradoxes ... Why not send me a message to myself in the past, something that only I could understand! Not too complicated to choose the precise moment to send the message ... But then what?"
She continued to walk when unwittingly she walked in what she thought was a puddle and made a good back looking at her feet. What she saw was not her own reflection but an older version of Hogwarts, how much older she did not know at all. But after all, what was she to risk: her life? She was already damn anyway. Her present? Too many dead, everything could be so much better! Looking around her, she did not hesitate any longer and jumped in the "puddle", landing brutally on the freshly cut grass of Hogwarts.
Everything was as before: the castle, the bridge, it was in the past there was no doubt but at what time? She went to Hogsmeade to discreetly find out more, she took a newspaper, and what she saw was chilling her blood: October 1981 is the month of the death of Harry's parents! Why was the portal linked at that time in particular?
A memory suddenly returned to him in the face: soon an innocent man would be imprisoned in Azkaban for 13 murders he had not committed. She was thinking of Sirius Black, a man who had hardly lived and had suffered so much if she wanted to change the future. To save Harry's parents or at least one innocent, that's what she was going to start!
Author's Note: I know this chapter is quite short and looks like a prologue but promised others are longer! The rest will be published next Wednesday.