He loved her in his own wicked way. After all she had given him 2 great things. Power. an Love. But he was done with her, but she didn't need to know that yet. He walked over to his fireplace, and threw some floo powder inside.
"Hermione Grangers!" He shouted. When he stepped out there she was. His mistress. The only living thing to prove his betrayel to Ginny and to Ron. But that all ended tonight he couldn't do it to Ginny anymore. So Hermione and him shared one last night together, before he did what he knew he had to do. He was getting ready to leave and she was asleep on the bed. He took his wand and pointed it right at her.
"ADEVRA KEDEVRA!" He shouted. Her body didn't move. He left throught the fireplace.
"Honey, how was work?" a sweer angelic voice asked him, encircling his waist with her arms.
"It was fine, but there is something I have to do," Harry said his head hanging in shame. He took out his wand and pointed it at Ginny. Her face showed only one emotion as she stood their. Love. She trusted him and he was about to kill her. He knew he had to but it still hurt none the less. He lifted his wand and shouted the same spell he had used before.
"ADEVRA KEDEVRA!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. She fell to the ground.
1 year later.
Harry had just finally gotten his hands on a time turner. He turned it 15 times and found himself walking out of the fireplace at Hermiones that fateful night that changed his life. Only this time he didn't repeat History. He started it, by pointing the wand at his other self, saving two lives.