A/N- Hey guys, Annie here. To any one still following this story I have decided to rewrite it and I have rewritten all the chapters already up. I hope you like this version better than the original.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; all rights go to the queen J.

The Start of a New Beginning.

Two figures walked through the Department of Mysteries. They walked in silence. They had attended all the funerals. They had visited all the graves. They had one place left to visit. Because while Sirius had a grave. Right next to Prongs and Moony, it was empty. His closest friends were gone. And so Harry and Ginny had decided to say their farewell where he died.

However that goodbye did not go as planned. Because as they stepped towards the Veil of Death, they did not stop walking, they carried on. Not by choice. Straight through, the shimmering waterfall of mist.

They felt themselves float. They felt a third presence. All three felt themselves fall. All three awoke in different places and in the younger bodies of themselves.

One awoke in a cell Azkaban two years younger then when he died. Another awoke in a room he had hoped never to see again 5 years younger than what he last remembered. And the last but not ever least awoke in her twelve year old body in a Egyptian hotel.

All three were confused.