Hermione Granger, leader of the resistance, muggleborn, smartest witch of her generation was about to put a plan into motion,

Hermione Granger, leader of the resistance, muggleborn, smartest witch of her generation was about to put a plan into motion, a one she had concocted entirely by herself, and, hopefully, one that would save the wizarding world.

It had been ten years since she had left Hogwarts in her sixth year, the year that Dumbledore had been killed, she hadn't had a choice about coming back to Hogwarts, as, Voldemorts reign had gone public, and muggleborns weren't considered good enough for Hogwarts. That was when the bloodbath really began.

She had gone and hid out in a muggleborn refuge with some of her other classmates that Professor McGonagall had thankfully managed to arrange, the last day of her sixth year was the last time that she saw Professor McGonagall, she was told that on what would have been her graduation, a death eater working at the school called Alecto Carrow had stunned her three times in the chest, and after fifth year when a similar thing happened, she couldn't survive.

It wouldn't have gotten this far if they had Harry, but in a shock movement that no one had expected, after discovering the Horcrux in himself, his bitterness after the deaths of Sirius, Dumbledore and Cedric, and discovering the manipulations, had pushed him to join Voldemort. Harry and Voldemort had united, becoming invincible, Harry had destroyed just one Horcrux.

Fast forward twelve years, and, nearly all the light supporters were dead, but she had still managed to keep the resistance going, and if her small army consisting of Neville, Luna, Tonks, Professor Flitwick and Fred and George Weasley weren't there, she didn't know what she would do. Death eaters existed in their thousands, and you wouldn't be able to go out without meeting one.

After extensive planning she had created a plan that would stop Harry from taking the wrong path, effectively saving the wizarding world. Knowing of his magical heritage earlier would surely make him much better prepared, and able to make better informed decisions, ones which wouldn't land him as the Dark Lord's right hand man. To do this, she was going to go back in time herself, a process which hadn't been all too easy to sort out, and even once she had perfected her method to the best she could possibly get it, there was still a chance that it could all go horribly wrong, even as wrong as the whole universe ceasing to exist. It was a chance she would have to take though, because at the minute the world that currently existed wasn't really an option. Going back to when she was about eleven in the summer holidays before her first year at Hogwarts, with all her memories intact, she would have to 'accidentally' discover her magic

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The door of the abandoned manor that Hermione had been hiding in burst open, and standing there with expressionless eyes was Harry himself, along with a few death eaters to back him up.

"How sweet," she thought to herself sarcastically. "He wanted to kill his best friend with back up."

The other death eaters stood back as Harry advanced with a haunted look in his eyes, maybe he was having second thoughts about killing his once best friend and wasn't totally evil. No matter though, she couldn't take any chances.

"Sorry Harry, you weren't supposed to turn out this way," she whispered under her breath, before pointing her wand straight at him and muttering the complicated incantation she had spent months over, thinking clearly of what she wanted to do.

The room was filled with a bright light, a bright light which was emitting from Hermione's wand, the last thing Hermione saw was the look of shock on Harry's face…

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