Disclaimer: I do not own anything created by J.K. Rowling, no matter how much I wish. I only own the plot of the story.
I've had this story in my head for many months now and the first time I tried I couldn't get the words out right. The prologue was a must because it explains how everything happened, and to understand this you must know that in the forest, Harry was killed by Voldemort. No, Ginny was not intentionally sent back in time and no this isn't about a broken time turner! Rated M because were dealing with Tom Riddle. ;) R&R!
Prologue
"Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him. We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone." My blood froze at the sound of his voice ringing through the castle. All fighting abruptly stopped; not there were much Death Eaters left, or fighters. My last curse was interrupted and lost it's aim, hitting a nearby wall. I couldn't move. He was just trying to fool us, distract us, Harry couldn't be dead. Only an hour before they had seen each other. She had looked him right into his beautiful green eyes and kissed him. Then why did it feel like goodbye on his part? I could only stand in the body filled hall in line of fire waiting for the cruel thing that was Voldemort to continue his lies.
"The battle is won. You have lost half of your fighters." My eyes searched the Great Hall, taking in the familiar faces of the fallen. Lupin and Tonks. They had a baby, Teddy, that was waiting for there return and for their love. He would never know them. And Fred. My eyes closed when they reached the blanket covered body that I knew was my big brother's. He had always been there. Even if he was throwing jokes at me or playing pranks he was a part of me. When Voldemort returned and everyone felt scared or in the dark he was the light that brightened every one's day; made people laugh and forget their worries. Now he's gone. I'll never get to hear his laugh again or play victim to his practical jokes. Hot tears welled in my eyes but I didn't allow them to spill over. Not yet. Now was the time to be strong; for Fred, Lupin, Tonks, Teddy, and Harry. Harry isn't dead. No; it wasn't true, it couldn't be.
"My Death Eaters outnumber you, and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman, or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live and be forgiven, and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."
For a split second everyone stood still, absorbing the words that still rung through Hogwarts. I started running. Through the Great Hall and the entrance hall to plant my feet in front of the school. Hermione and Ron were across from me. Good to know they were still alive.
Death Eaters formed a line in front of the entrance and in the middle stood the man, the thing, that ruined a myriad of lives and families. I was ready to attack him. My wand found it's way into my hand and the curse was on my lips when I heard the cry. "NO!" My head whipped to the side to see Professor McGonagall clutching her chest. A large shape beside Voldemort caught my attention. How could I have not seen it before? Hagrid was shaking with sobs. Harry's limp body hung in his arms, bruised and bloody from battle. Dead.
"Harry! HARRY!"
I was surprised to hear my own voice, loud and choked with sorrow. Hermione and Ron were yelling too. Gripping my wand tightly, the red curse left my wand and didn't require any incantation. Emotion powered it. Sadness, grief, anger and most of all, love. It was a pitifully weak spell when compared to Voldemort's power. He took his wand and easily subsided the curse and pushed it away like a cobweb. His laughing was cut short as his red, snake-like eyes glowed with anger. With one fluid and unnatural flick of the wand, the green curse crackled with utter power as it flew across the courtyard. I love you. I thought to Harry, Fred, Lupin, Tonks and everyone I'd ever loved as the curse collided with my chest.
The last thing I focused on before I was brought under were hate fueled red eyes.
Thanks for reading! Please feel free to review. Sorry that it was so short, it was just the prologue. Just to let you know Harry IS dead and Voldemort kills Ginny. The italicized words were excerpts I took from the book (what Voldemort and Ginny said) or Ginny's thoughts in case you were wondering why what they said was like that. I promise to have longer chapters. I just needed to get this out there so you wouldn't be totally confused.