I know I shouldn't start a new story now, but I really want to, so I'm going to, and you can't stop me!!! Sorry, I know that was a little immature. Basically, all of Harry's friends except Neville are dead, so the two disguise themselves and travel to another dimension where (hopefully) they can start over their lives. AU of course!!!

Chapter One of my AU Story by Morsmordre

Hogwarts was usually a cheerful place. Usually, the sound of laughter (and yes, shouting, but that's not the point) could be heard if you stood in the Great Hall, or by the lake, or someplace else in Hogwarts where people gather.

But today, Hogwarts wasn't even close to cheerful. Hogwarts was gone—destroyed by Lord Voldemort and his minions, the Death Eaters. In its place was a battlefield—a battlefield that was covered with dead bodies.

But among all the… uh, dead bodies… someone moved. This someone was an eighteen-year-old boy (or rather, man) with messy black hair and bright green eyes. Today his eyes were not bright, but rather dull. His eyes had lost their shine, probably because he knew, as he sat up, that his task was done, and Voldemort was dead, but so were all his friends and the people he loved. Even people he liked, or didn't know that well, like Kingsley Shacklebolt and Charlie Weasley—they were all dead.

Harry felt like crying, and he would have, if the tears in his eyes worked. But they didn't, so Harry just sat there, wondering what he should then do.

Suddenly, Harry heard a voice. "H-Harry?" the voice croaked.

Harry leapt up and turned to see who it was. His heart sank. It was Neville.

Immediately after this thought, Harry felt extremely guilty. It wasn't that he didn't like Neville; it was just that he hoped it would have been Ron, Hermione, Ginny, or even Remus who had survived. This just made Harry feel even guiltier, but he pushed all thoughts and guilt aside and went over to see if Neville was OK.

"Harry? Are you OK?" Neville rolled over and sat up. "Where's everyone?" He froze when he saw the dead bodies strewn over the battlefield.

"Everyone's dead," Harry muttered. His voice came out all raspy, as if he hadn't used it in a long time. "Everyone…"

Harry had never seen Neville cry, but tears filled his (Neville's, I mean) eyes and threatened to spill over.

"Where's Luna?" Neville mumbled, getting up shakily.

Luna Lovegood had begun dating Neville at the beginning of seventh year. Harry had watched Luna fall to a Killing Curse cast by Bellatrix Lestrange, intended for Neville. Neville hadn't seen Luna die, because Bellatrix had cast the spell at his back. When Neville finished off the Death Eater he had been dueling (Snape, of all people—it sounded almost ridiculous that Neville had killed Snape), he (Neville, I mean) managed to kill Bellatrix. (I know that sounds cold-hearted, but she really deserved it.)

Harry wished he didn't have to be the one to break the news to his friend. "She was killed," he said sadly.

Neville's eyes widened. "By who?" he stammered.

"Bellatrix Lestrange."

Neville clenched his fists and then replied, "If she weren't dead already, I would've said 'I'll kill her.'"

Harry was about to smile when there was a flash of golden light. Fawkes had appeared.

Fawkes was no longer cheerful after Dumbledore had died. Well, Fawkes was sometimes happy, but now, seeing that the only two people alive in Hogwarts were Harry and Neville, the phoenix didn't look so happy. Fawkes had a bulky envelope tied to his leg.

Harry pulled the envelope off gently and pulled out the letter. After reading it, he showed it to Neville, whose eyes widened when he saw what was scrawled on the thin sheet of paper.

To Harry Potter:

If you are reading this, then I am dead, and you have won the final battle against Voldemort. If all your friends or everyone you love is dead, then you have a chance to start over.

If there are other people left, other friends who have not died then do not use this spell. But if you are the only one left after defeating Voldemort, use the following spell to transport yourself to another dimension.

The dimension you go to may be completely different from ours, but you will get a chance to see everyone you love (that has died) alive again. There is no way to return, unless the Dumbledore of that other dimension is alive and can find a way back, so remember—if you utter the spell, you will not have a chance to come back to our dimension.

Use a glamour charm and change your names once you get there. Hogwarts is the safest place to be.

-Albus Dumbledore

The incantation is "Proferre Lueciende Tempus Fatieus." (A/N: I made the whole thing up. I think some of it is Latin, and then some of it is Latin-sounding gobbledygook.)

Neville blinked a few times in shock. "Are you leaving?" he asked.

Harry cast dark eyes around the battlefield, and then the Forbidden Forest, which was beginning to burn. Smoke was drifting up from the trees.

And then the battlefield, the battlefield with all its dead bodies and pools of blood…

Harry felt sick.

"Yes, I'm leaving."

Neville scrambled up to his feet, his eyes panicky. "Then I'm going too! I can't stay here, Harry, I'd go mad!"

Harry knew this was true.

"You can come with me," he offered.

Neville nodded mutely. "Hopefully everyone's still alive there…" he muttered.

"Thanks, Fawkes," Harry said to the phoenix, stroking Fawkes's feathers. Fawkes gave a little trill before disappearing in a flash of golden flames.

"I need to get some things," Neville muttered. He began searching the ground. "Where's my wand?"

Fawkes appeared again, two wands in his beak. Fawkes was carrying Harry's Invisibility Cloak, the Marauders Map, Harry's Firebolt, and Hedwig's cage, with Hedwig inside, Harry's familiar, a long, thin blue-and-green-scaled female snake named Shaneera, Trevor, Neville's toad, and a crystal necklace.

Harry raised an eyebrow at the necklace as he collected his and Neville's things from Fawkes, who disappeared again. "Is this yours?"

Neville flushed scarlet. "It was my mother's," he explained quietly. "I was going to give it to Luna."

Harry nodded in understanding, while trying not to think about Ginny. Ginny had been murdered by Rodolphus Lestrange. Harry had been so furious when he saw Ginny fall that he flew into a murdering rage, shooting curses at her murderer until he (Ginny's murderer, I mean) and any other Death Eaters in the vicinity were dead, on the ground, and bleeding.

Harry immediately saw his wand and gave the other one to Neville. Then Harry cast a cleaning spell on himself, and all the blood and other stuff on him disappeared.

"Where did you get an Invisibility Cloak?" Neville gasped, upon seeing the Cloak.

Harry felt a stab of guilt when he realized that he hadn't told Neville all his secrets. "It was my father's," he replied quietly, shrinking all of his things (with the exception of Hedwig and Shaneera) and putting them into the pockets of his robes.

Neville stuck the necklace into his pocket and held on tightly to Trevor. "Should we cast the spell now?"

Harry nodded. Then, pointing their wands at themselves, in unison, they chanted, "Proferre Lueciende Tempus Fatieus!"

The two teenage boys disappeared in a flash of blinding white light.

Somewhere where Hogwarts had once been, a phoenix began to sing a sad, mournful, song.

Somewhere in Britain, the Ministry of Magic received a report that Harry Potter had finally killed Lord Voldemort.

Somewhere in the afterlife, or up in heaven, Dumbledore smiled to himself.

And somewhere in another world, two boys appeared in a flash of blinding white light.

A/N: How was it??? Please read and review!!!