Hello Fanfiction! I'm back!

Its been a fair few years since I have posted anything. In that time I have spent most of it reading. Recently my Muse returned after abandoning me for far too long. After careful planning and some questionable tactics-

Muse: *garbled noise.*

Don't mind her. *throws a blanket over there chair to hide the fact her Muse is bound and gagged* Now, this story will have bashing. I will not hide the fact that these characters annoy me to no end.

One thing I decided to try is combining interesting concepts I found in other stories. I will be recognizing the concepts and the author at the bottom of each chapter.

Disclaimer: This counts for each chapter only because I may forget to put it in. I do not own anything. While I can wish upon every shooting star in the sky it will not happen.

Position open: Beta. I am decent with spelling most of the time, but grammar and I don't see eye to eye half the time.

Now to get to the good stuff.

Summary:

Without intervention the world turns to total chaos, resulting in the end of existence. All because Harry is killed by Voldemort. He meets up with four beings who have decided to send him back. Armed with knowledge he returns to set things right.

Rating set to M for language, and later chapters.

Warnings: talk of abuse (physical mostly)

Pairings:

Harry/Multi

So far it's Harry/Hermione/Luna/Daphne/Susan

There may be more, I have not decided.

As I said before there will be bashing. My targets are as follows:

Dumbledore

Molly

Ron

Ginny

Now, enough to with the ramblings of a crazy person, lets get to the story.

Chapter 1: Meeting of the Minds

Death and Fate stood side by side for the first time, they watched as the world they had seen grow from infancy was torn apart. "This is not right." Death said turning away. "Only I decide when a person is meant to die."

"I know, but there is little we can do." Fate reached out to the vision. "Unless," Death turned to her.

"You are scheming, aren't you?" Fate looked at him. "I know that look my friend."

"You said it yourself, only you decide when a person dies. It is my duty to decide their destiny." Death seemed to nod. "There is a young man, he will never reach his destiny without a push."

"I am not sure I understand." Death, for the first time since time immemorial lowered his hood. Running his hand through his ink black hair he looked at her with icy blue eyes. Fate looked at him smiling.

"Someone has messed with his destiny. That is unacceptable to me. So, we give him another chance. With full knowledge of what is to come should he fail." Death summoned a black obsidian throne, Fate crafted a throne of white marble.

"I see, but in order to do what your thinking we need at least one more Endless." Death sat back pondering the idea. "According to the vision there is not much-" His eyes went wide. "I have an idea."

"I'm listening." Fate looked over at the vision they had been observing in the pool of life. "we must hurry. Time is not on our side."

"Not yet, but he will be." Fate looked at him curiously. It took her a moment to realize what he meant. "There you go, you know I am right. With the three of us working together this champion of yours may have a chance."

"While you have a valid point you have to remember, we all serve a far greater power. Even with the three of us working as one such a change to the living world must go through Him." Fate sat back crossing her legs. "If, if the time keeper approves of this plan then it shouldn't be too hard to convince Him it needs to be done."

"Perhaps then it is lucky I was coming to you for the same thing." they both stood seeing an elderly man walk towards them. In his hand was a staff, what looked like a time turner spun around on the top.

"Time Keeper, we-" the old man held up his hand.

"Fear not Lady Fate, I often visit the Pool to observe the living world. Your idea has merit. We need to hammer out all of the ideas before we go to Him." Time pulled a small hourglass from his pocket, it grew large enough for him to sit upon. "Now, tell me what you have for ideas." Death and Fate shared a look, they knew it was the only chance they had.

"Fate believes there is a champion among them, someone who can set things to right." Time nodded for him to continue. "I will admit that he does have potential, but at every chance to improve he is blocked."

"I believe with the right guidance he could prevent-" she looks over at the pool, it has since gone completely black. "That. His destiny was mutated and corrupted from infancy." She gripped her armrest tightly. "I will not stand for such things."

"Calm yourself dear one." Time looked at her. "Now, what guidance will we give him?"

"Return him to a younger age. With knowledge of what will happen." Death spoke softly. sending a soul to merge with its younger self was risky at best, but it was their only option.

"I see, what about giving him something more?" A smirk worthy of the great Slytherin crossed his lips. "I agree the boy has potential. But what of those who will stand against him?"

"you have a point, but what can we do?" Fate sat back biting on her lip.

"Perhaps a list of those the boy can trust." A new voice caught their attention. They all stood seeing the new arrival.

"Oracle, it is not often you come down from your tower." Fate raised for the woman another marble throne. "It seems the darkness reached you as well."

"Yes, even high in my tower I watched the end of the living world. But there is hope in that boy. Providing him a list of those who he can put his trust in would be helpful." She sat down, her ragged features seemed to melt away to a much younger form. "Even now as we speak hope grows."

"Yes, giving the boy a list would be a benefit. But there is a question, when do we send him back to?" Time questioned as the others sat as well.

"I have the answer. For some time I have been working on a similar idea. I did not want to come to you without proper plans. The night he learns about magic. On his eleventh birthday." Oracle held up her hand when Fate went to speak. "I know, sending him back that far may be excessive, but remember what is at stake here. Without the living world we will cease to exist." The realization hit all of them. "Sending him back to that night will allow him time to prepare."

"Your thought has some truth behind it Oracle, however, there is one other thing we all seem to be avoiding." Fate looked at Death. "I still can not believe you brought them to the graveyard that night."

"They asked to see him. I was not about to deny them the last chance they would ever have." Death ran his hand down his face. "I was not aware of the reaction it would have."

"We give the boy knowledge, something he did not have at this chance. Death, if this is approved you will retrieve their souls from the pool of beginnings. They must be the ones to tell him. It is the only way." Death nodded. Time did have a point, sadly.

"Fine, that would work. Now, we should prepare the list." said Fate as she crafted a stone table. Time pulled a parchment from his pocket and what looked like a muggle pen. He then pulled an hourglass from the same pocket. Setting the hourglass on the table it became a book.

"I say we write out our own list and compare them." they all were silent for a few moments. Each pulled out their own parchment, Death had an old quill while the others had muggle pens. Time laughed lightly as they all set to making lists. Once in a while they would glance over at the pool of life, a bright white was fighting back against the darkness. After a few minutes they stopped. Fate combined the lists in front of them. "it seems we are all along the same lines, for the most part at least."

"True, but my addition is personal. His destiny was violated when his father cursed him, thus shattering his own destiny, and the rest of his line. I was unable to stop it before, perhaps now there is a chance."

"Lady Fate, putting them on the list is a good idea. These are all good ideas. Many of them have been manipulated to the point of corrupting their destiny. We can give them all a proper future. Starting from one boy." Time looked at them. "We have a list, we have a plan. Now, who among us is going to stand before Him with this?" they all looked at each other, none of them wanted to do it.

"Meeting to overthrow me perhaps?" The voice came from all around them.

"Of course not." Fate stood looking seemingly at nothing. "I am sure you have seen what will befall the living world without us getting involved."

"Indeed I have. You seek my permission to set the path back to proper."

"Yes, allowing a single soul to merge with his much younger body. He would retain his memories, we have also collected a list of those who the boy can trust." Death stood beside Fate. His hand around hers. Time and the Oracle stand as well. "We stand together."

"I see," Fate tightened her grip on Death's hand. "Fear not my children. You have done well this day. However, sending anyone back to a younger body will take a great deal out of each of you."

"We do understand. But without getting involved there will be nothing left. We will all cease to exist." Oracle stepped up in front of the others.

"I agree now, when it is time, you will meet with the boy. Tell him what he needs to know." The voice seemed to fade off into nothingness.

"W-we did it." Fate looked at them, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Now, all we can do is wait." Death looked at the pool of life. "Let us hope we do not have to wait long."

"You know Harry, its likely he will be here sooner than we think."

Ok, first chapter. I know many of you are sick of hearing this but please read and review. I don't know how I am doing if all I get are favorites. Don't hesitate to message me if you have questions. Flames however will not be tolerated.

I will attempt posting once a week, maybe twice.