AN: Ok so here we go, the beginning, please take the time to review, and if you have anything you'd like me to add or put into the story just say so, and if it works with where I'm headed, I'll probably do it, there's nothing worse than a story you like otherwise be ruined by an ending that you just hate, so I'm really open to suggestions if you have them
It was summer when it happened.
After years of searching for and destroying the horcruxes, Harry had finally managed to defeat Voldemort. So many people had helped his get to this point, all but one dying in the Final Battle. At 35 years, Harry Potter sat at the desk in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, brooding.
After so long under Riddle's control, the wizarding world was in shambles. Diagon Alley had been reduced to rubble years ago, the Ministry was something of a running joke, and even Hogwarts herself was closed indefinitely. Nothing and no one had been safe from the terror that had been Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Most notably, at least to Harry, was his friends and fiancé. And as much as he appreciated her, Hermione was hardly a comparison to Luna.
"Have you seen a hiemgall recently Harry?" Hermione teased gently as she slipped into the once noble office.
Harry sighed and glanced at her through his fringe. "…Mione, was it worth it, do you think?"
"Harry…"
"I mean really Hermione. Were their lives worth this? This life…we're alive, but are we really living? We have nothing left for us here, and yet we stay because it would be the same anywhere else. This…this nothingness…sometimes I just wish," Harry deflated "never mind."
Hermione was silent, her facial expression one of pure concentration Harry hadn't seen since before the destruction of Voldemort. "Harrison James Potter, would you be willing to cease to be you?"
Harry stared wide eyed at her "Um Hermione? Would you mind explaining that question a bit?"
"My answer is dependent upon yours my friend."
Harry sighed. 'Might as well go along with it, 's not as if she means to kill me'
"Given the circumstances…yes I would. Now please explain."
"I may be able to send you back. However, you wouldn't be you anymore. Reguman has revealed something to me and now that I'm sure you don't mind not being you, you can be him!" she smiled excitedly
"Please explain Hermione. In simple English so I can at least understand." Harry sighed
She sighed, slightly irritated. "OK fine, but just this once!" she took a deep breath and began.
"Ok so like I said, I was reading one of the books Dumbledore left for you, Reguman's last book, The Fabric, and in one of them it mentions a Celestial Gate, it is very difficult to control, as it takes a massive amount of power and good will, but if you can manage to open it, I know how to send someone back in time, the only thing is that older you cannot be in the same existence as younger you. With me so far?"
He nodded the affirmative and she continued.
"So the next step would be to have the Gate de-age you. But again, there simply cannot be more than one Harrison James Potter. So, you will have to be someone else. You got that, because the tricky part is next."
Harry, a little excited, motioned her to go on.
"So, I thought about it, and after consulting the Book of Births, I found a possibility. It turns out that your godfather was also a father. Unfortunately, a few days after his birth, his home was attacked by rouge dementors…and so you will become him. Any questions?"
End Ch1
Well, there you have it. The first chapter of my first posted fanfic. I'm just so proud ;)
Anyway, I would love it if you, the reader would please review. It doesn't have to be anything special, just a hi I like or don't like your story so far or really just that someone is reading it...well that'd be good enough for me. I'm going to try to update as soon as I get whole chapters, and they will be getting longer, this was just the introduction really....but there will be sometimes I'll have something ready but cannot post because hey I'm a college student, I have classes to take, study for, and generally pass :)
-Kat