This is by my friend and editor Livvy Granger… Hermione's Aunt… anyways that is what she goes by but she doesn't have an account so I'm posting it for her… so here is the first chappie.

The End of Forever

"Remember that when

We have all died

We'll all be together

Family and friends

Stand side by side

At the end of forever…"

A woman with bright red hair and shockingly green eyes was singing sweetly. Suddenly, she was interrupted by a bang, and a man's voice yelling, "Lily, it's him!"

The woman's loving eyes grew wide with fear. She stopped singing, grabbed a young boy, and locked the door to the nursery. A flash of light was visible through the crack under the door. It was shortly followed by another bang, and the door flew open.

"Don't, please! Don't hurt him! Kill me if you want, but don't hurt him! I beg you, don't…" she pleaded. She was holding the boy tightly, as if to protect him. Her cries were cut short, however. There was another flash of light, and the woman crumpled to the floor. The visitor turned to the boy, and from his wand came another flash…

Harry awoke, screaming. He then realized he was sitting up in his bed at Hogwarts. His dark hair was damp with cold sweat, and there was an acute pain in his forehead. He reached up and felt a long, jagged scar, and winced in pain.

A tall, red-haired boy appeared beside Harry's bed. "Harry, are you alright?" the boy asked.

"Yeah, Ron, I'm okay. It was just my… my scar," Harry lied. He didn't want Ron to think he was a scaredy-cat, screaming because of a bad dream. "How did you know I was awake?"

"You were only yelling loud enough to wake up the whole Gryffindor House," Ron said sarcastically. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. What time is it?" Harry asked.

"I dunno," Ron answered with a yawn. "Can I go back to bed now?"

"Sure. Good idea," Harry said, though he wasn't one bit tired. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. His mother's song was playing over and over in his head. …At the end of forever…

"I think I failed the test in Transfigurations. I can't remember if we were supposed to wave our wands left and then swish or swish and then wave them right. I hope I did it correctly. How did you do, Harry? Did you… Harry, are you listening?" Hermione asked.

"Huh?" Harry said, snapping out of his reverie. His mother's song was still repeating in his mind. …At the end of forever…

"You haven't eaten any of your breakfast," Hermione pointed out. "And you haven't said a word since you came down. Were you sneaking around in your father's old invisibility cloak all night?" There was a note of accusation in her voice.

"No, my scar woke me up," Harry said defensively.

Hermione gasped. "You don't think Voldemort could be at Hogwarts again, do you?"

Ron winced. "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," he whispered.

"Why should we fear a name?" Hermione challenged.

"Hermione, when is the end of forever?" Harry asked abruptly.

Hermione stared at him for a moment before saying, "Don't be silly, Harry. There is no end to forever."

"Sure there is. R," joked Ron. Hermione cast a disapproving glance in Ron's direction.

"In all seriousness, Harry, why do you ask? Does it have anything to do with your scar?" Hermione asked in a concerned voice. "Or maybe with Voldemort?"

Ron winced again.

"No… yes… maybe," Harry answered falteringly. "My mum was singing it the night she… the night Voldemort gave me this." He pointed at the scar on his forehead.

"How do you remember what your mum was singing?" Ron asked.

"More importantly, what was the rest of the song?" Hermione interrupted before Harry could answer Ron's question.

"I… I don't know all of it. It was something like, when everyone is dead, we'll see each other again at the end of forever. That's all I remember," Harry said quietly.

"Hang on a minute. Harry, if you're thinking of trying to find your family at the end of forever, you are insane. There is no way we're going to…" Ron began.

"I didn't ask you to, did I?" Harry said, his voice suddenly rising.

"Be quiet!" Hermione whispered. "Harry, why do you ask about the end of forever?"

"Like Ron said, I want to find my family. If my mum was telling the truth, then that's where they'll be. You don't have to come," Harry replied with a pointed look at Ron.

Ron said stubbornly, "We're not going to let you go without us. You might need help in case you get attacked by You-Know-Who."

A lot of help you'd be, Harry thought.

"Hey, maybe we could use Hermione's time turner," Ron suggested enthusiastically.

"How do you know about my time turner?" Hermione asked with surprise.

"Contrary to what you think, Hermione, we can read." Ron said. "We saw your schedule, and it would be impossible for even you to manage if without being in two places at once. So, Harry and I looked in the library for something that could change time."

"Well, good for you, but don't tell anyone. I'm not really supposed to have it, but Professor McGonagall let me use it," Hermione said slightly angrily. "And no, you can't use it to get to the end of forever."

"Why not, Hermione?" Harry said persuasively. "We would be really careful with it."

"I'm not just worried about you breaking it; there are so many other problems. First, even going back in time, I have to make sure I don't see myself. Second, going forward in time would be even harder, because you would be standing in the same place, at least, I think you would, and you would have to see yourself. And our friends would notice if we stood in the same spot for a really long time with a vacant expression on our faces. Well, they probably wouldn't notice with you, Ron. And even if we didn't stay in the same spot, we would have no way of knowing what happened in between then and the future, and we would have no idea where we were. Third, I don't know if it can turn time forward or not, but if it did…"

"Okay! Forget the time turner!" Ron interrupted, "We'll find some other way to reach the end of forever."

…At the end of forever… …At the end of forever… "Hey, has it ever occurred to you that the end of forever isn't a time?" Harry said suddenly.

"Of course it isn't. By definition, forever never ends, so the end of forever can't be a time. In fact, the end of something that never ends can't even exist," Hermione pointed out.

"I mean, maybe it's a place," Harry suggested.

Any comments,? I always comment on other people's writing, but rarely write something for them to comment on, so… Is it any good?

Livvy Granger 