A/N :

This could be leading into my first ever multi-chapter fan fiction. Its a Time Turner Fic based around our very favourite Marauder & bossy know it all.

Please note, this first chapter has a bit of angst and it is the end of the war. A/U where the war doesnt go in our heroes favour and instead goes quite differently.

Also! I dont get any payment through writing these fan fictions, its a hobbit and admittedly I am no JK, but give a girl a chance?

Chapter 1

Silence fell over Hogwarts.

The dark mark was blazing above the once carefree and safe haven, bodies of friends and family scattered the grounds of the school. A river of red ran from the werewolf victims and there were echoes of screams and heart wrenching tears around the school. But none of which was louder than Hermione Granger. They had almost won, after everything the Order of the Phoenix had fought for, they were certain they had it in the bag. Until one glint in Tom Riddles and his murderous supporters eye told them differently. They had missed something, and now they would pay the consequences for it.

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked side by side amongst the growing crowd in the Hogwarts courtyard, and the crowd parted letting the Golden Trio through, hands held together they all shared one last hug. Although they werent aware of it yet, Harry was walking into what would become his final battle. He turned to Hermione and whispered in her ear.

" Hermione, I would never ask this of anyone but you, you have been with me from the beginning till the end, I have only one more favour to ask of you"
Eyes prickling with tears, Hermione had grabbed her best friend's hand and gripped it to the point of pain whilst replying hastily

" Anything Harry."

Harry pulled away and Hermione took a good look at him, his glasses were beyond repair of magic, his cheeks covered in mud and blood, grit sticking to his face leading to a nasty cut on his cheek. His emerald green eyes met hers and desperately he murmured.

" If I dont come out of this alive, I want you to go back and fix this. Save my mother and father, save Sirius, Save everyone who has fought with us today. Prevent this from even starting, Please Hermione, Whatever it takes!'

He brought his hand to her cheek and rested their foreheads together. Hermione felt the first burning tears escape her eyes and nodded, choking on her words.

" Whatever it takes"

With that, Harry Potter walked to his death.

The air was filled with screams and cheers of glee when her best friends body hit the floor, and Hermione felt her stomach heave, she fell to her knees and wanted desperately to crawl to his side. Witohout even being aware of it, Ron's hands were circling her waist and dragging her away. All she could hear was her blood rushing through her ears and in slow motion she watched everyone around her turn and run. Flashes of green, amber and red light shot passed her and re-awoke her from her haze.

Scrambling across the floor, Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and tugged him with her, survival instincts kicking in. Whilst running, she came to halt as she saw Neville Longbottom being tortured to shrill cries of 'CRUCIO!' . Hermione went to save him when Ron's hand tugged at her again and once again they began running. It was cowardly and Hermione felt her heart sink at every face she watched as they fell under the attack of the ruthless Death Eaters however, she had made a promise to Harry, she had to find a safe space. A faint whizz of a spell shot past Hermione's ear and she sprung away from Ron, letting go of his hand. Hermione spun around trying to find a flash of red hair, instead she saw a flash of green closely followed by familiar voices screaming. All she heard was a cry of 'MUM!" and "MOLLY" and Hermione staggered back. The Weasley Matriarch had fallen, and that burned through her brain, she turned and ran, fury and rage pumping through her veins until she found herself on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

There was quiet, the darkness was welcoming and Hermione crept into the shadows, reaching into her faithful beaded bag. She felt books tumble and a spare pair of Harry's glasses crunch underneath them until finally she felt a velvet box. Tugging hard, Hermione dropped her bag and pulled the box out into the open air. It was covered in a soft purple velvet with a golden lions paw print on the front. Opening the once un-openable latch with shaky hands the lid flew open with a sparkle of red and gold. Inside there was a note which fell onto the dark floor, without her noticing and cautiously, Hermione pulled out one of the last ever time turners in creation. Hooking it around her neck, Hermione turned the knobs on it at full speed. Eventually they stopped and Hermione could feel herself falling backwards into the streams of time. With an almighty lions raw, a bright white light momentarily lit up the Forbidden Forest and once it had faded, Hermione Granger had gone.

Alone, on the floor of the forest, the note magically uncurled itself, and within it read a short hand written note:

My dearest Hermione,

I hope you never have to use my parting gift to you, but in the event that things are going wrong, this is for you. It'll take you back, but heed my warning Miss Granger, if you use this chance, there is no coming back for you. It is a one way ticket.

I only hope that you never open this box.

Good Luck.

Albus Dumbledore.

A/N

Okay. So that is the start of my new story. Sorry about Molly and the slight shabbiness of the opening, however, please let me know through reviews whether you would like more? :)