HEY ALL! THIS IS A NEW STORY I'M STARTING. IT'S AN HG/SB FAN-FIC SO… YEAH, ONCE AGAIN ON WITH THE DISCLAIMER.
DISCLAIMER: IF I OWNED HARRY POTTER SIRIUS AND JAMES WOULD NOT BE DEAD AND SNAPE WOULD'VE BIT THE DUST A LONG TIME AGO… ALSO, LITTLE PETTIGREW WOULD'VE BEEN SADISTICALLY TORTURED BY HIS LITTLE D.E. BUDDIES. ANYWHO, SORRY ABOUT THAT. I OWN NOTHING.
∞ Prologue: The Beginning & the Accident ∞
"Oh, Harry…" Hermione whispered, brushing the messy strands of hair out of her friends' dull green eyes that looked lifelessly into her own. A gasp sounded near her and she looked up sharply to see her best friend, Ginny, staring transfixed at the prone shape of Harry Potter, lying next to his fallen nemesis.
The girls sat together, eyes wide with shock until Hermione reached a shaking hand into her robes and pulled out a silver and gold Time turner. "Ginny…" Hermione whispered, barely audibly. "Please… don't stay here- come with me. Come help me make it right again." Ginny stared at the quivering hand for only a second until she grasped it tightly. Silence reigned in the battle field and, had there been a single bystander, he would have just barely seen through the rolls of fog and smoke, two girls lean forward and kiss a dark object at their feet, a flash of a spell being yelled in the distance ("Hogwarts, 1979!"), a surprised scream, a snap, a sprinkle of golden dust, and then- nothing.
Now, there couldn't possibly be a single bystander, because he never had reason to come. Had he come, he would have heard the gentle whisper resounding in the foreboding, mountain valley; "We won't fail you Harry..."
Yay, I fixed the bold print! Easier to read now?