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The war was over and Harry regretted everything. He wished he had never defeated Voldemort and even in fact even taken Malfoy's offer of friendship back all them years ago. But why is this, how could the saviour of magical Britain think this, well it is quiet simple and here it is. The war was over and people who were even remotely connected to what his so called friend Hermione Granger considered dark was shipped off to Azkaban then subsequently executed via the vail. She was of course not alone in this she was fiercely backed by Ron Weasley. Harry was the defender of all the Slytherin students who he went to Hogwarts with. Even Pansy Parkinson who tried to turn him over to Voldemort. But she said under veritaserum that it was out of fear for her family's life. Which in all honesty Harry understood. Harry and Pansy became very close friends even dated a few times, but then it all began. She became Minister six years after the war and her purge off the dark as she called it began. Harry was eventually left all on his own with no one. His old friends abandoned him when he began defending Slytherin's pleading with the world that the time for fighting amongst each other has to come to an end. But he was being branded the next dark lord. All his new friends where eventually all sent through the vail after trials that where so clearly fixed. So came the time when he was convicted and sentenced him self. Then came the time for his trip through it him self.
"Harry James Potter you have been sentenced to death by vail for treason, do you have any final words." Boomed the shril voice of Hermione Weasley. He said nothing. "Then I condemn you to die." With that Ron kicked him through hard with a look of hate on his face. Then Harry knew no more for the second time in his life.
Harry opened his eyes in a small room. There was a table and to leather arm chairs.
"So I guess this is where my. Um what was it Dumbledore called it?" Harry wondered aloud. "Oh yes my Party." He finally remembered. He also remembered how to get robes and a pair of green ones appeared and he put them on. He sat down in the closest arm chair it was very soft and cushy.
Just then a beautiful woman with blonde hair appeared. In all honesty she was radiant. "Greetings Harry Potter, I am death."
Harry gaped in shock. "Yes, yes it may seem to be a bit of a shock to you. But it's true and yes I am a woman. Now you see we don't have much time this space don't last long before your sent on. So I will get straight to it."
Harry nodded.
"You must go back to the time when you were eleven. This is no negotiable I could just send you now but I fell I will explain it to you. You must make sure the Dark Lord wins it was destined for him to save magic. With Granger in power wizards and witches will be wiped out within two years. Now I can't tell you everything that will be different but you will be a metamorphmagus as well as your mother will have come from a line of Slytherin squibs so if a blood purity test would ever be done to you, your blood would show as pure. As well as the Horcrux won't be in you but you will still be able to communicate with snakes due to your blood of Salazar Slytherin. Remember Voldemort must win your getting another chance to go around again don't waste it. Are you ready?" Harry opened his mouth. "No time for questions we have seconds tell your sent on." She interrupted him before he could speak like she knew what he was going to say."
"Now are you ready?" He nodded. "Wonderful." She clapped her hands and a bright glow began tell it became so bright he had to close his eyes.
When he opened them he was in his old bed room in Privet Drive. But something was strange he didn't need glasses and his hair was flow down to the middle of his back. When he caught sight of him self in the mirror he let out a small quiet high pitched scream.
A/N: Well there we go hope you enjoyed and may have the next chapter up later today. Please review :)