Dead? No, no it must have been a dream. Just a bad dream. I'd just have to go back to Grimmauld Place, they'd all be there asking what took me so long to get back. No one had been hurt. No. Ginny hadn't been killed, neither had Ron, and certainly not Harry. No. No, no, no, no ,no no.

Empty, no one was there... No. NO!

"NO! GINNY! RON! HARRY! TONKS, REMUS, ANYONE! PLEASE! Please... No. No. No." I sank to the ground against a wall, sobs racking through me. The ring on my finger was dull, covered in blood from the wound that was slowly killing me.

"Hermione, run! GO!" I did, but I turned back just in time to see a green light heading straight for him. His eyes dulled and Ronald Weasley, my sweet Ron, was gone.

"NO! RON!"

A hand on my shoulder shocked me out of my tears. I looked up into the eyes of someone I didn't recognize. It was a small girl, she looked to be about eleven years old.

"Look around Hermione." I did, I saw everyone I'd lost in the large space of the Black library, and though none of them looked completely solid, I saw the Weasley family, Harry, his parents , the order, and someone I didn't recognize.

One was a middle aged man, his messy black hair slightly touched with gray, bright hazel eyes sparkling. His arm was wrapped around a woman with wildly curly black hair and slate grey eyes, she smiled at me warmly. The last stood slightly in front of me, the girl had the same hazel eyes as the man, though her hair was identical to the woman's, her skin was pale.

She looked like... "Me."

"Yes, Well, not quite. Or not yet ,that is. See, I am you, but I'm also ...not. I can exist in a different timeline, but only if you choose to have it be so. You see, I am the embodiment of you, had you been born in 1967. You, or, well, I was stillborn where my twin brother lived. I hold the memories you would if you had grown up with our family, right up until you started school." What?

"But that, why?" The woman from earlier smiled.

"The fates are giving you a choice, Hermione. You can choose to die from that wound on your side there, or, you can choose to be reborn again, as Maia Anne Potter." The man took his turn next.

"You would not be an 18 year old in an eleven year olds body, Maia would be in control, but she would retain your memories. You would be more of a...guide to her. Hermione, you are being given the choice to stay with your loved ones now, or to go back and change whatever you deem needs changing, with no repercussions."

Maia grinned at me,"It won't be easy, mind you, and we may die. Frankly, I want to save my brother, But it's your choice." I wasn't sure until I looked over at Harry. He was staring at his parents in awe, he was happy. I could give him his parents.

I stood, suddenly feeling lighter, looking down I saw my body on the floor. I forced myself to remain calm and walked over to the shorter version of my self.

"How do I go back?" She grinned and reached up to grab my hand and pulled me over towards the two people who had been closest to me in this life.

"Harry?" He looked at me and smiled, turning to the other I felt fresh tears flood my eyes, "Ron..."

"I already know what you're going to pick. Do me a favor, will you?" I nodded.

"Anything." He smiled and pulled me into a tight hug.

"Be happy."

"So it'll be Aunt Hermione next time I see you, will it?" I laughed at the words and pulled the green eyed wizard into a hug.

"I suppose, but you wouldn't know the difference now would you?" He smiled sadly.

"We'll miss you up there, Mione." I smiled, a new flood of tears coming through.

"I'll be sure to be the best damn guide you've ever seen. That bloody bastard Voldemort won't know what hit him." A barking laugh sounded from behind me.

"That sounds like my little Mione, always got her hackles raised, claws out, and ready to fight." I shook my head.

"Sirius, are you comparing me to a cat?" He grinned.

"If the shoe fits..." A smiling James Potter moved forward next.

"Don't mind him, he's a bit wonky up top, I suppose a good luck is in order? I'm not really sure what'll happen after we all go back, but whatever it is, I'm ready." Remus grinned at his two friends as he moved towards me.

"I think we best be moving on then, yes?"

Maia smiled at me as she grabbed my hand again, "I love a happy beginning." With one tug on my arm the world turned around us.

A/N

So... How was it? It's a cliche idea, yes, but I hope I'll be able to mix it up a bit more. Tell me though, is it too overdone? I've written others like it but this is the only one I'm currently planning to post... Hmm, I guess I'll see how it goes.

I won't promise to update regularly though, I'm a horrible procrastinator.

Goodbye for now,

CheshireSmiles1998