Harry Potter and A Twist in Fate

by neonninja99

What if Harry and Hermione kissed the night they danced in the tent during their hunt for Voldemort's Horcruxes. There is a whole bunch of what ifs as the two best friends lives get flipped upside down when they get to go back and relive their lives before fifth year and meet another Potter; you'll have to see in this 'Twist of Fate'. H/Hr RL/NT NL/LL DM/OC. Bad Wealeys and Dumbles

1. Chapter 1

Prologue:

"Dance with me?" Harry asked with a goofy grin on his face. He was trying to get Hermione to smile, which she hadn't done since their 'best-mate' ditched them on their hunt of Voldemort's horcruxes.

Hermione looked up from Ron's radio which she had been listening to for familiar names; she shook her head and looked back down at the radio. Harry reached down and grabbed a hold on both of her hands and pulled Hermione into a standing potion; he knelt down and changed the radio station after a few tries he found one that played music.

Harry pulled Hermione close to him, wrapping his muscular arms around her small body as they moved to the gentle beat of the song. Harry couldn't handle Hermione sad, she was his lifeline in not only the hunt for horcruxes but his life in general, he couldn't live without his 'Mione and Harry knew it.

Soon their slow dancing changed into a faster tempo as Harry twirled Hermione around until she started to enjoy herself. A smile was firmly on Hermione and Harry's faces when the song was over and they sat down on the single stair a little out of breath.

"Thank you Harry," Hermione said with her head resting on Harry's shoulder.

"No problem 'Mione, I couldn't handle watching you sad anymore," Harry said leaning his head on top of hers.

"Why did he have to leave?" Hermione asked out of the blue.

"I don't know Hermione the locket had something to do with it," Harry said knowing exactly what his best friend was talking about, he his head of Hermione's.

"Yeah it had something to do with it, but Harry," Hermione said looking at him, "There must have been a reason for his anger to begin with."

"Well Hermione he thought that we...um... we, um," Harry said not knowing what to say.

"Well do you?" Hermione asked straightening her back.

"'Mione...," Harry sighed looking down at his hands.

Hermione reached up and gently lifted Harry's chin so he was looking at him, she slowly leaned in closing her beautiful chocolate eyes as she placed her lips to the boy-who-lived's. A bright light surrounded the two, and once it cleared they were gone.