Prologue
Summary::: Ron and Harry never meet. Not on the Hogwarts Express, not ever. Yet whenever Harry needs help, Ron's there, always, because this time it's Ron who survives the Battle of Hogwarts, and he's come back to put it right.
Ron Weasley stepped around the ruins of the Great Hall, or he thought it was. The entire castle was so dilapidated it was nearly unrecognizable. He collapsed on a flat piece of rubble that could have once been a staircase. The grounds are silent- not even a single cricket is chirping, and not a single soul in sight. They were all dead anyway. He lets out a short breath of sour laughter and buries his face in his hands.
Well there's nothing left for me here. He stands up and closes his eyes, and pulls out his wand.
"Tempus Vertere." He whispers, the words coming easily after hundreds and hundreds of times of repeating the incantation, until Hermione was certain he and Harry had had gotten it. The sharp pain in his heart grows more pronounced at the thought of his friends, and sharpens as a blue light surrounds him clouding his vision of the broken castle. Never again he thought fiercely ever. And his vision went black.
So, this is my next story: Basically, if you're confused, Ron is the only one who survives the Battle of Hogwarts, and he goes back to make it all right. And the only reason that he won't ever really interact with Harry in this story is because, Hermione has drilled into his head, that he cannot ever meet with anyone that could potentially change his future/past so i.e.; Hermione and Harry. And yeah, I'll repost this information at the beginning of next chapter. Reviews make me write faster, seriously it's been scientifically proven. Bye. *coughreviewcoughcough*
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