A/N) This is my first Fanfic ever so please no harsh comments! But constructive criticism is very welcome! Well I have only made a few adjustments from the original HP. One is that Remus and Nymphadora did get together for a short while but he ended it. He survived the final battle but she didn't. Fred didn't die because I loved Fred's character and without the complete twins the story isn't the same. Percy died in Fred's place because I don't like him. AND Bellatrix wasn't killed by Molly, after Voldermort died she ran away with Narcissa. It is based after the final battle but then goes back in time to the Marauders era. I hope you enjoy and don't hesitate to rate and review!

Unfortunately the amazing characters and original story line is not mine but J.K 's. Damn!;D

An Ending Is Also A Beginning

When Hermione stood there silently with her two best friends by her side she finally felt content. The war was over. Voldermort was gone. She could live a normal life. They could stop running and settle down, not having the fears of being murdered in their sleep. She grasped their sweaty palms into her own and laid her head on Ron's shoulder. Thoughts flew around her mind like Fanged Frisbees but she pushed them out and began to fully appreciate the scene in front of her.

The sunrise was beautiful, she decided, and flooded her view with a warm pool of sunlight. Hogwarts was dappled with light and even in its present state of ruin managed to pull of its regularly magnificent look. The whomping willow was swaying calmly in the summer breeze. Gryffindor Tower had been completely demolished and was scattered in pieces across the courtyard. The Divination Tower had also received many undeserved curses and was lying on the roof of the Great Hall. Statues that had served their castle dotted the landscape and the remains of a variety of mythical creatures were strewn everywhere. All of the bodies had been cleared away and Hermione was thankful for that. She couldn't look into the glassy orbs of lost souls without feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt. She knew she could not have saved them yet the feeling of guilt was like an unwanted shadow that lingered somewhere above her heart.

Suddenly she released a chocked sob and buried her face into both Ron and Harry. Harry pulled her closer whilst Ron stroked her matted curls that had engulfed him. She squeezed them and let the tears fall. "It's all over," she whimpered, pulling away wiping her eyes. Harry produced a grubby handkerchief with his wand and pressed it into her hands. She chuckled at his attempt and siphoned off some of the dirt with her wand.

"Yes, Hermione, it is."

His emerald eyes brightened and he gave her another hug, hoping that all his thanks to her could be summed up into it. She gave a small smile and her own chocolate eyes seemed to dance. She stoked his face and both of them sighed simultaneously with relief. He really had grown up. She kissed her fingertips and pressed them to the scar on his forehead. She then turned to face the boy with fiery red hair next to her. Harry moved away politely and sat on a small boulder that faced the valley below.

Ron snaked his hands around Hermione's small waist and pulled her closer. She reached hers around his neck and connected her forehead with his. This one gesture meant a thousand words and neither partner felt the need to say anything. After about five minutes of this new found peace she pulled away slightly and lifted her head up to bring her lips to his. It was a sloppy kiss because both sides were crying, trying to find comfort in each other's warm embrace. It summed up both their feelings of love and remorse in one. Quickly, Hermione ended it and gestured towards the castle.

She kept Ron's hand in hers and reached out to Harry also. "We should be getting back. They need our help more than ever now." Both boys nodded their understanding and together the golden trio turned away from the sunset and set off towards their one true home hand in hand. Hogwarts.

When they entered the battered oaken doors of Hogwarts Hermione detached herself from the others. She did want to help the Order with the search party but she had seen enough violence for a whole lifetime. Her whole body slumped over in exhaustion and seeing another limp body of somebody she knew would most definitely send her over the fine line separating her normal self from a state of hysterics. One could only take so much death in such a short period of time.

" I know you want to stick together but I think the Order will be interested in collecting you two straight away and asking you to help round up death eaters and reconstructing Hogwarts-"

"But you can do that too Mione! You would probably be better than us!" interrupted Ron, yanking her closer. She let out a small hiss and looked down to assess her body. Ron's ears turned red as he finally observed the state she was in.

During the fight the adrenaline had blocked out all the pain she was receiving from curses flying her way and afterwards she was so full of emotion that she didn't seem to notice. Now looking at her body she realised that she had ignored an awful lot of pain. The hideous 'mudblood' scar on her arm, graciously given by Bellatrix, was bleeding and scarlet liquid seeped through her worn top. Someone had adopted Snape's spell sectumsempra and a large gash extended from her knee to her ankle. Blood ran in droplets down her leg and she rolled her eyes. Great, another scar to add to the unwanted collection. She reached her hand around to her back and could feel a large burn that spread across most of the lower half of her spine. She winced and gently pressed against the burn to try and ease the pain. She had underestimated how bad the burn was because when she brought her hand back in her line of sight it was smothered with blood. Bruises decorated her fair skin and she could feel that her hair had been singed by the cursed fire in the Room of Requirement. Aches and pains gradually increased and the need to rest became ever greater.

Harry's eyes widened in realisation and he gently pulled her out of Ron's protective arms. "It's fine Hermione. Me and Ron will go and find Kingsly and see what has to be done. You need to see Madam Pomfrey because you're worse than either of us. Will you be ok?"

"Thanks Harry, I'll be fine! I just need to sit down and I should pay my respects you know?" She hugged them both and turned to go to the Great Hall. She drew back though and added – "I'm going to go to the Hospital Wing before either of you come up with another idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled!" She flung her main of curls over her shoulder and strode off to the Great Hall, laughing at the memory that seemed a long time ago now. Ron turned to face Harry and smirked. You would never have thought that after an entire war had taken place about an hour ago that Hermione would still be concerned about their behaviour, well maybe you could. Yet it seemed that in a school environment she couldn't resist becoming the prefect they knew and loved.

The boys saluted her and turned to face each other.

"She needs to sort out her priorities!" They both sniggered at the old joke and stalked off to find Kingsly.

A/N) Hey! So what do you think? This was basically just an introduction chapter and filler for the story. Next week's chapter will be set five years in the future so even if this wasn't your thing you could always start afresh next time. Nighty night me lovers;D