My name is George Weasley. Its been about three hours sence the war ended, but about four hours sence my brother was killed. I hadn't been given such a great explanation, all I know is there was a big explotion and my brother Percey is chasing Fred's killer up the countryside. You would think that losing your twin and best freind would allow you a better explanation, but apparently not. Right now I'm walking the halls of what used to be Hogwarts, wich is what the big outline of rubble and dented metal is. I don't think that I could face my family right now, especially because they are at the corpse of Fred's bedside.
As I walk in the rubble I start to slip into a state of dilutional thinking. 'Why did it have to be Fred? Anybody else could have been fighting next to Percey. Why was I not there to save Fred? Why did Percey not save him?' My mind started to drift from irrational questions to irrational statements. When I finnaly snapped back to reallity my brain was having a battle. What I was screaming in my head was '... and you just sat there George, ignorent as always. You could have saved Fred, if you had just known-'
"If I had just known, but I know now!" I started thinking, then I started to look franticly for the pile of rubble that was the Headmaster's office. Just when it seemed hopeless, I remembered Harry still had the Mauraders Map! I rushed through the rubble as fast as I could to find Harry sitting alone on what was left of the bridge.
"Harry! Hey, Harry!" I called. No answer. I tried calling again, then a third time, then a fourth. On my fifth try I was standing directly behind him.
"Harry, are you alright?" I asked.
"George, Im sorry. This mess is all my fault. And now becose of me, Fred is-" But I cut him off.
"Harry, I think we all know if you could have traded this life for the life of a normal wizard, you would have done so in a heartbeat. But, Harry your not normal. Your braver then any Gryffindor ever. Your bloody briliant as any Ravenclaw could ever be. Your the most loyal and kind person anybodys ever met, even the captured Death Eaters think so. And you just beat down the heir of Salazar Bloody Slytherinn!. I know you want to change the past Harry, so do I. I know a way we can, but It's pretty riskey. Can I trust you to do the right thing."
When Harry nodded Fred started to speak again.
"Ok, great. So I trust you still have the Mauraders Map." Harry nodded. "Good, because were going to need it to get where were going. So where does the map say we are now?"
"Well," Harry said, pulling out the map, "it says that were on the bridge." Harry slightly laughed, considering that it was pretty obvious where they were.
"Ok, fine I guess that was a stupid question. But, im trying to hurry this along. How do we get to the Headmasters office?" George asked.
"Its that way." Harry said pointing in front of them. "Why do we need to go to the Headmasters office?"
"Well, you know how me and Fred have gotten our fair share of stuff confiscated? There may happen to be a Time Turner with a unbreakable charm on it in the Headmasters old desk." He said with a laugh.
"How in Merlins name did you two possibly get something with that amount of distructive force into Hogwarts?" Harey asked astonished.
"We didn't, not on the first day that is. You know we knew about the secret passage ways out of Hogwarts, and that two peoplr can easily get lost in the crowds. Well what if I was to tell you there is another secret passageway, said to have belonged to Salazar Bloody Slytherinn himself."
"I would say you two were bloody brilliant, and you both should have gotten more OWLS."
"Now Harry don't go sounding like my mother, we have work to do."