Yay! A new story to replace the old one! This one's not about Harry Potter though, you know that right? So I'm trying something different. This idea just hit me and I thought, "*BLING* Oh! I can do write about this!" so hope you all enjoy it!

Flashback

The last trace of steam evaporated in the autumn air. The train rounded a corner. Harry's hand was still raised in farewell.

"He'll be alright," murmured Ginny.

As Harry looked right at her, he lowered his hand absent-mindedly and touched the lightning scar on his forehead.

"I know he will."

The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.

Taken from the last page of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J.K. Rowling

Now

HPOV

I knew I had made a mistake thinking that all was well. All was not well.

After the train heading for Hogwarts disappeared around the corner, I could feel a dark presence settling in the station. I was sure Ginny had sensed it too, for she clung to my arm and looked around distractedly. Lily was hugging Ginny's waist fearfully and the people in the station were also whispering concernedly to one another, as though there was a disturbance; which there was. I was about to walk to Ron and Hermione when I saw them walking hurriedly towards us.

"Harry! Ginny! Did you feel that?" Hermione asked anxiously. "I mean, I felt something… like Voldemort- when the time Voldemort was… back…" her voice trailed off.

Ron looked at her expectantly. "You're the clever one here, Hermione. It should be you explaining to us what that was."

I almost sniggered at Ron's dependence on Hermione. Some things just never change. But realizing the seriousness of the situation, I turned my attention back to the conversation.

"We felt it too. Right, Ginny?" I said. "When the train disappeared around the corner, there was a strange feeling. Like something dark… But it can't have been Voldemort, or any of his followers. The aurors have hunted all of them down. I was with them."

"I don't know…" Hermione said uncomfortably. "Are you alright, Ginny? You look pale."

Ginny nodded silently. "I'm just worried about t- the children. Anything could happen to them on the train. Like during Harry and your third year in Hogwarts…"

"They'll be okay on the train, Ginny! Nothing to worry about." Ron said, trying to brighten up everybody's mood without succeeding. Not even Lily's.

Then the strange feeling came again. This time with it came a ghostly sound. I saw Hermione shudder and pull her cloak tighter around her.

"We'd best be going." She said, looking around the station and seeing the people disappearing through the barrier. "Or else we'll be alone and stuck with the dark presence…"

All of us hurried to the magical barrier which would bring us back to the muggle station, Platform 9, but before any of us could even step into the barrier, Hermione and Ginny gasped and pointed at a dark shape looming up in front of us. Black smoke whirled around the shape, making it look like the time Voldemort had come back from the "dead".

Ginny screamed and hid behind me while Hermione whipped out her wand and started muttering a spell. Ron had taken out his wand too but he held it there and stared blankly at Hermione, expecting her to tell him what spell to use.

What seemed like a hurricane had started up and all the benches, trashcans and plants were being blown off. The sound was deafening and I yelled to Ginny, "Ginny, go through the barrier with Lily! Stay there, you'll be safer!" She shook her head stubbornly and shouted back, "I won't! I'm not a small girl anymore, Harry!" she carefully drew her wand from her pocket and said, "I won't leave you!"

I opened my mouth to say something, but it was cut off by a large BOOM sound and all of us being blown apart.

"Ginny! Lily!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, the hurricane getting bigger and louder.

I could hear Lily screaming and Ron shouting for Hermione but there was no answer from Hermione or Ginny. Confusion had come down upon us and all I could hear was Lily and Ron's screams. I groped around madly for something to hold. But to no avail. Everything was being sucked into the hurricane including me.

I tried to make my way to Lily's screams but something hard knocked my head, hard, and I remembered no more.

I woke up and found myself lying on the platform floor, everything looking normal as if the hurricane and the dark figure had not appeared. The benches were back in their usual positions along with the plants and trashcans.

"Weird…" I thought. "Where're the others?" I got up, the whole platform swimming in front of me. Quickly, I sat down on a bench and waited for the dizziness to wear off.