Hermione looked at her best friend as she died. "I love you, Harry, forever and always" she whispered and then her eyes went glassy. Harry looked down at the body of his best friend and felt one thing, regret, Regret that he could never tell her that he felt the same way. He had had a crush on Hermione for years now, she was the only person that stuck with him always, even when no one else did. Harry took a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. It was a spell that he was told to never use as it would change his future and the people around him's future, but that was exactly what he wanted, to change this moment from ever happening. It was a spell that could be classified as dark magic but at this moment Harry didn't care. He said the spell and on May 2nd , at 11:44 a.m., Harry Potter's body dropped to the ground lifeless