The lessor of two evils
It had been an excruciating and long month since the end of the war, everyone wanted to celebrate and be joyous that the Dark Lord had finally fallen but there were too many dead, too many injured. There wasn't enough time to get excited and party when everyone who was able was busy with the reconstruction of Hogwarts or burying the dead. Harry had been trying to keep everyone's heads up; he was still trying to be the beacon of light. He had been through so much and asked to do too much by Dumbledore and yet he still felt the need to make sure everyone was okay even after all he'd been through.
It wasn't fair, life wasn't fair, this damned war wasn't fair and all the deaths of her friends and fellow classmates sure as hell wasn't fair. Hermione couldn't stop the riot of negative thoughts from entering her mind. It didn't matter that she survived being tortured or that the war was even over, there were too many dead. She clenched her fists in anger and bit on her bottom lip so hard the copper taste of blood saturated her mouth and nose while thoughts swirled violently in her head. Lupin, Tonks, Fred, Sirius hell even Professor Snape; none of them deserved death. Why did she get to continue on living while others who had scarified more and certainly longer than her had to die? She wasn't going to allow this outcome, it didn't matter that they had won the sacrifice was too much, there were too many orphaned or widowed. She would not allow this, fuck this outcome and fuck Albus Dumbledore for asking so much of children. "I will change this, I will change everything" Hermione vowed angrily swiping at the tears falling form her eyes just before grabbing the time turner out of her purple beaded bag.
Someone will pay for this whether it be Dumbledore or Riddle but she would get rid of the higher evil even if it meant her death.
A/N: Well this is my first shot at the Tomione, let me know if you guys would like me to continue!