Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter's universe. If I did, I wouldn't need to write fan fiction for it.

The Beginning in the End

Prologue

Seven years had passed since the end of the Second Wizarding War and the number one hero found himself hiding in a tree. True, Harry Potter would rather be home with his wife and new born son but he instead he was here on this important date. Not because it was seven years ago today that he defeated Voldemort. Not, today was important because, today, they were finally going to catch the last member of Voldemort's inner circle, and it was personal.

Eight years ago, he attacked Hogwarts and was involved in the death of Harry's mentor, Albus Dumbledore. During that time, he seriously injured his soon to be brother-in-law and left him with scars that would never heal. Years before that, he attacked and infected a young Remus Lupin with lycanthropy. Harry grinned from his spot in the trees as he thought how good it would feel to finally take down Fenrir Greyback.

Harry never saw the shadow at the base of the tree, or hear the stunning spell that hit him. He was knocked out by the time he landed in a heap at the base of the tree.


Harry awoke face down in the grass and the mud, facing a house in the darkness. Harry tried to remember where he was as he tried to sit up, only to find himself bound head to toe. He looked at the house as realization dawned on him. He was staring at his own house. "Whazgoingon?" Harry mumbled as he tired to look around.

"Ah, Potter," a voice said and Harry froze in fear. It was one of the last voices he ever wanted to hear again. "Good of you to join us."

Harry glared at Greyback as he walked around Harry so he can see him. "What do you want, Greyback? What are you planning?"

Greyback grinned an evil smile. "This." He raised his wand and pointed it at Harry and Ginny's house. "Incendio Maxima!" He snarled as white hot fire leapt from his wand and, in seconds, engulfed the house from roof to ground in fire.

"GINNY! JAMIE!" Harry cried as he struggled to get free. Greyback smiled at him as he watched Harry struggle to get free before apparating away as reinforcements arrived. However, it was too late as Harry watched his family and his home burn in overwhelming sadness.


One Year Later

Harry stood in McGonagall's office. He was dressed in pitch black that rivaled the dark circles under his eyes. He hadn't slept in weeks. Not since he had dismembered Greyback in front of the entire Wizengamot, a move that revoked his Auror status and made him the number one criminal in the entire wizarding world. Even his status as Slayer of Voldemort couldn't save him. Kingsley had, at least, warned him ahead of time, like a good friend, so Harry could run. Harry didn't have anywhere else to run to except one. The Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

He spent the days inside, going over books that he had taken from his office and several from the private teacher's library that both Minerva and Neville had provided him. Winky was tasked with bringing him food during the day and, at night, Harry spent the time talking with Albus and Phineas Nigellus Black's portraits about an artifact he had found in the back of the Chamber of Secrets.

Tonight, all those weeks of study and preparation were going to pay off. He looked at the gold medallion on Minerva's desk. "Albus, is this going to work? I don't want to end up a pile of ash."

Albus' portrait let out a chuckle. "Harry, my boy, I have absolutely no idea. What you are attempting to do, I only know of one wizard who even attempted it, never mind succeeded."

Harry nodded as he remembered the conversation they had. "Phineas? Your positive that this is actually going to change things, right? Not end up keeping everything that happens the same?"

Phineas' portrait nodded to him. "By just going back and changing one conversation, one action, you can change the future. Some things will stay the same. The father out you are from the events, the less they change. Political events in the muggle world, for example, will remain but actions during the war can change entirely."

"Will I be able to remember everything that happened or my Auror training? I'm not looking forward to the shared visions from Voldemort." Harry replied to chuckles from the two headmasters.

"You will not remember everything like you do now, for example. Rather, it will more likely come to you in dreams about the future like if you were to view them from a pensive. Your training, however, will stay. So, I think your Occulmacy will remain so you can refrain from falling into the same trap that lead to the fall of the House of Black." Phineas replied as he looked at Harry. "Remember, you must only think of that single day that you want to return to. If that day is yesterday, a year, up to ten years ago. I think that is the edge of the magic in the artifact."

Harry nodded one last time before looking back at Dumbledore. "Time is a flowing river, with a pebble able to alter the flow." Harry said to his mentor.

"Correct, Harry. Whenever you can remember that, say it to me and I will know how to access the message you placed in your mind. It will require me to dive in…"

Harry waved off the conversation. "As long as I can go back and save Sirus, Fred, Remus, Tonks, Colin, everyone who died in the final battle and, most of all, Ginny and Jamie then anything that happens to me is just collateral damage." Harry gave a weak smile as he started to remember that day he wished to return to. June 10th, 1995. With a swift motion, Harry ran his wand over his hand and opened a slice in his palm. Then, with a flash, he pressed the bloody hand to the gold medallion and vanished in a flash of light.

"Goodbye, Harry Potter. This future will miss you." Albus Dumbledore's painting said as all the Heads wished the young man well on his journey into the past.


Chapter 1

Harry awoke with a start as he sat upright in his bed. He had just had the weirdest dream he had ever remembered having. He saw Sirus fall through a strange curtain, Dumbledore falling off the Astronomy tower, a locket, cup and tiara, Ginny… "Harry, mate?" Ron's voice called out as the curtains were opened and he saw his best mate staring down at him. "Don't do that, scared me half to death."

Harry gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry, Ron. Just had the strangest dream."

"Dream or…him?" Ron asked as he went white in the face.

Harry shook his head. "I think it was a dream. I saw things, like I was there. But it wasn't like when I see through Voldemort." Ron shivered at the name. "It was like I was me but these things can't have taken place…I don't think." He stayed quiet for a bit before motioning to the door and he and Ron went to the common room. Once downstairs Harry looked at Ron seriously. "You ever have a dream that feels so like real life?"

Ron gave a soft smile. "Yeah, once. I woke up and seriously felt like I was still in the dream for the rest of the day. What was the dream, if you don't mind me asking?"

Harry shook his head. "I don't remember. It feels like I watched my future only to wake up and see that nothing has changed yet." Harry ran a hand through his hair before looking around the common room. He wasn't surprised to find that they were not alone after all. A mound of bushy brown hair lay on one of the tables and Harry let out a soft smile. "We should wake her up. O.W.L. exams start today."

Ron looked at Hermione and a smile graced his face. "Yeah, and she might know what your dream means too."

Harry laughed as they walked over to Hermione. "Please, we both know that divination is a joke and Hermione walked out of the class in third year."

Ron shrugged. "I know, but I like to think she is smarter then she is sometimes." He leaned over and shook her shoulder gently. "Hermione?"

Hermione bolted straight up and looked around the room. "Am I late? Did the exams start already? I slept through them didn't I?"

Harry and Ron both laughed and calmed Hermione down enough that Harry was able to tell her about the dream as much as he could. "You should talk to Dumbledore." Hermione told him when he was finished explaining as much as he could.

Harry shook his head. "Even if I knew where he was, could get away from Toadface, and get to him, he won't even look at me. I wish I could talk to Sirus about it."

Hermione grinned. "Well, write him a letter."

Harry shook his head. "It will get intercepted."

Hermione shook her head at him and grinned. "Not anymore. Since the interview in the Quibbler, they stopped checking the mail. I still wouldn't use Hedwig, but Pig would work fine."

Ron nodded. "You need to hurry, though. I think Ginny might have been sending a letter off to Fred and George about getting some 'supplies.'" The three friends shared a laugh before Harry fled upstairs to his room, quickly changed into his school robes and returned downstairs. Ron and Hermione were still there, waiting for him.

Harry borrowed a quill and parchment from Hermione before writing away to his godfather.

Snuffles,

Hope you are well. It has been forever since we last spoke. I had something weird happen last night. A dream, an actual dream and not that thing, in which I think I saw something that I don't know what it could be. I was wondering if you or Moony had ever heard of someone ever seeing into the future like that.

Also, if you can get in touch with the old man and let him know about this and my Occulamcy lessons have, I think, paid off since I haven't gotten anymore things yet, I would appreciate it.

I miss you and can't wait for this dreadful year to be over.

Harry signed it with a quick lighting bolt before thanking Hermione and Ron and telling them he would see them at the Great Hall for breakfast before flying out the portrait hole.

As he walked the hall, his thoughts drifted to his dream. "I don't understand it." He muttered to himself as he made it to the owlery stairs. "I swear I saw them both die. I swear I saw it. Maybe I am going crazy. And what was that at the end? I don't remember ever dreaming about her before…" He finished as he reached the top of the stairs.

"Oh? Harry Potter has a crush? On a girl?" A sweet voice said as he looked up. A beautiful redheaded young lady stood in front of him. "Harry, you have to share it with…" She was cut off as Harry engulfed her in a large, deep, Molly Weasley hug before either of them knew what he was doing. Ginny blushed her Weasley red as Harry refused to let go of her. "Um…Harry? Is everything okay?"

Harry let go of her and looked at Ginny with small tears in his eyes. "Why does it feel like I saw you die?" Harry asked her.

Ginny let out a giggle. "Maybe because you did? Remember, three years ago?" Both her and Harry shared a laugh. It was good that they could share a joke like that. "I was sending a letter off to the twins about getting some more of their supplies. What are you doing here?"

Harry held up his letter. "I'm sending Snuffles a quick letter and Ron said I could use Pig to send it out."

Ginny grinned at him and called down Pig from his spot. Together, the two of them were able to calm him down enough to give him the letter and send him off to Sirus' place. Ginny gave her own letter to one of the school's owls and sent it off to her brothers. "So," Ginny started talking to him as they watched the two owls fly off, "you want to tell me about this girl?"

Harry grinned as he and Ginny started on their way to breakfast. "No, not really. I had a dream. It's nothing."

Ginny just nodded and giggled at him. "You know, Harry, if you had a dream with Cho in it, it's not unheard of for someone to have one of someone that they are dating."

Harry dropped his head to the floor. "We aren't dating anymore."

Ginny raised a hand to her mouth. "Oh, Harry. I'm sorry. I didn't know."

He just shrugged at her. "It's okay. We never actually broke up but it doesn't matter. She was not that much fun to be around. She would cry every time I was around her." Harry smiled at her as they walked past a group of first years. "How are things with you and Michael?" Harry asked innocently as something inside of him roared with displeasure. Harry was confused. He thought of Ginny as a friend and like a little sister...didn't he?

Ginny just shrugged. "We ended it." She sighed. "He didn't really like the fact that I caught the snitch against Ravenclaw and we had been doing poor before that. After the match, he decided to keep Cho company more then me."

Harry couldn't help but laugh at that. "Wait, so your ex is now dating my...whatever Cho was. I guess we never actually dated. What are you going to do now?"

Ginny gave him a large smile as they came to the top of the staircase right outside the Great Hall. "I've got my eye on this fifth year. Very cute, smart, kind and an overall great guy."

Harry nodded. "Do I know this one?" He asked with butterflies in his stomach. Maybe the reason he had been dreaming about Ginny was that he was actually attracted to her.

"Oh, I hope you know him." Ginny said as she looked around the entrance area before pulling Harry into a broom closet. "Look, Harry. Don't say anything. Let me get this out there." Harry just nodded as she took a deep breath. "The reason I decided to date Michael was because...I like you Harry. Really like you. I dated Michael because I was praying that you might get away from seeing me as Ron's little sister if I could, you know, act like a human being around you."

"Before, I would get so nervous being around you that I would do stupid things..." Ginny started.

Harry couldn't help but grin. "Like put your elbow in the butter dish?" He interrupted.

"Hush you." Ginny said but with a smile. "But I hoped that maybe, I would act normal and that you would be able to see me in a different light then that as Ron's younger sister. I dated Michael but I never really gave up on you. So...I guess what I am saying is that I was wondering what you thought about me..."

Harry didn't know what made him do it but he took that as a sign and pulled her into his arms as he kissed her lightly. Ginny's eyes went wide as she was caught off guard before she realized that she should return the kiss. They stayed that way for only a few minutes before breaking the kiss and Harry rested his forehead against her own. "Ginny, I like you. I don't know how much but I am willing to find out with you."

Ginny nodded as she smiled at him. "I would like that, Harry. I know you are going to be busy these next few weeks with O.W.L.s but I want to help with what I can."

Harry smiled at her. "I just thought of something...when are we going to tell Hermione and Ron?" Realization dawned on him as he looked into her eyes with his own. "Oh, Merlin, your brother is going to kill me."

Ginny giggled. "We'll get to that in a little while. Right now, I want you all to myself." She told him as they left the broom cupboard. "Harry, can you tell me something first, though." Harry nodded as they walked up the aisle between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables. "Why didn't that feel like a first kiss?" Harry had no answer as he thought about that dream once again.

A/N: Ah, my second story. Be nice, please, because this is entire AU. I am going to change...well, just about everything from the seventh book, except for the horcruxs and see what happens with the Department of Mysteries since I am going to entirely ignore that battle and, instead, create my own.

Okay, running poll for now. Someone, not anyone from the main cast, is going to be attacked by Greyback at some point. I would like to know what you all think. Lavender, Bill, Fleur or someone else. I will allow you guys to cast your votes.