Disclaimer: The Harry potter series belongs to J. K. Rowling. The only profit I gain from this story is the enjoyment and experience of writing it.

Now betaed thanks to Whispers in the Dawn.

-Chapter 1: Where it starts-

Dudley sighed and shifted his weight so it was more on his forearms as he rested them on the rail of his porch. He watched the waves rush in towards the shore. You could hear the crash of the waves hitting the side of the cliff below. When Dudley had first come here with the Order, he didn't particularly like it because it had reminded him of the rundown house on the rock. But it had grown on him over time, he had even tried to raise his kids here. But he wouldn't think about that now.

He smirked as he thought that his cousin would think that it was a miracle that he was thinking at all. His cousin and he got along now. They exchanged Christmas cards and Harry had even visited a few times. They had never really talked much during these visits, choosing instead to sit together watching their kids play. Rebecca and Sam had been the center of his life and he had pretty much let them get away with anything. Something his wife had never approved of. He smiled softly at the memories. He pushed himself off the rail and turned around to go into the house, but changed his mind before he opened the door. He pivoted on the heel of his right foot and swiftly crossed the porch again. He vaulted over the railing and landed with a solid thud as he hit the ground in a crouch. He pushed off the ground and ran down the dirt path that was carved into the side of the cliff. As soon as his feet hit the sand of the beach he slowed his pace to a light jog. He headed up the beach with only the moon and his memories to show him the way.

-(In the morning)-

Ring! He groaned as he rolled over and blindly reached for the phone that was beside his bed. The phone rang again before he was able to pick it up. He simple grunted as a greeting.

"Hey, Mate! Did I wake you?"

"Piers?" Dudley grumbled in confusion.

"Yep, that's me! Glad ya remember your old pal. It's been forever since we last talked."

They talked about what they had been up to and Dudley agreed to go visit Piers for a week. He figured that it would be good to get away from the house and his work for a while. After a shower and a quick breakfast he was on his motorcycle heading to the village a half an hour away. Entering the village he noticed a yard sale at a one of the older houses in the area. He glanced down at his watch, he still had a few minutes to spare. Pulling his motorcycle off to the side of the road he parked and headed up the driveway. The house was more of a mansion than a house. It gave you a feeling of foreboding from its tall dark presence. Shaking the feeling off he strolled over to the various boxes that laid around the lawn. Most of it was simply differing degrees of junk. Though he supposed one man's junk is another man's treasure. But apparently it just wasn't his treasure cove. Just before he was going to leave though, something caught his attention. Mixed among the different trinkets was a necklace. It was a small hourglass inside three rings that could turn. The ring that held the hourglass was filled in around it, and had some sort of bird engraved on it. The sand was of a light gold color. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he glanced up to see a middle aged man had walked over.

"Found something you like?"

"Yeah, I guess. How much is this?" He asked as he held up the necklace.

"O, That you can just have. I had my doubts that I was going to sell it anyway." The man said with a shrug.

Dudley glanced down at it and had a very weird sensation that they were looking a two very different things. "Ah... thanks then."

The young man simply nodded in return.

"I am guessing this stuff wasn't all yours starting out?"

"Nah, It was my great grandmother's. Though I'm pretty sure some of it was in her family way before that even." He said with a laugh.

"Ah, I see." He muttered glancing back over at the old house. "Creepy place isn't it."

"Very! I can't wait until I'm finished sorting through the stuff and can leave."

"Don't you have any family members that can help out?"

"No... My cousin that was willed my great grandma's things was murdered years ago." The young man said trailing off at the end.

"O... I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thanks." Both of them stood there with an awkward air hanging over them, since neither of them knew what to say.

"Well, have a good day and good luck with selling this stuff." Said Dudley as he turned away and headed back down the driveway.

"Thanks, good-bye." Said the young man with a wave.

He tucked the necklace into the inside pocket of his jacket. He would figure out what to do with it later. After getting back onto his motorcycle he took off to work. Once he reached his destination the creepy old house and necklace was quickly forgotten in the busy flow of work.

-(The next month)-

Time passed at a steady crawl for Dudley. Nothing much happened until he went to visit Piers and his family. That week was the most relaxing he had had in a good year. The last day of his visit he and piers sat on the back step of Piers' parent's house watching Piers' kids play in the backyard.

"Have you ever thought of what it would have been like if we hadn't screwed up so badly as kids?" Dudley asked quietly.

Piers gave him a confused look as he asked "What do you mean?"

Dudley sighed and ran a hand through his stark white hair. (It had turned completely white shortly after he graduated.) "I mean if we hadn't acted like big fat ugly bullies when we were young."

Piers gave him a slow once over before he replied "Sorry to break it to you but the only thing that changed is that you're no longer a bully." He said with a grin.

Dudley tried to hide his amusement with a glare and shoved his laughing best friend off the step. "Look who is talking rat face."

"Oy, that's not fair! You got that from your cousin."

"Doesn't mean it's any less true." Dudley said with a grin. Piers lunged at him, knocking them both onto the ground. After some wrestling around Dudley managed to get him in a headlock and rubbed his knuckles on Piers' head. "Ow! Alright I give up!" yelled Piers. Dudley let go and took a set on the steps again, grinning triumphantly.

"O, shut it." Grumbled Piers as he joined him.

"What? I didn't say anything." Dudley replied innocently as possible, which failed miserably of course.

Piers rolled his eyes in exasperation. "But to answer your question, no I haven't really thought about it since it doesn't matter much anymore. We both have changed since then." He frowned after he paused to think for a second. "Is about your cousin?"

Dudley shrugged noncommittally and stared out over the yard to watch the kids run around the yard as they played tag.

"O... It's really about your family isn't it...?"

Dudley just shrugged again and refused to look at his best friend.

"Let's go see if the food is ready." Piers said abruptly as he stood up. Dudley nodded in agreement and followed him into the house.

- (Back at home)-

That weekend he found himself alone on the beach again. He sat down in the sand and stared out over the sea. He would be the first one to admit that he didn't have a bad life. But he had a lot of regrets about his past. He wished that he could go back and fix his marriage before it had been too late. He wished that he hadn't been that spoiled bully as a kid and had changed sooner. He wish he could have made his cousin's childhood easier than it had been. He had heard several stories of the second Wizarding war from Harry. He felt even more guilty to hear how he had made Harry's life even harder.

Something poked lightly into his chest at that moment. He frowned in confusion as he reached into his jacket and pulled out the necklace he had bought weeks ago. The necklace he had forgotten about. He gently flicked the chain over his neck and slumped back into the sand. He held the hourglass above him as he idly wondered why he had picked it up. It was definitely pretty, even in the dark of the night the gold sand inside it seemed to glow and sparkle. His thought slowly turned back to his regret about his cousin. From that they turned to the stories he had heard about the first and second Wizarding wars. "It must be very different being a wizard" He thought. "Maybe even exciting. Harry's dad and his friends sounded like a kick. Though they sounded slightly like bullies at times too." But people could change, he was a great example of that after all. Absentmindedly he flipped the hourglass over several times and he watched it as it spun slowly in its rings. The gold sand in the hourglass suddenly shined like thousands of tiny stars and the world around him dissolved. He had the sensation that he was hurtling backwards. Shapes and colors blurred pass, he couldn't hear anything over a roaring sound in his ears. He felt something surge with in him and then nothing.

- (Author notes)-

I hope anyone who read this enjoyed it and will be willing to review. I also don't have a Beta yet but hopefully there wasn't that many grammar mistakes. I'm not very good at grammar, but hopefully I can improve with time.

For future reference this will be a gen fic. Of course there will be side pairings like James/Lily and Snape has a crush on Lily etc.

Note: The necklace is of course a time-turner. The bird on it is a phoenix a symbol of rebirth. The gold sand is a reference to the Felix Felicis idea behind the hourglass is that it can move the user wherever they wish in time, revert them to whatever age they wish and blend them into that time. Hence the three symbols time-travel, rebirth and success.

Disclaimer: The Harry potter series belongs to J. K. Rowling. The only profit I gain from this story is the enjoyment and experience of writing it.