To Begin Again

It had been a week since the battle against Voldemort had ended. The dust had settled and the famed Golden Trio had spent the past week searching for survivors in the wreckage where Hogwarts once stood. They had barley slept, eaten or healed their injuries and it was finally made clear they were all that was left of the wizarding world.

All sense of order had been through out the window the second Dumbledore died. Chaos that was the only world that could be used to describe what had happened. Families turned on each other, brothers turned on one another with men women and children dying left right and centre. Hogwarts had become the Lights headquarters when Dumbledore had died taking 20 death eaters down with him. St Mungo's had attacked shortly after Dumbledore's death and a medical centre had been set up at the Burrow.

Snape had been revealed to be their mysterious information source during a raid on one of the death eater's headquarters; he died saving Harry from a stray killing curse. Draco also was revealed to be working for the Light and not against it a week after Snapes death. They had received reports of an unknown man saving muggles from death eaters. He was killed a week before the Battle of Hogwarts protecting orphans alone from over 30 death eaters.

The death of the Weasley Clan (minus Ron) was one blow that had hit them the hardest. Mr and Mrs Weasley, the twins and Percy died protecting the burrow. Ginny survived the attack but only to be tortured to insanity by Bellatrix Lestrange and Antonin Dolohov; she committed suicide 3 weeks later. Charlie and Bill hadn't been heard from since before the attack.

After hearing the news Ron had been in a foul mood for weeks, lashing out at anyone who dared to approach him. Hermione burst into tears after hearing what happened to the family that she'd come to call her own; she had lost her parents just 2 weeks prior to the attack. Harry who had lost the love of his life and the only family he had ever known, locked himself up in his room and didn't come out even to eat until weeks later.

Together sharing their grief they unleashed pure hell to anyone who stood in their way. It has been a month since the Weasley Clans death and the first raid they had been on since. They had channeled their rage into their spells, taking down over 150 death eaters together.

Those who had seen the battle described it to be the most horrifyingly beautiful thing they had ever seen. They danced through their enemies with a fiery beat alone they could feel. They traded lethal mercilessly cut down all those who stood in their way.

"So… its true we're the only ones left" Hermione said with tears gathering in her eyes, "I know it's true, but I just can't make myself believe it."

"I just wish we could change what happened. If Albus bloody Dumblebore didn't keep so many secrets, so many deaths could have been prevented" Harry muttered angrily. He was still angry at Dumbledore for not telling him about the Horcruxes even though he was dying. He had played him like a fiddle, controlling each and every pawn on his chessboard.

"As must as I wish we could go back in time mate, I just don't see how we can" Ron said putting his hand on Harry's shoulder.

Together, all three of them stood looking over what once use to the Hogwarts Castle. The memories of the war rushed through their thoughts.

"So what are we going to do? It's not like we belong in the muggle world and a good portion of them are dead if you hadn't noticed thanks to Voldemort's death eaters" Hermione said, turning to face her two best friends. The wind swept her hair over her shoulder and the tears in her eyes had vanished.

"I think I can help with that" a soft voice could be heard from behind them. Paranoia left over from the war kicked in and they turned around with their wands out prepared to fight. "There's no need for that. Don't you recognize your servant my master? I have a proposition for you. What would you say if you could change the outcome of this future? This was never supposed to be you see. Voldemort was never supposed to rise again especially not with those abominations."

"How are we supposed to trust you" harry said warily lowering his wand.

"You can't" the newly revealed Death said simply, "but what is you other option? Stay here and dwell in your misery. You have no other option."

Sadly he was right there was nothing else they could do. They couldn't go into the muggle world. There would be too many questions about their past and there was not magical community left.

"We should do it. There's nothing left for us here," Hermione whispered urgently "the worst that could happen would be dying and to be honest that option looks really attractive."

"As much as I hate to say this Hermione's right Harry. There's nothing left for us here" Ron said. He wasn't the smartest tool in the shed but he knew anything was better than living in this hell hole.

'They're both right' Harry thought, 'there's nothing left for us here.'

"Alright we'll take you up on your offer but what's the catch" Harry said suspiciously. Nothing came without a price everything they had lived through together should them that nothing was free.

"You all have to find and destroy all the horcruxes when I send you back into your 13yr old bodies and I will personally remove the one living inside your body but there will be a cost you can tell no one about this future and you can never return back to this future" Death said looking down at his non existing nails.

"We'll do it" they answered as one.

Death raised his arms and with a swish of his wrist the world around them started to blur and the last thing they saw was Deaths black robes before they tumbled into the darkness.

Authors note – I don't own Harry Potter.