Chapter 1

Harry Potter strolled through the castle with his best mate, Ron Weasley. They had just finished quidditch practice and Harry was sure that they had the cup in the bag this year, he played brilliantly! The house cup was another story; the red rubies were very near the bottom, but that was probably because of the numerous pranks Harry had pulled on the Slytherins. The professors didn't understand that all the Slytherins were just future Death eaters waiting to join You-know-who.

"Hey Ron, look there's Granger." Harry said, pointing to a bushy haired girl with large teeth who was sitting on bench in the corridor, reading. Hermione Granger was easy to pull pranks on, which happened a lot.

"I've got two dung bombs." Said Ron with a smile forming on his face.

Sometime during their plotting and planning, Hermione Granger had gotten up and walked behind them.

"As head girl I am obligated to confiscate those dung bombs." She said, putting her hand forward, waiting for the two to hand over the merchandise.

Harry turned to Ron and said "I wonder if there's a weird universe out there where Granger isn't a bossy know-it-all."

"I wonder if there's a universe where you're not an egotistical prat, Potter." She snapped.

Just as Harry was about to insult her again, there was a bright light. Suddenly he was tumbling through the air. Harry landed on soft grass and pushed himself up. He saw Ron and Granger getting up too. All three nearly fell back down when they saw the castle. There were fires that had yet to be quenched and smoke rose into the sky in spirals. The castle was in ruins.