Finding Potter

Disclaimer: I don't own this. JK Rowling owns Harry, Hermione, Ron, etc. Universal Studios owns "Back To The Future". A big thanks to all 43 people who have reviewed. Also, please check out my other HP story (another crossover this time with "Calvin and Hobbes", Harry Potter and the Kid and the Tiger. Read, review, and enjoy.

"I'm sorry Miss Granger," the Doc said with true sympathy in his eyes, "I cannot do that."

"But why not?" Hermione wailed, "It would be so easy! I'd go to Diagon Alley, buy a new wand and whatnot, and then we go to the past and save Harry from the Dark Lord, or maybe save both Ron and Harry!"

Doc Brown sighed, he never should have build the time machine. All people ever wanted to do was save themselves, and even then they could end up destroying exactly what they wanted. Like Marty, he just had wanted to get rich, and because of that the Romans had run wild over Eurasia, and eventually conquered the world, "Miss Granger, I don't know much of what happens in your world. I wish I could bring back Harry and Ron, but I can't."

Hermione's shoulders sagged. "But you can!"

The Doc interrupted, "But Miss Granger, honestly, what would happen to the rest of the world?"

"It would be for the better!" Hermione said. Her eyes welled up with tears as she remembered her friends, especially Harry and Ron. The adventures they'd had, the Sorcerer's Stone, Sirius getting freed, helping Harry for the Triwizard Tournament, when Draco had saved Ron and Ginny's life, when Harry and her had been set up on a blind date, the Order of the Phoenix, Harry's green flame torch that was destroyed when he nearly defeated Voldemort, "I'd be happy! Just save Harry and Ron, that would be enough!"

Emment Brown sighed, "Miss Granger, using the machine to save people from death is not exactly why I-"

"We used it to save you from Buford Tannen," Marty said as he opened the door and strolled in.

"Marty!" the Doc exclaimed, "How long were you listening at the door?"

"Enough to hear you turn down Herm's idea to change the past."

"Don't call me Herm!" Hermione seethed at Marty as she gave him a another McGonagall look, and Marty took a few steps back, fear evident on his face. Hermione knew she shouldn't get so mad at Marty for calling her that, but only Ron and Harry had called ever her Herm. Her eyes watered again as she thought about them again.

Why did Harry have to fight the Dark, why did Ron have to go Dark? Why couldn't she just go back and live out her years at Hogwarts again, and spend less time studying and more time with her friends?

"Great Scott Marty!" the Doc said as he turned on the eighteen year old boy, "What would happen if the two Hermiones saw themselves? They could cause a time paradox!"

"Doc, please get a grip," Marty said, "Do you really think if they saw each other it would destroy the universe?"

"Mathematically yes," the Doc said, "However, as I've said before the extent of the damage may very well only be limited to our own galaxy. That is, if we're very lucky."

Hermione gulped. In her third year, Harry and her had used a Time-Turner to save Sirius and Hagrid's hippogriff, Buckbeak. She had known it was dangerous for her past self to see her, but she never knew that the fabric of the universe depended on her past self not seeing her. Hermione shuddered as she thought of what she and Harry could have done.

"Well, c'mon Doc, we've got to help the lady," Marty said, "I mean we blew up her garage..."

Hermione's teeth clenched. He means well, he means well, he means well, she repeated to herself.

The Doc looked out Hermione's bedroom window, and flinched at the sight of the blown up garage.

"We'll help," he said reluctantly. Hermione instantly felt better, all of the pain of the past few years would be gone instantly.

"But we're not going to use time-travel."

Hermione's happiness dropped like a rock, "Why not?"

Doc Brown rolled his eyes, "Miss Granger, I just gave you several perfectly good reasons why not."

Hermione's intellectual side acknowledged this, but for once her emotional side won out and continued arguing, "I don't care! I want Harry and Ron back!"

There was a tense silence.

"Miss Granger," the Doc said, "Why exactly do you need to save Harry and Ron. Maybe you tell us about them?"

Hermione nodded, "Harry...he was my boyfriend for four years, best friend for ten. He was the most powerful wizard in the world, and liked by everyone. Except Lord Voldemort, he's a Dark wizard and the worst one ever, he had followers called the Death Eaters. I have no idea what's happened since he supposedly killed Harry.

"Ron, he was my best friend for ten years, like Harry. We argued over stuff, he called me a 'know-it-all', but in a kidding sort of way. He got jealous of Harry being famous a lot. He came from a poor family, and he turned Dark because..." Hermione began sobbing, it had been a mistake, a mistake. It wasn't supposed to happen, never, "His twin brothers were killed in an accident."

Marty seemed confused, "He became evil because of an accident?"

Hermione started crying harder, she shouldn't have to relive this, she really shouldn't have to, "It-it was a mistake. Snape didn't know. And when they died, oh Ron seemed all right, he even said he knew it was a mistake, but then...he killed Dumbledore! The greatest sorcerer in the world!"

The Doc put a hand on Hermione's shoulder, "I'm sorry."

Hermione nodded, and wiped her hand across her face.

The Doc looked over at Marty, "We're still not going to time-travel."

"Oh come on," Marty yelled out, "Have a heart Doc!"

The Doc raised an eyebrow, "I do Marty, but I don't want everyone in the world to be killed either."

Hermione looked up at the Doc, "I realize that. But can't you help me. Just take me to Diagon Alley and work with me to find Harry and help Ron, and defeat Voldemort."

"Hold on," Marty said making a time-out sign with his hands, "This Moldevort guy kills people, right?"

Hermione nodded, she wasn't going to cry again, she wasn't, she wasn't, she wasn't, "He attacked my school, Hogwarts. A lot of people died bravely in that fight. Maybe if Harry had been there we would have won."

"Look Hermy," Marty said, but then stopped when Hermione gave him another 'look', "Uh, Miss Granger. I'm not a fan of nearly getting myself killed. It's happened a lot before, and intense fear is not something I wish to feel again."

"Fine," Hermione said frostily, "You can stay here. My house is quite comfortable, and there's plenty of food and water. I assume Dr. Brown will be going with me?"

The Doc nodded.

Marty sighed and lifted his hands up in surrender, "All right, I'll go."

"Now," the Doc said, "Where is this 'Diagonal Eh' place?"

For the first time since her garage was blown up, Hermione grinned.

Harry Potter looked at his surroundings. He saw the murky walls of the cave, a little bit of light from his wand, it had taken nearly all of his strength just to be able to perform a simple Light Spell, and poor Hedwig in his arms.

Hedwig was gagging and twitching. Harry knew she was near her death. He shouldn't be too surprised, after all, she was probably at least fifteen years old. That was old for an owl. Harry gently stroked Hedwig's feathers, and she calmed down a little, but Harry knew nothing could save her now.

Harry hoped his letter had given Hermione enough sense to stay away from him. Harry didn't want to return, how could he? He probably looked worse then Sirius had in Azkaban, but that wasn't what worried him. He loved Hermione, but if he returned...she'd be in grave danger. The same would go if she came to him. Hermione was brainy enough to figure that out. His powers may be gone, but his offspring would still have his genes, and therefore his powers. Besides that, Hermione was the most powerful witch in the world. Harry knew one thing, if he or Hermione ever sought out each other, the Dark Lord would certainly find out.

And Harry didn't want to think of what would happen next.

Hedwig breathed her last breath and died in Harry's arms.