A/N Hey guys, I have to warn you that this is possibly the most depressing chapter, I just hope you dnt h8 me for it, just remember it HAD to happen.

Last Time

NO!

Harry ran from the shop as fast as he could towards where a large crowd had gathered.
No, Voldemort wouldnt just turn up in Diagon Alley...
But he was sure that he had felt His joy seconds after the explosion.
Please let them be ok.
Please let them be ok.
He pushed his way through the crowd and the sight that his eyes met filled him with pure horror.
No not again.

Things went from Bad, to Worse, to Please Let the Ground Swallow Me!

There was Ron lay flat on his back on the ground and Hermione was leaning over him, her head lay on his chest, sobbing.
'NO!' This time he said it out aloud and Hermione looked up. One look at her tear-streaked face confirmed his worst fear.
He fell to his knees beside his fallen best friend and, not caring about all the people who where stood looking, broke into tears.
'Ron, no Ron you have to wake up...I can't lose you too.' He said this last part in whisper as though his voice wouldn't make a noise any louder.
He turned and pulled Hermione into a hug, the pair sobbed uncontrollably into each other's shoulders..

He had no idea how long they sat there but they were pulled out of this strange trance but the sound of a womans shriek.
Mrs. Weasley was stood with her hand clapped over her mouth and her eyes wide. She fell forwards onto her knees and crawled over to Ron, pulling his lifeless body into a tight embrace hoping it would wake him up, rocking backwards and forwards as if in some sort of strange trance, not believing what was happening.
She turned and hugged both Harry, Hermione and Ginny who had come with her. The Ministry of Magic showed up minutes later including Mad-Eye Moody, who took one look at the body and a single tear fell from his good eye.

'Hermione?' said Fudge timidly, 'I know this is a really bad time but we need to know exactly what happened.'
Hermione nodded, stood up and walked over to the now empty table outside the ice-cream parlour where her and Ron had been sat talking happily only minutes before. She looked at the table for a second with it's uneaten ice-cream and realised she couldn't sit there so she moved on to another one, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, not caring about the mascara that was now streaked down her cheeks.
'Well...,' she took a deep, shakey breath, 'this is what happened....'

Flashback
Ron and Hermione were sat discussing who they thought was going to be their DADA teacher this year, it had started as a fairly sensible conversation but had soon become far from that with Ron's outrageous suggestions of a vampire, a cyclops and Lord Voldemort himself.

They heard a loud crack like somebody apparating but as this was Diagon Alley they thought nothing of it until a hand grabbed hold of the back of Hermione's collar and pulled her to her feet.
They both spun around..
'Voldemort!' Screams erupted from all around them, and people began running madly in all directions. Hermione thought with disgust that no-one had tried to help them but the thought was quickly pushed from her mind.
'Where is Harry Potter?' he said angrily at Ron.
'I..I..I don't know,' though is voice was stuttery, Ron's face was filled with determination and an expression that said nothing would make him tell.
At this reply Voldemort tightened his hold of Hermione who screamed and pointed his wand at her face.
'TELL ME!!!'
'I'm not gonna sacrifice one friend to save another,' said Ron and pulled out his wand behind his back, hiding it from view.
'STUPEFY!' he shouted and Voldemort flew backwards, releasing Hermione momentarily. Unluckily he recovered quicker than anybody imagined and before anyone could react he had pointed his wand at Ron and shouted those deadly words that would end his life.
Hermione shrieked and ran to Ron in horror, crying.

End Flashback

'And by the time I looked around again he was gone, then Harry appeared,' finished Hermione, tears streaming down her cheeks. She hadn't even realised that Harry, who was sat beside her, had hold of her hand until he pulled her into a tight hug.
'Ok, then thank you Miss Granger, I am deeply sorry,' said Fudge as he got up from his seat and moved away to tell one of his companions to go and consult Mr. Weasley.
Mrs. Weasley was sat in a deep trance staring into space. Everywhere around them was in complete silence, nobody even dared say a word.
It was then that Percy arrived. When he walked up to her his mother looked up.
He stared at her momentarily before he flung himself to Molly's neck.
'I'm so sorry Mum, I'm just so sorry.'

Four days later everyone filed into a number of cars to go to the cemetary for Ron's funeral.
When Harry and Hermione arrived with the rest of the Weasley family they were amazed at the number of people that were there. It seemed that the whole of Gryffindor was there as well as some other students along with all of their teachers.
The Weasleys also had a huge family and they were all present.
Mrs. Weasley hadn't stopped crying since it had happened but Mr. Weasley seemed to have cried all he had left and was now just walking around in a strange daze.
They all took their seats as the minister stood up to speak. Harry didn't hear a single word that he said, all he could do was stare at the coffin in front of him that held the body of his best friend. He glanced sidewards at Hermione who had her face buried in her hands, sobbing and he put his arm around her pulling her close.
He was losing everyone he loved one-by-one. He had just been starting to accept the fact that Sirius was gone and he wasn't coming back when this happened. The ceremony didnt seem to last very long and as he and Hermione rose from their seats (his arm still tightly around her like he wasn't gonna lose her as well) they turned to meet Neville, Seamus and Dean. They all hugged Hermione and Neville pulled Harry into a hug also. He looked as though he had been crying as much a Hermione was. Harry threw one last glance over his shoulder to see the coffin being lowered into the ground before they followed the rest of the people in silence.

That night when they got back to the Order Headquarters Harry and Hermione didnt really feel very much like talking to people so they went up to Hermione's bedroom. Neither of them said much for a long time, but then the silence was broken.
'We've got to bring him back,' Hermione said suddenly, a look of remembrance and realisation on her face.
'Herm, thats not possible.'
'But it is Harry, it is,' she exclaimed before jumping off her bed and crawling to her trunk. She flung it open and started rumaging around.
Curious, Harry sat up to see what she was doing.
'Aha,' said Hermione. She'd found what she was looking for..
She lifted up....the timeturner. At the sight of this Harry smiled. This could work.
'Dumbledore thought that I should keep it in case of an emergency and I think this is an emergency.'
She climbed onto the bed next to Harry and showed him the bottom of the tiny hourglass, there was a small switch with 3 things that it could point to. Hours, days and years.
'All we have to do is turn it back five days and then stop Ron from going to Diagon Alley. But Harry, I don't think that we should tell anyone about this and I mean ANYONE because this can't be exactly allowed,' said Hermione excitedly. She was talking very fast though Harry hardly noticed. His mind was racing.
'Ok lets do it now.'
Just then Mrs. Weasley walked in to tell them that dinner was ready and Hermione tucked the necklace under her pillow out of view. They both stood up and left.
'Next time we're alone,' whispered Harry.

However the weeks past and Harry and Hermione couldn't get a minute alone. Mrs. Weasley seemed to want to have everyone all together in the same place all the time as though she didn't want to risk losing anyone else and no-one had the heart to argue with her.
It wasn't until three weeks later when they were all climbing on the Hogwarts Express to go back to school that the opportunity arose. Harry and Hermione purposely found a compartment by themselves and locked the door.
Hermione then pulled the time-turner out of her shirt and put it around Harry's neck.
'21 days,' she muttered and slid the switch to 'days'. She took a deep breath and began to turn the hourglass.

1...2...3

Harry's breath started to get a little faster. He was gonna get his best friend back.

13...14...15.

He could feel his palms getting sweaty.

18...19...20 the train gave a sudden jolt just as Hermione turned it one last time.

21.

Harry suddenly felt dizzy then felt like he had landed. He opened his eyes.

The train...why were they on the train?

'I don't get it,' said Hermione looking confused, 'if this is 21 days ago we shouldn't be on the train and there shouldn't be other people here.' Voices could be heard walking up the passage outside their compartment. 'I don't get it.'
Harry stood up and looked outside the window. They were on their way to Hogwarts there was no doubt about it.
'Maybe it didn't work,' he suggested, shrugging.
'NO! said Hermione but when Harry looked at her she wasn't paying any attention to what he had just said, she was staring with wide eyes at the bottom of the time-turner.
'Sw...sw...switch,' she stuttered and Harry took the necklace from her. Immediately the look on his face changed to match hers.
The small switch on the bottom of the hourglass wasn't pointing at 'days'. It was pointing at 'years'.
'NO!' he said,'we've...we've gone back 21 YEARS.'
He fell backwards onto the seat.
'Hermione, you can send us back to where we should be, right?'
Her eyes were still as wide as plates. 'No,' she said, a tear running down her cheek, 'the time-turner only sends you back in time. We're suck!

They both fell into a dead silence then and neither of them spoke for a while.
Hermione was thinking of every possible way that she could fix this but as far as she knew there was no magic to send you forward in time. There were laws against it because it was felt that no-one should be able to know that much information.
Harry's mind wasn't trying to think up ways home it was simply repeating the words
21 years
21 years
over and over again.
I haven't even been born yet.
Hermione hasn't been born yet.
Voldemort is still in power.
My parents...
He froze!
'My parents!' he said out loud.
Hermione looked up, not having really heard what he'd said and after he repeated himself it took her a few seconds to work out what he meant. When she did her eyes widened.
'21 years ago my parents were still at Hogwarts. I'm going to school with my parents!!'

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