CHAPTER 1

SEVERUS'S POTION

Harry glared darkly out at the nightmarish landscape that surrounded the outside of the house. Corpses littered the ground everywhere, birds had come from all over to feast upon the dead, and the skies were blackened, the sun never shown down upon the barren wasteland.

He remembered how it used to be. People were alive, happy. The sun shone, and the shops were open. Children ran and played in the streets and students from the nearby school used to visit on some weekends for fun and such. Once upon a time, this town was called Hogsmead and the school was called Hogwarts. Now, the destroyed village had no name, it was just a sea of corpses, the nearby school was the lair of the ruler of the rule.

Voldemort had won the war, but Harry was still alive with no hope of killing Voldemort. Voldemort had gotten that bastard to bind his powers, and since he, Harry, could no longer do magic, Voldemort had killed Dumbledore and the rest of the wizarding world had fallen like muggle dominos. There had been no hope for survival.

Some of the Order members and teaching staff, Mad Eye Moody, Remus Lupin, Rubeus Hagrid, and Minerva McGonnagal, had secreted him away through a hidden passageway that not even the twins or the mauraders had known, and had taken him to a safe house until they could capture the traitor to have him remove the bind on his magic. They had never returned.

Two years ago, he had fallen gotten sick of waiting and left the safehouse. What he had found was this barren wasteland. All of those who had secreted him away had been murdered within days of Hogwart's fall. The traitor, it turned out, had been killed mere minutes after he had bound Harry's magic. All of those whom Harry had known and cared for were dead, and were strung up on the outer walls of the fortress to show everyone what happens to those who defy the dark lord. Only three Weaselys lived, and one of the old staff members.

Percy Weasely and Bill Weasely were loyal to Voldemort. They had helped him find out about the inner workings of the ministry and of the Order. They had taken both apart from the inside out. And Ginny Weasely was still alive as well. She was Voldemort's concubine. And Severus Snape was the only survivor. He had barely escaped from Voldmort once Bill informed Voldemort about Severus's spying. Harry had found him and cared for him.

Severus had been married to a woman named Jasmine. They had had three kids. Two sons and a girl. The eldest son's name was Adrian, the second eldest son's name was Edwin. The youngest, the girl, her name had been Anastacia. Anastacia had been the only one, not including her father, who had not been killed in Voldemort's wraith. Last that was heard about her had said that Lucius was training her to be Voldemort's next sex toy. Severus had been appalled.

Any one and everyone who they knew who could help them against Voldemort was dead or missing, or had gone deep underground. They knew that Tonks was working with an underground group that took out some of the followers in the outside territories, causing some annoyance to Voldemort, who had soon found it to be an easy way to execute his followers whom he found not loyal enough. She was the only other survivor that they knew about.

When Harry had found Snape, Snape had just stared at him, and it had taken him two months to convince Snape that he was real, that he wasn't a ghost, a hallucination, or an imposter, or anything of the sort. Then, Snape had demanded to know why he wasn't dead. It had been seventeen years since the fall of Hogwarts and Voldemort had taken over everything. Most people who had their magic bound barely lived past five years in all recorded history. By all rights, he shouldn't be alive.

When they couldn't find an answer, they had finally come to the conclusion that Harry couldn't die unless by the hand of Voldemort. There was no other logical explenation open to them. Then, Severus had set about to work on something in his labs, and had been doing nothing but experiment for the past two years. He had even gone so far as to raid from the corpses down below. He had been so happy when he had come across a time turner and said that he could now finish his potion. That was last month. He had only seen Severus four times since then.

"Potter! Get in here!" Severus's voice bellowed. Harry looked up from the depressing view of the outside, and looked towards the room that Severus had converted into a rather pathetic potions labratory. It was top quality to them though, because it was all that they had been able to scrounge. Severus had told him that he was working on a potion that would fix all that had gone wrong, but Harry wasn't sure. After the death of his wife and sons, and the information about his seven year old daughter, she would be nine now, Severus's thinking had gone a little loopy, sometimes you could hear him talking to Albus or Minerva, or Fillius, and every now and then you would hear him speaking with Jasmine about how smart their son, Edwin was because he was showing such promise in potion making.

"Yes, Sev-" Harry was cut off by Severus thrusting a vial into his hands.

"Drink this! Hurry! The Dark Lord is approaching." Severus hissed, darting towards the window. Harry's eyes widened and he too went to the window and saw the one sight that he had never in his wildest, most terrifying, god awful, and traumatizing nightmares would ever have hoped to see.

They had heard rumors for the past six months that Voldemort was trying to perfect necromancy. They had scoffed at these rumors, but from what he was seeing now, it was true.

Voldemort was in the lead, and at his back stood Hermione Granger, Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, Draco Malfoy and worst of all, Lilly and James Potter. All of them appearing so alive. Their skin was flawless, their clothes were brand new, their hair so shiny despite the darkness. Voldemort had done the one thing that broke their wills, that would keep them from fighting back. He had brought back their friends and families. There was even a woman with long black hair that he only recognized from description, Jasmine Snape.

"Go, Potter. I will hold them off for as long as I can." Severus whispered. Harry caught his arm.

"What does this potion do? Why don't you use it? Why me?" Harry rushed, knowing that they didn't have enough time.

"It'll let you fix what went wrong, what should never have happened. And you have to go because you're the only one who can fix what went wrong. You're the one that they'll listen to. Now go!" Severus jerked his arm out of Harry's grip and tore from the room. Harry gulped down the potion and went and hid in the corner, waiting for it to take effect. He didn't know what it did, but from the way that Severus was talking, if he was completely sane right now, it sounded like he wouldn't be here for now.

There was a loud yell from downstairs, crashing, cursing, and what sounded like a fight erupted. Harry froze, afraid for Severus. He heard them come up the stairs, and he knew, in his heart and stomach, that his friend, Severus Snape, was no longer alive. Now, he was all alone.

The door crashed open and Harry rose from his corner, feeling something happening in the pit of his stomach. Something that he hadn't felt in nearly twenty years. He felt something magical stirring within him.

He looked into the familiar eyes of his mother and father, and those of his family friends. They all entered the room, Voldemort was the last to walk in. He smirked at Harry, his red eyes glinting maniacally.

"Goodbye Potter." Harry smiled as they room around him began to fade away.

"Goodbye Tom." Harry waved and he saw Voldemort's eyes widened and roared as he lunged for Harry, trying to keep him there. Harry felt all reality be ripped away from him, and he felt as if he was being thrown through the air and crashing through several windows. He felt himself hit something hard and he opened his eyes a crack and the light blinded him. He closed his eyes and relaxed, a lazy smile drifting onto his face. He could finally fix what went wrong.

So what do you think? Is it good? Is it bad?

Well, anyways, I'm going to doa little Harry Potter trivia starting the next chapter because I like to read that kind of stuff. All I need for you guys to do is to E-Mail me tell me which house you want to be in, because I wanna award house points. I mean, I don't use my e-mail box for anything else.

Well, I gotta go now. I have to go get ready for fencing and I need to go pick up my students. I just recently got promoted to assistant teacher because I'm the best in class! YAY!

I'll post the next chapter sometime either tonight or tomorrow.