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Prologue: To Those Left Behind

All that remained in the room was a faint tingling of magic and a letter sitting on a spindly table. The letter was open and the beginning was written in an elegant script...

August 15th, Year 8

To our friends & family,

If you're reading this, it means we have failed to do what we have set out to do. You might ask what we were trying to do, and out reply would have to be that we were trying to do the impossible. But I suppose we have to give a bit of background for that. All we ask as our final wishes is that you read this letter and try to keep an open mind.

...the handwriting changed to a decidedly male writing...

It all began the night Professor Dumbledore was murdered. For the first few days, I focused on the goal of ridding the world of Voldemort and his followers. It was what my parents would have wanted, it was what Sirius would have wanted, it was what Professor Dumbledore would have wanted. When I sat there, watching Bill & Fluer give their wedding vows, I realized I could never be like that. Too many people have been taken away from me. Too many people have died.

Yes, Hermione did always say I have a hero complex, but... I just can't put it to words. I love Ginny, more than I could ever say, but there was so much that could have been changed, so much that could have been done. It's a muggle saying that "Hindsight is always 20/20", and it started to plague me. That's probably when I had my first true thoughts on what we were trying.

After the wedding, as you know, the three of us went back to Hogwarts and started our plans with finding the horcrux and any spells that might help us rid the world of Voldemort. It wasn't until a month later when Fred and George were killed on the raid of Diagon Alley that I broached the subject with Ron. Try as we may to be discrete, it wasn't long until Hermione figured out that we weren't focused on the task we started with. She reluctantly agreed to help, though I think she always thought we were just nutters wanting to do this.

It wasn't until Ginny came back to Hogwarts for her 6th year that I realized how much I actually missed her. Leaving her at the Burrow for the summer was probably one of the worse decisions I ever made. Not to say she didn't make me pay for it. I believe Ron has the photographic proof in his trunk -- which, by the way, we left for safe keeping in vault 993. Just show the Goblins the back of this letter, it has our seal on it.

Back to the subject at hand, we didn't originally let Ginny in on our plans, we allowed her to do research on the 'Voldemort' aspects of our plans. Since she still had classes to attend, we only worked on Project Destiny when she was away. Then tragedy struck again, and this is when I believe Hermione really did start giving 110 to the Project. I'm sure you all remember it, the London Massacre. I suppose in a sort of ironic way, we all died in an attempt to see those who have passed on again, only instead of saving them this time around, we're all watching over everybody.

Ah, well, I'm going to let Hermione take over at this point, she'll be explaining Project Destiny to you, and continuing the story a bit.

...the handwriting went back to the elegant script that the beginning of the letter contained...

When I discovered what Ron and Harry were up to, I was a bit disturbed. But at the time it seemed like it was thier only way of dealing with their grief, so I decided to play along. It was a rather interesting idea as well, though I suppose since you are reading it, it is impossible. Though my calculations...

Moving along, Project Destiny. I suppose to summarize, we researched into the possibility of time travel. Not the normal means, time turners can only go back a few hours. The major flaw of them is that it leaves you with two copies of yourself which could end up bringing down the mantels of time. As I'm sure you're aware, a lot of future wizards have killed their past selves, though...I've always wondered how they knew about it. I suppose it's something I'll have to research in the beyond, providing it has a library. Our aim with Project Destiny was to create a ritualistic spell that would allow us to go back in time to the body of our younger selves without compromising time or our memories and knowledge.

It was quite a hard task, it took us nearly all year to figure out all the equations and blending them with the right runes and charms to get, what we had hoped to be, the final product. The only downside of the final product was that in order to stabilize the process, we would have to travel back in time to when Harry was 7, as he was going to be the initalizer of our ceremony. It was a bit young in our estimations, but we couldn't be choosey.

...the ink splotched and a different male hand writing appeared...

I'm sure by now you're cursing our stupidity. Harry was right though, I couldn't lose another family member. Project Destiny would have allowed me to save the Twins, and to save myself. I have a confession of sorts to make. I feel like I'm a coward, admitting to my faults after death. They weren't even suppose to work that day, but I was. I had stayed up all night, working out the location of the 5th horcrux and I sort of snapped on them when they came to fetch me for my shift. Hermione and Harry have told me numerous times that I couldn't have known. I'll never understand how Harry puts up with it, but I finally got a taste of what it was like to be him. To feel. I never wanted to feel again after that. I think that's why I agreed to the harebrained scheme. I mean bloody hell - time travel! But it had me thinking, if Harry was willing to do this, to risk everything for those he loves, then I would to. And in a way, I suppose I was selfish in that reasoning. It's amazing how retrospective you can get writing your own death letter. But at this point, we're not looking back.

Ginny jumped on board when she found our notes one afternoon, late June the year after. By that time we had discovered the location of the remaining horcrux and so we were a bit careless. After a sound grilling, she wouldn't let us do this on our own. I tried to talk her out of it, but you know her, she won't back down from anything anymore. It's my personal thought that she couldn't bare the thought of the three of us leaving without her, or rather, Harry leaving her again.

...and for the final time, the handwriting changed...

Project Destiny... I could hardly believe it when I read about it. Knowing you, mum, like I do, I know you'll think it's all a bunch of hogwash and that time travel is dangerous. The temptation is just overwhelming. The price of continuing without those we've lost was too great. Plus I could never leave Harry to do something like this alone.

I'm sure by now you're wondering why Luna and Neville aren't a part of this. I suppose the main reason is that they never figured out what we were doing, they mainly focused on the horcruxes, well, that and the LeStranges. I suppose the main thing was that we couldn't heal their deepest wounds. Luna's mother and Neville's parents would not be saved, and in the end, none of us had the heart to explain Project Destiny to them and deliver that blow. We're sorry you two, but I hope you understand.

It wasn't until later that Hermione figured out that the temporal field (I'm not sure either?) would not be stable enough to transport more than five of us. Then the question of choosing came into play, and we couldn't bare to separate them. They had just started to date. When they announced their engagement, none of us had regrets on that score.

Which leads us to today. We've destroyed all our research on this, so that nobody can attempt it again. If you are reading this, it went horribly wrong, so I don't think that will be an issue. We just wanted to explain ourselves, to ease our consciences, as well as possibly help yours. We know we've been terribly selfish in all this. The notes regarding Voldemort are also in the vault. Neville, Luna, it's your war now. It pains me to write it, we never meant to dump the war on your shoulders and we can only hope that this letter was destroyed due to the recreation of the time line.

There are some personal letters that are scheduled to be delivered tomorrow if we didn't make it, our last goodbyes.

Love,

Harry, Ginny

Ron, & Hermione

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Chapter 1 Preview: The Mysterious Mssrs H, R, H, & G

Destiny Incorperated, the newest business in the Wizarding World, was being discussed on the sly by everybody who was anybody. It wasn't the product which brought the company to anybodys attention, in fact, nobody was quite sure what Destiny Incorperated made or would be making. It was a topic of many a social gatherings the extraordinary level of secrecy around the products, which only made the imaginations of the gossiping socialites even wilder.