Hello! My name's Andrew, and I'm an amateur writer who happens to be a Potterhead. This is my first fanfiction so far, and I want to turn it into a series if it's successful. Please leave any constructive criticism in the review section, I'd love to hear your feedback!

Disclaimer: I don't own HP, everything belongs to J.K. Rowling.

"You may not be able to reverse time, but you can always go back," Rowena Ravenclaw, The Path To Wisdom

Chapter One

Albus Dumbledore walked across a street full of abandoned buildings and corpses which littered the floor. He wore ragged robes, and had a grim look upon his face as he walked on. It had been seven years. Seven years since Hogwarts had fallen. Seven years since Voldemort conquered Britain. They had tried, of course. Oh yes, they had tried.

The horcruxes had all been destroyed, with the exception of Voldemort himself. However, Dumbledore and Harry overlooked one, simple, fact: Voldemort could simply create more. Now with seven new horcruxes, Voldemort attacked Hogwarts in Harry's seventh year, and the battle had not been a success for the forces of the light.

Only half of the Order has survived the confrontation at Hogwarts, and most of the students also perished. Pompona Sprout, Severus Snape, Filius Flitwick, Rubeus Hagrid. Only a few people out of thousands who dared to stand in the way of the Dark Lord, dying in vain.

The survivors either joined the Order of the Phoenix, or they fled to the refuge of neighboring countries. Many new students joined, even some Slytherins, such as the Greengrass sisters. As Voldemort grew steadily to power, it seemed that his sights were set on not only conquering Britain, but the other countries as well. America was the first foreign country to fall. Asia and the Middle-East soon after, Voldemort's forces crushing anyone who fought against him.

Surprisingly, former Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald formed a reluctant alliance with the order, but after Oceania fell, so did Gellert's forces. After Africa, Voldemort had essentially conquered most of the magical population.

His next plan was to conquer the Muggles, but the Order fought back his reign of tyranny. It had been a lengthy battle of three years for the Order to admit defeat. Albus still remembered their last stand, ironically attacking Hogwarts as Voldemort had done before. Albus reminisced back.

Curses sailed through the air as the Order took down the wards, and were met with the first wave of Death Eaters. Harry, clutching his holly wand charged straight at Voldemort, sending advanced curses, charms and transfiguration. Albus smiled fondly.

He had trained Harry himself in Magic, teaching him the Mind Arts, Dueling, Runes and much more. No matter how much they tried, however, they always seemed to be on the losing side.

The Golden Trio had long fallen. Ron and Hermione had long been killed in the Battle of Hogwarts. They only had a few experienced duelers left, and the Order had started resorting to more and more desperate methods, in which one point the were about to employ muggle 'mercenaries' who used metal wands or something, but the idea was quickly shot down by Dumbledore.

Dumbledore held of a dozen death eaters from Harry, as he saw the other members die one by one. The Weasley twins were first, being hit by killing curses while dueling the three Lestrange's. Minerva McGonagall was hit by a cutting spell in vital organs, falling. More of the Order members were killed off slowly, and when Harry sailed through the air by a powerful exploding hex, unconscious, Dumbledore realized that the war was lost.

Picking up Harry and deflecting another curse, he shouted, "Retreat!". He looked around. Everyone was dead. Voldemort looked at him, chuckling darkly. "Your attempts have been futile, old codger,". The death eaters started to surround him, wands at the ready. Activating his portkey, he shouted back, "We'll stop you if it's the last thing we do!".

It had been two months since that. He had a plan now, to travel back in time, before this all started. Dumbledore stopped at a seemingly innocuous building. Casting a quick spell, he went into the building.

"Hello, Harry," Dumbledore said. He had long lost his cheery appearance and his signature twinkle. "It's ready, then?" Harry asked in apprehension. Dumbledore nodded. There was a risk of them dying, as this had been untested before, but the two jaded wizards didn't care. Everything that they cared for were now all dead. He held up two modified time turners.

"Now this will send us back to around the date you and your family are attacked," Dumbledore informed him. "I modified these myself,". Harry said, "Just in case we don't make this trip, I just wanted to tell you that it's been an honor fighting with you, Albus,". Dumbledore replied, "Likewise."

Harry replied, on an afterthought, "I think I'll get myself sorted into Slytherin this time. I can pick out the death eaters in the group, and likewise, also make some allies along the way. I remember the Greengrass siblings were helping us. Before they died, of course,".

"That is a good plan, Harry. This time I'll also try prevent the deaths of your parents, and also train you in more advanced magic," Dumbledore said. "And perhaps you may even get together with Greengrass,". "You-" Harry was cut off by Dumbledore. "I know you harbored some feelings for her,".

Harry said, "Alright, enough with this. Our mission is to go back in time and stop Voldemort first. We'll talk about the technicalities and details later,".

Not being able to argue with his reasoning, Dumbledore nodded. The two then put on the modified time-turners, and right before they went back, a deafening bang was heard outside the building. Shit, Harry thought. Grabbing his wand, he thundered out, with Dumbledore just on his tail. They had been discovered. "We forgot Vo- You-Know-Who's name has been tabooed."

Two death eaters stationed outside were quickly dispatched by a powerful blasting hex as Harry went to engage four more. Three others near them fought Dumbledore. Just when the two light wizards seemed to be getting the upper hand, a cold, callous voice suddenly stopped the duo in their tracks. "Well, if it isn't Dumb-as-a-door and little Potty," Lord Voldemort drawled.

Harry whipped his wand at Voldemort, right as he sent a cutting hex at the preoccupied Dumbledore. Dumbledore fell to the ground, wounded as scarlet blood spilled over the ground. "Activate the time turner! I'll hold him off!". Voldemort's face comically changed from glee to fear and rage as he connected the dots. "NO!" he thundered, but it was too late. Dumbledore was gone.

Harry smirked, before beginning a barrage of spells at Voldemort, as well as applying Legilimency on him. The tides of the battle quickly turned as Voldemort's superior experience in battle overtook Harry's surprise attack. Voldemort sent curses back and forth, and Harry could only dodge and block. Voldemort transfigured some rubble into sharp knives, and banished it to Harry. Harry fell to the ground, severely wounded, writhing in agony as his ochre blood drenched the ground.

Voldemort walked slowly to Harry, about to cast the killing curse on Harry. Harry smiled, and said, "Too late, Tom," as he disappeared, with Voldemort's killing curse singing the ground where Harry once was.

"NOOOOOOO!" His cry of rage echoed through the abandoned village. Many years and miles away from that very place, Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore arrived back to the fateful day, where the world would be changed forever.

Phew! Done! 1k words, not as much as I expected, but its ok I guess. Next chapter coming out soon! Please leave a review, whether it be good or constructive criticism, I'd love to hear it!

Checking out for the day,

Andrew