AN: Thank you for the reviews! MoonNightLover and FmaFan10 your comments were appreciated. But remember people that I can only make this story better if you tell me what I need to fix. Anything! Anything at all! I hope you like this chapter and hopefully they'll all come out this quickly…. happy reading.

The title of the chapter is after the song by Don McLean. I don't own the song (unfortunately), but I thought it was appropriate. To really understand the lyrics you have to understand the history of music- mainly the 1950's. The song is about the day Buddy Holly died, thus, 'the day the music died.'

Disclaimer: I own nothing. It's all JK Rowling's. And whenever I make a reference, it's whoever owns that too.

'Thoughts'

"Speech"

Oh, and while the king was looking down,

The jester stole his thorny crown.

The courtroom was adjourned;

No verdict was returned.

And while Lennon read a book of Marx,

The quartet practiced in the park,

And we sang dirges in the dark

The day the music died.

We were singing,

"Bye-bye, Miss American pie."

Drove my Chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

And singin', "This'll be the day that I die.

"This'll be the day that I die."

-Don McLean

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Previously:

"God dammit! Where is it? I could've sworn it was right here." Mumbled Maya as she searched for her trunk. It was only because she was in her own well warded home that she even considered using wandless magic. It was one of the few skills that she had honed with Harry. After quickly summoning her trunk she grabbed it and was ready to go. Mentally reviewing what needed to be done, Maya stepped out the door.

She was really going to do it; she was going to change the past.

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As Hermione quickly walked to the dry open field where she would start the ritual to send her back in time, she was thinking of all the things that needed to be done. There was so much she had to do and she didn't know where to start. Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, Maya reviewed her cover story. First she was going to change her appearance to look like James Potters' cousin. She would have wild dark brown hair that went to the middle of her back; almond shaped hazel eyes as well as the trademark Potter nose and would stand at 5'7". Her new name would be Maya Allison Taylor (it was one of her many aliases during the war). She would pretend to be James Potter's long lost cousin, and she couldn't mess up. There was no room for mistakes; everything had to be done perfectly.

'Yes, everything will go according to plan- it has to.'

After arriving in the clearing, Maya set down her trunk, scanned her surroundings and after deeming them safe, she took out her wand and a piece of paper. The paper was charmed so that only she and select members of the Order could read it. Each one of those members had received a dairy that only they could read. Maya had created a charm so people could write to each other, even through time. When Maya would write something in the past, the Order would be able to see what was written and respond in the future.

The only thing that was written on the parchment was addo mihi tergum per vicis sic ego ero validus ut rectus preteritus quod melior posterus, which was the incantation that would take a person through time. Maya had to repeat the spell three times and finally say the year she wanted to go to. If even one word was pronounced wrong, the results would be disastrous.

When she was finally ready to go, Maya took one last look at the charred clearing she was in. She wasn't going to miss the year 2002.

"Addo mihi tergum per vicis sic ego ero validus ut rectus preteritus quod melior

posterus."

"Addo mihi tergum per vicis sic ego ero validus ut rectus preteritus quod melior posterus."

"Addo mihi tergum per vicis sic ego ero validus ut rectus preteritus quod melior posterus 1977. So mote it be!"

Maya had already changed her appearance and felt her newly straight brown hair whipping about. The wind around her was whirling and there was a dull roar in her ears, but she still held onto her trunk. Each second she fought the mysterious wind, the harder it was for her to stay conscious and to keep hold of her belongings. Maya fought to open her eyes and saw something truly amazing: the passing of time. She saw everything that had ever happened in her life passing by, except in reverse order. Eventually the wind became too hard for her to fight, and Maya passed out.

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Albus Dumbledore sat in his office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry contemplating the war. It had been going on for three years now and he was ready for it to be over. While chewing a Smartie (a wonderful Muggle candy he just discovered), Mad Eye Moody floo'ed into his office.

"'Ello Alastor, what brings you here?" asked Dumbledore with that infernal twinkle in his eye.

"An attack on a Muggle village- just outside England. He's there, we need your help." Said Mad Eye giving Dumbledore a look that clearly said 'Don't you dare argue with me! Come now and ask questions later.'

As soon as the twinkle came, it was gone and a look of fierce determination was etched onto the old mans' face. "Lead the way." And with that they were gone.

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When Albus arrived in the village he immediately saw the damage that was done: houses were destroyed and some on fire. Trees were uprooted and used as either weapons or hiding places. Dead bodies littered the ground. It was a very long and dirty battle. When Albus and the rest of the Order showed up, many people were already dead. Almost immediately upon arriving, Albus saw a young woman, probably around 17 or 18 attempting to duel with a senior death eater. And by attempt, I mean that she was losing, and badly. The mysterious woman shot a curse at her attacker and ran. She sprinted to the nearest hiding place she could find, and while she was searching, she looked at Albus. To say he was shocked would be an understatement. That girl looked almost exactly like Alexia Potter! But it couldn't be her, Alexia Potter died almost twenty years ago during war with Grindlewald. As Albus saw another death eater approaching her, he sprung into action. The aging headmaster raced towards her and opened his mouth to speak when the girl beat him to it.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, fancy seeing you here." She said with an air of false politeness.

"You know me? Never mind. Do you trust me?"

"I know of you sir, and my parents trusted you."

"Good. Now take this," He said handing her a handkerchief, "it's a portkey. It should take you straight to my office at Hogwarts."

She took the portkey and was immediately whisked away.

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While waiting in the headmaster's office, Maya couldn't help but review what she was supposed to say. And while she was lost in thought, Maya didn't hear Dumbledore enter, so she continued to pace, staring at all of the magical instruments that he possessed. Dumbledore just watched on amused, but after a few moments he loudly cleared his throat. Maya turned and jumped at the sound.

"Hello dear. As you already know, I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And it is here we are at an impasse, you seem to know my name, but I do not know yours."

Maya suddenly found her shoes very interesting and choose not to say anything.

"Did I know you parents then? Why did they trust me?" Asked Dumbledore softly.

"Jon and Alexia Taylor." Muttered Maya, still looking at her feet.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that."

"Their names were Jon and Alexia Taylor."

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After saying who her 'parents' were, Maya had to use every ounce of self control she had to not laugh at the look on the headmaster's face. It was a true Kodak moment. And just because Maya had a twisted sense of humor, she decided to give him even more information

"And my name headmaster is Maya Allison Taylor sir." Maya seriously thought that Dumbledore was going to pass out when she saw that he was struggling to hide the shock in his eyes.

"Miss Taylor?"

"My parents told me to go and talk to you if anything ever happened to them. And now that they're- they're …" Maya started to cry as she trailed off, unable to complete the sentence.

"Lexi Potter is dead?" At this Maya visibly flinched. "I'm sorry Maya. But I have to ask, why did she leave? Why did she hide you? Why did she let everyone think she was dead?"

"I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. She never told me. The only thing she said was that I couldn't tell anyone who we really were- except for you headmaster. And I could only tell you if she was unable to." Replied Maya sadly.

"Do you have any siblings? Any place to stay? How old are you anyways?" he said after a pregnant pause.

"No to the first two, and I'm 17, 18 in September." Maya was not in fact 17. She was 21. Before she had arrived Maya took a permanent de-aging potion of her own creation.

Maya saw Albus writing something on a sheet of paper then hand the worn piece of parchment to Fawkes, his phoenix. Fawkes left in a shower of flames and the room was once again silent.

There was an awkward silence and Maya was just about to say something, but a voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Albus? Are you here?" A man of about forty stepped out of the fireplace. He had short black hair and mysterious green eyes.

"Jason, thank you or coming. And on such short notice too." Albus now directed his attention back to Maya. "Maya, this is Jason Potter, your uncle and new guardian."

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Addo mihi tergum per vicis sic ego ero validus ut rectus preteritus quod melior posterusmeans Bring me back through time so I will be able to correct the past and better the future in Latin. Thought you should know.

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