

Rewriting History, Chapter 1
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By Tiro
Author of 135 Stories 1. Chapter 12. Chapter 23. Chapter 34. Chapter 45. Chapter 56. Chapter 67. Chapter 78. Chapter 89. Chapter 910. Chapter 1011. Chapter 1112. Chapter 1213. Chapter 1314. Chapter 1415. UPDATE NOT CHAPTER16. Chapter 1517. Chapter 1618. Chapter 1719. Chapter 1820. Chapter 19
Rated: T - English - Family - Harry P. & Severus S. - Reviews: 793 - Updated: 05-30-11 - Published: 04-08-09 - id:4978734
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Rewriting History
Summary: Whenever Harry does something drastic, he always ends up in a bad situation. Time-travel-fic.
Pairing/s: None.
Warnings: Harry was never in love with Ginny (They were only very good friends), blood and violence at some part in the story. Harry a bit out-of-character. It follows pretty much the books, except for the Harry and Ginny-love, some minor details and the ending battle (lots of character-death there). Severus Snape's life-history is different. And this is a time-travel story. Did I get everything now? Probably not, but who cares? You'll find out soon enough.
Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter.
On with the show.
Chapter One
The war was over. The Light had won. Cheers, screams, tears. Everything was a blur for 17-year old Harry Potter. He could not even bring a smile to his lips when he saw the people's happy faces. He could not feel joy in his chest when all he wanted to do was curl up and cry.
They were dead. Ron and Hermione… dead, gone. Eternal young and forever remembered as two youngsters in love who fought for the right thing. Fought for the right thing, died too early. If he had only been quicker…
The right thing… Harry could not really bring himself to feel they died for the right thing. They said they would die for him. Idiotic. They died in vain. Just like so many others. Names and faces went past his face but three of them kept haunting him.
Ron, smiling widely. Ron's hand coming to rest on his shoulder always calmed him down.
Hermione, scolding gently. Her hugs were the best, just as long as Molly Weasley did not find that out.
Severus Snape, empty eyes. White hand clutching his own, blood dribbling out from the man's mouth. Never want to see that again.
His old potions professor haunted him the most. Harry could not think for one minute before his thoughts returned to the man. What had made him that way? What had made him so strange and impossible to deal with?
The teen, now man, got out from the Great Hall and walked through the empty corridors. The portraits were celebrating as well, but he paid no attention to them. He let his feet carry him and only stopped as he realized he had gone up to the Astronomy Tower. He hugged himself as he stepped into the now chilly room. He looked over the grounds, eyes sad and downcast. Now without the noise, the only thing he could think of was all the people who had died.
Fred and Ron; the Weasleys would be devastated. Hermione, the only child in her family. Who would tell her parents? Would they ever know their daughter died? Cho, poor Cho; she had been a role-model to many other students and now the young woman had died. Remus and Tonks… their child now left alone in the world, just as Harry had been.
