Hey everyone, this is my new Harry Potter story I hope you enjoy.

It's major AU!

I don't own anything except the character's I create.

Harry Potter=Emily Potter

Chapter 1: Plans

A single tear fell down Emily Potter's cheek. Her life had never been simple but after her third year at Hogwarts everything when spiraling down. At the end of third year Emily's godfather, Sirius Black and an old friend of her father's, Remus Lupin had been murdered by the traitor, Peter Pettigrew. Then at the end of fourth year, with the help of Pettigrew, Voldemort rose again and prepared to wage war on the rest of the world. Immediately after Voldemort's return Dumbledore explained to Emily that Voldemort had made seven horcruxes and that she was the seventh one. Unfortunately, shortly after Death Eaters attacked the school and Dumbledore was murdered by Snape, who had never really been on Dumbledore's side and Emily, Ron and Hermione were forced to search for the horcruxes on their own. They were doing well, but then at the end of the year they were forced to return to Hogwarts to fight in the final battle with fellow fifth year Neville Longbottom and fourth years Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood. They lost the battle, Neville, Ginny, Luna, McGonagall, Flitwick, all the Weasleys and Ron and Hermione all died and Voldemort won. But Emily had been prepared to lose. She had learned that Voldemort had learned a powerful spell that would merge two of the same people from different times into one and decided to send a few of his Death Eaters back in time to merge with their past selves earlier and win the war earlier. Voldemort however didn't know that by sending them back he was destroying the current timeline; but Emily did know. And that was why she had talked with Langnox, the Head Goblin at Gringgotts about sending her back in time to aid in the war. He agreed.

"Are you ready, Miss Potter?" Langnox asked.

"Yes." Emily answered determinately.

"You are aware that by going back in time that you are changing the future and that you will probably never be born." Emily swallowed.

"Yes."

"Then, may your vaults remain full."

"May your riches flow freely."

"Good luck, Miss Potter. I sincerely hope you succeed." Emily muttered her thanks and grabbed the portkey-time-travel-device that oddly resembled Hermione's animagus form, a tigress. As soon as her fingers wrapped around the figurine she vanished into a swirl and appeared face down on a tile floor with a wand pointed at her.