Hi everyone, this is a repost after i spotted several mistakes and was unable to correct them while the story was online,

Anyway this story is dedicated to my sisters without whom my creativity would not exist

i do not own Harry Potter, last time i checked he still belonged to the great J.

After the Great Battle Of Hogwarts, Harry, Ron and Hermione had decided to complete their last year at Hogwarts under the watchful eye of Headmistress McGonagall.

However during that year there were more than a few interruptions, Voldermort may have been killed that day at Hogwarts but all his supporters most certainly were not. Many believed that he would rise again as he had done before, due to this belief Harry was constantly in danger still from these threats, at the end of the year McGonagall called, Harry Ron and Hermione to the head office, giving them the password, "sherbet lemon".

"You wanted to see us Professor McGonagall?" Harry said as the three of them walked into the office. The office was exactly like Harry remembered it, it still had the feel of Dumbledore, his presence still existed in the room, Harry guessed that Headmistress McGonagall would not have it any other way.

"Yes Harry I did, it seems we have a situation, Kingsley shaklebolt contacted me a few hours ago and informed me that, several of Voldermort's followers had found a way for the dark lord to rise again, it seems that a few of his closest followers have found a way to go back in time, it seems that these people are under the impression that if they kill you In the past then their lord will return." by the time she had finished her voice was little more than a whisper, it was clear that she thought that what she had just explained was a very real possibility.

After being quiet for a few minutes, and thinking the situation over, Harry spoke "What can we do?" McGonagall looked Harry right in the face, "I am sorry to do this to you Harry, I know what the three of you have been through but it's the only way, you three along with a friend will have to go back and find this person and bring them back" Harry, Ron and Hermione had no idea what to say, "No" Harry said "I'll go by myself!".

Both Ron and Hermione turned at looked at Harry "Don't be stupid Harry of course we're coming with you" "Yeah mate you can't get ride of us that easily"

"No, I can't put you two in anymore danger, he's gone but there are still people who follow by example, I don't want to put you in any more danger than I already have" Harry said, as he turned towards McGonagall Hermione erupted,

"HARRY WHEN ARE YOU GONNA GET IT INTO YOUR THICK HEAD WE ARE NOT LEAVING YOU, WE LOVE YOU LIKE A BROTHER AND ALWAYS WILL, YOU ARE OUR FAMILY, AND WHAT DO FAMILIES DO??????" Hermione shouted "RON, WHAT DO FAMILIES DO??????" Ron turned towards Hermione and held his hands up "Errrrrrr stay together"

"YES RON, THEY STICK TOGETHER AND THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT WE ARE GOING TO DO, DO YOU HEAR ME HARRY POTTER!!!!" both Ron and Harry looked terrified, neither hearing Hermione explode like that before. Her face still looked angry, Harry didn't know what to say, he knew that he needed to settle Hermione, he also knew that the only way to do that would be to tell her that she and Ron could come, "Okay, okay Hermione, you can come, by the way, I love you too" Harry replied smirking at Hermione, Hermione turned red clearly she had said more than she had meant to In the spire of the moment.

"So when do we go?" Ron asked, "Immediately" replied McGonagall "As soon as your escort arrives"

So what do you think??

tell me by hitting that lovely little purple button, i'm going to pretty much be putting up a chapter a day, after they've been fixed of course.

I've got this friend. He says the human condition, the human nature, 'being human' - is to be cold and alone. Like someone lost in the woods. It's safe to say he's a 'glass-is-half-empty' kind of guy. And I see nature differently. I see the ancient machinery of the world. Elegant and ferocious, neither good nor bad, it's full of beautiful things, unspeakable things. The trick is to keep them hidden - until the right moment.