I will say for this chapter and all others following that I do not own any part of Harry Potter. I am merely writing for my own amusement vs. monetary gain.

I haven't written anything in a long time and I know there will be a lot of grammar problems and issues with plot. Please be honest in reviews but don't flame just to be cruel.

Summary: Harry Potter is dead. Hermione makes it her mission to change the past completely and to undo the biggest mistake she ever made, giving up on her love for Harry. Not typical time travel just tweaking…

Harry Potter is dead. No, not by Voldemort. Harry took care of him many years ago. Harry Potter was killed in a car accident while taking a lazy drive to town. His wife Ginny, best friend Ron and many others are all devastated and confused. Why was he out driving? If he wanted to go somewhere, why not just wave his wand and be there instantly?

Hermione knew and she was destroyed at the thought of it. Harry only drives when he wants to get away from everything. It had him constantly moving and far away from most of the magical world. Ever since his conquering of Voldemort, Harry just couldn't find a quiet moment to himself. Ginny was always out shopping or going out on dates (with her "girlfriends") and leaving Harry to the kids. Ron only visited to drag Harry into a game of chess/quiditch or was dropping his own kids off. He so rarely got moments to just sit back and breathe.

She attended the services like a good member of the golden trio but her heart just wasn't in it. Hermione wanted to scream at all of the people that had the nerve to act like they knew her pain or that they had any idea what was going through her mind. The entire week following was nothing but a blur of hugs, apologies and flowers conjured minutes before coming in.

O' and Ginny played the perfect little distraught wife. She cried almost on command and lamented on all the things Harry loved. Hermione wanted to be sick. Ginny couldn't even get her own children's names right, let alone recall that Harry's patronus was a stag not a deer-thing. With this in mind, Hermione could practically see Ginny swimming in the vaults Harry owned. He did limit her spending as best as he could but now there was nothing stopping her. Ginny was quick to make the most out of her new found freedom and pity she received as the distressed widow of Harry. Hermione would later discover that not two days after his burial Ginny had purchased a new house because she couldn't bear to live in the old one "that reminded her so much of Harry" (only thing was it cost upwards of 6x what they had paid for their old house). Many years later, she also came to discover the many men that Ginny frequented with in a personal sense had been around even when she was married.

"I wish that we could just go back and stop this. I mean as wizards it seems like something so simple"

Hermione's head snapped up at that. Go back in time…

No one knew what happened to make Hermione disappear like she did but everyone acted as though they understood. What they didn't know was that they would never see her again. Ron would try for years to contact his wife before he had found some pretty fan girl to warm his bed as a more desirable option.

Go back in time. Go back in time. Over and over the words spun in her head and were opening many doors of possibility on every pass. I could go back and change everything.

That is where her work began. She did all she could to obtain books on time travel and even began to steal most of them. When I go back none of this will matter anyways. She fixed up a little place that Harry had got her after school for her intended work but Ron would not let her do. She put up every ward that she knew and every new one she came across in her studies. She was determined to be left to her work.

Hermione had figured out the secret. She had spent many years trying to figure out how to send her back but it had seemed like a fruitless search. Nothing went back far enough and most cost that which she no longer had. Hermione began to look at things from another angle when she noticed a small mouse had somehow slipped into her sanctuary.

I don't have to go back. I just need to alter a few small details and everything will be fine.

She didn't actually know what the possible repercussions would be but she knew she had to try. Harry was the only one that mattered anymore. She had long ago admitted that she loved him more than anything but she could never tell him. He always had so much already weighing him down and a small part of her didn't think she could handle the rejection. So she had waited for a time they could be together and watched as he fell into another's arms.

Hermione decided what to alter and steeled her resolve. You can do this. You have to.

She had found the answer in a very old and dark book that had taken 2 months of hard work to get open. She had completed the runes this morning and knew that she had to act quickly. She poured her entire magical core into the archaic circle and began to search through the chaos of time for the proper moment. Once she had accomplished her task, she smiled as the world she knew dissolved alongside her. I love you Harry.

Dumbledore snatched the snippet of paper from the air and read it with apprehension. All in Hogwarts waited on bated breath for some sort of reaction. Dumbledore slowly smiled and turned towards a group that frowned at the implications.

"The fourth Triwizard Tournament Champion in Hermione Granger"

A/N

It was idea that hit me the other day and I am curious to see if anyone is interested in the idea. Please review so I know that at least someone else wants me to continue.