Preventing the Future

Chapter 1 - The End of Everything


Disclaimer: I do not own these characters in any way, shape, or form. However, I do claim credit for the majority of the storyline because (surprise surprise), it came from my imagination! But still, this is fanfiction so it doesn't belong to me and I'm not making any money from it.


Author's Note:

The rating is T because it has a lot about war and might get a bit graphic later on.

I'm sorry for abandoning my other story but I got a bit stuck and this came to me instead...I hope you enjoy it!


A few notes about the story:

1 - It is a bit AU in that it breaks from the original story at the end of The Goblet of Fire.

2 - Everyone believed Dumbledore and Harry when they said Voldemort is back.

3 - Ron and Hermione were never a couple - this doesn't really matter much right now but I'm not sure where I'm going to go with this so...yeah.

4 - People don't know who the Marauders are, just that they exist and are responsible for the excessive amount of pranking that goes on around the school.

5 - The 'First War' refers to the time before Voldemort tried to kill Harry and the 'Second War' to the time after Voldemort comes back. This story starts up at the end of the 'Second War', which lasted until the Trio was 18 (so, until a year after they would have finished Hogwarts).

6 - They know about the Horcruxes.


The magical world was given very little time to prepare before Voldemort and his Death Eaters began their attack on the wizarding world. The good people, headed by the Order of the Phoenix, fought for all the was right in the world, they represented the light. The Death Eaters represented the dark, the black side of magic.


And then they fell, the last lights in the world fell before the oncoming darkness. Those who had fought the longest and the bravest of them all, finally succumbed to the nothingness.

Fred, who despite the fact that he had lost his other half refused to give in to hate.

Molly, who had mourned more than anyone.

Draco, whose soul was once thought to be lost.

Nevill and Colin, who found the bravery no one thought they had.

Snape, who even though he had never been loved still stayed and fought.

Lupin, who defeated the monster within him only to die to the greatest monster of them all.

Ginny, one who stood by the love of her life until the end.

Ron, who was there from the beginning and never once faltered.

And Harry, who fought to the bitter end, who had lost more than anyone, who was cursed and blessed from the moment he was born. Harry, who sacrificed everything he had, even his life, in the hope that someone, anyone, would be able to stop the wave of evil from completely passing over the land. They all died.

Finally Hermione stood there, the last one standing after a war of 20 years. She looked at the thing which had rained down such destruction, and she looked at the death which now covered the world. And she knew that there was nothing she could do to help the poor, miserable souls who would inherit the wasteland. It was then that she lost all hope, all will, all bravery, all faith, everything. The last one to love and be loved became a shell. She lifted her chin, and looked the devil in his eyes as green light enveloped her.

Voldemort folded his wand between his hands as he surveyed the destruction around him. Finally, the world was his. The sky turned red and the ground black, a perfect wasteland for him to rule for eternity.


Please review, it helps with the whole motivation thing. I will try to update as often as possible but I am a university student and for those of you who were reading my other story, 'Finding Emrys' you will know from experience that that's not that often.