I wish I'd never been born

A Harry Potter story

After Fourth Year Voldemort is back and Harry is blaming himself for the death of Cedric and all the pain Voldemort will bring on the world. He calls on magic to make it so he had never been born.

Harry fell to sleep in the second bedroom of his abusive relative's home. He had been obsessing over the death of his friend and rebirth of the Dark Lord all day. He began to dream as an angel came to him.

"Harry, It's time for you to see what the world would be with out you."

Harry was transported to Hogwarts to see the sorting of his first year. Less than half the kids were there, and the sea of Red heads usually at the Gryffindor table were not there at all. He looked at the children to be sorted no Hermione, Ron, Neville and other faces.

Harry turned to the angel. "Where is everyone?"

The angel spoke reverently. "Hermione and her parents were killed when she was four. She summoned a book from the top of a bookcase in her home. The Aurors were dispatched instantly. They hung Mr. Granger on the wall and cut off his eyelids forcing him to watch as they first raped his wife repeatedly. Then they slowly stripped all the skin off her and Hermione until they both died in agony. Only then did they kill Mr. Granger in the same manor. This is now standard treatment of all Muggle borns and half bloods.

Harry looked at the Head table. Snape was sitting in Dumbledore's Chair, Professor's McGonagall, Sprout, Flitwick were missing the people sitting in their chairs he didn't know. "What Happened to the Staff?"

The angel looked at Harry. "When they refused to follow Riddle they were hung on crosses in the middle of Hogsmead until their bodies rotted and fell away on there own."

Harry looked at the angel. "All this because I was never born? I thought if I were never born the world would be a better place."

The angel told the boy why. "With you never being born, there was no prophesy. Riddle never obsessed over it. He killed Dumbledore and took over the wizarding world. With out you so much more misery was brought upon the world. You my boy are a candle in the darkness. You will win in the end. Remember this is all Toms fault not yours. Now wake with our blessing."