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This is my first fem!Harry Potter fanfic attempt. I'm open to flames or criticisms and I do appreciate honesty :))) Please do enjoy and don't forget to comment ;))))

"Helena Run! Don't look back." Two women were currently on the run. Neither for a crime nor a stalker, well actually it's in between both. A group of evil wizards, Death Eaters, led by no other by the most evil wizard of time is chasing after them. Why you ask? Apparently, the Dark Lord aka Lord Voldemort wants the Girl-Who-Lived to be killed by his hands-erm- wand. Just as when Helena Potter decided to confront him, Hermione Granger stopped her. After a moment filled of arguments well, the Dark Lord kind of got ticked off and eventually found out of Helena's supposed 'betrayal' and started the second wave of the Wizarding World's Second War.

This time there is no reset, no take backs, no extra lives and no mercy. The Dark Lord and his followers assaulted Hogwarts and killed anyone in their way. They killed all those who dare even to cast the simplest of all spells on the Dark Lord. The result, of course, total annihilation because everywhere you'd look you'd see dead bodies, maimed wizards or witches or debris of stones from cracked walls or ceilings. What about Ron Weasley you say? Well he sort of wasn't aware that the ladies were out for a chat so he stayed along the hall to mourn for the death of his brother Fred. All of a sudden well… you get what's next.

The ladies who were on the run made it to the astronomy tower and Hermione made sure to have cast a locking spell on the doors. Helena slumps her back on one of the walls and brings her shaky hands close to her face as she stares into oblivion. Her best friend recovers her breath while removing something from her neck. A familiar object from when they were third years… the Time Turner.

Hermione slowly approaches Helena and gently nudges her from her state. "Helena I need you to listen really closely, this Time Turner was given to me by Dumbledore himself for a reason I don't know. He gave it to me on the summer of our 6th year. He also told me to use it in times of great necessities which in our case would be…now."

"Why didn't you tell me then? We could use it to turn back time and save-" Helena was cut off when Hermione grabs both of her shoulders with a tearful expression spelled on her face. "Helena, it's not 'we'… it's just you."

"I thought you said we were in this together?" Hermione stood from the ground and turned around wiping away the tears on her eyes. The forlorn expression she had before was replaced by determination and fierceness.

"I can buy you some time while you turn that. I'll distract them and lure them elsewhere. Helena, promise me that you'll save us all… to save Hogwarts and… Ron." Helena looked at her eyes and saw a glint of fear which she tried to cover up with her tough girl façade. She looked back on the time turner and started spinning it. Hermione said nothing, but when she heard footsteps she took a deep breath and removed the locking charm.

Helena's hands began to tremble as she unconsciously continued to spin the turner while looking at Hermione. A tear cascaded Hermione's left eye as she pointed her wand to Helena "Obliviate" suddenly the Girl-Who-Lived had been transported back in time. Hermione wiped a tear and apparated to where the Death Eaters were.

She had been aware of the consequences… but this was all for her… "I'm so sorry Helena… forgive me." And like how the third Peverell brother's story ended, she greeted death as if he was an old friend and went with him… though what she went through was far more unfriendly than how the original story was supposed to be…

Wizarding World Year 1945

It was yet again another boring day for Tom; he wished to see something more interesting. The ladies were starting to get more and more irritating each day though he still needed to play his good guy act. "Well it is already my last year here. Might as well hold it in and wait until graduation." The Head Boy was on a night patrol until a fateful encounter with our heroine…

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"Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here?" Helena thought as she groggily awoke on a soft mattress covered in white linen. "Oh you really shouldn't force yourself to move." Madame Pomfey gestured her to lie back on her bed. "Um, if you don't mind me asking this but, do you have an idea why I'm here?"

"Well Tom brought you in here last night. You were out cold with a lot of blood covered on your clothes dear. In fact, where did you get those bruises and blood in the first place?" Helena paused to think "That's strange… my mind is blank… I don't remember anything at all."

"I'm sorry miss; I don't really remember anything at all. I don't even know who I am or… where this place is…" Madame Pomfey looked at her with an astonished expression she immediately placed a tray of some sort on a coffee table and left the vicinity in a hurry while spilling out "I've got to tell Dumbledore!" Helena rubbed her temples and let out a tired sigh. She inspected her jacket's pocket and felt something in it… it was a letter. She opened it and read it…

Dear Helena,

First and foremost my name is Hermione Granger and I am-well- was your best friend. Why I used a past tense I'll explain later on in my letter. Your name is Helena Rose Evans, a witch and you're back in Hogwarts year 1945. Why you ended up during this era was because of Dumbledore's sorcery on a certain magical object; the Time Turner. The Time turner allows the user to go back in time but of course with considerable consequences. Going back, Dumbledore sort of enchanted the Turner so each turn would be equivalent to more than an hour.

I'm not entirely sure how long the jump would be though one thing is for sure, no matter how long you'd turn that turner you would've ended up in year 1945. That was what Dumbledore explained… it's kind of complicated to tell so I'll just summarize it. You're basically a time traveler from the year 1998 that time traveled back in year 1945 for a reason I'm not entirely aware of. For precautionary measures I had to obliviate your memories to avoid paradoxes.

Perhaps by the time you've read this letter I would've already died… One more thing Helena…

Be sure to live your life happily in that era and… oh there's so many more I'd like to say but so little time… Farewell and live on Helena

Love your best friend,

Hermione Granger

For some odd reason she couldn't fathom, a tear fell from both of her eyes as she finished reading the letter and the name sounded so familiar yet mentioning it would make her heart wrench. She guessed that it must've been because of the cause why she was in this era from the very beginning. Her moment was soon cut off when the doors opened. She saw an old man with a long beard along with the nurse and some mysterious handsome guy in robes with a green and silver tie. "Tom is this the girl you've carried to the infirmary last night?" the old man with white beard asked.

"Yes professor Dumbledore. I'm sure this was the girl." The boy, she presumed to be named 'Tom,' said to the old man whose name was 'Dumbledore.' "I see tell me girl do you have memories from where you were and how you got here?" Helena slowly handed the letter she was reading to Dumbledore. "Ah so you are a time traveler. If you don't mind, do you have the time turner?" she brought her right hand behind the nape of her neck and didn't feel any sort of chain. Helena shook her head and proceeded to look at the mysterious boy beside the old man.

Tom in return stared at the strange lady in front of her. She had an unruly long raven black hair that reached her chest yet it seemed to fit her so perfectly well. Partnered with that, would be her green eyes which were what mesmerized Tom to her in the first place. She also has a petite frame and an innocent looking face. All-in-all, she was a beauty for Tom.

Dumbledore then broke their short 'moment' with an announcement "Tomorrow you will be sorted for the meantime, Tom would you mind if you'd look after her during this day?" Tom nodded in agreement then Dumbledore and Madame Pomfey, though reluctant, left the infirmary. Tom turned to the girl in front of him. He cleared his throat then straightened his posture "My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle; I'm currently at my seventh year in Hogwarts and a Head Boy in the House of Slytherin. It's a pleasure to meet you." He held out his right hand and she shaked it in return "My name is Helena Rose Evans, and I really don't have anything to tell you about me since I don't really recall anything. It's nice to meet you too by the way."

The girl really intrigued Tom, he felt that she had an inner 'snake' within her despite her current condition. He can feel that this school year wouldn't be entirely boring at all. He found his new play toy… Helena Evans… "Say erm…"

"Tom would be fine."

"Right um, Tom if you don't mind explaining everything to me. What is Hogwarts?"

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry or simply Hogwarts was founded by four great wizards and witches. They were named as Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helga Hufflepuff. In Hogwarts, all first year students are sorted to four rooms; Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Students sorted in Gryffindor usually are reckless and stubborn not to mention always having a hero complex fixed within them. In Slytherin, we're ambitious and sly so if you're one who has goals in life you want to reach no matter what it takes then you're welcomed in Slytherin. Ravenclaw students excel in academics and the most level-headed people if you'd ask me. Finally, students sorted in Hufflepuff are usually the loyal and hardworking ones."

Helena sat there gaping like a child but soon regained her composure except the glint of excitement remained in her eyes. "So… you're a wizard then?"

As if 'that' memory played before his eyes, Tom replied "Yes…"

"Can you prove it then?" she had the same look he had back when he first met Dumbledore… Tom looked at the coffee table beside her and it started to burn. She looked at it with complete astonishment and back to Tom "Wow! I never knew magic existed…" she placed her left hand an inch above the flame, soon it froze without her even saying anything. Tom was shocked "How could she have manage a wandless magic? And a freezing charm, that's already a N.E.W.T. level spell… this girl intrigues me to no end…"

" Say now that you know the four houses in Hogwarts, which do you expect to be sorted in?" Helena broke from her short trance like state and turned to face Tom "Well… I'm not exactly sure… though my heart tells me that I have something to do, to accomplish no matter what it takes… so I guess… Slytherin?" Tom grinned and thought "This school year wouldn't be so bad after all…"