DISCLAIMER:

I DO NOT OWN THE WORLD OF HARRY POTTER/JK ROWLING. I DO NOT MAKE ANY MONEY OFF OF THIS OR ANY OTHER STORY I HAVE WRITTEN. I SIMPLY PLAY WITH THE CHARACTERS.

Summary:

Time Travel/Soul Mate Fic….Hermione is plagued with a prophetic dream and given ominous prophecies'. Will Lord Voldemort ever exist? Or will Hermione succeed in her quest to bring peace to wizarding Britain? Can love truly conquer all evil? Non Canon-Alternate Realities. I do not own Harry Potter or any of JK Rowling's worlds; I simply play with the characters.

Prologue: Tempus Temporis

"Hermione, please, I beg of you, don't leave me now!"

Hermione plagued with fear, betrayal, and heartbreak turned back to look at the faceless man kneeling on the ground. She looked down at the base of her robes as he clung to them. Clinging to them as if this were his last remaining life line; tears began to fall down her face.

She had never felt so many emotions before course through her veins. This monstrosity of a man, with whom she had unexpectedly fallen in love with not so long ago, had broken her heart and nearly shattered her soul.

She dropped to her knees and ran her fingers through his soft thick hair and pulled his face up to look at her by gently placing her fingers underneath his chin. Staring deeply into his dark brown eyes, searching desperately for the slightest indication of sincerity in his pleas of forgiveness.

Why could she not see his face? Deep brown eyes and hair was all that could be seen. "I don't understand." She mumbled under her breath at barely a whisper. "How could you? I love you." She brought her hands back away from him pulling her arms around her waist tightly. Unable to hold back her heart wrenching sobs any longer she let them release as if a dam had been shattered.

He reaches out for her and Hermione scrambles back onto her elbows quickly twisting to run away as fast as she can. As she's running, she's wiping away tears and snot from her runny nose, barely able to breathe, and desperately attempting to block out his cries of anguish as he screams out her name.

"Hermione! Please! Hermione, don't go, please come back to me!"

She runs as fast as she can, desperately attempting to get away from this unnamed man. She takes a chance to look back only to see he has crumbled on the ground, arm out stretched in her direction and his back moving fiercely up and down in an obvious state of despair. She glances back to watch as she runs and falls into a seemingly endless abyss. Hermione feels herself falling for what seems like an eternity until she finds the bottom of this endless pit. Smack! Everything goes black.

AN:

HELLO LOVELIES! Once again I come to fanfiction with yet another story. I hope everyone enjoy's my quick prologue. Not to worry the chapters will be a tad bit longer. I'm gonna shoot for bi-weekly updates. Mondays and Fridays, however no guarentees as life always seems to have a way to jump up and bite you on the tooshie. The story is Rated M for later chapters. To answer any questions about how I know that…Yes the later chapters are already written.

I promise to you the readers NOT to re-write this story after I've posted twenty chapters…that is so annoying. If I see this story does not have any interest…I probably will pull it off my page. So please remember to Follow, fav and review, the writers on this website, myself included, LOVE THAT SHAT! ITS WHAT WE LIVE FOR! ITS LIKE CRACK!

ANYWAYS! Enough rambling…so to the back story on the whole Tempus Temporis, the original JK Rowling story is ACTUALLY an ALTERNATE REALITY in my story. If you are not OK with that please stop reading now.

This is also a Hermione/Tom Riddle Jr pairing. Ron and Hermione is the WORST pairing in the history of the written word. Yes I said it you may smack me if you wish. A las that is my opinion and opinions are like butt holes everyone's got one. Anywho, this will be my only "AN" with the exceptions to disclaimers or Guest reviews. Review or Private message me if you have any questions or concerns regarding the story.