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Note: Haha, hmm as promised, this was just pranks and stuff, I thought it would be amusing

Summary: Time Travel. Hermione and Ginny travel to Tom Riddle's Era and then to the Marauder's Era. They were determined, but when they found themselves with MWPP, they ran into some very unexpected people. Also from their time. However, they were on the opposite sides. What happens when two young girls and two young death eaters from the future are in a same era, both sharing the same secret? Why, chaos ensues of course. Pairings: DM/HG BZ/GW

Well, I finally updated and am looking forward to REVIEWS.. (P.S. thats a hint that you should REVIEW lol)

So Chaos Ensues

Last Time: Thinking of that, the only other thought in Hermione's mind was that hopefully it had went just as well with Ginny. For she knew that Riddle would have less of a conscious and it'd be harder to restrain the complete blast.

Ginny ran. She had no idea where she was going but she ran, perhaps deeper into the forest rather than out of it. But part of her was grateful for the vast land that the forest contained-- it meant that she would face Riddle later.

Sure, she was confident when she planned this with Hermione but she really wouldn't know how to face the younger Voldemort one on one. She was more than anxious that he might find out the real truth and their mission would be screwed over by her.

Why didn't I just let Mi handle this? she thought, mentally slapping herself, while bitterly thinking, Too late now.

She wasn't as strong as Hermione and she was already losing the battle to constrain her memories-- it was a good thing they took out important parts and left them in a pensieve yesterday, but that didn't mean she didn't know the truth.

They modified their own memories a bit, changing names where they saw fit, changing the way Hogwarts look so it wasn't recognizable, but it was fruitless if the pain was the same.


"HARRY!" she heard herself scream, before tripping. Scrambling to get up, she felt a spell hit her in the back and she was blasted backwards.

She barely had time to get up before she was faced to face with a figure in a hooded cloak, laughing maniacally.

"Let's see how Porter likes his little girlfriend being tortured. Crucio!" The pain was excruciating, but she refused to scream, biting her lip until she felt blood. She saw the figure being blasted away and a blurred image of Ron before she recalled another memory.

She was running through the forest, her lungs were screaming for her to stop but she blindly ran, wanting to get out of the trees and apparate. The edge of the forest was visible and she ran faster, only to stumble upon a whole group of them.

"GINNY RUN!," She instantly recognized the voice as Charlie's and didn't doubt his judgement for a second and ran even faster. She saw red and green lights fly past her, barely missing and squeaked.

Then she felt herself being pushed and heard Charlie's voice saying, "appara--" before he was hit in the back with a jet of green light. Screaming, she grabbed his arm and concentrated before she felt the familiar pull of apparition. It was blurry again and she saw herself with the DA during one of the first battles.

She saw a bunch of them--all of whom they knew and were their age and she pushed away the nagging voice that told her she was going to have to kill. The word was mocking her and she refused to think on it.

"So Red," a voice she recognized said and she turned to see one of her previous friends, tears making their way down her cheek.

"No," she choked out, "you don't have to do this, I know there's good in you!"

She held hope when the person's expression slipped for a moment, but then he closed his eyes and muttered so softly that she almost didn't hear, but the thing was-- she did hear and that single word caused her so much more pain than the cruciatus.

"Sorry," the word made her break down and she barely caught the next words, "I won't kill you, I promise."

Closing her eyes, she concentrated and nonverbally cast a stunning spell. Not trusting herself to not do anything rash, she walked away before she did something that would put them in danger.

Ginny shook herself out of her memories as she tripped against a rock, and sat there on the forest floor, hugging herself and crying silently. She didn't see the shocked, thoughtful grey eyes that were looking beyond her.

If she did, she would have noticed that Tom Riddle had a trace of regret in his eyes. And if she did, she would've known that there was hope yet if he chose to second think the path he chose, but-- she didn't see all of that.


When her tears had subsided, there was just no more to cry, her eyes were sore and she was still staring off in a daze. She glanced up, noting that she was in a clearing, and was truly surprised to see Riddle leaning against a tree, carefully watching her.

Seeing that she noticed his presence, he appeared slightly awkward, before hiding it. He's new to this Ginny thought a bit amused, she had completely forgotten about their mission in the midst of her breakdown.

Having cried her throat sore, she didn't trust herself to speak and swallowed a bit before opening her mouth to talk.

"What.. are..are you doing.. here?" She managed to get out and was surprised to see how dead her voice was, no trace of coldness, dislike, anger, or anything, just..dead. He seemed slightly taken aback as well.

When he didn't answer and just continued to watch her carefully, she felt herself getting irritated. She was frustrated with the war, she was angry at Riddle knowing that he would be the cause of it, and when he just stood there, she burst.

"I'm sure you're just happy," she sneered in a irritated, but still flat tone. He seemed to expect this and just sent her a look. The lack of response just annoyed her even more and she wanted to pull at her hair.

"You finally managed to get your research," she spat out harshly, her voice slightly raising as the anger took over, "Go on! Rub it in my face about how you always win or something!"

Still no response, though he raised his brows just a bit and continued to let her vent-- she didn't think of this of course for she was too busy getting riled up. Finally having enough, she bent down, even though she didn't remember standing up, and picked up a pebble.

Chucking it with all her might at the future Voldemort, he seemed..amused and that irked her furthermore.

"Say something will you!" She yelled in frustration, "There's got to be something you want to say after all that"

When he didn't say anything still she groaned and sat down on a boulder throwing a bigger pebble as she demanded, "Why are you still here then?!"

She was surprised when he raised a hand to catch it before it hit his face, but nonetheless, she picked up a rock this time and kept going-- it made her feel better.

Throwing it roughly, she snapped angrily, "Don't you have things to do?! Go away then if you're going to just silently laugh at me about.. i-it."

Ginny was surprised as her voice died down towards the end and she stumbled over her words, her voice cracking when she finally just sat down on the boulder again, feeling defeated.

There was a weird silence and Ginny glanced up to see if Riddle was still there and was taken aback when she saw him tossing the rock she threw, up and down in his hand while making his way over.


Having looked away, she felt his presence in front of her and refused to cower, demanding, "What do you want?" though it lacked the malice it should have contained.

Ginny was tired after the whole ordeal and it seemed Riddle was a bit surprised at her tone-- it was slightly defeated, as if accepting that she couldn't make him leave and sort of civil as if giving him a chance. It was only half acting and Ginny mentally sighed, this took a lot out of her, emotionally wise.

Realizing that he had yet to say anything, she crossed her arms, starting to get irritated again, huffed and demanded snottily, "Well?"

He didn't say anything but bent down and slowly laid the rock and pebbles next to her before crouching down and scanning her expression.

Opening his mouth, he said in a neutral tone, "I think you'll remember that I said to you and your sister, I'm sorry for your loss." With that he stood up and turned around to leave. Ginny was surprised at the tone, it was almost as if he half meant it.

The sincere tone he used when he first met them was too surreal, but this was as if he was completely new to it and did not know what to do, so it resulted in a neutral tone. She was making a note to tell Hermione when she heard his voice again.

"I do hope.." she looked up as his voice faltered, as if he was contemplating whether or not to say whatever it was that he was going to say, "that being able to vent.. would lessen the pain of your loss."

Though he said the words with his back turned, they gave Ginny a new hope as she watched him leave the clearing. Getting up, she thought dryly, I'm sure you know those words best, venting.. with rounds of crucio on your followers.

Shaking her head, Ginny left the forest to find Hermione, thinking that the older girl was probably a lot more successful.


Hermione's sobs had stopped and she was now just sore and in a trance before she realized she was clutching onto something. The something turned out to be Malfoy's cloak and she let go slowly, regaining some of her senses.

A bit sheepish, but more exhausted than this morning, Hermione got out of Malfoy's arms-- she mentally shuddered at how that sounded and there was a long period of comfortable silence as neither said anything.

Hearing voices shook Hermione out of her reverie as she realized that morning classes were over. Nonetheless, she still sat there for a bit before regaining her composure and made to get up.

Stumbling a bit, she almost flushed when she realized she had used Malfoy's shoulder to regain her balance. This broke the silent agreement of saying nothing to each other as she muttered an apology, looking up to see a half hearted smirk on his face.

Seeing that he had stood up as well, she stepped away from him and watched as he brushed off his cloak while contemplating what to say. I trust you won't tell anyone? she thought to herself, I'm trusting you to not tell anyone.

Hermione mentally sighed, having no idea what to say without making the situation weird. She inwardly cringed though when she just blurted out words.

"You won't tell anyone." It was a statement, not a question and not a threat. Hermione had to mentally slap herself for the words that poured out of her mouth.

He looked at her with an impassive expression with a raised eyebrow and she stumbled a bit thinking of what to say as she talked.

"T-That is to say um.. that..that I have uh enough f-faith to trust you to keep this to yourself," she concluded lamely and felt quite thick for the way she sounded. And to think she was good at impromptu lectures, this was a lot harder.

Malfoy looked a bit awkward and Hermione shuffled her feet a bit, not knowing what to do. However, when Riddle emerged from some trees, Hermione never thought she would be thinking that she was extremely relieved to see him.

She was very grateful for him showing up when he did, as it ended the uncomfortable silence. But those thoughts vanished when she suddenly remembered about Ginny.

"Where's Gin?" she asked trying to sound calm, but couldn't help some of the panic in her voice. Did he find out anything? What if he did and did something to Ginny? Then if he did, he must about me too!

All of the questions were running through her head beneath her neutral expression and she saw Riddle raise both his brows at her from where he stood which was next to Malfoy. In other words, he was now quite near her-- to an extent.

This gave her no comfort and Hermione exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she was holding when she saw Ginny walk out slowly from wherever she was. Feeling her aura, Hermione knew right away that it had gone well.


The two of them stood a bit awkwardly facing the Slytherins who looked relaxed and bored. Having acted like nothing happened, it seemed, they were both wearing slight smirks, though Malfoy didn't bother to restrain it.

Taking a breathe, Hermione looked at him and said, "I..uh thank..you."

He looked like he didn't expect it when a look of surprise passed his features before it was expertly hidden and he gave a nod .. and a smirk. Hermione saw from the corner of her eyes that Ginny nodded at Riddle as if acknowledging him and seconding Hermione's statement.

Seeing Riddle's brief nod in return, Hermione and Ginny walked a way, hiding the awkward feeling they shared as they felt the two looking at them.

When they were far enough away, they took a few breathes and for the first time since they arrived in the era, they felt triumphant and more than hopeful.


A/N: So.. what do you think? haha please review and give me feedback, suggestions, advice, etc. XD But yeah, I don't know when I'll be updating, seeing as spring break is over and I'll be busy with school, but I hope you enjoyed! ^_^