Ron screamed when he saw it. The worst thing that could possibly happen. His Hermione, his love, she'd fell down, struck by Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Killed by Bellatrix Lestrange"

That's what it'd say in books later on, on her graveyard, people'd talk.

A viscous laughter came from Bellatrix, "I've killed the mudblood witch! I've killed the Weasley's woman!"

Suddenly Ron was grabbed by Snape who dragged him along to Dumbledore's office. Harry was there, looking shaken.

"What are you doing?" Ron breathed, not able to talk. Tears formed in his eyes.

Dumbledore's portrait spoke up in a far away voice, as if they were away from the battle.

"When I was alive, Severus and I concocted a disguise potion that would work as a time turner and a mask of identity. I need you boys to take it now. The moment has come. I know you are suffering, I know it is hard and I know what happened to Miss Granger. It doesn't have to be like that. Take the potion and travel back in time."

Snape was rushing around Dumbledore's office, getting two beakers and filling the potion to the correct amount. "The year will be 1943. You are to stop Voldemort in his 5th school year. You must not reveal your true identity. Do not let your guard down. Take the potion and save the Wizarding World because Merlin knows I cannot," Severus said quickly, showing them a fatal wound he'd got.

"Take my memories," These were his last words and the pair acted quickly, taking them, putting them in the Pensieve, shrinking the Pensieve and wrapping it in a parcel which Ron pocketed.

Then, they knocked back the potion glasses, feeling the dark got liquid touch the back of their throats and morph it seemed.

Distorting the vision, in front of them, they had one last glance in the mirror, seeing their changed, now female bodies.

This is a short chapter, sorry. What happens when Ron and Harry are girls in 1943? Will they be able to save the Dark Lord. Stay tuned! Xxx