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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 got a slight writer's block for "Don't Tell Me What I Am" so I decided to try a new story. Tell me what you think?

So Chaos Ensues

It was helpless. The war was lost. That much was obvious. Without Dumbledore, the Light did not have a leader. McGonagall tried her best, but it was hopeless. Yes, Harry made an outstanding military leader, but what good did it do if the Order was so small in number?

That was why Hermione and Ginny were hovering over a cauldron in the Room of Requirements. Harry and Ron were off finding horcruxes… the two had really become quite the dynamic duo. BUT, so had Ginny and Hermione. The quartet had divided into two pairs, however there were no couples as many would have predicted— the four had become two much like siblings.

The two girls—young women more like, were on a mission. A dangerous one at that. They were to travel back in time. And if that had not sounded crazy enough. Let me finish that. They were to travel back in time. To two eras. Tom Riddle's era in the 40's and the Marauder's Era in the 70's. It sounded outrageous, even to them, but then again, they had seen a lot of crazy things.

They were to travel to when Riddle was in his 6th year, after he had already opened the Chamber and to gain his admiration, respect, as well as discourage him from becoming Voldemort. Of course, it was obvious he was STILL going to become 'oh-so-mighty-Dark-Lord,' they knew that. And, that was precisely why they were also going to the 70's to weaken him.

Two weeks in the 40's, 5 months in the 70's… it seemed like a suicide mission, and it probably was too, it seemed impossible. But, they were determined.

The potion was to allow them to be able to go through a time portal. It would be like going to the other side of a mirror. That was why they were in the Room of Requirements. It was to serve as a portal.

"Are you ready, Gin? The potion seems just about done." Hermione asked quietly.

The mood was gloomy, and it really seemed as if all other hope was lost. As if this was the only thing left that they hadn't tried. Harry and Ron did not know the extent of their plan. If so, they would never had agreed. Even they, as thick as they were at times, knew the risks of time travel. They might never return.

So the guys only knew that they were doing all they could to help salvage the cause. They were too busy to become suspicious… and the girls supposed that it was for the better.

"Yes, are 'Mione?" Ginny said as she nodded numbly.

Pouring just enough of the potion into two flasks, Hermione nodded and the girls downed the potion in a gulp. It did not exactly taste bad, in fact, it was really tasteless. They did not FEEL any different either.

Confused, Ginny asked Hermione, "Did it work?"

"I'm not sure, Gin." Hermione replied, a slight frown on her face.

"Let's try opening the portal first." She said again, slightly doubtful now.

Ginny merely nodded and then her head snapped up immediately and looked directly behind Hermione. She pointed and the older girl turned as well.

To the normal eye, nothing would have seemed out of place, but there was now a small, hair thin layer there. It was completely transparent, and the other side looked exactly the same. However, both Hermione and Ginny sensed that their enclosure was now severely smaller and as sheer as the wall was, it had a magical aura to it that they both felt.

"Is that the portal?" Ginny asked softly.

Hermione nodded and said in a slightly nervous voice, "I'll go first then."

"No, you're not Mione." Ginny said firmly but quietly. "We're going at the same time."

Hermione sighed, she knew Ginny would be stubborn. But she was, for the first time, not 100 percent positive about the potion and knew that if it didn't work, one could easily be stuck in between time frames forever. Ginny knew this as well, most likely.

Neither wanted the other to make the sacrifice. On the count of three they both closed their eyes and ran towards the portal. They felt the impact slightly. Then came the pain. Ginny screamed. It was worse then the cruciatus curse. She felt like she was being turned inside out and sucked through a hole the size of a pin needle.

Hermione felt it as well. It was unbearable. She had never faced such agony. It seemed unending, although it was, in reality, only a few seconds. Hermione felt tears pricking at her eyes and she too released a scream. Then it was all over.

They landed on the floor, both breathing heavily and panting. Hermione and Ginny were still sore and did not feel as if they had the strength to get up from their knees. Hermione collapsed on the floor, feeling so soothed by the feel of coolness that calmed her sores. Ginny followed her.

As soon as it came, they felt better. Sure, still exhausted, Hermione looked around and saw that their cauldron was no where in sight. She smiled weakly, they had gotten through.

"What do we do now, Mione?" Ginny asked, relieved that it had worked.

"We find Dippet. We can't let anyone get suspicious. And I don't think Riddle will, he may be curious, but Dumbledore will suspect us. We cannot trust anyone in this era. Dumbledore will be back in a week, so we use this time to win over the other teachers and the gullible headmaster they have right now." Hermione said, not stopping as she mapped out the plan.

"Got it, Mione. And we leave without a trace, after scaring Dumbledore a bit," at the last bit, Ginny stopped and looked amused for a moment before turning serious again, "We should be able to stay, if we do some talking."

Chuckling dryly, they took off the knapsack they had on them and asked the room to keep it safe for them. Adjusting their clothes, they made sure they had their wands and other gadgets as they headed silently towards the Headmaster's office. It was exactly one hour after curfew, as they had planned.

No one should be out. And Dippet should not be asleep yet. Reaching the familiar gargoyle, they whispered a spell and it swung aside to reveal stairs. Climbing quietly, the reached the office door and knocked 2 solid knocks.

"Come in." They heard a voice call from inside.

They walked in carefully and Dippet looked up and eyed them. Standing in front of his desk, he observed them a bit before leaning back in his chair.

"How can I be of assistance?" He asked, attempting to sound professional.

Hermione glanced slightly to Ginny and she got the cue. The younger girl allowed her eyes to well up slightly, took a deep breath and closed her eyes, as if attempting not to cry.

"Headmaster… I-w-we re-really need to c-come here, s-sir…" she stuttered, doing the act perfectly.

Dippet softened his look and sat up slightly, curious. He motioned for them to continue, and Hermione took over as Ginny looked down as if unable to speak anymore.

She put a 'comforting hand' on Ginny's shoulder, before letting a look of sadness to pass her face as well.

"We…we… our parents…they…" Hermione paused here as if not knowing how to say. She nearly chuckled as Dippet try to look encouraging. However she pretended to buy it and continued.

"Grind..Grindlewald…mur-murdered them.." she choked out, "w-we need p-p-protection.. p-please sir…"

Then she made a show of squeezing her eyes tight to 'stop' crying, and promptly leaned onto Ginny's shoulder sobbing a bit before 'collecting' herself.

Ginny glanced at Dippet's face to see how their act played. It seemed to have worked beautifully as his eyes were now sorry and his face serious.

"There's no need to say anymore, I'm terribly sorry for your loss and Hogwarts will gladly welcome you." He said, sounding for once, like a good headmaster.

"No one your age should have to go through all of that, and it looks as if you two have been in quite a bit looking at the curse scars you have…" He said again, trailing off at the end and began muttering to himself.

"Well, I'll need your age and level of education so that I can arrange for you to be sorted." Dippet said, having Hermione become truly amused for the first time in a long while. It was amazing how he could suddenly become so authoritative, perhaps that was why he was headmaster.

"I'm 17, and I think it's safe to say I belong in the 7th year." Hermione said in a commanding sort of voice.

"And I'm 16, and I also belong in the 7th year." Ginny said simply.

Dippet frowned and wrinkled his forehead in thought. Finally, he open his mouth and spoke.

"Well, Miss…." He trailed off as he realized he didn't know their names.

"Gagner, I'm Mia and my sister is Jenny," Hermione interjected smoothly without hesitating.

"Ahh, French for win I presume? Well, Miss Gagner and Gagner, we have a slight problem. I don't think I can allow you to join the 7th year if you are only 16," he said gesturing Ginny.

At this, Ginny pursed her lips, "I can assure you sir, that I am perfectly capable of being in the 7th year."

"I'm sure you think that—"

"I can say it is true, sir." Hermione forced out sternly.

"How about this, if I cannot keep up, you can degrade me to the 6th year." Ginny said in a 'sweet' voice with authority lacing her tone. This man was getting on her nerves, but they could not afford to get in trouble.

"Well, Headmaster Dippet," Hermione suddenly said, sugary sweet, trying to contain her grin, "if you want, you can always test us."

Ginny ducked her head and looked at her lap to prevent Dippet from seeing her smirk. This was probably the most fun they had in a long time, Hermione had sure gotten deceiving, she thought to herself.

"Well, Miss Gagner, if you could prove your ability, I will stand corrected," he said.

Ginny's lips twitched and she lifted her wand.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" She yelled exaggeratingly with a hint of amusement.

Hermione watched bemused as Dippet's eyebrows shot up into his hairline and smiled softly to herself.

As her silver horse pranced about the office, Dippet watched transfixed, as if completely amazed, he probably was, until Hermione cleared her throat. Snapping his head towards suddenly, he looked as if he forget they were there and cleared his own throat before speaking.

"I stand corrected," Dippet said, grabbing the sorting hat, "Well, let's get you sorted, shall we?"

They were sorted into Gryffindor, as they thought, and Dippet was summoning someone to lead them to the common room since they were 'new.' They waited and shot each other glances, until a knock was finally heard.

"Come in," Ginny heard Dippet call briefly. She lazily looked up and her eyes widened slightly as she saw who it was.

She notice Hermione stiffen slightly beside her as well, and both looked at Dippet as he introduced them.

"Ahh, Tom, there you are. We have two new students, both in your year. This is Mia and Jenny Gagner, of Gryffindor house. Can you show them their common room?" Dippet asked beamingly, and at Riddle's curt nod, he beamed again, to Ginny's annoyance.

They got up and followed Riddle silently down the hallways. Of course, they noticed right away that he was analyzing them so they purposely looked on in 'awe' at the portraits and ghosts… as if they had never seen anything so 'magical.'

He was suspicious, they weren't dumb, they knew Riddle's character, they studied it with Harry and Ron. He had questions and Ginny knew he was going to ask them soon.

"Well, since you are both in my year, it gives me great pleasure to welcome you to Hogwarts. I hope you will like it here just as well as…" he trailed off purposely, trying to get any information on where they had come from.

Hermione pretended to look offended and said coldly, "We were homeschooled, we were recently orphaned, I seriously doubt we will enjoy it here."

Ginny had to actually try to stifle laughter as her 'sister' adopted an expression as if she had said too much. This was what Riddle was looking for, they didn't buy his act for a second.

"Oh, I apologize, I did not know, I'm very sorry for your loss," he said with sympathy, if they didn't know him, they would have thought he was sincere.

As they reached the Fat Lady's portrait, Hermione and Ginny couldn't help but feel slightly accomplished. Knowing the fact that they were recently orphaned, they knew they had gotten his attention and caught his interest. This was going more smoothly than they had thought, perhaps they wouldn't need the entire two weeks.

A/N: Well, this was a new story for when I had a writer's block for "Don't Tell Me What I Am." What do you think? It's slightly more angst, but it was something I thought I'd try… feedback please? Review with any suggestions or comments XD