Summary: Hermione Granger is begging for death. Then Draco Malfoy saves her from a unfortunate fate. The duo go back to 1994 when Tom Riddle is in his last year of Hogwarts, in hopes of changing the future. What you never do is underestimate is an angry Tom Riddle. An angry Tom Riddle can get you killed. Unless the cards of fate play in your favor. Ignores part of DH/slightly AU. DM/HG/TM.

Authors Notes: This is my first fanficiton Tomione story. A bit of Dramione. This story starts out when the trio is captured by the snatchers and taken to Malfoy Manor. Rated T for sexual situations, and mild language.

Disclaimers: I do not own Harry Potter, duh.

Chapter 1: Cutting Time

Hermione Granger, brightest witch of her age. Now, she was captured against her will at the Malfoy Manor. She was quite faint after being crucio-ed so many times. She begged for death to steal her away.

"Tell me where you got it!" shouted Bellatrix LeStrange.

"It's a fake," Hermione pleaded.

"Draco, get me a knife," Bellatrix demanded.

"No," said Draco.

"Draco, be a good little boy and get me a knife," Bellatrix cackled.

"I have a better idea. Pass her over to me, and harm will come to her," Draco sneered.

Bellatrix passed the broken girl to him.

"Bring her back," she snapped.

He put the girl on her arm as he led her to his room.

She opened her eyes to an emerald green room, with a mahogany desk, and cherry bed frame with the Slytherin crest on the comforter. Typical Slytherin, she thought to herself. She felt herself being set down on the bed.

"Listen close, and listen well," said Draco.

"I'm listening," she moaned.

"Good, we only have two hours before Bella comes in. Trust me, it won't be pretty. But I have a plan."

"What's this plan?"
"You and I could run away."

"Where? Why would you want to run away with a mudblood like me?"

"I'd rather not do what my aunt thinks I'm doing to you."

"Trust me, I won't. But we won't run away anywhere, to 1944."

"Are you mad?"

"Compared to my Aunt, I'm quite sane."

"Thank you for your support."

"Do you want the war to continue? We have to stop it at the problem!"

"Oh and how do we do that!"
"We find Tom Riddle. You know the bloke who's you-know-who? Then we get close to him, then, either he commits' suicide, or we kill him."

"Great, I'm stuck in a manor full of lunatics!"

"Only two of us are sane. Me, and me mum. But wouldn't it be great; to change time for the better?"

"What if we ruin time and end up back where we are? Or the plan could back fire."

"Granger, Granger, Granger. This house is full of dark secrets. One of my many great grandfathers had a book on time travel."

"Go on."

"So, you study the spell. Then we go."

"Background information?"
"Easy, make your hair strait and dirty blond. You pick out the first and middle name."

"Jean Allison."

"Okay, Jean Allison Fierier."

"Fine and you?"

"Alexander or Xander Hemsworth."

"Your physical traits?"
"You, just think of how you want your hair, and that's about it. I'll do the same."

Hermione thought of her hair as she moved her wand around. Just slightly below her shoulders did she make her hair mostly blond with honey brown fleck's. She opened her eyes. Infront of her stood Draco, or Xander. His hair became a caramel brown color, with blond tints at the edges.

"I'm Xander Hemsworth," he said.

"Jean Fierier. Pleasure Mr. Hemsworth," she laughed.

"Look at the book on the desk."

She sat in the large leather seat and read over the book. Then she felt Malfoys, no, Xanders, kisses on her neck.

"Xander," she laughed.

"Too good for you?" he laughed back.
"I need you to stop. I need to study."

"Sorry, couldn't resist. Also, you're a half-blood. I'm pure-blood."

"Have a potion for that?"

"After you figure out the spell/"

Twenty minutes past and Hermione felt she could perform the spell.

"Remember, just concentrate. Don't think too hard," she said.

"Oh! Your potion!" Draco said. He left to a small dresser and pulled out a magenta liquid filled vial.

She drank the potion, and felt no different.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Ready," he said.

"Draco!" shouted Bellatrix.

"Do it right now Hermione!" Draco shouted.

"Convertam tempus nobis creare alternis mundi mutare futurum!" Hermione shouted. Than a white bang filled the room.

Authors Notes: So we get a bit of Dramione in this chapter.

Convertam tempus nobis creare alternis mundi mutare futurum- used Google translator- Turn back time for us to create an alternate world to change the future.

Obviously I'm not surprised by my Dramione inserting. Why? Let me know what you want or think will happen in the comments! Yes this chapter sucked, get over it. Criticism accepted. R&R please. (As a side note, Chapters 2 & 3 are going to be rewritten.)