1 Day…or 24 Hours

Summary: Not a lot can happen in one day, but more than you ever imagined can happen in twenty-four hours. If you were stuck with your worst enemy for one day, what would you do? One day can be short, or twenty-four times as long.

Chapter 1: Prologue

The Great Hall was filled with mirthful laughter the first day back at Hogwarts. Friends reunited; enemies glared. Three seventh years were sitting at the oaken Gryffindor table that were adorned with ornate foods and golden goblets filled right to the tops with pumpkin juice. They were enjoying themselves while talking about their past summer when Professor Dumbledore made his appearance at the Head Table. All conversation was halted and his raspy voice consumed the hall.

"It is a pleasure to see the many familiar faces of years past, and the new faces of the years to come. I welcome every one of you to what should be a wonderful year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is routine that I remind you that all of the third floor corridor is forbidden to all years, including the many curious seventh years," Dumbledore announced as he looked over at the Gryffindor table.

"I must also remind you that the Forbidden Forest is…well, forbidden as its name suggests. As a special treat to the seventh years, as it is their last year here at Hogwarts, they will be allowed to visit Hogsmeade whenever they desire during their free period or after dinner. We will be having our first seventh year trip to the village tomorrow. Any seventh years that wish to attend this trip to the village tomorrow please meet in the Entrance Hall at 10 A.M. Now, before I forget I would like to introduce this year's Head Boy and Head Girl. This year's Head Boy is Draco Malfoy," Dumbledore paused to allow the Slytherin table to erupt in cheers, "and this year's Head Girl is Hannah Abbott." The Hufflepuff table erupted in cheers as Hannah's face turned pink.

Meanwhile, over at the Gryffindor table, Hermione sat in shock. She was supposed to be Head Girl, not that Hufflepuff slut. How could he?! How could Dumbledore choose Hannah over her? She was beyond angry, she was enraged. Hannah had neither the grades nor the personality. But what if, what if Dumbledore had something else in store for her this year? What in the world was this old man planning?! Abruptly Hermione stood up from the table and addressed the boys.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning in the Entrance Hall then. Good night," she said softly and left the Great Hall. The boys gave her a sorrowful look and then returned to their Quidditch conversation. From across the hall, Draco Malfoy took a moment away from being congratulated and looked over at the Gryffindor table just to see the look of disappointment on Hermione's face. 'Ha. Mudblood got what she's always deserved. A wake-up call that she'll never be better than a pureblood,' Draco thought to himself as he shook hands with Professor Snape.

However, Draco was not the only one to notice this exchange. Dumbledore noticed the look on Hermione's face and her reaction to the announcement. 'Just as I wanted,' he thought to himself.

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'Maybe this is for the better. Maybe I didn't want all that responsibility. Ah crap, who am I kidding?! I wanted it! I still want it. But that's not going to happen, so I guess I'm just going to have to get over it. Come on Hermione. Pull yourself together. You're probably the alternate anyway. She'll just have to mess-up once or twice and the title's as good as mine. What am I thinking?! Sabotage?! I can't do that. I'm Hermione Granger. I can't do that. Not when Dumbledore thinks Hannah's earned it. Oh for Merlin's sake Hermione! Shut-up and go to sleep. You'll have a great time tomorrow in Hogsmeade. Now GO TO BED!'

Hermione did not fall asleep for another three hours.

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After hours of shopping at Hogsmeade, Harry glanced at his watch. It was 7:30 P.M. They were supposed to be meeting McGonagall at the Three Broomsticks in five minutes. He nudged Ron as they started walking out the door of Flourish and Blott's when they realized Hermione wasn't following them.

"C'mon Hermione!" Ron whined, "We're gonna be late! Again!"

"I'll meet you there boys. Go on ahead," Hermione said as she was in line waiting to pay for some books. The two reluctantly exited the shop and ran the rest of the way to the infamous pub.

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Pansy quickly glanced at her watch while they were paying for candy in the well-known candy store Honeyduke's. It was 7:32.

"C'mon you guys," she motioned toward Crabbe, Goyle, and Malfoy, "We're gonna be late for like the tenth time. I think the tenth time is a detention and there is no way I am scrubbing the potions room ever again. Ew!"

"This stupid woman in front of me is taking forever!" Draco complained and pointed to the quite large woman in front of him in line. "Go on ahead. I'll meet you there."

Pansy sighed and walked out the door of Honeyduke's sucking on a lollipop with Crabbe and Goyle following her. Draco sighed quite obviously as to get the woman's attention and started tapping his foot to show his annoyance.

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Little did either of them know, that they would not be meeting anyone at the Three Broomsticks.