Hermione pushed her food around her plate, she hated breakfast time, not only was she not a morning person she had to spend the whole twenty minutes trying to avoid looking at Draco Malfoy, he sat directly opposite her across the hall and she couldn't help but notice that every time she let her eyes wander they would ultimately land on him.

'You ok Mione?' Ron asked 'You seem even quieter than normal this morning'

'Yeah I'm fine, I just need to wake up a bit more' she said this with a sweet smile and that seemed to satisfy her friend. Truth was she wasn't fine; she hadn't been 'fine' for a good four years now.

For a few moments she let her gaze rest on Draco, slowly melting in to fantasy. Get over it Hermione, she mentally shook herself, its never going to happen.

This argument between herself and herself happened every morning hence why she hated mornings.

If there were a measure of how much of a morning person one was Draco would be off the scale. He despised them, every day he would wake up, groggy from a restless night come down to breakfast and be confronted with the reason he was so miserable.

Hermione Granger sat across the hall from him and he was completely flat out in love with her. He knew it, he had spent the past five years convincing himself that he wasn't but he had failed and was faced with the harsh truth.

Every morning he would steal glances at her hoping that this time she wouldn't look so beautiful and his heart would stop doing that funny jolty thing every time he saw her smile. This morning was no different, he watched her play with her food and talk to her friends.

He sighed if I could just have one day with her, just one day to hold her and tell her everything I've ever wanted to tell her… Frustrated he pushed his plate away and sat back in his chair.

Hermione glanced at Draco, I wonder what it would be like to have just one day to be with him she thought wistfully, just one day and then maybe I could move on… Hermione shook her head sadly and turned to look at Professor Dumbledoor who was awaiting the attention of the students.

'Good morning young witches and wizards.' Dumbledoor greeted loudly, 'As some of you may have noticed we have a visitor with us this morning'. He turned to a short young man with glasses and a notebook who rose out of his chair and gave the students a nod and quickly sat back down again.

'Mr Sweeny is a psychologist and he is interested in doing some research at this school, none of you are obliged to participate but you would be giving a great contribution to the world of our minds.'

Mr Sweeny stood up again and replaced Dumbledoor who had retired to his chair.

'Hello everyone, as the professor said I'm Mr Sweeny and I would like all of you to join me in an experiment, I will inform you of the procedure and what you will be doing and if you do not want to take part please feel free to leave and take your school day as normal.' He glanced nervously at the teachers and continued, 'If you accept the terms and conditions in fifteen minutes you will transported in to a metaphysical world, whatever you do today, there will be no repercussions, this means that whatever you do today will have no effect on what happens to you tomorrow, there will be no consequences for your actions because at the end of the experiment you will all have your memories wiped clean of the events of the day. I will tell you now what I am looking for but when you enter the world you will not know of this. This experiment is to measure exactly what we will do when there are absolutely no consequences, would we be braver because we know that there will be no harm in going wrong? Will we tell our enemies exactly what we think of them because they will not remember it the next day? Will we throw ourselves off the top of the castle because we know in the morning we will not have a scratch? Before anyone decides, are there any questions?'

The students murmured among themselves but no one raised their hand.

'Is there anybody in this room that would like to be excluded from the experiment?' He asked after a few moments, 'No? In that case I would like to thank you all now as tomorrow you will have no memories of my being here. In one minute I will disappear and your actions from then onwards will be reversed once the 24 hours are up, at this time you will be transported back to your current seat and the day will continue as normal, none of you will have any memories of what has happened so there really will be no consequences. Thank you again and disperriarmas! '

The psychologist spun around and disappeared in to a wall.

The Hogwarts students all looked around in bemusement, everything was the same apart from every thing had a very slight rose tint to it.

Dumbledoor rose to speak, 'As this day is a sort of extra day, lessons will be cancelled and you are free to go anywhere and do anything as Mr Sweeny said there will be no consequences.'

'This is fucking AMAZING' Blaise said excitedly, punching Draco in the arm, 'we can do anything we like, jump off cliffs, kill a house elf. Anything we've ever wanted to do but couldn't because of what would happen to us later.'

Draco just gave a small smile and nodded.

'Mate for today we are GODS, immortal, nothing matters, we can do anything anything. Like blow up the potions labs, ooh we could go in the forbidden forest, snog a teacher, fuck a griffindor. The possibilities are endless my friend' Blaise ignored the thoughtful look on Draco's face and leaped up to carry out some of the tasks on his to do list.

Fuck a griffindor. Draco looked over at Hermione, she was listening to a rather excited looking Ron who he assumed was spouting the same ideas as Blaise had done.

There were no consequences, he could ask her out and if she said no then it would all be forgotten the next day, he could confess his love for her and word would never reach his father, he could walk over there and kiss her and he wouldn't even have the shame of being smacked in the balls for very long. So why couldn't he move?

Hermione was doing a very good job of zoning Ron out she had come to the conclusion that he had nothing more of sense to say when he suggested tying all of Hogwart's owls together and trying to fly away. She knew this was her chance, her one chance to tell him she wanted to be with him and not have him mock her for the rest of her life for it, she just wanted it out of her system, wanted to say she loved him at least once even if she wouldn't ever know of it. She took a deep breath, she could do this.

She glanced over at him and all the courage she had mustered up had fallen away and she was left with butterflies in her stomach that were going so wild she started to wonder what exactly she had done to piss them off so badly. She looked away and smiled sadly to herself, maybe later she thought and left the hall.

A/N: So, believe it or not I don't actually own the Harry Potter books so don't sue me please. Also review please please please please please just in case anyone did read this and wants me to continue.