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Hermione woke up the next morning, hopeful that whatever had happened with her and Draco had worn off. She pulled the covers and ran over to the mirror. Shit. As with the previous morning she saw a stressed looking Draco Malfoy staring back at her. Then she remembered the dream she had last night. Learn to love your enemy before midnight on the final evening, fail to do so and you will remain as you are for the rest of your life. What does that mean? What final evening? Love what enemy?
The one thing that was certain was that she had a time limit to turn herself and Draco back or they would be stuck as each other forever. She'd talk to Draco and think of a plan. But first, she had the problem of the shower that Draco had requested. My life cannot get any worse!
Draco woke up as hopeful as Hermione. He ran over to the mirror in the corner of the room. Bugger. He, like Hermione, wondered what the dream he had had meant. But, my enemy is Potter… that's not gonna happen. He was dreading the shower that was forced by the rules. My life cannot possibly get any worse!
After breakfast Hermione and Draco met in the library as agreed. They swapped mail and, as agreed via owl at lunchtime the previous day, homework. It would have been suspicious if Draco suddenly went to the top of the class with full marks, while Hermione's full marks stopped completely.
"Draco, I need to tell you something." Draco looked up, interested. "I don't think there's going to be any spell or anything that can switch us back. I had a dream last night and it said..."
"Learn to love your enemy before midnight on the final evening, fail to do so and you will remain as you are for the rest of your life?" Draco guessed.
"Yes." She said.
"I had the same dream, I guess." He didn't want to admit that they had that kind of connection.
"It's got to be something to do with whatever's happened to us if we both dreamt it on the same night and it was on the same day that we changed." Hermione said logically. "But I can't think of what it means. The thing we need to know first is what the "final evening" is. At least then we'll know how long we've got until we have to "love our enemy"."
"Your guess is as good as mine." Said Draco. "I guess this is another time for you to spend all lunchtime and all night in here."
"Yes it is," Hermione sighed. She was beginning to get sick of spending so much time in the library for once.
Draco checked on Hermione just before going to bed to see how she was doing.
"I'm fine, I'm finding no reference to "the final evening" or anything remotely helpful." She sighed.
That night they both had the same dream again, this time it was a number.
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