Save Our Souls

She had twenty-four hours to intercept one measly letter. As far as plans went, she'd been on more dangerous ones before. What Hermione didn't foresee was a thirteen year old tag-along crying over her first date, burning the Hog's Head to the ground, saving the obnoxious, ornery dark-haired boy with the disarming, crooked smile and missing her time-lock by thirty-five damn seconds.