Prologue

What if…there is always a 'what if'. What if you're best friend dies today? What if you fell for you're worst enemy? What if you're entire world fell apart before you're eyes in the time frame of just one short day…

It was Hermione's first year out of Hogwarts…or at least it would have been if Hogwarts was still standing. Voldemort had knocked it down and made it a school for the dark arts the year before. The world was in a terrible state. All muggles had been killed and purebloods now kept muggleborns as slaves. Harry had been killed fighting Voldemort but Ron and his family were in hiding as the rebellion.

Hermione was living in an all female 'mudblood squatter' on the edge of a large pureblood city full of mansions and castles. The squatter was made up of small, flimsy huts made of wood scraps, cardboard, aluminum siding and any debris the people living there could find and the whole area was surrounded by barbed wire. Hermione lived with a girl named Laura in a one roomed hut made of aluminum siding and cardboard. Laura had a three year old little girl who had been taken away to live with a magic foster family because she was half-magic.

The muggleborns were sent to serve a pureblood. This pureblood gave a description or asked for a specific muggleborn. Hermione was miserable in this new world in which she was a slave to the people she hated.