A Night in the Life at Hogwarts

It was a day like any other in Gryffindor Tower. Everyone was gone to bed, except our heroes Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. They were debating over who had it tougher due to stereotyping - guys or girls. Both, oddly enough, sided with their own gender. "We're expected to behave as OBJECTS for you guys!" "We're just as objectified as you, thanks to blokes like that Arnold Schwarzenegger!" "Oh please."

Needless to say, they were not in a very agreeable mood. That is, until Hermione had an idea.

"Harry."

"Yes?"

"Why don't we put an end to this debate once and for all?"

"I refuse to agree to disagree."

"Well, good, because that's not what I had in mind."

"Huh?"

"Actually... I still have some of the Polyjuice Potion mixture left over from second year. We could swap places for a day and see who REALLY has it harder. Not on a day we have classes, mind you - I have rather high grades that I don't want you to ruin."

"How trusting of you."

She glared at him. "Well, what do you say? This has been such a bone of contention for you, after all."

"... Yeah, sure. Let's do it."

"When?"

"Tomorrow's Saturday - how quickly can you get the stuff?"

"Instantly, actually. I've had to keep it under all sorts of anti-detection charms - as well as my bed - for a few years now; you can probably guess what the Ministry would do if they found it outside school, or what the teachers would if they found it INside."

"Sounds like a plan."