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Summary: In the beginning of year two, Dumbledore has had Draco and Ron switch houses, much to the Slytherin and Gryffindor's dismay. However, can three months be enough to unite the houses or will it only make matters worse?

"Watch it, mudblood." 13 year old Draco Malfoy sneered as he pushed past Hermione, Harry, and Ron. Her eyes narrowed at him and she silently wondered if he always woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She ducked her head down as Harry and Malfoy began their morning ritual of insulting each other while sighing softly. It was no secret that the Slytherins and Gryffindors were rivals for as long as anyone could remember. However, Malfoy always had it out for Hermione from the moment they'd laid eyes on each other.

"Do you want me to kick his arse, Hermione?" Ron said putting up his fists up.

"It's okay, Ron. You'll get suspended from school. Don't risk your education for someone like Malfoy." Hermione said as they took a seat at the Gryffindor table. By each set of eating utensils there were blank sheets of paper and Hermione picked up the one next to her plate and observed it. She looked at Harry with an inquisitive look and he shrugged.

"Good morning students and welcome to a new year at Hogwarts." Dumbledore said from the great table. "I see that some of you have noticed the blank sheets of paper sitting next of you. We are going to do something different for our first three months of school that will only involve the second years. "

"Will it involve sending all the mudbloods back to where they came from?" Malfoy asked loudly.

Dumbledore gave him a look that immediately shut him up. "That is enough, Mr. Malfoy. You have only furthered my decision in what is about to take place. I will now ask all the second years to turn over their paper."

They all did so, chatter beginning to fill the room. Hermione and Harry looked at theirs and frowned. The paper said Gryffindor, tried and true, never will the lions courage stray from you.

"Well, that's odd." Harry said, "Didn't we already get sorted last year?"

Hermione nodded and tilted her head at Ron, "Ron, what is it?"

He pushed his paper towards her, as he spoke the words "Gryffindor tried and true, but perhaps Slytherin was meant for you."

"THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!" Malfoy yelled as he stood up, he stormed towards the great table, "I demand to recount. Snape, do something about this or my father will not be pleased."

"Draco, go sit down, now." Snape said, eying the child. Draco sneered and stormed back to the Slytherin table, mumbling about how he would send an angry letter to his father.

Dumbledore chuckled as he moved back towards a podium, "As you some of you have noticed, you have been switched into different houses, more than likely with a house that you do not have the best relationship with. As a way to unite our school, the sorting hat and I have made a few changes that will hopefully last past these next three months. Will Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasely, Michael Corner, and Ernie Macmillan please step forward?"

As they did so, Dumbledore snapped his fingers and their robes changed. It was odd seeing Ron in a Slytherin robe and incredibly odd to see Draco in a Gryffindor robe. As the boys trudged to their new house table, Draco looked around to sit anywhere but next to Potter and the mudblood. Unfortunately, next to them was the only seat available. He gave an audible sigh of frustration and walked to where Ron had been sitting and slumped in the chair.

"Let's get one thing straight, scar face and mudblood. Just because I've changed houses doesn't mean we will be friends. Do I make myself clear?"

Harry and Hermione looked at one another again, "Well this is going to be sooo much fun."

"Dragons blood." Hermione said, giving the password to the Fat Lady to get into the common room. The Fat Lady tilted her head curiously at the new trio. She held her hand out as Draco started inside.

"And where do you think you're going young man? Slytherin house is that way." She said, pointing in the direction of the Slytherin house, which caused Draco to roll his eyes.

"Trust me, if I didn't have to be here, I wouldn't." Draco snapped.

The Fat Lady gasped and placed her hand on her chest in shock. "How dare you young man, I have the notion to alert Dumbledore of your trespassing. TRESPASSER! TRESPASSER!" She yelped.

"Shut the hell up!" Draco yelled back in return while covering his ears.

"TRESPASSER! SOMEONE HELP! ONE OF THOSE GHASTLY SNAKES IS TRYING TO BREAK IN!"

"It's okay, Fat Lady." Hermione said, "He is with us. We are doing an excersize you could say with the other houses. He is acting a substitute for Ronald."

The Fat Lady looked at her fondly and then creased her brows one more time. "And Dumbledore knows about this?"

Draco scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest, "You'd think that old bat would've told everyone including the portraits about this little stunt to prevent this from happening."

Fat Lady glared at Draco, "For your information, young man, I was kidding. I was performing a bit of a jest. Kids these days have no sense of humor. You may pass and may I suggest that in the future, you are a bit more respectful to your elders, it could cost your house some points, otherwise."

Draco walked in with his head held high, looking around the room, scrunching his nose up in disgust at the ugly colors that filled the room.

"Welcome to the Gryffindor common room, Draco." Harry said

"I'm sorry did I give you permission to use my first name? Only friends are permitted to do so and well, you are no friend of mine Potter." Draco sneered once more as he walked around the common room, looking at everything he saw with a new level of disgust.

"I think at this point, it is best if we all just went to bed. It's been a long day and I'm sure we are all tired." Hermione suggested, feeling stressed out by this new change. This was not something she'd been expecting upon returning to Hogwarts.

"That's the smartest thing I've ever heard you say, mudblood." Draco said with a mean smirk.

Hermione's eyes narrowed darkly at him as she clenched her fists at her side. One of these days she was going to punch the living daylights out of him and enjoy it immensely.

To be continued,

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