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Monday, Week 1 Dungeons

"This year you will be assigned to someone from the other house as your Potion's partner. No complaints, or ten points from your house."

Harry groaned internally. How could Snape do this to them? He'd always disliked Harry, but taking it out on everybody else? That just shows how sick and sadistic Snape really was.

"First pair- Potter and Malfoy. Next- Granger and Parkinson." Harry groaned to himself again- he had to sit next to Malfoy all year? Why? Why are you doing this to me God? What did I do to deserve this?

Wednesday, Week 1, Dungeons

"Potter! Go get our friggin ingredients you ass hole. "Draco Malfoy spat into Harry's ear.

"Fine. What do we need" Draco spouted off a long and complicated list of ingredients and Harry stood and walked over to the other wall where all the ingredients were stored. When he got back to their table Draco grabbed a knife and slammed it down on the table.

"Chop, Potter."

"No, I don't want to. You chop, Malfoy"

"No, you."

"You"

"No,You"

"You"

"No,You"

"You"

"Oh this is really mature." Hermione turned around to face the two boys. "Here's another knife, Harry, You chop the roots, Draco, chop the leaves. It's as simple as that, so stop arguing." She turned around again but only after rolling her eyes and sighing exasperatedly.

"Stupid mud blood bitch."

"What did you say" Hermione turned around, and took the knife out of Harry's hand, pushing the pile of half chopped roots at Malfoy. "Chop, Malfoy"

Friday, Week 1, Dungeons

Harry walked into Potions on Friday and sat down next to Malfoy.

"Get me a stick, Potter."

"Get you a what"

"A stick, Y'know those things that come from trees? A stick! There in a pile over there."

Harry stood and retrieved the stick, slamming it down on the table as he sat down. "Anything else, your majesty"

"No that will be all. You are dismissed."

Harry was infuriated at Draco's statement. How dare he talk to me like that? How dare he?

Potter, I said you were dismissed, now get out of my sight"

Harry had ignored it the first time, but the second, something in him snapped, and he swung his fist at Malfoy, connecting with the bubbling cauldron, and spilling the contents all over both of the boys. Harry felt the world around him become nothing more than a swirling mass of colors, before hitting the cold stone of the dungeon floor.

Saturday, Week 1, Hospital wing

Draco opened his eyed only to see that the world hadn't focused itself yet. He decided to close his eyes and try to go back to sleep when Madame Pomfrey came in, brushing side the curtain.

"Well, Mr. Potter. You sure had a few of us a little worried for a while there. Your friends are waiting outside if you feel up to seeing them."

"Yeah sure, let them in."

She turned and left the room and a few minutes later the curtain was disturbed again by Ron and Hermione.

"Harry we're glad you're all right. That potion could have seriously hurt you."

"Yeah mate, Well, it could have hurt Malfoy too, but whatever. Who cares about him"

Draco was confused, why were Weasley here? He wondered why granger was here too, but he didn't mind her. She was hot- for a mud blood. And why were they calling him Harry?

FLASHBACK

Snape stood at the front of the classroom, writing something on the chalkboard. "This potion, commonly called the body mind soul potion, is usually used to give a person total control of their body and enhance their abilities. However, if it is used improperly, it can have severe complications, including removing a person's conscious mind from their body. If two people are affected at the same time, it can result in a sort of body switching occurrence. You don't want to know what will happen to the person who screws around with this potion. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

END FLASHBACK

"Hey 'Mione, Can you get me a mirror? I think My lip's swollen." He asked her, with as much politeness as he could manage.

"Yeah Harry. Just a minute." Hermione reached into her bag and pulled out a small compact mirror, which she handed to Draco.

"Thanks." He opened the compact, and held it in front of his face, and had to bite down hard on his tongue to keep from screaming.

The face in the mirror wasn't his. It was Harry Potter's.

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