This is inspired by the movie 'Freaky Friday'… with more magical aspects, of course. I also do not own HP, obviously.
Chapter One: The Girls – Boys will be Boys.
Albus Dumbledore had risen from his seat to say his usual greetings for the Hallowe'en Feast. There were hundreds of jack-o-lanterns high in the ceiling, and candles glowed giving Hermione an eerie feeling. The entire student body listened quietly, with a few of Slytherins complaining about not eating soon enough.
"…and let the feast begin!" Dumbledore clapped his long hands and soon enough, the gold plates and silver goblets were soon filled with many, many food.
"Looks like the house-elves got on extra work this year." said Ron, stuffing a turkey breast into his mouth. "Dee dis do goo!"
Hermione glared at him at his careless mention of 'house-elves' and picked up her utensils and neatly cut through her juicy steak.
"What do you think Fred and George are holding?" asked Ron, after swallowing a heavy amount of food.
Harry took a long drink from his goblet. "I dunno…looks like toffee."
Hermione eyed them suspiciously. Indeed, the twins were secretly huddled around, whispering excitedly, holding something Hermione couldn't see.
"If it's one of those vomiting things again…" Hermione said in a disapproved tone, taking a bite out of her salad. "Ron, we're the prefects, and we are responsible for –"
"I know, I know Hermione, give it a rest. It's Halloween!" Ron said, taking three more drumsticks on to his plate and chewed.
"You and food…honestly." Hermione shook her head.
"Surprised to see that your nose isn't stuck in a book for once!" it was Lavender Brown and her often snooty remarks. Hermione gave her a cold smile and pretended nothing happened.
"Did you comb your hair today?" asked Parvati with an amused look on her face.
"As always…why?" Hermione asked.
"Well it looks less bushy. More normal. Tamer." She said.
More normal. What on earth was that supposed to mean? That she wasn't normal?
Hermione was able to bear the fact that she wasn't the prettiest girl in the world, but normal? Gosh, that hurt.
Meanwhile Parvati and Lavender were facing the other way, and Hermione overheard Lavender whisper "Well she did go out with that Viktor Krum."
Hermione rolled her eyes. At least it was better than what Pansy Parkinson had said last year. "Did you use magic on him to fall for you, Granger?" her cold snide remarks and extremely annoying high pitched laugh made her want to throw hexes at her.
Hermione continued to ignore these thoughts, and concentrated on eating. Good thing the food was so good.
"How is SPEW coming along?" asked Harry out the blue, sensing some tension.
"Oh it's all good, Harry. I've got Hagrid to join! Now I think I'm going to ask Professor McGonagall on Monday…" said Hermione, contently eyeing the SPEW badges on Harry and Ron's robes.
"Hagrid!" Harry said suddenly. "He asked me to come for tea this afternoon – I totally forgot!"
"Something important, wasn't it? Regarding Dumble-" said Ron, but Hermione threw him a look which made him stop talking.
Hermione stared at her reflection at the back of the silver spoon. Indeed, her hair was tamer than usual. Well, she wasn't perfect…at least she was top student in her year, she though, smirking to herself.
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"So I think the best way to attack the Slytherins is by just making Malfoy really dizzy, Cho." Roger Davies said, showing Cho his mapped out tactics on a parchment. He had enchanted his drawings to move around.
Cho was only half-heartedly listening to Roger. It was very hard to focus, because she was exceptionally hungry from her Quidditch practise and wished no more than to eat uninterrupted, and also because there were more than usual hordes of boys staring in her direction now that Roger, the Ravenclaw Quidditch captain had eyes for her the entire feast.
"I know Roger," said Cho, trying to ignore the fact that Stebbins watched her through his lamp chops.
"I mean if you have another idea-"
"Really, I do appreciate the work you put in." said Cho politely, giving him her final smile. Hoping Roger would get the hint, Cho took a spoonful of her macaroni and cheese.
Smiling, Roger went back to his food. Marietta looked at her and shook her head.
"What?"
"Those boys." said Marietta, shaking her head. "They have no respect for privacy!"
Cho quickly glanced at Bradley, Smith and Jones from 6th year Ravenclaw staring at her eat. It was embarrassing.
Cho should be used to this by now. Boys gawking at her wherever she went, and she, of course, knew of the effects of her silky, raven hair that resembled a pool of dark water at midnight. She was beautiful and popular. Many boys wanted her. It has been a year since her last boyfriend had left, (she refused to use the word 'died') and it seemed boys were taking as a prize to be won.
Today she had her hair up in a bun. Nonetheless, boys still stared.
"It is annoying." Cho mumbled, taking a bite of her steak.
Marietta watched her friend eat. It was cute.
"Well don't blame me because you have just a pretty face." Said Marietta.
"You're pretty too." Cho said genuinely. She loved Marietta's beautiful reddish golden curls and her striking green eyes that reminded her of clean, cut grass.
"Thank you Cho, but you're different." Marietta said. "You have this unique epitome of beauty that makes you stand out."
"Wow, thanks." Cho said, quite flattered. It was funny how her best friend could make her feel so flattered when there were ten boys gawking at her in the same room as her.
The feast was soon over, and the students got up to leave for their dormitories. Cho was one of the first ones to leave the Great Hall, and bounced up all the way to the Ravenclaw tower. She let Marietta answer the question, half-listening to the eagle's beautiful sing song voice.
Cho reached her bed and pulled on her pajamas. She'd take a shower tomorrow morning. Meanwhile, she sat, brushing her crumpled hair watching Marietta remove her make-up using some difficult charm work only Ravenclaws were able to do – and Hermione Granger.
"Did you do your Potions essay yet?" asked Marietta, not taking her eyes off her mirror.
"Potions – Merlin's beard!" Cho clapped her hands on her forehead, making a loud noise. Lisa and Sylvie looked around her to see if she was okay.
"I totally forgot!" Cho exclaimed, furiously taking out a piece of parchment from her bag and a quill. "What was it about? Moonstones and their effect on werewolves or something?"
"Something like that." Marietta said. "Their effect on unicorns, not werewolves – where did you even get that from?"
"I dunno…." Cho was already scratching several words into the parchment, thinking hard of what Snape had said during their lecture on Friday. "Gosh, I wish I was cleverer."
Marietta stopped her wand. "Excuse me, that is like Snape saying, 'I wish I never washed my hair.'"
Cho frowned. "That wasn't a good example."
"Whatever." Marietta said impatiently, "The point is, you're a Ravenclaw. You're automatically cleverer than others."
"Right." Cho answered, now ending her first paragraph. "I am pretty good at winging it assignments, however." She said, grinning to herself.
"Good for you." Marietta got up and pulled off her socks and went under her covers. "Good night." She said, before drawing the royal blue curtains about her.
"Hardly." Cho muttered, her mind now fully concentrated on this Moonstone essay. Soon, she was attacked with several snores around her and considered going to the Common Room to finish. Then she realized the number of boys down there and distracting her. Leaving small room to finish up her conclusion, she yawned and brushed her teeth. She scribbled few more useless words and shoved the parchment back into her bag. She drew her own royal blue curtains about her and was fast asleep.
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Hermione woke up at six the next morning; she saw Alicia Spinnet fully dressed already, absent-mindedly fumbling with her broom. Suddenly, there was a loud scream.
Hermione hurried down to where the scream came from, and found herself at the foot of the stairs of the dormitory, at the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room. Lavender was laughing, slouched on a chair, while Fred and George were looking at a first year boy, green in the face. They looked amused.
Disgusted, Hermione stomped over to the twins. "Stop this at once!" she said. "This is illegal, practising your useless junks on innocent students!" she said, her bushy hair flying about her.
"What are you going to do, Granger? Put us in detention?" Fred said, still laughing.
Hermione fumed. "No," she said, ignoring Parvati's giggles behind her. "But I will write to your mother." She said. Surprisingly, Hermione saw the grin wipe off both twins' faces.
"You-you wouldn't." said George.
"Yes I would." Hermione said.
George sighed. "Alright, I'll stop." He said, holding his hands into the air to show his state of surrender.
"Blimey…" Fred rolled his eyes.
"Hand over whatever you've been trying on these kids." Hermione said, eyeing a toffee-like object in George's hand.
"Well the Puking Pastiles? We already used it up on him." Fred said, with a twitch of smile on his lips. "Poor kid. It will only last for three more hours."
"Well what is that in your hand?" asked Hermione shrilly.
"This? Oh it's new, we never tried this on anyone else. Suppose to swap identities. Swap Toffee, we call it. But we still need an antidote for it so I guess-" said Fred, trying to hide it. But Hermione was fast.
"Accio Swap Toffee." and caught the toffee swiftly in her hand.
"Hermione!" George groaned in desperation.
"Wait, where is the other one?" Fred asked.
"Shh!" George silenced him.
Hermione looked at them suspiciously.
"Nothing, we aren't doing this again. Now leave us alone, will you?" said Fred, quite annoyed.
"You heard my warnings." said Hermione, and with that, she went back to her dormitory to get dressed.
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Cho woke up just in time for her first class. After throwing herself in a shower and finishing it under two minutes flat, she furiously brushed her hair, casting drying charms into places. She wasn't good with it yet, but it still worked. A bit.
She then put on her facial lotion and pulled on her robes. She checked into the mirror to see she was looking okay, at least. After staying up 'til 4 o'clock in the morning, Cho saw dark circles under her eyes.
"Ravioso" she said, casting a quick foundation covering charm on her skin. It was sure handy, as Marietta had suggested.
After throwing the rest of her books into her bag, she dashed out of the dormitory.
"Where are you going?" Lisa asked, confused.
"Class – I'm late!" Cho said.
"You mean breakfast?" asked Lisa. "Cho, it's only six thirty. Classes don't start until 8 o'clock." She looked at her watch. "Actually…you're even early for breakfast. But I guess Ravenclaws get up early." She shrugged.
Cho glanced at her own watch. She felt stupid. Six Thirty. What the hell?
She went down to the Common Room and saw Marietta and Sylvie talk, as usual, about boys.
"You alright Cho? You look flustered." Said Sylvie.
"I'm fine, a bit dazed at the moment, yeah."
Marietta eyed her suspiciously. You didn't get enough sleep did you?" she said. "I heard you go to bed at like, four in the morning."
"Blame the essay!" Cho said, heading for the bathroom. She looked in the mirror. Yes, she was very flustered indeed. Her wide brown eyes stared back at her, longing for sleep.
"I'm going back to bed…wake me up for class, will you?" Cho said in a very distressed tone, waving at her friends in the Common Room. She climbed up the stairs and once again, lay under her silk bronze and blue covers. She was asleep instantly.
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"Cho wake up." It was Marietta. As her friend's face came into focus, Cho's eyes widened. "Class!" she exclaimed.
"You're not late for class…but er, you missed breakfast. I tried to wake you up – but you were so fast asleep, I didn't want to disturb you." said Marietta.
"Don't worry about it. You didn't happen to get anything for me though, did you?" Cho's stomach was grumbling.
"Well here's some toffee someone gave to me, I don't feel like eating it – have it." Marietta held out something wrapped in silver.
"Mm thanks." Cho took the toffee, and took a large bite and chewed for a long time. "This is awfully good! Where did you get it again?"
"Michael Corner gave it to me. Apparently, he found it near-"
"He found it?" Cho blinked.
"Well, it wasn't opened, so I'm sure it is alright." Marietta said.
Cho groaned. She continued to take another bite to satisfy her hunger. "Whatever, let's go."
With that, Cho swung her large bag over her shoulder and was out of the dormitory.
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"What does it matter to you, Ron, whether I snogged Krum or not?!" Hermione was shouting at the top of her lungs. It was during their break in the courtyard, and Harry looked very annoyed at his two friends bickering, once again.
"He was Harry's opponent! Our enemy!" Ron was scarlet in the face.
"Oh shut up, Ginny's right, isn't she? Just because everybody is snogging people nowadays, and you're the only one that hadn't done it, you just feel-"
Ron fumed in anger, his ears red, and he stomped off.
"Harry, you coming?" Ron snapped, looking around at Harry.
Harry hastily got up and threw Hermione a guilty look. "Well…I suppose I'll see you in Potions then."
Hermione was almost in tears as she absent-mindedly fumbled in her pockets, thinking about her fight with Ron. Ever since he caught Ginny and Michael Corner embracing in the hall, he's been a bit sensitive about this whole romance thing.
Yes, Hermione had indeed snogged Krum, but what did that matter anyways? Honestly…bloody hell.
Still absent-minded, she unwrapped a gold paper and saw a toffee. Still breathing hard and blood pounding in her ears, she took a bite out of it.
She was about to take a third bite when she realized what she had done. The toffee was the one she confiscated from Fred and George – one of their joke things!
Hermione stared at the half-eaten toffee in horror. The blood seemed to stop flowing into her brain, and she was shocked to find out what would soon happen to her. She hadn't exactly remembered what they said. Something about swapping…what on earth was that supposed to mean?
Disgusted, she threw away the toffee in a nearby garbage can, dreading what was waiting for her. She dashed to the girl's toilet, and looked at herself in the mirror. Everything was quite normal – her bushy hair, her large brown eyes, and her skin was free of any blemishes and she certainly did not feel sick.
She pondered for a moment. If anything happened, she would be sure to write to Mrs. Weasley and tell Dumbledore. Feeling annoyed, she headed for Potions.
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The rest of the day was normal as usual, other than the fact that Ron was avoiding Hermione and Harry was in between them constantly to ease the tension between them. She felt another spark of annoyance as Lavender Brown waved at Ron, giving him flirtatious looks which Ron greeted with a smug look on his face, apparently satisfied.
Her last class, History of Magic, she took her usual notes as Professor Binns droned on and on, and saw Ron snoring next to Harry, whose eyes were half-closed. Rolling her eyes, she tapped Harry impatiently.
When they were in the Great Hall for dinner, Hermione was taunted by a group of annoying Slytherin girls. Casting them dark looks, Hermione placed her nose up in the air and sat down between Harry and Ginny.
"Ron's still mad, is he? Has he stopped practising snogging on his pillow yet?" Ginny asked, with malice in her voice. Hermione could tell she certainly have not forgiven her brother either.
"Apparently. I don't really know." Hermione said, taking some pork chops.
"He's such a git, really. He should not let out his temper like that on you." Ginny said, shaking her head. "He's also doing quite bad in Quidditch, I suppose he thinks he's got a bit of competition since you're still dating Krum." Ginny said, smirking.
Hermione grinned at her. She loved talking to Ginny.
Later that night, Hermione got ready for bed, as usual. She had finished her Homework already, and a rush of fatigue made her fall asleep as soon as her head hit her pillow. In few minutes, she was asleep.
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It has been a long day. The extra sleeping in the morning did help her, but Cho was still dazed and was worrying about her Moonstone essay. The fact that boys stared at her in the halls so frequently haven't helped, either.
Now Roger Davies was extra careful to make sure Cho did not trip or fall or hit any part of her body on anything hard. Cho found this very annoying, as Roger volunteered to accompany her through large crowds, often receiving dark glances from several boys and even girls, who apparently had the looks for Roger himself.
"Roger, I'm fine!" Cho groaned. Marietta eyed them and shook her head.
Roger protested.
"Um, female problems, I've gotta go!" Cho said briskly, hurriedly pulling Lisa and Marietta's hands towards the oncoming crowd. Roger looked taken aback, and let her go.
"Nice save." Lisa said, putting a lock of blonde behind her ear.
"Gosh, I hate today." Cho grumbled. "Fifteen page essay! As if I didn't have enough trouble with that stupid Moonstone already!" she said.
Suddenly the girls stopped talking, as Harry Potter and Ron Weasley came towards them.
Cho forced a smile at Harry. Harry flushed, and gave her a tiny nod. Meanwhile, Marietta rolled her eyes.
That night Cho snuggled up in her four poster bed, gazing at the moonlight reflected upon her silk covers. Yawning, she stretched. She drew the curtains around her and fell asleep.
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