I've decided to write another story. In this story Harry and Snape switch bodies. It doesn't exactly follow the story line I guess so its kind of AU ish but I really wanted to write it so I hope you guys like it.
Non slash and a oneshot but if you want me to write more on this story I probably can but it would only be about one or two more chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful Harry Potter novels or anything related to it. I am however the proud owner of a pair of Harry Potter Headphones. :)
Harry sat in the great hall with all the other students as they ate breakfast before their return home after his third year at Hogwarts, well at least Harry was trying to eat. Even though he knew this was probably, by far, the largest meal he would receive once he returned to the Dursleys he couldn't bring himself to work up an appetite. They had just helped Sirius escape his death with the time turner and though he was happy his godfather was safe for now, he was upset that he would be going back to where he was obviously not wanted. Upset was one word for it and terrified was another. Harry knew what would happen to him once he returned, for the first week he got back, just like the two prior, they would lock him in that cupboard and would give him a slice of bread and a glass of water with two trips to the bathroom a day and only let him out to cook their meals and do chores. If the chores and food weren't to their liking his uncle wouldn't hesitate to cuff him and smack him around a bit. Then after the first week his uncle would rip him out of the cupboard and promptly beat him into a pulp until he blacked out and he would wake up in Dudley's second room on the ratty bed with nothing but the broken wardrobe and dingy desk along with his trunk full of rags to wear. During the summer he just waited for the pain to stop while he did as they told him, once the pain did finally go away he would do sit-ups and push-ups to occupy his time sense his aunt and uncle locked his belongings in the cupboard now that he wasn't in it. Besides, he had to try to stay in shape for Quiddich, if he made it back to Hogwarts that is. He kept Hedwig at the Burrow with a supply of treats and he simply told Ron that the Dursleys were afraid of his owl and he belived him. He tried to tell Dumbledore that he would rather go anywhere but the Dursleys but the man had hardly let him speak and kept going on about love and blood wards 'But how could the blood wards work if his aunt didn't even love him?' he thought bitterly to himself. He continued to push the food around on his plate all the while completely unaware of the black eyes glaring at him from the head table.
Severus couldn't keep the sneer off his face as he watched Potter moodily picking at his food. He knew Potter had something to do with that mutt escaping, he just needed a way to prove it. He set down his fork and stood up as the students began to leave the hall to board the train back to Kings Cross, he would get his proof. As Potter walked out the large oak doors Severus quietly followed and continued to pursue him until he boarded the train. He waited for just the right moment, he might not be allowed to use legimency on a student, but how would Potter know what he was doing? With that thought in mind he spotted Potter through the train window and stared until he looked out the window and their eyes met.
'Legilimency' Severus thought in his head before all went dark.
He was awoken by hands shaking him awake and when he opened his eyes it was to find that red haired idiot staring back at him.
"Harry, mate you alright?" He asked. 'Harry?' thought Severus.
"What the bloody hell just happened?" He demanded. The red head and know it all looked startled for a moment before the red head replied, "We don't know, you just sort of passed out, you don't think there are anymore Dementors around do you?" he asked with fear lacing his words. Before Severus could reply the bushy haired know it all said "Of course not Ron the Dementors all left remember."
"Oh yea." Was all the idiot could say for himself. Severus thought for a moment, this could work, he had absolutely no idea what happened, but he could just pretend to be Potter until he got the information out of them and then he would contact Dumbledore somehow to switch them back. No matter if he would be in quite a bit of trouble for using legimency on a student, he would have what he wanted.
"Don't worry," he said in his most friendly voice, "I think I just hit my head while I was putting my trunk up." He lied easily.
"Well okay, if your sure your all right." The know it all said. Severus sat down in the seat opposite them.
"So," he began as the train started moving "how do you think Sirius is doing?" He asked taking a chance.
"Oh, I'm sure he's alright, he should be safe now." The bushy head replied. 'Perfect,' he thought now to just get more solid evidence. Unfortunately Draco picked that moment to barge into the room.
"So what are we freaks talking about now?" Draco asked with a sneer. Severus was surprised to say the least, what was his godson doing going around calling people freaks?
"What's wrong potty, brainiacs ugly cat got your toung?"
"Get out of here Malfoy, just leave us alone." the red head said glaring.
"Who's gunna make me, your fat mum?" Draco replied with a smirk.
"At least my mum doesn't look like she's got something foul under her nose and my dad isn't some ex-deatheater!" He snarled back.
"Take that back!" His godson yelled.
"Or what, your father will hear about it?" Weasley mocked back. That's when the curses started to fly and he suddenly found himself knocked against the window and hitting his head as everything went black again. When he awoke they were already pulling into the station at kings cross.
"Oh Harry thank goodness your awake, we were going to get Mrs. Weasley to help if you didn't get up soon. Are you alright?" The know it all rushed out.
"I'm fine." He replied annoyed. The memories of what happened were coming back and he couldn't believe Draco was a bully. Sure he could be rude at times, but to go looking for a fight? Severus continued to contemplate this as he walked off the train with his trunk. Wait, what was he doing? This was Potter's trunk and he was supposed to be getting information. He followed Weasley until he was suddenly smashed against someone's bousem, he was quickly released and looked at Molly Weasley as she smiled at him and welcomed him back. He hesitantly greeted her back, but his hesitation wasn't noticed as she began to hug her children. He was about to try to talk to the youngest Weasley boy again when suddenly the Weaselett appeared in front of him.
"Bye Harry, have a good summer. I think that's your uncle over there," she said as they passed back through the barrier, "you probably shouldn't keep him waiting." She concluded before walking off to rejoin her family. They were all walking towards the apparation point and he couldn't see the chance to talk with any of them about Black so he walked in the direction she had pointed and saw a large slightly purple man with no neck.
"Hello Uncle Vernon." He greeted slightly uncertain.
"Just get in the car you damn freak." Vernon said irritably. He frowned at that, but none the less put his trunk in the boot of the car and sat in the passenger seat while he heard Vernon mumbling angrily about wasting his gas and how the freaks would pay. He wondered if Harry told his aunt and uncle about Black and decided to wait before blowing his cover. The ride back was a bit of a long one, but soon enough they pulled into the driveway of a house that looked almost exactly like all of the others. He tugged the trunk inside and was about to go up the stairs when Vernon suddenly shouted, 'Oh no you don't!' and grabbed him by the collar and dragged him half way down the hall before throwing him into a small cupboard. Severus heard the lock click into place and sat stunned on the small shabby ripped up cot 'What the hell just happened? Why am I not in a room full of toys and being pampered and spoiled?' He thought to himself surely the savior of the wizarding world didn't live this way, did he? As he thought this over someone banged on the door and a snotty voice said 'Having fun in there freak?' before running off to the kitchen. That must have been Potter's cousin Severus thought, but how was this happening? he asked himself as he sat and listened for something, anything to tell him this wasn't real.
Harry woke up slowly and looked around at the white room before he realized he was in the hospital wing, but how did he get here, he was only just on the train? he thought. He remembered seeing Snape and then he felt weird and he sort of mentally pulled something but that was all he could remember. He turned to look around for Madame Promfrey when he suddenly caught sight of something. He looked closer at the mirror, but instead of seeing himself he saw Snape. He frowned and looked closer before he looked at his long pale potion stained hands and almost screamed as he grabbed onto his surprisingly not greasy hair, but it was still longer than it should have been and he was wearing Snape's clothes and he was way taller than he used to be. 'Oh Merlin!' Harry thought 'I'm in Snape's body! Wait is Snape in my body? And where is my body?' He hoped it wasn't at the Dursley's, but if Snape was in his body then wouldn't he contact the headmaster and get this all sorted out? Of course he would, this would certainly be fixed soon and then... and then he would be on his way back to the Dursleys. He didn't want to go back, the last thing he wanted was to ever go back there. Just then Madam Promfrey walked back into the room.
"Oh good Severus your awake," she said pleasantly "what on Earth happened?"
Harry thought quickly and acted on impulse, "I think, I think one of those infernal brats shot a hex at me." He said with his best Snape sneer which he just about had down to an art with the amount of times he'd seen it. Madam Promfrey tutted, but didn't seem to notice anything off.
"Well at least your alright now." She said. Harry decided to deepen the scowl.
"Well who ever did it won't be when I find out." He replied sounding cold and irritated.
"Yes well anyway sense you've already restocked the potions for the hospital do you plan on leaving right away to resupply your ingredients from wherever you get them or do you plan to stay the usual three weeks?" She asked politely.
"I believe I'll be staying the three weeks, I've got some things to tend to before I head out. Speaking of which I have to go do so right now so if you'll excuse me."
"Oh of course Severus, good luck then."
"Thank you Ma- er Poppy." She simply smiled and nodded before walking back to her office. Harry hurried out of the hospital wing, he couldn't believe he'd just fooled Madam Promfrey into thinking he was Snape, then again he did look like him and people usually saw only what they wanted to see. Harry walked down to the dungens and suddenly realized he had no idea where Snape's quarters were. He decided to try walking around a bit and after about 15 minutes of wandering he stumbled upon a portrait of Salazar Slytherin.
"Ah Severus I suppose your here to change your password again as you do at the end of every year, what would you like it to be?" he asked. Harry was sure to keep his face neutral though on the inside he was beaming with triumph, today was surely his lucky day.
"Beazor." Harry decided.
"Very well." Salazar said as he swong forward to admit Harry. Once inside Harry breathed a sigh of relief and flopped down on the couch in front of a cozy looking fire. He needed to decide what to do, apparently Snape usually waited three weeks before leaving Hogwarts and he knew that he would be switched back eventually so he decided he would wait the three weeks and if Dumbledore didn't find out and have them switch back by then, he would go to Privet Drive and get Snape to switch back. He sighed in relief as he thought about being safe for another three weeks. He suddenly bolted upright as he realized that Snape was stuck with the Dursleys, but then he relaxed again, this was Snape after all, he would probably be fine. Still though, maybe he should go back after two weeks instead of three. Yes that was probably the better idea, two weeks, and then he would switch back.
For Harry the two weeks flew by way too fast, but he knew that if he put it off he may never decide to switch back, which is why he found himself on a train to Surrey two weeks after the switch. He nervously walked to Privet Drive 'Stop being nervous,' he told himself, 'your Snape right now so there's no need to worry, just make yourself look scary and they won't bother you.' He took a deep breath and steeled himself before turning up to number four and knocking loudly.
Severus let out a deep breath, the first week here had been toucher he had been locked in that tiny box and he was starving not to mention they forced him to do several chores all day and Vernon never passed up the opportunity to whack him. Petunia was a horror who slapped him if he cooked wrong or missed some dust and Dudley, the fat oaf, brought his friends over when his parents weren't home and they had all given him a beating. The worst part by far was when Vernon had grabbed him out of the cupboard and beaten him senseless and he woke up in a bedroom, if you could call it that, and after that they still expected him to do everything even with his sore body. He did as they told him while he tried to formulate a plan to get out of here. When he got his body back he would certainly be having words with the headmaster for leaving a child here. By the end of the second week he was tired and sore and hungry, he was lying on Harry's bed when he heard someone knock on the door downstairs, probably one of Dudley's idiotic friends. He heard something going on downstairs and then Vernon was yelling and he grew curious, he tried to leave the room, but it was locked he cursed and went back to sit on the bed when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He could hear Vernon yelling and coming toward the room as well, but then he heard a whap and a thump and then silence. He waited as he heard the lock jiggling and then stared in shock as he saw himself standing in the doorway.
Harry knocked on the door and waited a moment before it opened to reveal his Uncle Vernon. Harry made sure not to look terrified and instead stepped into the house.
"Who are you and what the bloody hell do you think your doing in my home?" His uncle asked angrily.
"I am here to retrieve Harry Potter." He said with his best Snape impression and cold sneer as he began walking up the stairs.
"Now wait just a minute," his uncle shouted as he began to follow him up the stairs, "you're not taking him anywhere!" With that Harry lost his patience and turned around to slam his, well Snape's, fist into his uncles face like he'd always wanted to. His uncle fell to the ground unconcess and Harry pulled out a bobby pin to undo the lock like Fred and George taught him how to and then opened the door to reveal himself sitting on the bed and looking surprised.
Harry grinned, "Come on Professor." He said as he flicked his-Snape's wand and everything packed itself in the trunk. Snape immediately stood and decided to save his questions for later as he hurried to follow Potter downstairs.
Harry quickly unlocked the padlock on the cupboard door and opened it then flicked his-Snape's wand to pack all of his school things. Once that was done he and Snape hurried from the house and to a bus station where they both got on to decide what to do next. Harry sat down next to Snape and opened a bag he had brought with him and started pulling out potion viles and a few salves for the injuries. They couldn't do any major magic right now sense they were still in the muggle world so apparating was out of the question, seeing as Harry didn't know how and Snape was currently underaged, they would just have to travel by muggle means.
Severus stared at Potter in shock as he began pulling out viles and salves and started handing them to him.
"I take it you already know what these are." Harry stated, but Severus still answered him anyway and began rattling off the names, contents, and properties of the potions Harry handed him before he drank them. Harry didn't mind as long as Severus was distracted while he rubbed the salve into the many cuts and bruises that littered his body. To be honest Harry already knew everything Snape was saying, he spent most of his free time at Hogwarts trying to find new ways to heal and protect himself and he visited Mrytles bathroom quite a lot to practice brewing healing potions and he was good at it as long as certain people didn't hang over him and yell at him every few minutes. Finally when he was done he looked back to Snape.
"So what now?" Harry asked, "Do we go back to Hogwarts?"
Severus had an idea so that he wouldn't have to tell the headmaster what he did. "No," he replied he had a lot to speak with Harry about anyways. "The headmaster may want you to go back to the Dursleys if he finds out about this, I assume you haven't told him?"
Harry swallowed, "No, sir."
"Alright then we'll be going to my home then and I will switch us back." Severus stated calmly.
"Okay," Harry said, "but how do we get there?" He asked.
"We'll have to get off at thirteenth street and then take the train to my Manor."
"Okay." Harry replied and they both sat in uncomfortable silence until they got to the train station. Harry paid for both of their tickets and they boarded the train. After about an hour of sitting in silence Harry felt a weight on his shoulder. Looking down he saw that Snape had fallen asleep 'Huh, so that's what I look like when I'm asleep.' Harry thought, and he carefully wrapped his arm around his-Snape's shoulders so he could sleep more comfortably. Harry knew how exhausted Snape must be after doing what Harry had to do and he suddenly felt guilty for leaving Snape there, but then again he doubted anyone felt guilty for leaving him there all alone, he thought miserably. He tried not to think about anything else, especially about when Snape would make him go back, so he sat quietly and waited for the train ride to be over.
When it did end he shook Snape awake. The train dropped them off in the village near his home and they both walked to his manor. Snape told Harry what to do to get inside and once they were in the sitting room Snape pulled Harry's wand out of the trunk.
"Just look straight at me alright?" Severus instructed.
"Wait, just one second." Harry said then cleared his throat. "I, Severus Snape, do hereby announce that Harry Potter is the best, most polite, student I have ever had." He announced in a prefect immitation of Snape.
Severus sneered, "Are you quite finished?" He asked irritably. At Harry's nod Snape said 'Legilimency!' and was inside his mind. He saw images of the horror the Dursleys had inflicted on him and it was far worse than what he himself had suffered at their hands. He continued until he felt a pulling sensation again and then for the forth time in the past two weeks he passed out.
When Severus awoke he stared up at the ceiling before he remembered what happened and he bolted upright. He looked at his hands and clothes and sighed in relief, he was back in his own body. He looked around and gradually stood up, he noticed that all of the pain and hunger he had felt in Potter's body was now gone, he felt fine. He was glad for that and then he spotted the ebony haired child he had just been thinking about. He was lying on his back almost hidden behind the couch and he was still unconcess. Severus frowned as he realized that now that they were back in their own bodies Potter would feel the pain and hunger he had been feeling. He felt guilty for switching back all of a sudden, it wasn't Potter's fault that his relatives were monsters and Severus certainly would not be sending him back there. He would house Potter himself if he had to, this was Lilly's son after all and he'd failed her when she died and now again when he didn't protect her son, he would make up for it now though. Severus sighed and gently knelt down to lift Potter in his arms with one hand behind his back and the other under his knees. He carried him to a bedroom down the hall from his own room and gently laid him down on the large soft matress before he removed Potter's socks and shoes and transfigured the rags he wore into soft comfortable pajamas. He tucked him in and sat for a moment watching him sleep before he stood and swept out of the room, prepairing himself for a long conversation with Albus.
There is a good chance that I will write another chapter just let me know what you think and if you want another chapter for this story and I'll write one. Thanks for reading, I love all your faces! :)
