KawaiiDragon82: Mind you, I'd like to skip this part...I just came back
from a bar mitzvah...-.-;;
Yami: Uh...sure...
KawaiiDragon82: What are you so skeptical about?
Yuu: Nothing!
Inuyasha: Why is she skipping this today? No torture? -whispers-
KawaiiDragon82: I'll pretend I never heard that...
Yuu: Anyways, this fanfic is NOT Marmalade Boy like Kawaii promised -mutters- but it's Harry Potter...it's about all the Harry Potter charries getting there genders changed...how...intruding...
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Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the boy who defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named, whatever you want to call him, he was walking over to his least favorite class in the whole wizarding world...not Divination but yes, that's right, Potions. It's not that he was bad at it, no he was quite good in most of his subjects. It was his teacher, Professor Severus Snape. Harry let out a groan when his friend, Hermione Granger, told his that it was a double Potions class. Harry other friend, Ron Weasley, also groaned. In fact, most of the Gryffindors groaned. "Can't we just ski-..." Harry started but was cut off.
"Of course not, you prat. Though we're probably going to fail...Snape'll give us detention for not showing up," Hermione scowled at him. Hermione, like always, had a point. So Harry, Ron, and Hermione dragged themselves to Snape's dungeon.
"Good afternoon, class," Snape said with lips frowned at the Gryffindors. He gave a warmer smile to the Slytherins, his own house. "Today, we will be making a most wondrous and useful potion...the Logyjuice Potion...similar to the Polyjuice Potion, which some of you have most definitely heard of," Snape said giving a glare to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry could have sworn he heard Draco Malfoy, his school rival, sniggering in the background. Snape continued to talk while Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having their own conversation.
"That Snape...someday I'll...I'll...I'll do something very nasty..." Ron muttered. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Please Ron, I bet you would love to but don't get carried away," Hermione sighed, knowing her stubborn friend.
"Potter!" Snape snapped getting Harry's undivided attention. Harry gulped and tried to put on innocent looking eyes. "What are you doing?" Snape said, with his normal...well Gryffindor-normal cold stare.
"G-getting my quill pen...I dropped it, sir," Harry stuttered. He nudged Ron as for asking for a favor. Ron took a hint and slipped Harry's quill pen on the floor.
"Nice try Potter, Weasley, but you're little stunt won't work, 50 points from Gryffindor," Snape started. Harry and Ron felt their jaws drop...forget drop, unscrew off. "Close that smelly mouth," Snape ordered. "And yes, detention for a week," Snape said, mouth twisting into a satisfying smile. "That'll teach you troublemakers to not talk during an important lesson," Snape said. With that, he turned around and continued his lesson.
"50 points from Gryffindor..." Ron muttered.
"And detention for a week..." Harry sighed.
"Be thankful Snape didn't suspend you," Hermione whispered. They were pretty much silent for the rest of the double potions class not wanting afford more points taken off or more weeks of detention. Harry and Ron stayed after class for detention.
"I want you to mop the floors," he grinned menacingly at Harry. "No magic," he added. Harry sighed and grabbed a broom and bucket of water.
"Be sure to 'accidentally' smack Snape on the head with the broom," Ron whispered. Harry sniggered.
"And you, Weasley," he said, getting Ron's attention. "You'll be cleaning out the school cauldrons, also, no magic," he said. Ron obeyed Snape's orders, though he, Harry, and Snape knew the school caretaker, Filch, always cleaned the cauldrons after every class. He got to work on the cauldrons. Snape looked at Harry to Ron to the door as if he needed to go somewhere. "I will be right back so don't think of trying anything, Potter, Weasley," Snape hissed as he exited quickly.
"Hey Harry, look what I found," Ron said with a grin a few minutes after Snape had left. Harry frowned.
"Ron, you heard what Snape said...I really couldn't stand another week with Snape in detention...put it back..." Harry sighed not even bothering to take a glance at whatever Ron had found.
"But Harry...alright..." Ron started. Before he could put it back, he looked up to see Harry staring...no...gawking at what Ron was holding.
"Ron! That's...that's incredible!" Harry gasped. "Th-the Logyjuice Potion turns people into the other gender," Harry quoted from the book.
"Wouldn't it be awesome to turn Professor Snape into Madam Snape?" Ron grinned. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the idea of Snape in a dress. Though he had seen Snape in a dress the one time Neville had looked at a boggart.
"As much as I'd love that, we'd better not...not do anything risky...quickly, put the book back," Harry ordered. He turned around to continue mopping the floor. An hour later, Snape had finally let them free.
"I didn't think I could stand another minute of Snape!" Ron sighed with great relief.
"I don't think I could have either," Harry sighed, looking more exhausted then happy. He turned to his friend and noticed a mischievous look on Ron's face. "Ron...what're you up to...?" Harry asked a little scared. Ron turned to Harry.
"Nothing...why?" he asked as though nothing had happened. Harry sighed. He didn't bother to ask because he knew Ron was stubborn when it came to his ideas.
"Ok...I'm going back to the common room. It's almost dinner...and you?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.
"Uh...I'll meet you in the Great Hall at dinner...I have some...unfinished business to do..." Ron said and ran off leaving Harry dazzled. Harry shrugged off his confusion and spoke the password to the Fat Lady.
"Slytherins forever," he muttered with a shiver. Draco and his crew had attacked the Fat Lady one day and changed the password to what it was currently. Harry had yet one day to figure out how to change Slytherin's password...The Fat Lady opened up and, Harry into the Gryffindor common room where he found Hermione reading a book, obviously. The title was 'House Slaves, history.' Harry rolled his eyes.
"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked, not looking up from the book.
"He's...err...well...I'm not quite sure...he said he had some uh...some unfinished business to complete..." Harry said trying to find the words to say.
"Figures," Hermione sighed. "Nobody can keep a track on him," she said, emotionless, still reading. Harry sighed sitting down next to Hermione.
"Still on your house elf campaign eh?" Harry said flashing a grin towards her. Hermione set her book down.
"I know you refuse to believe house elves are merely servants but they have lives too. Think of how poor-..." for Harry, the conversation had stopped there. Hermione was still blabbering away but Harry wasn't listening to any of it. It was finally time for dinner. Harry had set out to the Great Hall very early to avoid Hermione's lecture on house elves. He was hoping he'd get to ask Ron what he was doing.
"Harry! Harry!" Harry heard a voice crying his name out from the crowd. Harry whipped his head around in hopes that it would have been Ron. He was drastically wrong.
"Oh, hi Colin," he said a little grief in his voice.
"You're friend, Ron, he told me to tell you that-..." Colin started. The name Ron had caught his attention but before Colin could finish, Ron ran up to them.
"Hey Harry," he said giving Colin a sideways glare. Colin gulped and scooted away.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked confused. Ron shrugged.
"But whatever Colin has said, it was a lie," Ron added quickly. Harry definitely knew that Ron was now hiding something. Harry eyed Ron curiously and sighed. He'd decide to ask Ron what he was doing after dinner.
"Ron, there you are. While you were gone, Harry's been helping me with my house elf campaign. I want to see you help me next time if you're not busy somewhere else," Hermione said taking a seat next to Ron. Harry rolled his eyes.
"I was helping if you mean snoring while talking as helping," Harry whispered to Ron. Ron chuckled. They ate their food in peace, chattering sometimes. Ron seemed more normal when he was eating.
"Ah...that was scrumptious," Ron sighed, leaning back on his chair. "I'm stuffed. Let's go back to the common room," Ron said. Harry nodded. Hermione followed wearing her 'Free the House Elves' badge.
"Would you like to say the password?" Harry said with a sweat on his forehead to Ron.
"Sure...err...what's the password again?" Ron asked. Harry leaned forward and whispered into Ron's ear. Ron's eyes went wide. "WHAT???" Ron screamed furiously. "There's no way in bloody hell that I'll say that!" Ron shouted. "Hermione?...I mean Herm-own-ninny?" Ron sniggered remembering about the Yule Ball. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"If you want me to change the password, I could you know," Hermione said simply. "Because I'm not in the mood to say the current password anyways- ..." Hermione started. Harry's eyes went wide, and his jaw fell straight to the floor.
"You...knew...how...to...change th-the password...the whole time...AND YOU NEVER CHANGED IT???" Harry said. He could feel his insides bursting. Hermione shrugged.
"You never asked," Herminoe said.
"You never asked," Ron imitated her receiving a glare from the house-elves lover. "Why don't you change it then?" Ron screamed at her. "Nothing about Slytherin being good though," he added. Hermione nodded. She changed the password (lol, don't ask how). "So? What's the password?" Rom asked relieved that he didn't say 'Slytherins forever.' Hermione gave them a sly smile.
"Oh the password? You really want to know?" Hermione asked innocently.
"On the other hand, I don't think I want to know now...but there's not like another way in the common room," Harry sighed.
"House Elves," she smiled. Harry sighed along with Ron.
"How did I know that you were going to do something similar to that?" Ron asked. Hermione didn't reply but just kept on reading her book.
"That was perfect," a voice said.
"I know, I can't wait 'til tomorrow," another voice said.
"One will be the laughing stock of the whole school!" the first said.
"You're a genius," said the second.
"No you are," the first voice said.
"No you are," said the second voice. They continued arguing who was the smarter one. Harry shrugged and tiptoed to see who they were. Ron followed but Hermione was securely fastened onto her seat with the book glued to her eyes.
"Fred? George?" Ron bellowed.
"Oh...heh...hi Ron...what are you up to? You were always so nosy," Fred gathered his words.
"Wh-what did you do?" Harry said almost too afraid to ask. "I remember last time you did something like that..." Harry said thinking back to his fourth year.
"N-nothing, what are you two doing in here listening on our conversation?" George asked trying to change the subject.
"It's the common room, George. I think everyone comes here," Ron said, not amused. He looked at Fred, then at George and let out a sigh. "Fine, I won't ask this time...but if Mum finds out what you did-..." Ron started.
"We didn't do anything, Ron. Stop saying we did," Fred said furiously and stomped off with George.
"You can always expect them to do something like that," Ron sighed. He chose to ignore his brothers' habits but Harry didn't. Whatever Fred and George do, it always means trouble. He went to sleep that night with terrible thought...like the whole school; turning into chocolate...or the dungeons in Hogwarts filled with basilisk eggs. He couldn't sleep very well even if he wasn't thinking...Neville's snores were too loud and distracting.
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KawaiiDragon82: Ah...first chapter finished...please tell me what you think. R+R!!!
Yami: ZzZzZzZzZz
Yuu: ZzZzZzZzZzZ
Inuyasha: ZzZzZzZ
KawaiiDragon82: -.-;; How pathetic...the guys didn't get enough sleep last night...
Yami: Uh...sure...
KawaiiDragon82: What are you so skeptical about?
Yuu: Nothing!
Inuyasha: Why is she skipping this today? No torture? -whispers-
KawaiiDragon82: I'll pretend I never heard that...
Yuu: Anyways, this fanfic is NOT Marmalade Boy like Kawaii promised -mutters- but it's Harry Potter...it's about all the Harry Potter charries getting there genders changed...how...intruding...
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Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the boy who defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named, whatever you want to call him, he was walking over to his least favorite class in the whole wizarding world...not Divination but yes, that's right, Potions. It's not that he was bad at it, no he was quite good in most of his subjects. It was his teacher, Professor Severus Snape. Harry let out a groan when his friend, Hermione Granger, told his that it was a double Potions class. Harry other friend, Ron Weasley, also groaned. In fact, most of the Gryffindors groaned. "Can't we just ski-..." Harry started but was cut off.
"Of course not, you prat. Though we're probably going to fail...Snape'll give us detention for not showing up," Hermione scowled at him. Hermione, like always, had a point. So Harry, Ron, and Hermione dragged themselves to Snape's dungeon.
"Good afternoon, class," Snape said with lips frowned at the Gryffindors. He gave a warmer smile to the Slytherins, his own house. "Today, we will be making a most wondrous and useful potion...the Logyjuice Potion...similar to the Polyjuice Potion, which some of you have most definitely heard of," Snape said giving a glare to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry could have sworn he heard Draco Malfoy, his school rival, sniggering in the background. Snape continued to talk while Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having their own conversation.
"That Snape...someday I'll...I'll...I'll do something very nasty..." Ron muttered. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Please Ron, I bet you would love to but don't get carried away," Hermione sighed, knowing her stubborn friend.
"Potter!" Snape snapped getting Harry's undivided attention. Harry gulped and tried to put on innocent looking eyes. "What are you doing?" Snape said, with his normal...well Gryffindor-normal cold stare.
"G-getting my quill pen...I dropped it, sir," Harry stuttered. He nudged Ron as for asking for a favor. Ron took a hint and slipped Harry's quill pen on the floor.
"Nice try Potter, Weasley, but you're little stunt won't work, 50 points from Gryffindor," Snape started. Harry and Ron felt their jaws drop...forget drop, unscrew off. "Close that smelly mouth," Snape ordered. "And yes, detention for a week," Snape said, mouth twisting into a satisfying smile. "That'll teach you troublemakers to not talk during an important lesson," Snape said. With that, he turned around and continued his lesson.
"50 points from Gryffindor..." Ron muttered.
"And detention for a week..." Harry sighed.
"Be thankful Snape didn't suspend you," Hermione whispered. They were pretty much silent for the rest of the double potions class not wanting afford more points taken off or more weeks of detention. Harry and Ron stayed after class for detention.
"I want you to mop the floors," he grinned menacingly at Harry. "No magic," he added. Harry sighed and grabbed a broom and bucket of water.
"Be sure to 'accidentally' smack Snape on the head with the broom," Ron whispered. Harry sniggered.
"And you, Weasley," he said, getting Ron's attention. "You'll be cleaning out the school cauldrons, also, no magic," he said. Ron obeyed Snape's orders, though he, Harry, and Snape knew the school caretaker, Filch, always cleaned the cauldrons after every class. He got to work on the cauldrons. Snape looked at Harry to Ron to the door as if he needed to go somewhere. "I will be right back so don't think of trying anything, Potter, Weasley," Snape hissed as he exited quickly.
"Hey Harry, look what I found," Ron said with a grin a few minutes after Snape had left. Harry frowned.
"Ron, you heard what Snape said...I really couldn't stand another week with Snape in detention...put it back..." Harry sighed not even bothering to take a glance at whatever Ron had found.
"But Harry...alright..." Ron started. Before he could put it back, he looked up to see Harry staring...no...gawking at what Ron was holding.
"Ron! That's...that's incredible!" Harry gasped. "Th-the Logyjuice Potion turns people into the other gender," Harry quoted from the book.
"Wouldn't it be awesome to turn Professor Snape into Madam Snape?" Ron grinned. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the idea of Snape in a dress. Though he had seen Snape in a dress the one time Neville had looked at a boggart.
"As much as I'd love that, we'd better not...not do anything risky...quickly, put the book back," Harry ordered. He turned around to continue mopping the floor. An hour later, Snape had finally let them free.
"I didn't think I could stand another minute of Snape!" Ron sighed with great relief.
"I don't think I could have either," Harry sighed, looking more exhausted then happy. He turned to his friend and noticed a mischievous look on Ron's face. "Ron...what're you up to...?" Harry asked a little scared. Ron turned to Harry.
"Nothing...why?" he asked as though nothing had happened. Harry sighed. He didn't bother to ask because he knew Ron was stubborn when it came to his ideas.
"Ok...I'm going back to the common room. It's almost dinner...and you?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.
"Uh...I'll meet you in the Great Hall at dinner...I have some...unfinished business to do..." Ron said and ran off leaving Harry dazzled. Harry shrugged off his confusion and spoke the password to the Fat Lady.
"Slytherins forever," he muttered with a shiver. Draco and his crew had attacked the Fat Lady one day and changed the password to what it was currently. Harry had yet one day to figure out how to change Slytherin's password...The Fat Lady opened up and, Harry into the Gryffindor common room where he found Hermione reading a book, obviously. The title was 'House Slaves, history.' Harry rolled his eyes.
"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked, not looking up from the book.
"He's...err...well...I'm not quite sure...he said he had some uh...some unfinished business to complete..." Harry said trying to find the words to say.
"Figures," Hermione sighed. "Nobody can keep a track on him," she said, emotionless, still reading. Harry sighed sitting down next to Hermione.
"Still on your house elf campaign eh?" Harry said flashing a grin towards her. Hermione set her book down.
"I know you refuse to believe house elves are merely servants but they have lives too. Think of how poor-..." for Harry, the conversation had stopped there. Hermione was still blabbering away but Harry wasn't listening to any of it. It was finally time for dinner. Harry had set out to the Great Hall very early to avoid Hermione's lecture on house elves. He was hoping he'd get to ask Ron what he was doing.
"Harry! Harry!" Harry heard a voice crying his name out from the crowd. Harry whipped his head around in hopes that it would have been Ron. He was drastically wrong.
"Oh, hi Colin," he said a little grief in his voice.
"You're friend, Ron, he told me to tell you that-..." Colin started. The name Ron had caught his attention but before Colin could finish, Ron ran up to them.
"Hey Harry," he said giving Colin a sideways glare. Colin gulped and scooted away.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked confused. Ron shrugged.
"But whatever Colin has said, it was a lie," Ron added quickly. Harry definitely knew that Ron was now hiding something. Harry eyed Ron curiously and sighed. He'd decide to ask Ron what he was doing after dinner.
"Ron, there you are. While you were gone, Harry's been helping me with my house elf campaign. I want to see you help me next time if you're not busy somewhere else," Hermione said taking a seat next to Ron. Harry rolled his eyes.
"I was helping if you mean snoring while talking as helping," Harry whispered to Ron. Ron chuckled. They ate their food in peace, chattering sometimes. Ron seemed more normal when he was eating.
"Ah...that was scrumptious," Ron sighed, leaning back on his chair. "I'm stuffed. Let's go back to the common room," Ron said. Harry nodded. Hermione followed wearing her 'Free the House Elves' badge.
"Would you like to say the password?" Harry said with a sweat on his forehead to Ron.
"Sure...err...what's the password again?" Ron asked. Harry leaned forward and whispered into Ron's ear. Ron's eyes went wide. "WHAT???" Ron screamed furiously. "There's no way in bloody hell that I'll say that!" Ron shouted. "Hermione?...I mean Herm-own-ninny?" Ron sniggered remembering about the Yule Ball. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"If you want me to change the password, I could you know," Hermione said simply. "Because I'm not in the mood to say the current password anyways- ..." Hermione started. Harry's eyes went wide, and his jaw fell straight to the floor.
"You...knew...how...to...change th-the password...the whole time...AND YOU NEVER CHANGED IT???" Harry said. He could feel his insides bursting. Hermione shrugged.
"You never asked," Herminoe said.
"You never asked," Ron imitated her receiving a glare from the house-elves lover. "Why don't you change it then?" Ron screamed at her. "Nothing about Slytherin being good though," he added. Hermione nodded. She changed the password (lol, don't ask how). "So? What's the password?" Rom asked relieved that he didn't say 'Slytherins forever.' Hermione gave them a sly smile.
"Oh the password? You really want to know?" Hermione asked innocently.
"On the other hand, I don't think I want to know now...but there's not like another way in the common room," Harry sighed.
"House Elves," she smiled. Harry sighed along with Ron.
"How did I know that you were going to do something similar to that?" Ron asked. Hermione didn't reply but just kept on reading her book.
"That was perfect," a voice said.
"I know, I can't wait 'til tomorrow," another voice said.
"One will be the laughing stock of the whole school!" the first said.
"You're a genius," said the second.
"No you are," the first voice said.
"No you are," said the second voice. They continued arguing who was the smarter one. Harry shrugged and tiptoed to see who they were. Ron followed but Hermione was securely fastened onto her seat with the book glued to her eyes.
"Fred? George?" Ron bellowed.
"Oh...heh...hi Ron...what are you up to? You were always so nosy," Fred gathered his words.
"Wh-what did you do?" Harry said almost too afraid to ask. "I remember last time you did something like that..." Harry said thinking back to his fourth year.
"N-nothing, what are you two doing in here listening on our conversation?" George asked trying to change the subject.
"It's the common room, George. I think everyone comes here," Ron said, not amused. He looked at Fred, then at George and let out a sigh. "Fine, I won't ask this time...but if Mum finds out what you did-..." Ron started.
"We didn't do anything, Ron. Stop saying we did," Fred said furiously and stomped off with George.
"You can always expect them to do something like that," Ron sighed. He chose to ignore his brothers' habits but Harry didn't. Whatever Fred and George do, it always means trouble. He went to sleep that night with terrible thought...like the whole school; turning into chocolate...or the dungeons in Hogwarts filled with basilisk eggs. He couldn't sleep very well even if he wasn't thinking...Neville's snores were too loud and distracting.
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KawaiiDragon82: Ah...first chapter finished...please tell me what you think. R+R!!!
Yami: ZzZzZzZzZz
Yuu: ZzZzZzZzZzZ
Inuyasha: ZzZzZzZ
KawaiiDragon82: -.-;; How pathetic...the guys didn't get enough sleep last night...