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this from some.
Chapter One: The Discovery
Draco's POV:
Draco Malfoy woke up to the annoying giggles of Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
"Bloody Hell!" he shouted, sitting bolt upright. He noticed his sheets were red and gold rather than green and silver.
"Hermione what are you screaming about?" whined Parvati, pulling open the curtains surrounding the bed.
"Hermione?" he asked, his voice questioning. Parvati looked at him oddly.
"What's wrong with you? Did Malfoy's hex cause you to lose your memory or something?"
Draco's eyes widened in horror.
"Where's the bathroom?" he asked, alarmed.
"Er...same place as its always been, right over there." Parvati pointed to the left side of the room, looking extremely perplexed.
Draco nodded and ran into the bathroom. He looked into the mirror. It was as he had feared Staring back at him was the image of Hermione Granger.
Hermione's POV:
Hermione rolled over lazily, she didn't have to be up for another half hour. However her rest was disturbed when she noticed something was missing. She opened her eyes, feeling her chest. Panicking, she lifted up her shirt.
"Where did they go!" she said allowed, shocked. She glanced around her. The bed was covered with silver and green sheets, with a green curtain around it to match.
"Where'd what go Malfoy?" a sleepy voice asked. It must have been Crabbe or Goyle!
"Oh shit!" She would have thought an evil Slytherin like Malfoy would have some prowess when it came to hexes! How could he have messed up this bad?
"Huh?" Crabbe or Goyle asked.
"Er...I lost my Potions assignment. I had two rolls of parchment on my bed when I fell asleep, you see," Hermione said, trying to think quickly.
She heard laughter on either side of her.
"Since when do you care about homework?" asked the voice on the left.
"Blow it off, its not like Snape will care. When's the last time you actually turned in one of his essays?"
Hermione was appalled by this. Malfoy always beat her on Potions exams and he didn't even bother to do the work? She didn't really dwell on this. She had bigger problems.
Draco's POV
"Hermione, what are you doing?" Parvati and Lavender asked in unison upon entering the bathroom.
"Er...adjusting....?"
"You look like you're fondling yourself," stated Lavender, rather bluntly. Draco realized this was definately not a good situation. He couldn't help it! He was a guy, he had urges! Or at least he had been a guy...
"I was just fixing my bra!" He countered defensively. This was so weird. He felt like some sort of drag queen.
"Oh I know how you feel! Over the summer it was like my boobs grew overnight, I was bursting out of my bra! It was so uncomfortable!" Parvati said sympathetically. This is what girls talk about?
Hermione's POV
Hermione realized she had to relieve herself extremely badly.
"Oh God," she said. She knew what she was going to have to do. It was the only way she could...er...figure things out. She had to make a mad dash for Myrtle's bathroom and hope the ghost was off spying on the male Prefects and she so liked to do. It was the only place where she could be sure no one would interrupt her. Well, no one except Myrtle anyway.
Hermione quickly found Draco's school uniform and changed out of his pajamas.
"So its boxers then," she mumbled to herself. It was a hotly debated topic among the Gryffindor girls (she always abstained from those discussions of course).
Draco's POV
It was getting kind of late, so Draco opened Hermione's trunk and searched for her school robes.
"Granger has black panties?" he whispered, impressed. He didn't realize Granger would have any sexy underwear. She didn't seem the type.
He went into the bathroom again, uniform in hand. The other girls had already gone down to breakfast. It felt so weird to think of himself as a girl.
He had chosen a black bra and black panties, deciding if he was going to be Granger he would at least make her sexy. Being a self proclaimed Sex God he couldn't very well go around looking as plain as Granger usually did. He chose what were obviously her fourth year robes, making them a lot tighter than anything Granger would have worn.
Draco was afraid to even attempt fixing Granger's hopeless tangle of hair. He used her wand to lessen the frizz and put her hair up in a sort of messy looking pony tale. He didn't know what to do about makeup. While being very good at hair dressing spells (something he would never admit to anyone) he'd never actually tried anything with makeup. Even without makeup, Draco was very proud of his handywork.
"I'd shag her," he said proudly, before realizing how disturbing that sounded, considering he basically was Hermione.
Hermione's POV
Hermione felt extremely awkward. She had had her hands on Malfoy's crotch! Plus she had somehow managed to miss the toilet bowl, squirting Moaning Myrtle in the mouth with Malfoy's piss. At which point Myrtle started wailing.
"Poor Myrtle. People were always aiming nasty things at me at me in life. And now..." She floated through the stalls, sobbing so hard Hermione couldn't even understand what she was saying.
"Poor Myrtle? What about poor Hermione?" Hermione demanded. The ghost ignored her, lost in her own misery. Annoyed, Hermione went over to the sink. She couldn't put enough soap on her hands....well, Malfoy's hands. It had been too weird. Of course...he was rather...no, she wouldn't let herself think those thoughts!
Draco's POV
Draco made his way to the Slytherin table out of habit.
"Granger what are you doing here?" sneered Pansy Parkinson upon seeing him. "Tell the mudblood to go away, won't you Draco?" she simpered, putting her arms around a very uncomfortable looking Draco Malfoy.
"Er....right, mudblood. You know Pansy, I think we should stop using such derogatory terms," said the person in his body. Draco rolled Hermione's eyes.
It was Granger alright. He would have thought she'd have more tact. Oh well, Granger was a Gryffindor, of course she would use this "opportunity" to ruin his reputation.
"You're joking, right?" he heard a disgusted Pansy say as he stalked off to the Gryffindor table.
"Hey Hermione, you're looking rather under the weather. I guess Malfoy's hex was worse than we thought," Harry said in greeting.
"You have no idea," replied Draco.
Hermione's POV
Hermione thought she might kill someone. She had woken up in the wrong body, and then there was that whole incident in the bathroom. Now Pansy was hanging all over her, thinking she was Draco.
"Are you ill Draco? You aren't at all like yourself. I think we should go talk to Madame Pomfrey, you and Granger hexed each other pretty bad yesterday. I don't know what that freak thought she was doing over here. Why didn't you tell her off?" she wanted to know.
Hermione almost pitied Malfoy for having to deal with Pansy all the time.
No, she thought. He deserves it. That sparked a new idea in her head. This hex was his fault, and she knew the perfect revenge.
Draco's POV
Draco figured that as long as he was stuck in Granger's body, he'd do some damage.
A/N The chapter now indicates POV changes. I had everytime the POV changed, but it didn't show up when I uploaded the document, sorry for the confusion before.
Chapter One: The Discovery
Draco's POV:
Draco Malfoy woke up to the annoying giggles of Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
"Bloody Hell!" he shouted, sitting bolt upright. He noticed his sheets were red and gold rather than green and silver.
"Hermione what are you screaming about?" whined Parvati, pulling open the curtains surrounding the bed.
"Hermione?" he asked, his voice questioning. Parvati looked at him oddly.
"What's wrong with you? Did Malfoy's hex cause you to lose your memory or something?"
Draco's eyes widened in horror.
"Where's the bathroom?" he asked, alarmed.
"Er...same place as its always been, right over there." Parvati pointed to the left side of the room, looking extremely perplexed.
Draco nodded and ran into the bathroom. He looked into the mirror. It was as he had feared Staring back at him was the image of Hermione Granger.
Hermione's POV:
Hermione rolled over lazily, she didn't have to be up for another half hour. However her rest was disturbed when she noticed something was missing. She opened her eyes, feeling her chest. Panicking, she lifted up her shirt.
"Where did they go!" she said allowed, shocked. She glanced around her. The bed was covered with silver and green sheets, with a green curtain around it to match.
"Where'd what go Malfoy?" a sleepy voice asked. It must have been Crabbe or Goyle!
"Oh shit!" She would have thought an evil Slytherin like Malfoy would have some prowess when it came to hexes! How could he have messed up this bad?
"Huh?" Crabbe or Goyle asked.
"Er...I lost my Potions assignment. I had two rolls of parchment on my bed when I fell asleep, you see," Hermione said, trying to think quickly.
She heard laughter on either side of her.
"Since when do you care about homework?" asked the voice on the left.
"Blow it off, its not like Snape will care. When's the last time you actually turned in one of his essays?"
Hermione was appalled by this. Malfoy always beat her on Potions exams and he didn't even bother to do the work? She didn't really dwell on this. She had bigger problems.
Draco's POV
"Hermione, what are you doing?" Parvati and Lavender asked in unison upon entering the bathroom.
"Er...adjusting....?"
"You look like you're fondling yourself," stated Lavender, rather bluntly. Draco realized this was definately not a good situation. He couldn't help it! He was a guy, he had urges! Or at least he had been a guy...
"I was just fixing my bra!" He countered defensively. This was so weird. He felt like some sort of drag queen.
"Oh I know how you feel! Over the summer it was like my boobs grew overnight, I was bursting out of my bra! It was so uncomfortable!" Parvati said sympathetically. This is what girls talk about?
Hermione's POV
Hermione realized she had to relieve herself extremely badly.
"Oh God," she said. She knew what she was going to have to do. It was the only way she could...er...figure things out. She had to make a mad dash for Myrtle's bathroom and hope the ghost was off spying on the male Prefects and she so liked to do. It was the only place where she could be sure no one would interrupt her. Well, no one except Myrtle anyway.
Hermione quickly found Draco's school uniform and changed out of his pajamas.
"So its boxers then," she mumbled to herself. It was a hotly debated topic among the Gryffindor girls (she always abstained from those discussions of course).
Draco's POV
It was getting kind of late, so Draco opened Hermione's trunk and searched for her school robes.
"Granger has black panties?" he whispered, impressed. He didn't realize Granger would have any sexy underwear. She didn't seem the type.
He went into the bathroom again, uniform in hand. The other girls had already gone down to breakfast. It felt so weird to think of himself as a girl.
He had chosen a black bra and black panties, deciding if he was going to be Granger he would at least make her sexy. Being a self proclaimed Sex God he couldn't very well go around looking as plain as Granger usually did. He chose what were obviously her fourth year robes, making them a lot tighter than anything Granger would have worn.
Draco was afraid to even attempt fixing Granger's hopeless tangle of hair. He used her wand to lessen the frizz and put her hair up in a sort of messy looking pony tale. He didn't know what to do about makeup. While being very good at hair dressing spells (something he would never admit to anyone) he'd never actually tried anything with makeup. Even without makeup, Draco was very proud of his handywork.
"I'd shag her," he said proudly, before realizing how disturbing that sounded, considering he basically was Hermione.
Hermione's POV
Hermione felt extremely awkward. She had had her hands on Malfoy's crotch! Plus she had somehow managed to miss the toilet bowl, squirting Moaning Myrtle in the mouth with Malfoy's piss. At which point Myrtle started wailing.
"Poor Myrtle. People were always aiming nasty things at me at me in life. And now..." She floated through the stalls, sobbing so hard Hermione couldn't even understand what she was saying.
"Poor Myrtle? What about poor Hermione?" Hermione demanded. The ghost ignored her, lost in her own misery. Annoyed, Hermione went over to the sink. She couldn't put enough soap on her hands....well, Malfoy's hands. It had been too weird. Of course...he was rather...no, she wouldn't let herself think those thoughts!
Draco's POV
Draco made his way to the Slytherin table out of habit.
"Granger what are you doing here?" sneered Pansy Parkinson upon seeing him. "Tell the mudblood to go away, won't you Draco?" she simpered, putting her arms around a very uncomfortable looking Draco Malfoy.
"Er....right, mudblood. You know Pansy, I think we should stop using such derogatory terms," said the person in his body. Draco rolled Hermione's eyes.
It was Granger alright. He would have thought she'd have more tact. Oh well, Granger was a Gryffindor, of course she would use this "opportunity" to ruin his reputation.
"You're joking, right?" he heard a disgusted Pansy say as he stalked off to the Gryffindor table.
"Hey Hermione, you're looking rather under the weather. I guess Malfoy's hex was worse than we thought," Harry said in greeting.
"You have no idea," replied Draco.
Hermione's POV
Hermione thought she might kill someone. She had woken up in the wrong body, and then there was that whole incident in the bathroom. Now Pansy was hanging all over her, thinking she was Draco.
"Are you ill Draco? You aren't at all like yourself. I think we should go talk to Madame Pomfrey, you and Granger hexed each other pretty bad yesterday. I don't know what that freak thought she was doing over here. Why didn't you tell her off?" she wanted to know.
Hermione almost pitied Malfoy for having to deal with Pansy all the time.
No, she thought. He deserves it. That sparked a new idea in her head. This hex was his fault, and she knew the perfect revenge.
Draco's POV
Draco figured that as long as he was stuck in Granger's body, he'd do some damage.
A/N The chapter now indicates POV changes. I had everytime the POV changed, but it didn't show up when I uploaded the document, sorry for the confusion before.