Authors note: Hey everyone, It's been a while since I picked this story back up, so I made a few minor changes to chapters 1-4 and completely redid chapter 5. Regardless of whether you read this before or not, let me know what you think. Thanks!
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Chapter 1: The Case of the Body Switch
Harry was running down the corridor at lightning speed, he was already late for potions and every second that ticked by only made him later. He would have been on time if he hadn't of forgotten his potions textbook in the common room.
The halls were empty except for a few students, who had free period right now, that were wondering around.
Harry finally reached the potions classroom, and braced himself before he opened the door. When he opened it, the whole class did that annoying thing where they all look at him so that they have a reason to avert their attention from their work for a few seconds.
Professor Snape was glaring at him, "Decided to grace us with your presence Potter?" he drawled.
"Well sir, you know me, I'm not one to deny a room full of people their boy wonder extraordinaire," Harry shot back sarcastically. This caused a chuckle from the Gryffindor side of the classroom.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor!" Snape said edgily. All the Slytherins in the class smirked, while a few Gryffindors sent Snape death glares behind his back. "Now, since everyone is already in pairs you'll have to work with a group of three." A malicious smile passed his lips.
Harry automatically began to walk towards Ron and Hermione, who had paired up in his absence. "Oh no Potter," Snape stopped him, "You will be working with Malfoy and Zabini."
Harry looked over at his two enemies, both of them looked as disgusted as he felt. Although it wasn't surprising since Snape loved to torture Harry by pairing him up with one of the Slytherins.
Harry gave Snape's satisfied features a scathing look and then he walked slowly towards the two boys. The class, who had been listening to all the going-ons, slowly went back to their side conversations.
Neither Malfoy nor Zabini made a move to make room for Harry at their table. They both just sat there and sneered at him. Harry got a chair from the side of the classroom and brought it over, but still neither one moved, they just glared.
"Are you just going to sit there like two idiots or are you going to move over?" Harry finally said.
"Shut-up Potter, you should be thanking the gods that you were paired with us, now you actually have a chance at passing this assignment." Sneered Malfoy, but him and Zabini did slowly move over to make room for Harry.
"Yeah right, if I was able to work with Ron and Hermione, I would have gotten better marks than you and you know it." Harry remarked as he sat down. The three of them were now sitting in a little circle around a cauldron.
"If you're trying to say that that mudblood is smarter than us—" Zabini never finished is sentence for he was cut off.
"Don't ever call her that!" Harry raged.
"Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?" Zabini shot back.
"What are you gonna do, go and cry to your mummy?" began Malfoy, "Oh wait you don't have one!"
SMACK!
Before Harry even realized what he was doing he had punched Malfoy, right in the eye, which was sure to leave a shiner. Harry wasn't completely sure what made him loose control like that, it wasn't as if he hadn't heard these types of comments from them before, but he supposed that it had been said just one too many times and his built up rage needed to be let out.
"Hey! Don't you ever touch my friend!" Zabini yelled in rage, and before Harry could block him, Zabini punched him in the jaw. Pain shot through his jaw, but he balled up his fist and made to hit Zabini back, until Snape's icy voice stopped them.
"Stop this at once! I will not have you three fistfight like some kind of muggle barbarians in my classroom! All three of you be here at eight o' clock tonight for detention! Now I want you to leave my classroom now before you disrupt it anymore."
"But sir, the assignment?"
"It's not the time to ask questions Zabini because you wont get an answer you like, now I suggest you leave before I get any angrier!" Snape was obviously livid and it was not a pretty sight. None of them argued, they just quickly gathered their things before they had to feel anymore of Snape's wrath.
Once they were out side the potions classroom, Malfoy pointed an accusatory finger at Harry, "This is all your fault!"
Harry smiled inwardly as he saw a shiner already starting to form on Malfoy's eye. "My fault? You were the one who had to bring my mum into this!"
"Everything I said was completely the truth, you don't have a mum!" Malfoy shot back. "And here's another bit of truth, your mudblood girlfriend hits better than you do!"
Zabini laughed at that, "Potter, you're even more pathetic than I thought."
Harry's fists were balled up at his sides and he knew if he didn't leave soon he would get into another fight. "Fuck you, you can both go to hell." And with that, Harry turned on his heal and headed toward Gryffindor tower, with his robes billowing out behind him.
Harry looked at his watch, it was 7:30 and he had to be at the potions classroom in a half hour.
"I can't believe Malfoy and Zabini got you a detention!" Ron said for the millionth time.
"Harry you really shouldn't have hit Malfoy like that," Said Hermione for the billionth time.
"He deserved it," Harry said for the zillionth time.
The three of them had been going over and over the incident ever since Ron and Hermione got back from potions class, and now they just seemed to be repeating themselves.
"And Malfoy had the nerve to say it was your fault!" Ron said hotly, and he said that with the same amount of disbelief, even though it had to be at least the eightieth time he had said it.
Hermione gave Harry a knowing look, "I think Harry is sick of talking about this. We ought to start on our homework, especially you Harry, since you don't have as much time as Ron and I."
Harry and Ron gave Hermione a look that basically said, sure, that'll happen.
Harry looked at his watch and saw that he only had ten minutes until his detention. "Guys I had better get going, if I'm late Snape might take off another fifty points."
"Alright Harry, we'll see you when you get back," said Hermione, whose face was still flushed from laughing.
"Later mate," said a grinning Ron.
Harry wanted to stay more than anything, but he had to go, so he peeled himself away from his friends and walked out the portrait hole.
He slowly walked to the potions classroom, not wanting to get there too early. When he finally arrived, Malfoy and Zabini were already there, glaring at him as if he was an hour late, instead of two minutes early. Harry noticed that Malfoy's shiner was gone. Harry had forgotten about his jaw and he now noticed it slightly ached. He meant to ask Hermione if she knew a healing spell because he didn't want to go to Madame Pomfrey, but it must have slipped his mind.
"Ah, Potter, so you've arrived," said Snape coldly. "Now the three of you, follow me." Snape headed over towards his potions closet, where he kept all types of potions and ingredients.
"These bottles have gotten so dusty lately that I can hardly tell what potion is inside it," Snape began. "The three of you are to polish every single bottle in here until it shines. I don't care if it takes you all night." There had to be hundred of bottles in there, but none of them said anything, they knew they would only make it worse for themselves. "Oh and I almost forgot, you will be doing this the muggle way, if I find out you used magic to clean these, then you will live to regret it." And with that, Snape turned and left.
Harry looked over and saw a couple rags and a bottle of polish over in the corner of the room. Harry bent down, put polish on his rag and began to clean a bottle near him silently, without even recognizing that there were two other people in the room.
Malfoy and Zabini, who were probably clueless on how to do anything the muggle way, watched Harry for a minute and then copied his actions.
They worked in silence for a long time, Malfoy and Zabini didn't even start talking about quidditch, or pureblood domination, or whatever Slytherins talk about.
Unfortunately, things did not stay this way. Harry went to reach for the bottle of polish at the same time Malfoy did. Both of them had a firm grip on the polish and there wasn't much chance of either of them letting go.
"Let go, I was here first Potter!" sneered Malfoy.
"Fat chance, I was here first!" Harry replied.
"Why don't you get your filthy hands off the polish before you taint it!"
"Why the hell would you care if I 'taint' some muggle cleaning utensil?" both the boys were now pulling on the polish, trying to get it from the others grip.
"Potter you little git, give him the polish!" Zabini chimed in.
"You better listen to him Potter," Malfoy said with an obnoxious smirk.
Harry suddenly had a brilliant idea that was too good to pass up, no matter how much damage it did. "Fine," and Harry abruptly let go of the polish, which caused Malfoy to fall back and fall on his arse. The polish, which had been uncapped, splattered all over Malfoy's face and hair.
"Gah!" Malfoy exclaimed at the abrupt fall.
Harry burst into a fit of laughter, "Well now that you got what you want, how does it feel Malfoy?" he said smugly between laughs.
Malfoy took his robes and wiped the polish from his face. He quickly got up and whipped his wand out. "You'll pay for that!" he growled.
Zabini made no move to do anything other than breathe, he was to eager to see how Malfoy was going to react.
Harry went to get his wand, but before he could even point it in Malfoy's direction, Malfoy had already said whatever hex he had planned. All Harry could do was duck so that it would miss him.
It worked because the hex went right over him, but Harry soon regretted it when the hex hit a nasty green potion from behind Harry and caused the bottle to explode. The contents of the bottle splattered all over Harry and Zabini who was standing to the left of it. Malfoy was standing just far enough to not get hit with anything.
"Now look what you've done!" Malfoy yelled at Harry.
"Me?!" Harry said in disbelief. "You're the one that sent the hex that broke the potion, I had no part in that!"
Malfoy was about to retort, when suddenly Zabini collapsed at his feet passed out. Harry realized that he felt a little woozy himself and he was seeing black dots in front of him that he hadn't noticed a second ago.
"Oh no, it must be the potion," Said Harry who was surprised that he had to force the words out because he felt so lethargic.
"That's ridiculous!" Malfoy started, "If it was the potion then you would have passed out als—" but Malfoy never finished, for Harry passed out right next to Zabini.
Draco stood there for a moment trying to get a hold of the situation. Blaise and Potter were passed out cold and for all he knew, they were dead. Draco knelt down over Blaise and put his ear to his mouth. He could feel Blaise's hot breath and could hear him breathing. So at least he was alive, thought Draco. Draco then reluctantly knelt down beside Potter and checked to make sure he was still breathing, and he was.
Draco stood up and looked at the two lifeless bodies. Okay don't panic, they're still alive. Should I take them to Madame Pomfrey's? No, Snape would be pissed if he ever found out and Madame Pomfrey would tell Dumbledore, who would probably have me expelled because I'm the one who broke the potion in the first place. I wouldn't be surprised if this was all part of a plan of Potter's so that I either get expelled, or have to polish everything myself. Stupid prat, git, arsehole, imbecil—
Draco was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a grunt from Blaise. Draco rushed over to him and knelt down by him. Draco slapped his face a couple of time to try and wake Blaise from his slumber. "Come on Blaise, wake-up!" Draco slapped him harder. "I know you can hear me!" Draco, against his better judgment, began to get a little frantic. "Wake-the-fuck-up!" With each word, Draco slapped Blaise's face. "C'mon, wake- up please?" Draco almost cringed at the last part, he never said please, but he was too panicky to care at the moment.
Blaise's eyes shot open, and they were filled with confusion. "Malfoy? What?- how?- did you?-"
"C'mon Blaise I know you can form a full sentence," Draco said, unable to keep the relief out of his voice. He wasn't just relieved that he wouldn't be expelled, he realized, but he was relieved that Blaise was okay. After all they were best friends.
"Blaise? I'm not…. hey what did you do to my voice?!" Blaise sat up now. "And where are my glasses?"
"You don't wear glasses, Blaise are you feeling alright? That potion must have messed with your head." Draco said confusedly.
"Stop calling me Blaise! I'm Harry, you know Harry Potter?"
Draco's jaw dropped, was Blaise serious? "You're Blaise, Blaise Zabini, what are you going on about?"
"Don't play with me Malfoy, because I don't believe—what the fuck?!" Draco had just transfigured a rag into a mirror and held it up to Blaise, or Potter, or whoever he was.
Just than, a moan cam from Potter's body. The two boys rushed over to him to try and sort out whatever was going on. "What the bloody hell? Why is my body over here, without me in it?" Blaise/Potter questioned.
Draco transfigured another rag into a glass of water and then splashed it all over Potter's face.
Potter began to spit out the water that went into his mouth. A second later his eyes were open and he looked mad at being splashed with water.
"What the fuck Draco?" he said began, but then he caught sight of Blaise, "Who are you and why do you look like me? And what the hell happened to my voice?!"
Draco thought he knew what was going on here, "What is your name?"
"What why are you—"
"Just answer the question!" Draco said forcefully.
"Blaise Zabini!" answered Harry's body.
Draco's jaw dropped once again. Then he slowly lifted the mirror and held it up to him so he could see what he looked like.
"Holy fucking shit! Why do I look like Potter?!"
"I think, I think you two switched bodies, I think that's what the potion was for." Replied Draco.
Blaise, the real Blaise that was in Harry's body, looked horrified, Potter looked disgusted.
"What are we supposed to do now?" Blaise asked horror stricken.
"Well go to Dumbledore of course, he'll fix this!" Said Potter.
"Ew, don't say that while in my body, I forbid you!" Blaise snarled.
"We can't go to Dumbledore, these potions are restricted to underage students, we could be expelled if anyone finds out we used them!" Draco insisted.
"Dumbledore wouldn't—"
"He wouldn't have a choice, it's in the wizarding law." Draco shot back.
"Well what are we going to do?! We can't stay like this!" Blaise said frantically.
"Don't worry, we'll figure something out," Draco said more confidently than he felt. "We can figure it out."
"Well that's great, but that could take months, what are we supposed to do in the meantime?" Potter spat at him.
"Well you'll have to take each other's place of course so no one is suspicious," Draco said almost amused at the situation.
"No way! I don't want to be a Slytherin!"
"Well do you think I want to be a Gryffindor?!"
"Shut-up you two! You have no choice! We'll all be expelled if anyone finds out!" Draco snapped.
"Well I have to tell Ron and Hermione at least," Potter began.
"No way Potter!" Blaise shouted. "Our cover would be blown for sure if you tell them. Just think if Weasley knew I was sleeping in his dorm. We'd get in a fight every night. And don't you think people would be a little suspicious that your precious Granger isn't treating me like I'm the fruit of her loins? Face it, their better off not knowing. Don't worry I wont hurt them." Blaise argued.
Potter contemplated this for a moment, "Fine, but we better find a cure and soon!"
"If we clean the potion up and finish polishing, we might get away with this, it could be years before Snape notices it's missing." Draco rationalized.
They all agreed and finished off the rest of the bottles in silence. When they finally finished it was two in the morning.
They walked out of the potions classroom and stood there awkwardly for a moment. "Alright I guess we better get going."
"Wait Potter, what's the Gryffindor password?" Blaise asked.
Potter looked very reluctant.
"C'mon Potter, I'll find out eventually, you had better tell me now."
"Fine it's, Flobberworm."
"Flobberworm? That's what you Gryffindor's call a password? Pansies! The lot of you!"
"Shut-up! Fine then what's your password?!"
"That's for me to know and you to find out," and with that, Zabini turned on his heal and headed toward Gryffindor tower.
"C'mon Potter, and Blaise is right, don't look like such a pansy, you'll give us away." Draco said smirking.
"Shut-up Malfoy." But Potter did turn and walk with Draco towards the dungeons.
When they reached the portrait hole, Draco got real close and whispered the password so that Potter couldn't hear. "Why are you whispering it? I need to know that password too!"
"Stay quiet Potter, you'll wake-up the whole house, and you don't need it right now do you? I'll tell you when it's necessary." Draco said smiling deviously.
Potter mumbled something under his breath that sounded a lot like 'screw you' but Draco couldn't be sure.
When they got inside, Draco noticed that Potter was looking around, probably noticing how different it was from Gryffindor tower. The two boys went up the right staircase, which was the boys dormitory.
Draco led Potter down the long hallway and finally stopped at a door that was almost at the end of it. Draco opened the door and walked in with Potter behind.
Draco sat down on a bed near the right wall, then he pointed to the bed closest to him. "That's your bed." Then he pointed to the third bed in the room. "We share this room with Theodore, that's his bed, but he's never here because he always sneaks into the girls dormitories to be with his girlfriend. In a way that probably works out for the better, because he would probably get suspicious of you anyway."
"How does he get into the girls dormitories, isn't there a charm on it so boys can't get up there?" Potter asked.
"Don't be stupid Potter, of course there are ways of getting around that, it's just a little charm to scare the boys."
"Oh, So how come Crabbe and Goyle don't stay in your dorm? I have five people in mine."
"Don't ask me to fathom the logic behind Dumbledore's room assignments."
Potter rolled his eyes, but decided not to start a fight against Draco's less that subtle insult of Dumbledore.
Potter simply sat on his bed and closed his curtains so that Draco could no longer see him.
Draco wondered if he was going to bed, he wanted to ask him if he was, or if he was going to change into pajamas, or brush his teeth, but Draco decided it was best if he didn't ask. So he headed to the bathroom to do those exact things for himself.
Draco still couldn't get a handle on the situation. Although he was quite amused by it, he dreaded having to share a room with Potter. He decided he would go to the library first thing tomorrow to find a cure so that he could have Blaise back A.S.A.P. He was really glad tomorrow was Saturday.