Hi y'all. new fic, hope you like it
any way, for those of you ready stir crazy, I have writters block and will get back to it eventually.
but this is my new one, hope you like it
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters in the fic, I dont even own the idea, so you cant sue me (well, you can, but you wont win much, unless you want a cand of coke and hairbrush)
Flames will be used to set my brother on fire...enjoy!!!
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"Blow it out your rear end Malfoy" Hermione yelled as Draco bumped her. She dropped her books which scattered across the floor in front of him. A few people in the hall turned to watch, it was time for the daily fight between the sixth year gryffindors and slytherins.
"Oh, such charming language for the future head girl to be using...and besides, you ran into me...I have to go and do a cleansing spell on my robes now, I am contaminated." Draco drawled, Crabbe and Goyle both sniggered. Harry and Ron looked at each other, and then stepped up behind Hermione.
"Oh, the body guards are here, I am so scared" Draco said sarcastically. Ron clenched his fists at his side.
"You better be scared Malfoy" Ron said calmly, Draco smirked at him.
"Yeah right, like i would really be scared of you Weasle, what can you possibly do to hurt me...challange me to a game of chess?" He laughed, and a few of the Slytherins who had gathered around laughed also. Harry could feel anger coursing through Ron's body, and he knew it would only be a matter of time before some one got seriously hurt, and Ron landed yet another detention. Harry decieded for the sake of every one he would step in and try to defuse the situation, if Ron was to get in trouble again, that would mean another howler. Ron had only just opened a Howler at Hagrid's that morning, so maybe it was not a good idea for him to provoke his mother to send another one.
"Do you ever get board of being evil?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged. He knew Harry's fighting style, at the begining of their fifth year, Harry became the type of person who would rather talk his way out of situations in stead of cursing his way out. Every one thought of him as very noble because of this, Draco just thought he was being a whimp.
"It is a hell of a lot more interesting than your life Potter" Draco replied.
"How would you know what is interesting in my life?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged. It seemd he had a conversation like this almost every day with harry. And it was starting to get boring. But Draco liked the challange, he would spend each day trying to rile up Harry, to get a violent reaction out of him, but so far, he was yet to suceed.
"Well, you live by the rules Potter and that is pretty boring." Draco told him.
"Well you live against the rules, you are sneaky, manipulative..." Harry began.
"Thank you" Draco smiled. Harry rolled his eyes, he would never understand would be happy to be all of those things.
"And you know where that is going to get you in life?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged, and smirked. Here comes the part of the fight when Harry acts all smart and sensitive in order to get the girls to swoon.
"Oh, do tell me Potter, please, enlighten us" Draco joked, every one in the hall had now stopped to listen to the two boys, who were known for their very eventful fights.
"It will land you in Azkaban...just like your old man" Harry replied calmly and then turned to walk out of the hallway. Draco tried to show no emotion about Harry comment on his father. Lucius Malfoy had been sent to Azkaban at the begining of his fifth year when Harry testified that he had seen him at the death eaters rally on the night of the third task. Draco had been unchanged by it all, he really didn't care if his father was in prison or not, truth was, he was even glad that his dad was out of the way where he could no longer hurt any one.
"Well, at least I have a father" Draco replied. Harry stopped, now it was his turn to be angry. HArry turned back to Draco and shot him a look of pure hatred. Draco wondered for a minute if he had overstepped the marks. There were always a few things that they had never brought up in their fights, and their parents was one of them.
"I would rather have a noble father who died in the fight than a father who is in prison for killing thousands of innocent people" Harry growled.
"Oh, really, does the same apply for that godfather of yours, he killed people to, and yet you love him, you are a hypocrite" Draco accused. That comment he did regret, because Harry had turned livid.
"Sirius never killed any body" Harry replied, Draco smirked.
"Oh, i am sure he didn't" Draco replied sarcastically. Draco had no idea as to the real story of what happened on the night of Harry's parents death, so he was just going off of information that he had found out over the years.
"What would you know any way Malfoy?" Harry growled, Draco sighed.
"I know a hell of a lot more than you suspect Potter" Malfoy replied. Truthfully he was bluffing, he only really knew a few things about Harry that were not over exagerated stories passed on by his rabid little groupies.
"You would have to, in order to get your self dressed in the morning..." the gryffindor onlookers all laughed "Unless, Crabbe and Goyle dress you"
"I can dress myself, thank you very much, and at least I have clothes that fit, not some muggle hand be downs that would fit a small african elephant" Draco replied, this time, a few of the slytherin on lookers laughed.
"At least I have realised the concept of colour, tell me Malfoy, do you always dress like you are going to a funeral?" Harry asked. Draco sighed slightly, he was glad the subject was off their parents. It was easier to fight with Harry over petty little things.
"Do you always dress like you are a homeless bum?" Draco shot back in return.
"Do you always glue your hair to your head like that?" Harry asked, Draco smirked.
"Do you ever do any thing with your hair?" He replied, Harry shrugged.
"Some thing has to cover the scar...so Malfoy, how do you plan on hiding the dark mark?" Harry asked calmly. Draco's face went paler than usual (if that is possible) and he drew his wand on Harry. If there was any thing that Draco hated, it was people who implied he was a death eater.
"Shut you dirty mudblood loving mouth Potter before I shut it for you" he yelled, Harry smiled calmly and then pulled his own wand from his back pocket.
"What is the matter Malfoy? Did I say some thing wrong?...what are you going to do, set an unforgivable curse on me?" Harry asked. "Like father like son"
"Shut your face Potter" Malfoy yelled. Harry looked at Draco, whose eyes were shinning brightly with anger.
"When I am out of Hogwarts, Iam not going to rest until I put your junior death eater ass in prison, in a cell right beside your father" Harry told him in a low whisper. Malfoy pressed Harry up against the wall behind him.
"You know nothing about me Potter, so dont even pretend that you do" He scolded.
"I dont need to know any thing more than I already do" Harry replied.
"And you know nothing, so just shut the hell up" Draco growled.
"Like I said, I know enough, you are a Slytherin and a Malfoy, and that is all there really is to it" Harry replied.
"Dont simplify me like that you have no idea what my life is like..." Draco replied, holding his wand against Harry's chest. "...You know, some times I wish you did know what it was like to be me"
and with that said, light flooded out of the end of his wand, and both boys hit the floor.
*****
When Draco opened his eyes again, his vison was blurry. He blinked a few times, and rubbed his eyes. He couldn't understand why he couldn't see properly.
"I see you are awake, Mr Potter" He heard from beside him. He looked up to see the blurry outline of Dumbledore standing beside him.
"Potter?" Draco asked, shocked.
"I always knew it would only be a matter of time before you or Mr Malfoy ended up in the hospital wing" Dumbledore continued, Draco sat up nd rubbed his eys again.
"Why can't I see?" he asked, but his voice didn't sound like his own, he even sounded like Potter.
"Oh, of course. i am sorry Harry" Dumbledore smiled and handed him Harry's glasses. Draco looked down at the glasses in the palm of his hand.
"Sir, I dont wear glasses" Draco replied, Dumbledore chuckled.
"of course you do Harry, you know you are almost blind with out them" Draco shrugged and lifted the glasses to his eyes and put them on, and suddenly, he could see again.
"Strange...Sir, why do you keep calling me Potter?" Draco asked, Dumbledore chuckled again.
"Surely, you have not forgotten your own name?" He asked. Draco loked confused, and then he looked down at his hands...they weren't his hands.
"What the?" he mumbled, llifting his hands to his face to look at them. They were slightly tanned, far more coloured then his own hands, and the nail were a little on the dirty side, which Draco Malfoy would never let happen.
"Sir, I think there has been some mistake..." Draco began, but then some thing caught his attention, the person on the next bed had just woken up.
And Draco was looking into his own face.
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There will be a new chapter soon, hop you enjoyed it.
any way, for those of you ready stir crazy, I have writters block and will get back to it eventually.
but this is my new one, hope you like it
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters in the fic, I dont even own the idea, so you cant sue me (well, you can, but you wont win much, unless you want a cand of coke and hairbrush)
Flames will be used to set my brother on fire...enjoy!!!
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"Blow it out your rear end Malfoy" Hermione yelled as Draco bumped her. She dropped her books which scattered across the floor in front of him. A few people in the hall turned to watch, it was time for the daily fight between the sixth year gryffindors and slytherins.
"Oh, such charming language for the future head girl to be using...and besides, you ran into me...I have to go and do a cleansing spell on my robes now, I am contaminated." Draco drawled, Crabbe and Goyle both sniggered. Harry and Ron looked at each other, and then stepped up behind Hermione.
"Oh, the body guards are here, I am so scared" Draco said sarcastically. Ron clenched his fists at his side.
"You better be scared Malfoy" Ron said calmly, Draco smirked at him.
"Yeah right, like i would really be scared of you Weasle, what can you possibly do to hurt me...challange me to a game of chess?" He laughed, and a few of the Slytherins who had gathered around laughed also. Harry could feel anger coursing through Ron's body, and he knew it would only be a matter of time before some one got seriously hurt, and Ron landed yet another detention. Harry decieded for the sake of every one he would step in and try to defuse the situation, if Ron was to get in trouble again, that would mean another howler. Ron had only just opened a Howler at Hagrid's that morning, so maybe it was not a good idea for him to provoke his mother to send another one.
"Do you ever get board of being evil?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged. He knew Harry's fighting style, at the begining of their fifth year, Harry became the type of person who would rather talk his way out of situations in stead of cursing his way out. Every one thought of him as very noble because of this, Draco just thought he was being a whimp.
"It is a hell of a lot more interesting than your life Potter" Draco replied.
"How would you know what is interesting in my life?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged. It seemd he had a conversation like this almost every day with harry. And it was starting to get boring. But Draco liked the challange, he would spend each day trying to rile up Harry, to get a violent reaction out of him, but so far, he was yet to suceed.
"Well, you live by the rules Potter and that is pretty boring." Draco told him.
"Well you live against the rules, you are sneaky, manipulative..." Harry began.
"Thank you" Draco smiled. Harry rolled his eyes, he would never understand would be happy to be all of those things.
"And you know where that is going to get you in life?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged, and smirked. Here comes the part of the fight when Harry acts all smart and sensitive in order to get the girls to swoon.
"Oh, do tell me Potter, please, enlighten us" Draco joked, every one in the hall had now stopped to listen to the two boys, who were known for their very eventful fights.
"It will land you in Azkaban...just like your old man" Harry replied calmly and then turned to walk out of the hallway. Draco tried to show no emotion about Harry comment on his father. Lucius Malfoy had been sent to Azkaban at the begining of his fifth year when Harry testified that he had seen him at the death eaters rally on the night of the third task. Draco had been unchanged by it all, he really didn't care if his father was in prison or not, truth was, he was even glad that his dad was out of the way where he could no longer hurt any one.
"Well, at least I have a father" Draco replied. Harry stopped, now it was his turn to be angry. HArry turned back to Draco and shot him a look of pure hatred. Draco wondered for a minute if he had overstepped the marks. There were always a few things that they had never brought up in their fights, and their parents was one of them.
"I would rather have a noble father who died in the fight than a father who is in prison for killing thousands of innocent people" Harry growled.
"Oh, really, does the same apply for that godfather of yours, he killed people to, and yet you love him, you are a hypocrite" Draco accused. That comment he did regret, because Harry had turned livid.
"Sirius never killed any body" Harry replied, Draco smirked.
"Oh, i am sure he didn't" Draco replied sarcastically. Draco had no idea as to the real story of what happened on the night of Harry's parents death, so he was just going off of information that he had found out over the years.
"What would you know any way Malfoy?" Harry growled, Draco sighed.
"I know a hell of a lot more than you suspect Potter" Malfoy replied. Truthfully he was bluffing, he only really knew a few things about Harry that were not over exagerated stories passed on by his rabid little groupies.
"You would have to, in order to get your self dressed in the morning..." the gryffindor onlookers all laughed "Unless, Crabbe and Goyle dress you"
"I can dress myself, thank you very much, and at least I have clothes that fit, not some muggle hand be downs that would fit a small african elephant" Draco replied, this time, a few of the slytherin on lookers laughed.
"At least I have realised the concept of colour, tell me Malfoy, do you always dress like you are going to a funeral?" Harry asked. Draco sighed slightly, he was glad the subject was off their parents. It was easier to fight with Harry over petty little things.
"Do you always dress like you are a homeless bum?" Draco shot back in return.
"Do you always glue your hair to your head like that?" Harry asked, Draco smirked.
"Do you ever do any thing with your hair?" He replied, Harry shrugged.
"Some thing has to cover the scar...so Malfoy, how do you plan on hiding the dark mark?" Harry asked calmly. Draco's face went paler than usual (if that is possible) and he drew his wand on Harry. If there was any thing that Draco hated, it was people who implied he was a death eater.
"Shut you dirty mudblood loving mouth Potter before I shut it for you" he yelled, Harry smiled calmly and then pulled his own wand from his back pocket.
"What is the matter Malfoy? Did I say some thing wrong?...what are you going to do, set an unforgivable curse on me?" Harry asked. "Like father like son"
"Shut your face Potter" Malfoy yelled. Harry looked at Draco, whose eyes were shinning brightly with anger.
"When I am out of Hogwarts, Iam not going to rest until I put your junior death eater ass in prison, in a cell right beside your father" Harry told him in a low whisper. Malfoy pressed Harry up against the wall behind him.
"You know nothing about me Potter, so dont even pretend that you do" He scolded.
"I dont need to know any thing more than I already do" Harry replied.
"And you know nothing, so just shut the hell up" Draco growled.
"Like I said, I know enough, you are a Slytherin and a Malfoy, and that is all there really is to it" Harry replied.
"Dont simplify me like that you have no idea what my life is like..." Draco replied, holding his wand against Harry's chest. "...You know, some times I wish you did know what it was like to be me"
and with that said, light flooded out of the end of his wand, and both boys hit the floor.
*****
When Draco opened his eyes again, his vison was blurry. He blinked a few times, and rubbed his eyes. He couldn't understand why he couldn't see properly.
"I see you are awake, Mr Potter" He heard from beside him. He looked up to see the blurry outline of Dumbledore standing beside him.
"Potter?" Draco asked, shocked.
"I always knew it would only be a matter of time before you or Mr Malfoy ended up in the hospital wing" Dumbledore continued, Draco sat up nd rubbed his eys again.
"Why can't I see?" he asked, but his voice didn't sound like his own, he even sounded like Potter.
"Oh, of course. i am sorry Harry" Dumbledore smiled and handed him Harry's glasses. Draco looked down at the glasses in the palm of his hand.
"Sir, I dont wear glasses" Draco replied, Dumbledore chuckled.
"of course you do Harry, you know you are almost blind with out them" Draco shrugged and lifted the glasses to his eyes and put them on, and suddenly, he could see again.
"Strange...Sir, why do you keep calling me Potter?" Draco asked, Dumbledore chuckled again.
"Surely, you have not forgotten your own name?" He asked. Draco loked confused, and then he looked down at his hands...they weren't his hands.
"What the?" he mumbled, llifting his hands to his face to look at them. They were slightly tanned, far more coloured then his own hands, and the nail were a little on the dirty side, which Draco Malfoy would never let happen.
"Sir, I think there has been some mistake..." Draco began, but then some thing caught his attention, the person on the next bed had just woken up.
And Draco was looking into his own face.
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There will be a new chapter soon, hop you enjoyed it.