In your shoes
chapter one
This is your fault!
"Malfoy you son of a bitch! Look at what you've done now!" Hermione growled out dark stony grey eyes piercing the smaller wizard.
"Me!" Malfoy shrieked standing her ground she was just about ready to kill her... him... what ever!
"Yes you! can't you even fire off a simple jelly leg jinx without messing it up you prat!" Hermione exploded, she... he... err...it... had had a very bad day and it just got worse.
They where presently in a deserted corridor after hours and where now staring each other down.
Does anyone else feel just a bit confused? I know I am. maybe we should go back... back to say the train ride to Hogwarts to find out what the hell is going on with them.
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Hermione's POV
Hurry up, Hurry up, Hurry up...
It had been going on in my head ever since this morning, the mantra that kept going, and going, and going, and ... well you get the point... ever since I had woken late. Of all mornings to be late why this one!
I jumped out of my parents mini-van getting my foot caught in one of my bags and almost redecorated my face with a new black eye. I was off to a 'Smashing' start.
I got my foot unstuck and helped my dad get my things, huge trunk, cat basket, purse and travel bag onto a trolley.
"BymumBydadloveyouwillmissyouby!!" I hollered in one go kissing them both at lightning speed before running off with my things onto the platform to get on the train.
"departure in 10 minutes!" someone yelled. the booming voice nearly made me jump out of my skin and I ran to get my things in the train not paying much attention to anything until I plowed into the last person on earth I wanted to see.
We both fell in a heap on the floor and I let out a groan of pain trying to get my barrings in place before raising my head to excuse myself but found myself looking in deep pools of silvery-grey.
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Draco's POV
Life really sucked, and what do you do when your life sucks? you make sure everyone elses life sucks too.
So here I was 'minding my own business' on the platform and teaching first year the meaning of fear and already doing my duty as prefect to deduct points from second year and up for stepping out of line or breaking unwritten but sensible rules. I had turned out to be quite a handsome bloke, fine baby blond hair that swept past my jaw and sometimes hid my eyes from view as well as the physique of a supermodel, but hell I'm not bragging. Anyways I had turned to deduct points from a third year Hufflepuff student who was yelling a boys name over and over again to try and get his attention when I felt the wind knocked out of me and felt as if someone had ripped the floor from right under me.
I herd someone groan and looked up ready with a few choice words once the world stopped spinning long enough but was caught off guard when I found myself staring in the most beautiful hazel eyes. Then I suddenly became aware of my body as well as the one on top of me and I swore when I realized who had toppled on to me like that.
"get off of me you stupid mudblood!" I ground out forcefully.
I saw her hazel eyes flare up at the 'pet name' and she pulled herself off making sure to knee me in the gut first, ungrateful Gryffindork bitch. Her eyes seemed to widen at that one and I was rewarded with her foot in my side.
"You stupid prat, why don't you just do the world a favor and die already!" she seethed before walking off, leaving me to get up by myself. I'm definitely going to feel this later... since when does the mudblood have curves?
I shrugged it off and got on the train heading to the prefect compartment for our first meeting, I was relieved to see that Pansy had not become a permanent part of my body as she had found another willing slave to latch onto so I just seated myself in one of the corners of the enchanted compartment and looked out the window in a bored aristocratic way.
Hermione's POV
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, I am sooo late!!!!!!!!
Oh I'm going to kill Ron, and Malfoy,... And Harry, and that obnoxious hufflepuff for rendering me deaf in one ear... note self: make avada list.
I slammed the brakes and skidded to a half in front of the prefect compartment before McGonagall slid the door closed.
"Right on time miss Granger, please join us" came the serious reprimanding tone. I shrank under her gaze and entered the room, trying to make myself as small as possible and sitting down next to Ron who had managed to be there early, gee I wonder why?
"Now that everyone is here I would like to present to you your knew heads, Miss Morrisson of Ravenclaw and mister Lawrence of Gryffindor"
Someone chocked and I turned around to see Malfoy trying to swallow down what ever he had been trying to drink.
" Yes mister Malfoy?" McGonagall asked impatiently.
"You mean to tell me oody goody Granger didn't get the post?" he said after getting his breath back.
"The post was indeed offered to miss Granger but was politely refused" she answered, for ever the patient reproachful saint that was professor McGonagall.
Correction make 2 separate avada lists, the first for quick kills and the second for maiming and torture, then death.
"Why? would ruin your very busy social life Granger?" Malfoy sneered as other Slytherins grinned.
First I'm going to beat him up with a fire poker, then I'm going to cut his fingers off one by one with a rusty knife and after that I'll...
" No Malfoy, unlike you, I truly want to earn my living without daddy dearest there with a check book in hand" I said smiling sweetly at him, several Gryffindors where whistling at the reply while the other house prefects where trying to hide their smiles. Ron was grinning madly.
Hermione 2/ Malfoy 0
round 3, ding.
Malfoy was seething and shot me a famous Malfoy glare while I smiled back at him and then returned my attention to the professor before she coughed a hairball or something.
"Unlike previous years there will be a prefect tower, meaning the 12 of you will all have separate rooms, the Quiditch captains will also be housing there. here are your schedules for your rounds. You have been paired up with a member of another house to promote house unity"
"Shit I got Pansy" Ron was making gagging noises and I just rolled my eyes at him, I was lucky, I got a Ravenclaw fellow, insert woops of joy at the prospect of inteligent, non quiditch based conversations.
I saw Pansy making a look of absolute horror as well and smiled, I was rolling around with evil laughter in my head.
" Now then I will leave you to your heads to discuss the time tables of your rounds as well as any activity you plan on having during the year."
With that said professor McGonagall left us together and all was decided. We soon left to do our rounds along the train, correction, I left to do rounds while Ron stuffed his face with Harry in a compartment. Ron is officially on maim and kill list now.
Draco's POV
Oh she is going to regret this, 'Daddy dearest' is anything but a father and now that he's in jail for being a death eater because of them. How dare she!
I was now stalking the corridors of the train when I spotted her, she was escorting a first year who had seemed to have lost his pet, great a Neville reincarnate, then the idea seemed to amuse me, who would be the Draco reincarnate? hell does this mean there is another golden trio too?
I watched her from my vantage point, she had already changed into school robes, typical Granger. Her hair cascaded in loose curls of multy-toned shades of brown. She had gone to see a stylist or something? I tried to suppress a shiver at the memory of her body against mine, a shiver of disgust mind you! The curves that where now hidden thanks to layers of clothes and robes, she smiled at the first year and pushed some curls behind her ear with a french manicured hand. I turned my back on them and left, I wasn't interested in talking to filth just yet, even if it was to insult them.
I went back to my 2 rock headed servants, my rounds where finished for now and I was famished, lucky for me the trolly hag was coming to a stop when I arrived at the door of our compartment. Pansy was codling up to Blaise as he looked disinterested, Crab and Goyle where playing exploding snaps and laughing dumbly at each other. The intelligence in this compartment is positively suffocating right now...
I sit down and looked at what I had purchased and started to munch down.
Narator's POV
As the train slowed to a stop and the students got off the train, the loud booming voice that was Hagrid came beconing the first years for the traditional arrival to the castle by boat.
All other students got into the many carriages to make their way to the gates, their luggage had disappeared from the train with the house elf magic and was now in everyones respective rooms.
Hermione was of course flanking Harry as they made their way to one of the carriages looking at Ron while he flailed his arms wildly to add to the already unbelievable tale of him and his brother Charlie trying to tame a gold dragon, Hermione tried not to roll her eyes at him, Ron was sweet but he had too much pride and desire to show off to say a story without embellishing it.
Hermione knew the truth though, Ron was trying to impress her the only way a mindless 17 year old knew how to. Hermione tried to stay polite and emphasize on friends, such phrases as ' oh Ron your such a good friend' and such, Harry had got the message, Ron however did not. Even Harry now tried every now and then with the now, not so subtle hinting that she was only interested in friendship from him.
Draco, Blaise, Pansy, Crabe and Goyle walked past them when they all got off the carriage, Malfoy 'acidentaly' bumping into Hermioneand sending her spread eagle on the muddy flag stone of the court yard.
Pansy laughed horribly as the others sneered and smirked " oh look, a mudblood covered in mud, how appropriate, or are you just bleeding to death?" granted Pansy was not very gifted with insults but it had Harry and Ron growling menacingly as Hermione pushed herself up. mutering a cleaning spell and then while Draco had his back turned laughing at another joke she muttered another spell that had him breaking out in a sweaty rash and had his face ravaged by pimples, big ugly white pimples.
Needless to say, hermione had the last laugh as she had also put a concealment charm timed to take off at exactly the moment Dumbledore said "now please, tuck in". Vengeance was sweet.
hermione 3 draco 0
round 4, ding!
so you like? don't like? it's just a teaser to see what sort of funny torture we can make them go threw before they possess the others body, so if you want to see draco do something to mione or vice versa, tell me in your reviews and I'll be more then pleased to fit it in my story!