Author's Note: Ok it is kind of hard to name the characters and it takes me ages to write it. I will keep to the characters names. So when I say Harry I mean Dresden in Murphy's body and vice versa.

Pokeitlikejello: Yay for making you a shipper.

JenniDinoRobot: No they switched bodies so Murphy woke in Harry's body at his place and vice versa. The name thing is confusing me too.

Lerrinus: HAHA I had to put that in.

glicine33: HAH! Gotcha!

HDHDHDHDHD

The situation was only hilarious to one.

Bob was holding back his chuckles as he watched Harry and Lt. Murphy circle each other, staring dumbfounded. Then broke out in fits as Murphy in Harry's body started slinging accusations at his former apprentice. The yelling lasted a few minutes until harry could calm her enough. He went making tea, only to realize that Murphy's shortness wouldn't let him reach the cups on top of his shelves.

He kicked the closest chair with satisfaction and then went back to where his body stood, still staring at him angrily. Actually he never knew he could look so menacing, then again that was probably just Murphy.

'Look why would I ever do something like that to us? Stupid right?'

He hoped to sound condescending but the higher pitch in his voice unsettled him. His words came out unsure and he grabbed his slim throat.

'Jeez Murphy...'

She /he glared at him and then folded her arms over her chest. For a moment Harry thought about how that made his chest bunch like he had actual muscles before he was thrown out of his reverie when he was pinched on the arm.

'Get out of Lala Land Dresden. If you haven't really noticed before we are not in our own bodies!'

With a graceful (inside he spat at the word) smirk Harry looked down at his chest.

'Believe me I noticed.'

With an angry grunt Murphy plowed past Dresden to the couch. She could've easily killed him/ herself but just thinking of it made his head hurt. The stupidity and his chuckles vanished as he realized this wasn't fun. And then Harry's eyes widened, making his Murphy eyebrows raise all to delicately for the shock suddenly registering in him.

'Oh damn... Magic...'

'Of course this was you Hokuspokus shit doing it Dresden. What else did you think?'

'No...Magic...I mean mine!'

With a flick of his female wrist he mumbled a few words, gathering a spell to get his staff, concentrating hard. Nothing happened. He slumped down onto the couch, face in his hands and cursing.

'What?'

His own face looked at him as if he'd gone bonkers.

'Apparently Harry's magic stayed in usual vessel.'

Bob's voice held none of the laughter from before as he looked just as puzzled as both the people in front of him. While Harry sat slumped in his new body, his owner stared back confused still obviously remembering now that Bob was a ghost. The Lt. let her new body pale considerably and she sat next to her body with Harry in it.

'Magic?'

Harry nodded.

'If I may? Harr...Lt. Murphy, would you please look at the staff over there and concentrate on bringing it to you and then try gathering strength and then say ventas servitas.'

At first she looked like she wanted to put herself in a mental ward, then she remembered that the guy who had told her apparently was a ghost and she was in Dresden's body. She looked at the Staff which stood on the other side of the room, focusing on the hockey stick, then imagined pulling it towards her and mumbled the words as she found her mind settling on it.

The rattling of the wood on the wall, then the following crash made her open her eyes again. It hadn't moved much, but enough to fall over.

'This means trouble Harry. If your foes find out that you are without magic right now...'

'Argh...don't mention it. I am trying to calm myself here.'

'What...how come your Mumbo Jumbo stayed behind with me?'

They both looked at Bob who shrugged.

'I have never encountered a body switch. Only heard of it. And the switched usually didn't live long enough to tell tales. One thing is clear, to find out what ever happened to you two the Lt. has to learn to control her powers, fast.'

'Bob I needed years.'

'Well we'll have to crash course her then. The most important stuff. How to gather magic and steer it et cetera.'

Throughout the chat between the two Murphy had simply stared at her hand, then at the Hockey stick.

'Magic...true...Harry Potter kind of Magic.'