~*The Harry Potter version of Freaky Friday*~

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Chapter 4: The Training Session

After Luna and Hermione had left Trelawney's classroom, Hermione came up with a plan. "Why don't we just pretend that we've solved our problem? I mean, you know what it is, right?" "Of course I do." "Well..." "Look Hermione, I'm not going to pretend that I don't like Ron; it's not going to work." "Fine, I will. We'll go up to Trelawney's room, and I'll, I'll- pretend that I don't like Ron." "Ok, but I doubt it's worth it." So they ran back up to Trelawney's classroom. Luckily, she was still there. "Professor-" said Hermione. "I don't like-" "If you're trying to pretend like you've solved your problem, hold your breath dear; it doesn't work that way. You will only switch back if and only if your problem truly gets solved. It's already 2:00, so I suggest you work on it or get used to being stuck this way." Fuming, Hermione and Luna marched down to the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry and Ron were there. "Luna, what are you doing here?" asked Ron curiously. "Oh, um..." said Luna in Hermione's body. "Hermione here is helping me study for a History of Magic Exam, isn't that right, Hermione?" said Hermione in Luna's body. "Yeah, I don't- I mean you don't understand those darn warrior trolls." Luna laughed. "Oh... well, we'll be down at Quidditch practice then; see you at dinner," said Ron, and Ron and Harry left, staring at Hermione and Luna strangely. As soon as they were gone, Hermione went off on a tangent. "OK, Let's get one thing straight- you are NOT going to ruin my life just because you happen to be stuck as me! Oh, gosh, I have a test tomorrow, what if I fail... I mean you fail... what if YOU fail as ME! I can't believe this is happening..." "Look, we're stuck like this, and it isn't going to change-" Hermione looked like she was about to scream, so Luna quickly added, "At least not yet." "Ok, lets reason through this," said Hermione, regaining calm. "I'm stuck as you and you're stuck as me, I think we've established that... and we'll both have to attend each other's classes, hang out with the other's friends... Oh no! I have a date with Krum tomorrow!" "WHAT? The Quidditch player?!" screamed Luna. "Yes, how many Krums do you know of?" "YES! I get to go out with Viktor Krum!" Luna jumped up and down in excitement "Don't get carried away; it's not a big deal." But Hermione did look disappointed. "Not a big- wait, I have to learn to act like you, or else Harry and Ron will get suspicious!"

"No kidding, and unfortunately, I'm stuck as you." Hermione and Luna both scowled. "Ok, come on." Hermione marched Luna up to the girls' dormitory, and opened up her wardrobe. "If you're going to be me, you have to dress like me." Luna walked up to the wardrobe and found a lot of preppy-looking clothes. "Great." She said, not at all looking forward to dressing like Hermione. "And this is what you'll be wearing on your date with Krum." Hermione took out a short sleeved, plain sea foam green dress that was wrapped in a plastic bag. "Hey, I actually like that dress," said Luna. "Well, it cost me a lot of money, so don't get any stains on it!" "Fine, I won't." "And, your hair will need fixing, too," said Hermione, noting her own hair wasn't up to par. "It's supposed to look bushy, not like it got stuck in a hairdryer." "I'll fix it, then!" said Luna, angry. "You're forgetting that you have to dress like me, too." So they went to the Ravenclaw common room, and Hermione found what she thought were a weird assortment of clothes, like those you would buy in a souvenir shop.
"Oh, and please, please, please do NOT cut my hair!" said Luna.
"Don't worry, I won't." said Hermione unconvincingly. Luna looked mad.
"I won't, ok!" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

A few hours later, after Hermione learned to act like Luna and vice versa, it was already time for dinner. "Ok, go sit with those kids over there," said Luna, pointing out all the kids who were in wizard's chess club. "I know where to sit," she said, smiling. Hermione scowled. "I'm warning you, if you act like-" said Hermione, but Luna had already gone to sit by Ron and Harry. Growling, Hermione sat down at the Ravenclaw table. "Where were you all day, Luna?" said a girl with pink and purple highlights. "Yeah, we thought you might be killed by a yeakle," said a boy with black hair and big-rimmed glasses.
"Um, I had to help Madam Hooch reorganize the broomsticks, you know first years, always disorganized and careless.
"Well that explains it," said the black-haired boy, helping himself to roast beef. Relieved, Hermione relaxed and started on her own food.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "So then, this giant dragon came out of nowhere, and of course I had to get a picture," Luna was saying. Harry and Ron were laughing. "And then what?" asked Harry, intrigued. "I woke up just before it ate me." "Hermione, you never told us you had weird dreams before," said Ron. "I suspected you only had nightmares about failing your exams." "Oh, no. I don't have to dream about that." "Why?' asked Ron. "You never failed a test before." "Oh... never mind. So what do you dream about, Ronald?" "I don't usually remember my dreams, but if I do, it's usually about Quidditch." "Me too!" said Luna. "Did you ever dream that..."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "So Luna, did you see any narkles today?" said the dark-haired boy, whom Hermione found out was called Edward. "Oh yeah, all the time, Edward," said Hermione. "You're scaring me; my name is Eddie, remember?" "I remember, sorry Eddie." "Want my apple, I'm stuffed." Said Eddie, handing Hermione his apple. "Sure, thanks Edward- I mean Eddie." Hermione took a bite of her apple and then spit it out.
"This apple is plastic!" said Hermione. The dark-haired boy was laughing.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist." Hermione scowled.
"I'm sorry, it was only a joke. Here, have my cake, it's not plastic." Hermione took the cake, and laughed in spite of herself.

~*End of Chapter 4. Please review!*~