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It wasn't supposed to be a bad day. I had dreamt Umbridge was kicked out of Hogwarts for being a bastard torturer and I was in the bathroom shaving, half asleep, admiring every feature of my gorgeous face when I realised that my face was not my face.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"

My screaming was heard by the house elves in the kitchen.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO, FUCK! NO!" I kept repeating and repeating, running my hands through my cheeks, forehead and hair.

That wasn't my face, it was my brother Fred's face.

"FUCKING GROSS!"

And I had been admiring my features like an idiot. Admiring my brother's shitty features! This couldn't be happening. On top of that, with the scare and all I had cut my face and I had a two-meter-long scratch on it. Well at least now it looked a little bit prettier.

"FRED!"

I stumbled at full speed into the room, only to find Lee, who greeted me with a pillow in my face telling me to stop making so much noise and that classes don't start until 9 and it's still 8:55 and he'd like to get some more sleep.

I was only wearing an old white T-shirt and my white shorts with red dots, but I didn't care. I went down to the common room. Fred was sitting at a table, flirting with Alicia, Angelina and Katie at the same time. I jerked him across the room, almost ripping his arm off.

"Okay! Okay, I'm coming! What? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Have you not noticed?! We have switched bodies!"

"We have what?! Are you kidding? Oh wait, it's true" says Fred "You look exactly like me! Well, actually you always have..."

That last bit made me lose it completely.

"I ALWAYS HAVE?! DO YOU REALLY FEEL I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS?!" I said, taking off part of my underpants to reveal the left cheek of my ass where I now had a giant pimple. From her seat, Angelina was looking at me half stunned half disgusted.

"Well I guess you have, because I have the same pimple, see?" Fred said exposing his ass too.

Now the whole Common Room was looking at us.

That was when I realised: Fred wasn't me. He didn't look like me. He still looked like Fred. I, on the other hand, looked like Fred instead of looking like myself.

So what about George?! Where the fuck was my body?!

None of this was making any sense. I ran to Dumbledore's office

On my way there I passed an empty corridor and was stopped by a very weird, green-skinned wizard.

"We need to talk".

And he headbutted me on the head and I was K.O.

…

When I woke up I was in a very strange room. The green-skinned wizard and two green-skinned witches were pointing at me with their wands and looking at me.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! I'M STILL FRED!" I said the moment I saw my hands.

"Calm down, mr Weasley" the woman said, and they all lowered their wands "we have made a terrible mistake and we are going to fix it. We work for interstellar relations. We come from the planet Qwertyu29.

"Where the fuck is that?"

"You will know soon"

I turned to one side and I saw the window. From that window you could see the stars and the Earth getting farther and farther away.

I hope you guys like it! :) Please let me know what you think! I know George is not like that in the books or in the movies, I'm just parodying.