~~~~~Draco's POV~~~~~

"Harry why isn't breakfast ready" a loud voice screamed from below

"Dobby comes back later, I'm sleeping" I roll over to the other side, finding myself face-first on the ground. I wince in pain and stand up, only to find that I couldn't see anything. I reach my hands around trying to find my position in my bedroom until my hands run over the cold metal frames of what seemed like glasses.

Wait, I don't have glasses

I pick them up and place them on my face, not without poking my eyes out a few times. I blink a few times to clear my vision up and scream when my vision clears up

This isn't my room. No. I don't even think I'm in the manor

The walls were a light tan, with the sunlight coming through a window.

Definitely not the manor

I look around the room scanning for a clue of where I am. I see a Hogwarts trunk, some books, and an owl sitting in a cage on top of a dresser.

Well at least I'm not in some filthy muggle house

I keep looking until I see a mirror in the corner of the room I walked up to it. I always hated what I saw in the mirror. Over the last few years, I have grown skinnier and skinnier. My skin was white as a ghost. My under eyes were shaded with a midnight blue, my ribs right under the surface, scars covering my body. I never let anyone see my shirtless anymore. Not even Blaise or my mother. When things would get heated with pansy, I always found a way to block her from being able to see my body. But what I saw in the mirror this day, was worse than anything I have seen. I look into the mirror and a pair of familiar green eyes staring back at me.

Potter

Oh, fuck no. No. No. No. There is only one explanation as to why I was in Harry Potters's body.

There is no way Potter is my soulmate.

I run all the spells, curses, and potions that could do this through my head, but nothing could do this. Not even dark magic. I run my hand through my head, trying to come to terms with this. I always knew pansy was lying when she was saying she got a hint about me, but I never thought about who or when I would meet my soulmate. Honestly, I didn't think I was gonna be alive at this point, never less much anytime far in the future. The lord would never let me live longer. He thinks that I don't believe in him, no matter how many times I try to prove it to him. It's doesn't matter if I believe in him because I don't have a choice. That's when it hits me.

Potter probably doesn't know about prophecy 34. He is gonna wake up soon with no clue what's going on. In a house full of people who have dedicated their lives to killing him.

I run towards Harry's desk and grab a piece of parchment and look for a quill but all he had were those silly muggle quills.

Dearest mother,

I seem to be in a situation that requires your assistance. It's prophecy 34. I am here in my soulmate's house, in their body.

I know your not gonna fancy it and trust me nor do I. But I need you to go and get Harry Potter out of the house. If he dies in my body, I will die or I will be stuck in his, I don't know but please mother I beg of you. I know you don't want this war just as much as me but if you love me, you will protect him for me. I'm gonna send a owl to Dumbledore to explain what happened and have him come get me out of this filthy muggle home. I will meet you in Hogsmeade right at the stroke of noon.

Please, mother. Save him

Yours truly

~Draco

P.S. please don't tell Harry about the prophecy. I think I should be the one to explain to him

I seal up the letter and put it to the side and start my letter to Dumbledore, knowing that it wouldn't be long until that screaming voice came back

Professor Dumbledore

I know we don't see each other eye to eye but I also know you care very much about Potter. You see I have found myself in quite a situation. As we all know, prophecy 34 has the rare chance of body swaps. As much as I hate to admit it, Potter is my soulmate and I woke up in Harry's body meaning he is in mine. At the manor. In great danger. I have written to my mother and we can only hope that she gets him out safely as she is his only chance. But I am writing to you begging for your help. I have no clue where I am and I can't use magic since I am underage and around muggles. I need you to come to get me out of here and bring me to Hogsmeade by noon to meet my mother and Harry.

I need to keep him safe and I know I can't do it without your help.

Please save him

~Draco

I seal up the letters and tie them to the owl praying he gets them there as quickly and as safely as possible. I release the owl and go to take a shower.

As I turn the water on I quickly remember that showering would mean undressing. I feel my cheeks heat up and before I could do anything else, the angry voice calls again

"Harry James Potter if your not down here cooking breakfast for us this instant, i will not hesitate to keep you from returning to that magic school next week"

I never knew his middle name was James

I take a final look in the mirror at the boy looking back at me and for the first time in a while, I smile, not hating what I saw before me.

And walk away trying to find my way down to the horrid screaming voice.