Draco sat on his bed rubbing his head. A large bruise was beginning to form just above his right ear, testament to his crash with Harry Potter in the Quidditch game that had just finished. Gryffindor had won, as always.
Bloody Gryffindors, always the perfect little students, never in trouble
It was the middle of Draco's 5th year at Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry and it was a fairly good year so far, except for one thing, actually 3 things, Harry Potter, Ron Weasely, and Hermione Granger. Never could Draco remember them getting into trouble, outside of Potions that is. Potions was the one class Draco enjoyed. Not only did he get higher grades than that know-it-all Mudblood, but seeing Snape disparage those horrid Gryffindors made Draco's day.
Revenge, that's what I need, revenge against Potter and those side-kicks of his,
Though Draco had decided what he would do, he had no clue how to do it.
The library must have answers, I'll get Snape to let me into the Restricted Section, there must be some nasty curse I can use.
Draco gave his bruise one last rub and set off for the library.
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Harry and Ron burst into the Gryffindor common room grinning wildly. The entire House burst into cheers as they hoisted their Seeker and their new Keeper onto their shoulders and tossed them into the air. Even Hermione had put aside her studying to join in the fun.
"What a win, amazing, smashing, specifically, smashing into Malfoy," Dean shouted as he handed Harry some butterbeer, courtesy of Fred, George and the Marauder Map.
"Didja see the look on his face when he clobbered you and you still got the Snitch?" Neville said sighing, "wow, I wish I had my camera."
"Don't worry, Colin had his," Fred said as he passed Neville a handful of photos, all featuring a flabbergast Draco Malfoy and a triumphant Harry Potter.
"Now really, someone could have gotten hu-," Hermione didn't get a chance to finish her statement as Ron and Harry piled on top of her.
"C'mon Hermi, he called you a Mudblood," Ron said, giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"And he's Malfoy, honestly Hermi, we're talking about Malfoy, besides, he has a very thick head," Harry added thoughtfully, "plus, he crashed into me."
"Yes, but still…" Harry took the opportunity to shove a chocolate frog into her mouth.
Hermione swallowed the frog, glared at Harry, and took his butterbeer to clear out her mouth. Ron, Harry, and Hermione were best friends, nothing more; none of them had significant others, Hermione having broken off with Krum earlier that year. Though there were many many rumors flying around school about the three of them, none of them were true, especially the ones involving Harry and Ron, and most especially the one involving all three of them (they blamed Fred and George for that one).
Hermione had a small crush on Harry, but chose to ignore it in the interest of their friendship. She didn't want to tell Harry she liked him only to find out that he didn't like her; neither did she want to alienate Ron, so she settled for the status of single with two amazing best friends.
As she finished Harry's butterbeer, Ginny walked over and plopped herself down on the arm of Hermione's chair, letting her feet rest on Ron's shoulders below. Ginny had gotten over her crush on Harry and was currently dating Neville. Hermione had gotten close to Ginny over the summer when she had stayed at the Burrow, but she remained closer to Harry and Ron, though Ginny was helpful for 'girl' things. She made that mistake once, trying to explain to Harry and Ron why she was in a 'mood' some weeks, yes, that was a mistake to make once and only once; she still remembered Harry and Ron looking properly mystified and extremely awkward as she tried to talk to them.
The party continued into the wee hours of the morning, until Professor McGonagall stormed into the common room, in the process setting off a bobby trapped portrait hole (courtesy of the twins, of course) and turning into a large, angry, canary. Everyone was forced-marched into their rooms, except for Fred and George who were forced to stay in the common room and clean up.
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The next day was Sunday, the entire school was asleep, tired out by the excitement of the Quidditch match the night before, except for Draco Malfoy. Draco was in the library surrounded by a large pile of books with titles like Sweet Revenge: A Wizards Guide Of How To Get Even, and Gotcha Back: A Beginners Guide To Practical Jokes. However, nothing seemed satisfactory; Draco needed to do something more than just make their food taste peppery, or make their hair turn purple and grow 5 feet.
Not that anyone would notice a difference in Granger's hair, pathetic mess that it is
It wasn't until dinnertime that Draco found a good way to get revenge for all the horrid things Potter, Weasely and Granger had done, starting from that horribly embarrassing ferret incidence and ending with that embarrassing Quidditch loss yesterday.
Permutatio Corporis
Draco read the page in the book, grinning happily, like a fox that just caught the rabbit.
Permutatio Corporis
This is an advanced charm, useful as a substitution for Polyjuice Potion for long-term use. This charm will cause two people to switch bodies; it lasts for 25 days. There is no known counter-charm and the charm cannot be removed before the 25 days is up, even death will not cancel the charm. This charm must be cast on all the participants at once, preferably when they are isolated so that the charm will not accidentally involve others. The person performing the charm cannot be included in the switching.
Draco sat at the table, reading and re-reading the passage on the charm, memorizing the proper way to cast it. He remained in the library until dinnertime, when Madam Pince made him leave and go to dinner. He faced a tough decision, which two to cast it on. Ron and Harry were out, not much difference between them; he didn't want to do it on Ron and Hermione either, thereby leaving Potter out on the fun; he finally settled on Harry and Hermione.
This will be hilarious, I cannot wait to see them
He decided that he would cast the charm the next day after Gryffindors Quidditch practice; Ron, Harry, and Hermione always stayed back, even though Hermione wasn't on the team, she went to every practice to 'support' Ron and Harry. Slytherin had practice after Gryffindor so Draco didn't need to worry about making an excuse for his presence on the pitch.
Revenge will be sweet, thought Draco as he headed towards dinner, rubbing the bruise on his head tenderly.
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Hermione sat in the stands watching the Gryffindor Quidditch team practice. She didn't particularly like playing Quidditch, but she had to admit it was fun to watch everyone fly. Having been raised a Muggle, the novelty of people flying hadn't quite worn off yet and Quidditch reminded her how lucky she was to be a witch.
She returned to her Ancient Runes homework smiling. She had set up some wind breaking charms around her so that her parchment would not get blown away, but some wisps of hair still blew into her eyes.
Fred and George, co-captains, blew their whistles, signaling the end of practice. Harry and Ron came down and landed on the pitch, both extremely sweaty and exhausted. Hermione quickly shoved her papers and quill into her book-bag and hurried down onto the pitch.
"Great job, you guys were doing great today," Hermione exclaimed when she came into hearing distance of Harry and Ron.
"Yeah, it would be even better if our captains weren't trying to kill us, honestly they're almost as bad as Oliver," Harry complained, shaking his fist at the twins who were walking over to them.
"Hmm, it seems our Seeker is a tad bit disgruntled today, whatever could be wrong," Fred said grinning.
"Maybe he feels out of practice, Fred, perhaps he and out Keeper need some extra work," George replied.
"How about you two come earlier to next-" Ron hurriedly cut off Fred.
"No No, don't worry about us Fred and George, really, no problem, calm down," Ron said, looking hysterical at the thought of more practice.
Fred and George laughed and walked away to the brook shed to put away their brooms.
"Oh dear, I don't like that laugh, it usually means I'm going to become a guinea pig or something, I'm going to follow them and see what they're up to, meet you in the common room," Ron grabbed Harry's broom and followed his brother's to the broom shed, leaving Harry and Hermione alone on the pitch.
Hermione pulled up her collar trying in vain to shield herself from the wind. Harry picked up her book-bag and they began walking towards the castle, talking about the homework they still had to do.
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Draco saw Harry and Hermione walk together up to the castle from his vantage point under a bush by the pathway from the Quidditch pitch.
Perfect, absolutely perfect, Draco though as he aimed his wand.
"Permutatio corporis," Draco hissed quietly. A blue streak of light left the tip of his wand, split into two and hit Harry and Hermione as they passed by Draco's hiding spot. They faltered and collapsed on the ground. The air around them began to shimmer before finally there were two small pops and Harry and Hermione lay still on the ground, in the opposite places from where they had landed a few moments before.
Draco chuckled to himself as he slipped off to Quidditch practice.
A/N: I hope you enjoy this new series of mine, If you do (or even if you don't) please review and tell me why you did or didn't like this chapter. Also, I could use a BETA-Reader, I already have one ::waves and grins at Stella:: but I don't want to overwork her. If you're interested e-mail me (SmallSarah@aol.com), or tell me in your review and I'll contact you (please then leave your e-mail address). I should have Chapter 2 up by Monday.