Hi yall, ok I have a few things I have to say first, I have never read the
story by Cassanda Claire (I have, however read her Lord of the rings comedy
Journals, they are so funny)
I have in no way intended on stealing her story. Due to the fact that not read her fic, I have not followed hers in any way. ok, ok.
I am sorry. Any way, if it gets to close to any other fic, I am so sorry. As my friend Nupil says, i like to take the story lines that have been done to death and put a twist on it.
any way, enjoy it.
and sorry if this gets confusing.
and sorry about spelling and grammar, I know I suck at it!!!!!!!!!!!
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Harry Potter opened his eyes groggily. He reached for his glasses, which he always kept on his left hand bed side table but he was surprised that his vision was clear. Besides, his glasses were not even there any way.
He shrugged, it was weird that he could see. It was common knowledge that the ledgendary Harry Potter was almost blind with out them.
He yawned slightly and then turned his head to the side. A small cry left his mouth, but it didn't sound like his voice.
And that could have been because he was in the next bed over.
"What the hell" he exclaimed as she sat bolt upright in his bed. He looked around, he was in the hospital wing, and he was beside himself, literally.
"Exactly what I was thinking" his body replied, but Harry reconised the voice as his own. Harry rubbed his eyes, and then swung his legs over the side of the bed.
It was the strangest feeling Harry had even felt. He stood and took a tentitive step towards the bed beside his. The bed that his body was laying on. Was he dead? was that why he was walking towards himself? He could only remember fighting with Malfoy in her hall, did that mean that Malfoy had finally suceeded in killing him?
But his own body was moving, it had moved into a still position, and was examining his hands...Harry's hands.
Harry looked from his body on the other bed and then down to the hands in the body he was in. They were pale, far to pale to look healthy.
Dumbledore stood back, and for the first time since Harry had met him, he had a confused look on his face.
The other boy, the one that looked like Harry, also stood off of his bed. They looked at each other. Each taking slow steps towards each other. They circled around each other, taking in every single aspect of their bodies.
"Who are you?" they both asked at the same time.
"Draco Malfoy" Harry's body answered.
"Harry Potter" Draco's body replied.
They eyed each other, and then turned to Dumbledore.
"What is going on?" They asked together.
"I am not quite sure, I was already here when Mr Weasley and Mr Goyle brought you both in here. Am I to believe that things are alittle out of sorts?" He asked
"I say that they are...he is me, and I am him" Harry stuttered, and then thought about what he had just said. Did that even make any sense?
"Nice one Potter" Draco replied under his breath. Harry shot his body a harsh look.
"Shut it Malfoy" Harry growled.
"Boys, boys, boys" Dumbledore broke into the bickering, the amused glint back in his eyes. "We have to do some thing about this...but first we have to work out why this happened in the first place"
"Ask him, he probably did some sort of dark arts on me" Draco's body excaliamined, pointing to Harry's. "Every one knows dark arts run in his family"
Harry's body swiftly grabbed the collar of Draco's cloak.
"Just because I am in your frail little body, doesn't mean I could not kick your ass...So listen here Potter...you making rash generalisations is what got us into this mess in the first place, So why dont you shut your mouth" Draco threatened.
"Umm, professor...a little help may be nice" Harry choked out.
"Oh what, I am sorry mr Malfoy, I mean Potter, I forgot which one of you is you" Dumbledore said and then pulled Draco (in Harry's body) away from Harry (in Draco's body). "Now, if you will both follow me, then I am sure we have a lot of discussing to do"
And with that, Dumbledore turned on his heel and left the Hospital wing, both boys following behind him. They made it to Dumbledore's office with out a word, and they all entered and then sat in the chairs.
"I do believe we have a problem" Dumbledore began.
"Understatement of the century professor" Harry replied. Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.
"Now, there are a few different paths that can be taken...one, you could stay in the hospital wing until we find a way to reverse this..."
"Hell no" Draco exclaimed "I am not spending what could be weeks locked in a hospital wing with him"
"Well, I dont want you out in public slandering my name around the school" Harry replied.
"To tell you the truth, I had not even thought of that, thanks Potter" Draco smirked. Apparently, the Malfoy trademark smirk did not have the same effect when it was on Harry's face, because Potter started laughing.
"Idea number two, is that you both go out there, into the school, and live life as each other until we find a way out of this...of course, you will have to sign a contract..." Dumbledore smiled.
"Contract?" Harry asked.
"A contract that will state that neither of you will do anything to give each other a bad name, neither of you will intentionally demean, degrade or hurt each other in any way" Dumbledore stated, the boys seemed to be thinking about it all.
"Sorry to say those are your only two options"
"We'll do it" Harry said
"What, do I get a choice in this?" Draco asked
"No...sir, so us where to sign" Harry excalimed, Draco groaned.
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NUPIL - I hate writters block, i hate writters block, i hate writters block. I have been sitting at my computer for a week trying to write a new chapter for stir crazy and all that come out is crap (mainly along the lines of "Draco has cool hair... I wonder if he will look like spike when he is older ... or maybe he will grow it long like Legolas..." and then I get thinking about Lord of the rings...and lets just say I am trapped.) If you have any idea on how to get out fave couple out of that damn storage closet, feel free to tell me and I will give some credit!!!(please)
ok, i have a general question, if you want me to continue this would you like each chapter to be split into how Draco gets along in Gryffindor and how Harry works it all out in Slytherin? The story is mainly going to be about Draco (in Harry's body) but if you want to know what happens with Harrym just tell me!!
I have in no way intended on stealing her story. Due to the fact that not read her fic, I have not followed hers in any way. ok, ok.
I am sorry. Any way, if it gets to close to any other fic, I am so sorry. As my friend Nupil says, i like to take the story lines that have been done to death and put a twist on it.
any way, enjoy it.
and sorry if this gets confusing.
and sorry about spelling and grammar, I know I suck at it!!!!!!!!!!!
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Harry Potter opened his eyes groggily. He reached for his glasses, which he always kept on his left hand bed side table but he was surprised that his vision was clear. Besides, his glasses were not even there any way.
He shrugged, it was weird that he could see. It was common knowledge that the ledgendary Harry Potter was almost blind with out them.
He yawned slightly and then turned his head to the side. A small cry left his mouth, but it didn't sound like his voice.
And that could have been because he was in the next bed over.
"What the hell" he exclaimed as she sat bolt upright in his bed. He looked around, he was in the hospital wing, and he was beside himself, literally.
"Exactly what I was thinking" his body replied, but Harry reconised the voice as his own. Harry rubbed his eyes, and then swung his legs over the side of the bed.
It was the strangest feeling Harry had even felt. He stood and took a tentitive step towards the bed beside his. The bed that his body was laying on. Was he dead? was that why he was walking towards himself? He could only remember fighting with Malfoy in her hall, did that mean that Malfoy had finally suceeded in killing him?
But his own body was moving, it had moved into a still position, and was examining his hands...Harry's hands.
Harry looked from his body on the other bed and then down to the hands in the body he was in. They were pale, far to pale to look healthy.
Dumbledore stood back, and for the first time since Harry had met him, he had a confused look on his face.
The other boy, the one that looked like Harry, also stood off of his bed. They looked at each other. Each taking slow steps towards each other. They circled around each other, taking in every single aspect of their bodies.
"Who are you?" they both asked at the same time.
"Draco Malfoy" Harry's body answered.
"Harry Potter" Draco's body replied.
They eyed each other, and then turned to Dumbledore.
"What is going on?" They asked together.
"I am not quite sure, I was already here when Mr Weasley and Mr Goyle brought you both in here. Am I to believe that things are alittle out of sorts?" He asked
"I say that they are...he is me, and I am him" Harry stuttered, and then thought about what he had just said. Did that even make any sense?
"Nice one Potter" Draco replied under his breath. Harry shot his body a harsh look.
"Shut it Malfoy" Harry growled.
"Boys, boys, boys" Dumbledore broke into the bickering, the amused glint back in his eyes. "We have to do some thing about this...but first we have to work out why this happened in the first place"
"Ask him, he probably did some sort of dark arts on me" Draco's body excaliamined, pointing to Harry's. "Every one knows dark arts run in his family"
Harry's body swiftly grabbed the collar of Draco's cloak.
"Just because I am in your frail little body, doesn't mean I could not kick your ass...So listen here Potter...you making rash generalisations is what got us into this mess in the first place, So why dont you shut your mouth" Draco threatened.
"Umm, professor...a little help may be nice" Harry choked out.
"Oh what, I am sorry mr Malfoy, I mean Potter, I forgot which one of you is you" Dumbledore said and then pulled Draco (in Harry's body) away from Harry (in Draco's body). "Now, if you will both follow me, then I am sure we have a lot of discussing to do"
And with that, Dumbledore turned on his heel and left the Hospital wing, both boys following behind him. They made it to Dumbledore's office with out a word, and they all entered and then sat in the chairs.
"I do believe we have a problem" Dumbledore began.
"Understatement of the century professor" Harry replied. Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.
"Now, there are a few different paths that can be taken...one, you could stay in the hospital wing until we find a way to reverse this..."
"Hell no" Draco exclaimed "I am not spending what could be weeks locked in a hospital wing with him"
"Well, I dont want you out in public slandering my name around the school" Harry replied.
"To tell you the truth, I had not even thought of that, thanks Potter" Draco smirked. Apparently, the Malfoy trademark smirk did not have the same effect when it was on Harry's face, because Potter started laughing.
"Idea number two, is that you both go out there, into the school, and live life as each other until we find a way out of this...of course, you will have to sign a contract..." Dumbledore smiled.
"Contract?" Harry asked.
"A contract that will state that neither of you will do anything to give each other a bad name, neither of you will intentionally demean, degrade or hurt each other in any way" Dumbledore stated, the boys seemed to be thinking about it all.
"Sorry to say those are your only two options"
"We'll do it" Harry said
"What, do I get a choice in this?" Draco asked
"No...sir, so us where to sign" Harry excalimed, Draco groaned.
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MESSAGES -
NUPIL - I hate writters block, i hate writters block, i hate writters block. I have been sitting at my computer for a week trying to write a new chapter for stir crazy and all that come out is crap (mainly along the lines of "Draco has cool hair... I wonder if he will look like spike when he is older ... or maybe he will grow it long like Legolas..." and then I get thinking about Lord of the rings...and lets just say I am trapped.) If you have any idea on how to get out fave couple out of that damn storage closet, feel free to tell me and I will give some credit!!!(please)
ok, i have a general question, if you want me to continue this would you like each chapter to be split into how Draco gets along in Gryffindor and how Harry works it all out in Slytherin? The story is mainly going to be about Draco (in Harry's body) but if you want to know what happens with Harrym just tell me!!