[ Disclaimer ] I've finally remember to write this. Harry Potter and all HP characters belongs to J.K. Rowling, this fic is mine.
Confusion alert: Please take note that Hermione is still in Draco's body and Draco is in hers.
Draco and Hermione walked to the opposite direction of each other, heading to each other's dorm.
It was no problem for Draco to go to the Gryffindor's common room as he've been sneaking near the place, trying to hex Harry a few
times before. He tip toed up the stairs, trying not to get anyone's notice because he still feels as if he is in his own body, he walked
towards the Portrait of the Fat Lady. The Fat Lady was talking animatedly to the other portraits that she was oblivious the Draco's
present. Draco stood in front of her then speak out the password but she was still unaware of him and kept up talking. It got him mad
and he kicked the potrait so hard that the Fat Lady yelp in pain.
"Oooh, it hurts!" groans the Fat Lady.
"What are you doing out this hour yound lady? Can't you be more polite?" she continued.
Draco lost his patience and blasted off, "shut up you old fool! Now the password is Butter beer so OPEN UP!"
"Very well then!" answer the Fat Lady reluctantly as the potrait flew open. It nearly hit Draco because he was standing so near.
He entered the Gryffindor's common room, which looked warm and cozy with dim lighting, the surroundings looked rather welcoming
but he still preferred the Slytherin's. There was a couch there, with 2 students in it. They weren't talking at all, instead both of them
wore very solemn expression and a mix of worryness. They both had bandage on them too, and Draco could smell the horrible smell
of the medicine on them. "Good one Crabbe and Goyle," as he smirked towards them. One was a red haired boy with freckles
on his face, and the other one, well, he had round blue eyes and black hair, he wore glasses too. "Potty and Weasel!" thought
Draco, he recognised them well. Draco took a deep breath and then walked towards them, since he is in the mudblood's body, he'll
have nothing to fear of. The two boys jumped up upon seeing him.
"Thank god Hermione! You're back!" said Ron.
"We thought Snape gave you detention," said Harry, taking in a deep breath, as he talk but sounded slightly calmer than Ron did.
"Do you know what Snape did to us? He took 50 bloody point from us! But it was Crabbe and Goyle who whacked us first, when I hit him
back, he was so fat, just like a big lump of lard. Look at us now!" Ron pointed to his and Harry's bandages. "What lumpy lards they are,"
spat Ron bluntly again. "Two lumps of lard and a ferret, how does it sounds Hermione? Ron tried to cheer Hermione up.
Hermione(which is actually Draco) didn't smile, instead he gave Ron a dark look. "Two lumps of lard and a ferret. You'll be sorry
weasel," Draco thought as he heard this.
"So, what happened Hermione?" asked Ron excitedly. "Did Snape do anything about it?" he continued.
Draco looked at both Harry and Ron who were waiting for him(her) to say something, he was amiss of words to say, afterall, he never
expected Harry and Ron to be so kind to him. All he had ever seen about the duo(minus Hermione) was the crude(or so he thinks)
attitude they had and the deep hatred both parties have for each other.
"Well um, Snape didn't do anything to me..." said Draco. He tried to be nice so that it wouldn't arouse their suspicious.
"So, how about that ferret? You were left with him in the dungeon right?" said Ron angrily.
"That ferret? Who are you calling ferret, weasel?" thought Draco fuming with a blood vessel nearly popping out of his head. He
was so mad that his breathing rate increased, he soon take in a deep breath in order to swallow down all this, and talked to them with
gritted teeth. "He was good." His answer was short but the responses from his foes were great.
"He was good?" Harry gave a questioning look with a twitch eye brow.
"Um.. yea...." Draco was feeling uncertain now, he feels like Harry had sensed something wrong. "I'm very tired, and I need to rest
now, so that's all today," again, he tried to sound nice but the words he used weren't nicely phrased. He walked off towards an
unknown direction since he isn't familiar at all with this place.
"Hey where are you going? The girls' room is this way." said Ron.
Draco felt slightly annoyed and insulted, did he just let that Weasel talked to him like that!? "So, pl..." he wanted to sound nice with the
word please but it just won't come out. Draco finally gave up. "So, tell me the way, I'm very tired," still trying to fake nice. Both Harry
and Ron gave her(him) weird looks, as if asking him what's wrong. But they figured that she(he) might be too tired today that she(he)
became like this.
"This way Hermione," Harry said as he pointed the way.
"The 6th room," Ron added accompanied with a small chuckle, he said this to tease Hermione but it turned out to be a great help for
Draco to make things worse.
"Thanks," Draco replied shortly and he walked towards the direction. Suddenly he felt a force pulling him back and then after a few
milliseconds, he felt two lips pressed against his pale cheek. It was so fast that he couldn't make out what happened. "Goodnight
Hermione," is what he heard shortly after that. After what happened, without knowing, Draco's legs carried him with the fastest speed
they can to Hermione's room.
Inside the room, he found three beds, two already occupied with two sleeping bodies, each with long silky hair. The position the bodies,
as he could see through the thin blanket, were gracefully position and most of all, natural, unlike Pansy Parkinson's. No doubt he
couldn't deny the fact that she has irresistible curves and she looked very seductive when asleep, he knew that all of those were faked
out, just to draw attention of any males, mainly him. He was now very tired as he walked towards Hermione's bed, which felt rather
soft and cosy when he pressed his palms on it for support. It was covered neatly with a cream comforter with teddybear prints all over,
and there are also pillows and a booster covered in laced covers. That was all he could make out whatever it looked like under the faint
moonlight that shone in through the windows. Soon, he was yawning so much that he felt the losing of his soberness, he couldn't even
bother that he was just kissed on the cheek by Potty and Weasel. Then he landed on the bed, like a free fall. It was soft enough to
support his aching body and to tuck him into a deep sleep immediately. He fell asleep and slept soundly without minding his current
state. He hadn't bathe at all.....
Hermione's state, at the same time......
She walked off toward the dungeon; all she knew about the entrance to the Slytherin's common room is that it was a trap door behind
the dungeon. So getting inside it will be a little tricky, even for a student like her. Her energy was surely wearing off, especially today,
there's just too much going on, besides she hadn't taken dinner yet. Hermione then stood in front of the wall, just like she did with the
Fat Lady portrait, and speak out the password. It surely did worked as a portion of the wall, slightly further towards her left, slides open
smoothly as if it was a glass slide door.
Feeling slightly happy, Hermione walked into the common room. She surveyed the surroundings as she entered it, trying to figure out
how to get to Draco's room without making people suspicious. The common room was dimly lighted and it made her sleepier. The whole
place were beautifully furnish with teak furniture, not much of the Slytherin colours were used thought, except the carpet and cushions
on the sofas, and some random things. It didn't give her the eerie feeling like everyone else used to imagine when being inside a
Slytherin's common room, instead, it kinda give her a sense of security.
While she was still searching and surveying the common room for answers to get to Draco's room, something caught he by the waist.
Two pale, slender hands reached out and wrapped her waist, pulling her body near whatever it was. Hermione was frightened and
nearly let out a cry, but she convinced herself that she was all right and she would overcome her fears, trying to turn around, she was
stopped by the action of the thing that had it's hands at her waist.
"Oh Draco darling, you're finally back. I miss you so much." It was Pansy Parkinson, no mistake. Hermione could recognise her high
pitched yet (trying-to-be) sedusive voice.
Hermione tried to keep her calm, it was afterall Pansy Parkinson, not a monster. "Pansy, I'm feeling a little groggy, can you take me to
my room?" ask Hermione. This gets Pansy a little startled, and it left her looking at Hermione(who is in Draco's body) with a surprised
way. Draco was never this good to her, he would never even let her step into his room, and at times, he gave her the feeling that he
didn't even wanted her around. Immediately Pansy turned around, then pulled Hermione to Draco's room.
Suddenly Pansy stopped in front of a dark coloured teak door and stood there, she was waiting for Hermione(who is in Draco's body) to
enter. Hermione looked at Pansy, trying to ask if this is the room, the Pansy nodded, again, surprised. So Hermione plucked up the
courage to turn the silver knot on the door, getting prepared for what surprise awaits her behind it. Then she pushed open the door,
again, she was amazed how differently Draco's room was like in the way she used to picture it. And again, it was very posh,
everything was neatly place.
"Can I come in Draco?" Pansy asked, sounding syrupy sweet.
"Yes," Hermione replied, trying to sound like Draco. She wanted to decline but she was unsure of how Draco would react in this
situation, and since Pansy was his (ugh) sweet heart, it gives her reason to think that she's always welcome in. But the truth was the
exact opposite.
The room was rather big, bigger than hers in the Gryffindor's that was, and it had altogether 3 four posters, two which belongs to
Draco's dumbass sidekicks, Crabbe and Goyle, and the other, which was his. She walked to the bed and sat down on it, with her back
supported by Draco's king-size booster. Hermione was so tired that she couldn't be bothered by the fact that this bed belongs to her
nemesis who had always called her a mudblood. Lying down more as she relaxed her aching muscles, she suddenly caught sight of
what she thought as Pansy Parkinson stripping in front of her?!
She still was too sleepy to let that bother her until Pansy suddenly jumped on the bed and hugged her so tight it felt like she's being
squeezed by a giant's hand. Now Pansy, with only her lacy pink undergarment, was on top of Hermione who she thinks is Draco, her
hands were hung tightly on Hermione's neck, she looked very exited and was panting for breath. Worst, she's now leaning in for a kiss
as she presses her physique(especially her chest) against Hermione's body(who she thinks is Draco). It gave Hermione nauseas,
having another girl doing this to you isn't enjoyment, it's more than torture and it just makes you wanna throw out. And to think of it,
that ferret actually did enjoy this? What a pervert, besides, don't Pansy knows that there's two more person in the room? It made
Hermione think that this is the position a lesbian couple would be in in making out. Before Pansy could lean any nearer, Hermione stuck
out her left hand to push Pansy off while her right hand covered her mouth to prevent the contents of her stomach from spilling out.
"Get off me Pansy!" shouted Hermione, with her hand half covering her mouth. It made Pansy jump and she looked at Hermione is the
most disbelief way. Standing in front of Hermione, with one of the strap of her undergown nearly falling off her shoulder, Pansy wanted
to say something but was shooed away by Hermione. It left her running out of the room crying. Hermione could feel any sign of
sympathy for her, it wasn't her nature to not sympathise any poor soul, but Pansy sure did deserve it. The sleepiness soon took over
Hermione and she fell asleep seconds later.
The next morning.....
"Hey, Draco wake up!" yelled Crabbe into Hermione's(who is in Draco's body) ears while Goyle was shaking her with all his might. It
hurts Hermione and she opened her eyes.
"Draco! Quick wake up!" Crabbe yelled into her ear again.
"Wakey wakey, Snapey's coming....." sang Goyle in a very funny way, he was tickling Hermione's feet while repeating this. It made
Hermione laughed. After a while of procasinating, Hermione finally got up. It surprises her to see how different Crabbe and Goyle were
towards her. They'll usually throw nasty and hurting taunts to her and her best friends, but maybe they're not so bad afterall. Just
following the wrong leader, since she still thought they didn't have brains, based on they way they acted this morning.
"Draco you're already late, so I've took out your clothes for today," Goyle said while handing Hermione the pair of dark robes. She
was really late and it seems that she can't afford to even bathe at all. So she shooed the two out and tucked into the robes, then head
toward the dining hall. On the way she was trying to avoid Pansy. The trio walked to the Slytherin's dining table and sat down, it didn't
take Hermione long to figure out Draco's seat, obviously, he was seated in the middle of Crabbe and Goyle, but worst of all, Pansy
Parkinson's seat is directly opposite his, and sometimes, she may come to seat beside him. It was a relieve to Hermione when she
heard some girls from the same table saying that Pansy is upset and she is not coming down today.
Hermione was enjoying her meal with the company of some normalcy when she felt that two eyes were fixed on her. The uneasiness of
being watched increase and she couldn't take it any longer, so she lift her head up to see who was it. It was Draco, he was sitting in her
seat at the Gryffindor table, next to Harry and Ron, who were chatting excitedly about what seemed to be Quidditch strategies again. He
Were looking at her with his stormy honey coloured eyes(it should be grey) as if demanding for something. They made eye contact, then
Draco turned to the direction outside the dining hall, indicating that both of them meet there afterwards, Hermine nodded.
Soon they both left their table and head outside the dining hall. When both of them were there, Draco made sure that nobody else
were present except the both of them, after making sure of that, they spoke.
"So, what do you want?" Hermione started the conversation.
"Do you know how blasted are you two friends?"
"What have they done?" asked Hermione.
Draco took in a deep breath, his face was changing from red to yellow, from blue to purple. At last, he finally spoke. "POTTY AND
WEASEL KISSED ME!!"
For a split second, Hermione looked a Draco with a bewildered expression, and then she started giggling hysterically. "They kissed you! Ha!
And you let them.... oh my goodness... haha...." she continued to laugh.
"Are you done yet? Besides, don't you notice that it's very horrible for me to continue living in this body?" Draco spat.
"Well, there may be a little difficult.... hey, you SMELL!!!" yelled Hermione. "Please take a bath, I don't want people to think that I'm
this dirty.." she continued with a disgusted expression.
Draco stood there, wearing a ready-to-kill expression on his face with a combination of great disgust. "How dare she comment him
in such a manner!" he thought. "Well, as you can see," he began, "I can't," he stopped for a moment. "Don't you forget that I'm in
your body, if I take a bath, it means that I can see you naked. And do you think I wish to?" a smirk played across his face when he
saw that Hermione looked frightened. "Fear not mudblood! I would not even look if you begged me to." Hermione was looking very
furious but Draco was surely enjoying every moment of it. He loved it when she gave such response towards his answers, and they
never failed to amuse how much heat she actually have. "Well sorry, we agreed that we had a truce, so I apologise." said Draco
suddenly. Hermione was surprised.
"Anyways, I need my clothing, at least my underwear." Draco continued. This one made Hermione giggled. "Very funny..."
"And um.... I need mine too...." Hermione said shyly, a shade of pink crept up her neck.
"By the way, I don't need to wear bras do I?" asked Draco awkwardly. Hermione looked at him with her eyes widened. "They're quite
small," he was measuring them with his palm. "Hey! Don't do this! It's embarrassing," Hermione shouted to and tried to stop him. He
saw her face and laughed, they both laughed for a while.
After a while, Draco stopped. "There is one more important thing we must do," he said solemnly.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Get the antidote of course."
"And how would you suggest that we get it?"
"The one and only way it to take it from Snape's office. We'll do it when nobody's around, say tonight."
Hermione looked at him, if they do this, it means they're actually going to steal the antidote, but they were left with
no other options. "Alright then. Today, midnight, I'll meet you here, on the dot." Draco nodded.
All of the sudden, they heard a loud voice saying, "all students please gather in the dining room this instance!" It was Hagrid. Prefects,
teachers and the caretaker, Filch were gathering students inside the dining hall. "Hurry in now!" they heard one of the prefects say.
Everyone was running here and there, and the whole school looked like a big mess, it was a perfect time to Draco and Hermione to
grab to antidote without anyone noticing.
They ran upstairs toward Snape's office, but just before the were off the staircase, they saw Snape running out of his office looking
franticly. The move a little forward to meet up with Professor Mc Gonagall who looked as pale and as frantic as him. They both spoke
to each other in a low tone that nobody but themselves could catch. Draco and Hermione moved closer and they managed to catch a
small part of the conversation. "We must inform Professor Dumbledore immediately," was what Professor Mc Gonagall said and Snape
nodded in agreement. Then after that, they both rushed to the headmaster.
Draco and Hermione took a quick look around to ensure that nobody was looking before leaping into Snape's office. When they were
inside it, they were surprised to find out that his office had seemed to have been ransacked before. There were broken bottles, quills,
parchments and potions all over the place. They searched high and low for the antidote but to no avail, it was no where to be found.
The both of them panicked, but Hermione suggested that they discuss this with Dumbledore. Draco had no choice but to follow. So then,
the duo went to Dumbledore's office.
The duo was standing outside Dumbledore's office when they heard some conversation. "They were stolen professor! I'm very certain!"
they heard Snape saying this. "Professor Dumbledore, there's something we need to tell you," said Professor Mc Gonagall in a slightly
calmer manner.
"Yes Minerva."
"Remember the PolyJuice Potion II that I and Severus found? It is actually very lethal. There are some spells that could be used with it
for some reasons. There's one spell, when used, especially by a powerful wizard, may let the potion's effect last on, even after the
death of the person," Professor Mc Gonaggal said.
"And what do you mean by that?" asked Dumbledore, wanting a more detailed explanation.
"We've conducted a test with a bird and a toad. First we cast that spell on both the animals then we poured the potion on them. So the
toad switched bodies with the bird while the same with the bird. That means the bird in the toad's body and the toad in the bird's.
Usually for this potion, when one party of the body switch dies, the effect of the potion ends. But with this spell, even after the toad dies,
the bird is still trapped inside the toad's body," explained Snape.
"Oh my..." exclaimed Dumbledore.
"And yesterday, Filch told me that he saw dark figures emerging and submerging inside Hogwart's walls for the past few days," Snape
told Dumbledore. "I suspect it might be the doing of dark wizards," he continued accusingly.
"So with this potion and the spell, they are able to disguise themselves. I see.... Severus, have you anyway of defining them?" asked
Dumbledore.
"No for the mean time, we are going to do an in depth research about this potion but then...." Snape's voice trailed off.
"If only we have students or objects that are currently in the effect of the potion, then we maybe can come out with something. But I
suppose there's none," finished Professor Mc Gonagall sadly.
Upon hearing this, Hermione and Draco exchanged looks with each other, as what they know, they were the only two who are still
under the effect of the PolyJuice Potion II, but should they help?
A/N : Well sorry for the long wait, I had an exam that lasted for two bloody weeks... ai.... apologies too, it seemed that in this chapter, I've used too much platitude (i.e: who is in Draco's/Hermione's body). This is to prevent more confusion, since this fic is already very confusive. Gomen. Hope you enjoy it. ^.^ Don't forget to R/R!