Summary: After being hit by the killing curse for the second time in his young life, Harry finds himself trapped in another body. He finally gets the chance to see how his life would have been like without his popularity, and where is friends loyalties lie.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 2: Realizations
The bight sunshine came through the windows of the sixth year Gryffindor dorm room. Harry lay in a bed with the covers over his head. When out of the blissful silence, a loud voice came, "Wake up, wake up you prat." Harry's head pounded with each salable, but that did not stop the speaker from throwing a pillow on his head further increasing his now apparent headache.
Harry stirred with a massive headache and said, "Ok, Ok I'm up already. You don't have to yell."
With his eyes closed Harry stumbled to the bathroom and took a shower, and started getting ready for school. The whole time he kept massaging his head to make the pain lesson, but in the back of his mind, he kept thing something wrong.
Harry went to go put on his glasses when he noticed they were gone. He started searching through all his stuff, but yet he could not find them.
Ron, seeing this confusion asked, "Yah, Neville what are you doing?"
Harry turned to see who Ron was addressing, but noticed that he was addressing himself "Ooh you are talking to me. Well I can't find my glasses."
"Neville you have never needed glasses, and why are you looking through Harry's stuff anyway. Are you feeling alright?"
Harry looked at Ron in a confused fashion. "Why do you keep calling me Neville?" At that time, Harry realized that his vision was fine, but that made no sense. How could his vision all of a sudden be restored?
Ron looked at Harry in a very disgusted way and said, "Well that is your name. Look Neville I really don't have time for you games today ok, so I will see you later." At that, Ron left the run in a huff with out noticing Harry's confused domineer.
After Ron left, Harry went straight to the mirror thinking 'I am going to get to the bottom of this.' But when he came up on it, his reflection did not look back at him, rather the reflection of Neville Longbottom...
Harry stared at the reflection for a good five minutes. He would move his arm only to see that the reflection moved his arm too. Finally Harry put his hand where his scare was to be, but all he found was the smooth skin of Neville's forehead. With this simple action, a realization came to him. Harry was no longer in his body, but rather in the body of Neville Longbottom.
'How could this be?' Harry wondered while still looking at himself. Then the answer came to him in a flash. It was the dream he had. That's it. It was from that dream he had about a fight with Voldemort. His first impulse was to go find Dumbledore and tell him, but then a little voice in the back of his head said, 'Wait don't tell Dumbledore, this is a gift not a curse. You have become what you always wanted. You are normal. You will tell Dumbledore eventually, but why not have fun with it while it last.'
With an evil grin never before seen on Neville's face, Harry walked out of the dorm into his new life.
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 2: Realizations
The bight sunshine came through the windows of the sixth year Gryffindor dorm room. Harry lay in a bed with the covers over his head. When out of the blissful silence, a loud voice came, "Wake up, wake up you prat." Harry's head pounded with each salable, but that did not stop the speaker from throwing a pillow on his head further increasing his now apparent headache.
Harry stirred with a massive headache and said, "Ok, Ok I'm up already. You don't have to yell."
With his eyes closed Harry stumbled to the bathroom and took a shower, and started getting ready for school. The whole time he kept massaging his head to make the pain lesson, but in the back of his mind, he kept thing something wrong.
Harry went to go put on his glasses when he noticed they were gone. He started searching through all his stuff, but yet he could not find them.
Ron, seeing this confusion asked, "Yah, Neville what are you doing?"
Harry turned to see who Ron was addressing, but noticed that he was addressing himself "Ooh you are talking to me. Well I can't find my glasses."
"Neville you have never needed glasses, and why are you looking through Harry's stuff anyway. Are you feeling alright?"
Harry looked at Ron in a confused fashion. "Why do you keep calling me Neville?" At that time, Harry realized that his vision was fine, but that made no sense. How could his vision all of a sudden be restored?
Ron looked at Harry in a very disgusted way and said, "Well that is your name. Look Neville I really don't have time for you games today ok, so I will see you later." At that, Ron left the run in a huff with out noticing Harry's confused domineer.
After Ron left, Harry went straight to the mirror thinking 'I am going to get to the bottom of this.' But when he came up on it, his reflection did not look back at him, rather the reflection of Neville Longbottom...
Harry stared at the reflection for a good five minutes. He would move his arm only to see that the reflection moved his arm too. Finally Harry put his hand where his scare was to be, but all he found was the smooth skin of Neville's forehead. With this simple action, a realization came to him. Harry was no longer in his body, but rather in the body of Neville Longbottom.
'How could this be?' Harry wondered while still looking at himself. Then the answer came to him in a flash. It was the dream he had. That's it. It was from that dream he had about a fight with Voldemort. His first impulse was to go find Dumbledore and tell him, but then a little voice in the back of his head said, 'Wait don't tell Dumbledore, this is a gift not a curse. You have become what you always wanted. You are normal. You will tell Dumbledore eventually, but why not have fun with it while it last.'
With an evil grin never before seen on Neville's face, Harry walked out of the dorm into his new life.
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