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 3: Convincing
While walking down from his room, Harry over-heard a shouting match coming from down stairs. "Hermione, get over it. Harry is dead. He has been for the past week, and he will be forever."
With those words, Harry went numb. How could he be dead nothing had happen to him except this body switch.
"I don't care what you think Ron; I will never give up on Harry. He is still here with us I can feel it." "Hermione, the only thing you feel is your own denial. No one, and this includes Harry, no one could ever life through the killing curse twice."
Harry suddenly remembered, 'I was hit with the killing curse in my dream. Was it a dream?'
"Yeah, well if that was true, then why is Dumbledore keeping his body. Why don't we all just have a funeral now, and get it over with."
Harry went dumb, 'Funeral, they wanted to bury him, but he was not dead'. "Well... Well... Dumbledore is in denial too. That old loony is just feeling bad for putting Harry up to that." "It does not matter what you say, Ron, I am going to go see him." "Well, I warned you. If you keep living in you fantasy life, you will find that you no longer have a life or friends for that matter." And with that, Ron stormed out of the common room.
Hermione went and fall onto the nearest couch, and started crying. A very disturbed Harry decided to go to her, and find out what was going on. Hermione seeing Neville come near stated very plainly, "I don't want to talk to anyone right now Neville." Harry not phased by this said, "Hermione, I need your help."
Hermione fidgeted on the couch trying to hide her tear stricken cheeks asked "Can't school work wait for later. I don't feel like talking right now." "Hermione!" Finally with that, Harry received her full attention. "I don't need your help on school work. I need you help getting back to my body."
Hermione starting to look concerned said, "What are you talking about Neville?" Harry stated, "That's it. I am not Neville. I'm Harry." Hermione, finally having enough got up and started to leave. "Neville, I don't want to play any games today, ok. Now stop bothering me."
Harry quickly positioned himself in front of her so that she could not leave. "Hermione, this is not a game. It's really me. You see I had this dream last night that I was fighting Voldemort, and he hit me with the 'Avada Kedavra'. When I wake this morning, I was no longer in my body but in Neville's. Hermione I know you can tell it is I. Look into my eyes. Can't you see it's me, Harry"?
Hermione ignored the fact that Neville had just said You-know-who's name, and again tried to get out this conversation by sidestepping. Harry putting his hands on her shoulders forcing her to stay and look at him fouled her efforts. Harry was starting to get desperate and nerves "If I was not Harry how would I know that you helped me with the practice spells for the maze for the tournament in fifth year."
Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Everyone knew I was helping Harry with that. You have proven nothing." Again Hermione tried to leave, but Harry still had her by the shoulders. Then Harry said more to himself then to her, "Come on Hermione, you are the smartest girl at this school. How would Sirius feel about you taking this long"?
At this last comment, Hermione's head shoot up looking Neville straight in the eyes. "What do you know about Sirius?"
"What do I know! What do I know? Ok, I will tell you what I know. I know that in our third year you were gracious enough to let us use your time turner to save Sirius and Buckbeak. I know in how your face looked when you were frightened by that troll." A tear fell on Hermione's cheek, as this ramification of what he said sank in. Harry voice got softer as he continued. "I know you are a compassionate person that will not run out on her friends when they need them. Most of all, I know that you kissed me at the end of our fourth year."
While Harry was speaking, Hermione started to cry as she realized that Harry was really there talking to her. All that she could say was a faint "Harry" before she lost all control of her emotions, and started crying uncontrollable. Harry just took her into his arms, and hugged her. He knew that his loss would be hard on her, but he had no idea it would hurt her so much.
They stayed in each other's arms for a good five minutes before Hermione calmed down. Many people past by them while they had there hushed conversation, but no one bothered them while they stood there together. When everything went to a lull, Harry suggested that they go eat some food before classes start, and Hermione agreed though she did not feel hunger.
On the way to the Great Hall, Hermione held on to Harry for dear life. Her eyes were still red, but she was much more composed. They walked along quietly to the Great Hall only hearing the sounds of her sniffles. Finally before they walled into breakfast, Hermione turned to Harry and said, "I have really missed you."
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 3: Convincing
While walking down from his room, Harry over-heard a shouting match coming from down stairs. "Hermione, get over it. Harry is dead. He has been for the past week, and he will be forever."
With those words, Harry went numb. How could he be dead nothing had happen to him except this body switch.
"I don't care what you think Ron; I will never give up on Harry. He is still here with us I can feel it." "Hermione, the only thing you feel is your own denial. No one, and this includes Harry, no one could ever life through the killing curse twice."
Harry suddenly remembered, 'I was hit with the killing curse in my dream. Was it a dream?'
"Yeah, well if that was true, then why is Dumbledore keeping his body. Why don't we all just have a funeral now, and get it over with."
Harry went dumb, 'Funeral, they wanted to bury him, but he was not dead'. "Well... Well... Dumbledore is in denial too. That old loony is just feeling bad for putting Harry up to that." "It does not matter what you say, Ron, I am going to go see him." "Well, I warned you. If you keep living in you fantasy life, you will find that you no longer have a life or friends for that matter." And with that, Ron stormed out of the common room.
Hermione went and fall onto the nearest couch, and started crying. A very disturbed Harry decided to go to her, and find out what was going on. Hermione seeing Neville come near stated very plainly, "I don't want to talk to anyone right now Neville." Harry not phased by this said, "Hermione, I need your help."
Hermione fidgeted on the couch trying to hide her tear stricken cheeks asked "Can't school work wait for later. I don't feel like talking right now." "Hermione!" Finally with that, Harry received her full attention. "I don't need your help on school work. I need you help getting back to my body."
Hermione starting to look concerned said, "What are you talking about Neville?" Harry stated, "That's it. I am not Neville. I'm Harry." Hermione, finally having enough got up and started to leave. "Neville, I don't want to play any games today, ok. Now stop bothering me."
Harry quickly positioned himself in front of her so that she could not leave. "Hermione, this is not a game. It's really me. You see I had this dream last night that I was fighting Voldemort, and he hit me with the 'Avada Kedavra'. When I wake this morning, I was no longer in my body but in Neville's. Hermione I know you can tell it is I. Look into my eyes. Can't you see it's me, Harry"?
Hermione ignored the fact that Neville had just said You-know-who's name, and again tried to get out this conversation by sidestepping. Harry putting his hands on her shoulders forcing her to stay and look at him fouled her efforts. Harry was starting to get desperate and nerves "If I was not Harry how would I know that you helped me with the practice spells for the maze for the tournament in fifth year."
Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Everyone knew I was helping Harry with that. You have proven nothing." Again Hermione tried to leave, but Harry still had her by the shoulders. Then Harry said more to himself then to her, "Come on Hermione, you are the smartest girl at this school. How would Sirius feel about you taking this long"?
At this last comment, Hermione's head shoot up looking Neville straight in the eyes. "What do you know about Sirius?"
"What do I know! What do I know? Ok, I will tell you what I know. I know that in our third year you were gracious enough to let us use your time turner to save Sirius and Buckbeak. I know in how your face looked when you were frightened by that troll." A tear fell on Hermione's cheek, as this ramification of what he said sank in. Harry voice got softer as he continued. "I know you are a compassionate person that will not run out on her friends when they need them. Most of all, I know that you kissed me at the end of our fourth year."
While Harry was speaking, Hermione started to cry as she realized that Harry was really there talking to her. All that she could say was a faint "Harry" before she lost all control of her emotions, and started crying uncontrollable. Harry just took her into his arms, and hugged her. He knew that his loss would be hard on her, but he had no idea it would hurt her so much.
They stayed in each other's arms for a good five minutes before Hermione calmed down. Many people past by them while they had there hushed conversation, but no one bothered them while they stood there together. When everything went to a lull, Harry suggested that they go eat some food before classes start, and Hermione agreed though she did not feel hunger.
On the way to the Great Hall, Hermione held on to Harry for dear life. Her eyes were still red, but she was much more composed. They walked along quietly to the Great Hall only hearing the sounds of her sniffles. Finally before they walled into breakfast, Hermione turned to Harry and said, "I have really missed you."
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