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 4: Confrontation
Ron stared murderous at Neville when he saw how Hermione was clinging to him as they arrived. Then he noticed that she had been crying, and he jumped up out of his seat, and went straight for them.
"What did you do to Hermione, you little prat!" Ron screamed.
Harry came face to face with Ron and said, "I did not do anything to her, but be a friend. Something you would not know about."
Ron was surprised by the sudden boldness that Neville had pertained, but that did not stop him from retaliating. "What do you know about friends, you don't have any?"
Harry said, "Apparently, you were never my friend, so how do you know me." "No Neville, I never was your friend, so why don't you sit with the rest of the losers."
Out of nowhere, Hermione stepped straight up to Ron and slapped him right across the cheek. Before she would do or say anything else, she dragged an astonished Harry off with her to another table.
Ron looked to Hermione retreating form confused as he held his face were the slap stung. Once he noticed that they were not going to come back and address him, he stormed out of the Great Hall too seek solitude in the common room.
Harry looked from Hermione to Ron. Harry still could not comprehend were that came from. Yeah, he had seen Hermione slap a guy before, but that was Malfoy. This instance was not as heated as that one a couple years back, and Ron was on of their best friends. "Hermione, Ron did not know it was me. Why did you slap him?"
Hermione found a seat at the far end of Gryffindor table were no one could here them, and spoke softly. "I have wanted to do that all week." As Harry sat across from her, he listened carefully. "Ever since you left us last week, Ron has not been acting like a friend at all, more like your replacement. He was given your captain position on the Quidditch team, and your prefect position. Now he thinks he is all-great and I am sick of it. He did not even come see you after they brought you back. That is your body I mean." Hermione started to look away from Harry with tears again forming in her eyes.
Harry then took his hand and cupped it under her chin to make her look into his eyes. "Hermione, I am not going to leave you again, ok." She looked into his eyes, and said, "Ok".
While Hermione stared into his eyes she though, 'I could get lost in those eyes. It funny I still can see the emerald in them, but Neville does not have emerald eyes.'
Suddenly, they both realized what they were doing and looked away. Hermione changed the subject by saying, "So have you told Dumbledore yet." Neville's cheeks turned red and said "No".
Hermione's eyes went big, "What do you mean no? You need to go now everyone has been so worried about you."
Harry looked at his shoes and said, "Well not everyone has been worried. Ron did not care, plus it's nice not being followed around and stared at." Hermione said softy, "But Harry what about Neville? He too wants to live and you are not helping him right now."
Hermione's words were hitting him right in the heart making him feel even guiltier. Harry could not even look her in her eye. "I know, I know, but please can we keep this our secret for now. You will just have to keep it for a couple of days. Please give me that much freedom, before I have to go back to my old life of horrors."
Hermione watched as Harry turned back into that eleven-year-old first year asking for assistance on an essay. How could she say no? Hearing the pleading voice, Hermione said "Ok.... But I am still going to research this in the library." Harry with an evil grin look up at her and said, "Well I expected that much."
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 4: Confrontation
Ron stared murderous at Neville when he saw how Hermione was clinging to him as they arrived. Then he noticed that she had been crying, and he jumped up out of his seat, and went straight for them.
"What did you do to Hermione, you little prat!" Ron screamed.
Harry came face to face with Ron and said, "I did not do anything to her, but be a friend. Something you would not know about."
Ron was surprised by the sudden boldness that Neville had pertained, but that did not stop him from retaliating. "What do you know about friends, you don't have any?"
Harry said, "Apparently, you were never my friend, so how do you know me." "No Neville, I never was your friend, so why don't you sit with the rest of the losers."
Out of nowhere, Hermione stepped straight up to Ron and slapped him right across the cheek. Before she would do or say anything else, she dragged an astonished Harry off with her to another table.
Ron looked to Hermione retreating form confused as he held his face were the slap stung. Once he noticed that they were not going to come back and address him, he stormed out of the Great Hall too seek solitude in the common room.
Harry looked from Hermione to Ron. Harry still could not comprehend were that came from. Yeah, he had seen Hermione slap a guy before, but that was Malfoy. This instance was not as heated as that one a couple years back, and Ron was on of their best friends. "Hermione, Ron did not know it was me. Why did you slap him?"
Hermione found a seat at the far end of Gryffindor table were no one could here them, and spoke softly. "I have wanted to do that all week." As Harry sat across from her, he listened carefully. "Ever since you left us last week, Ron has not been acting like a friend at all, more like your replacement. He was given your captain position on the Quidditch team, and your prefect position. Now he thinks he is all-great and I am sick of it. He did not even come see you after they brought you back. That is your body I mean." Hermione started to look away from Harry with tears again forming in her eyes.
Harry then took his hand and cupped it under her chin to make her look into his eyes. "Hermione, I am not going to leave you again, ok." She looked into his eyes, and said, "Ok".
While Hermione stared into his eyes she though, 'I could get lost in those eyes. It funny I still can see the emerald in them, but Neville does not have emerald eyes.'
Suddenly, they both realized what they were doing and looked away. Hermione changed the subject by saying, "So have you told Dumbledore yet." Neville's cheeks turned red and said "No".
Hermione's eyes went big, "What do you mean no? You need to go now everyone has been so worried about you."
Harry looked at his shoes and said, "Well not everyone has been worried. Ron did not care, plus it's nice not being followed around and stared at." Hermione said softy, "But Harry what about Neville? He too wants to live and you are not helping him right now."
Hermione's words were hitting him right in the heart making him feel even guiltier. Harry could not even look her in her eye. "I know, I know, but please can we keep this our secret for now. You will just have to keep it for a couple of days. Please give me that much freedom, before I have to go back to my old life of horrors."
Hermione watched as Harry turned back into that eleven-year-old first year asking for assistance on an essay. How could she say no? Hearing the pleading voice, Hermione said "Ok.... But I am still going to research this in the library." Harry with an evil grin look up at her and said, "Well I expected that much."
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