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 9: Punch
Harry did not see her for the rest of the night. Once she got back to the common room, she had gone straight to the girl's dormitory. Harry felt so confused, but most of all he was worried that he had just ended his relationship with his best friend. Hermione was his only true friend now, and he could not help but think, 'What if he just messed up that relationship by acting for the moment?' He did not know if he could take being alone and friendless again. Then he though, what did the kiss mean? Did he like Hermione, like that? He stayed up all into the night thinking everything through.
The same thoughts kept circling in his mind, but they always came to the same conclusion. He had fallen for his best friend. He did not know when it happened, but it had happened a while back. Now, he had to deicide how to tell her, or if he should tell her. Through all his deliberations, their was still a little voice in the back of his head saying 'What if she does not like you in that way? She did run away from you.' Yet all through the doubts, one thought kept jumping in his head. One thought that he was not confused on, and he was going to make it his life's work to keep true. 'He did not want to lose Hermione.'
The next morning Harry went down early into the common room. He was going to make sure he caught her before she went to breakfast. He was right to think that she would try to skip out on him because right as he got settled into a chair, Hermione came down the stairs thirty minutes early. Harry quickly got up, and tried to head her off so she could not get away.
Hermione looked up at Harry as he came towards her, but did not stop walking. "Hi Neville," she hardly said as tried to walk out of the common room.
Harry walked besides her matching her pace, and said, "Hermione we need to talk."
Hermione with innocent eyes looked at him and said, "I really don't think we have anything to talk about."
Harry looked at her. "Come on Hermione. Please stop and talk to me about what append last night. I really don't want you to be mad at me."
Hermione speed up and said, "Ooh I am not mad at you. Last night was nothing don't worry about it."
Harry just realized that Hermione was headed to the girls prefect bath room, said, "Hermione please talk to me. I need you now more then ever. Please don't leave me."
Hermione opened the door to the prefect bathroom and quickly put herself behind it. Finally, she stopped moving and started to talk normally, "Oh I'm not leaving you I just need some time alone." She looked into Harry's pleading eyes, and said, "I guess I will see you later Neville. Bye" and shut the door.
Harry stood outside the door contemplating what he should do. He could sit out there until she came out, but that might make her even madder. Eventually, he decided to go to breakfast, and wait for her there because everyone needs to eat now and then.
At breakfast, he ate at the far in of the table by himself, but he made sure he faced the Great Hall door to make sure he say her when she came in. He waited and waited. A couple of younger girls came up to him asking to sit by him, but he always refused them in hopes that Hermione would come. To Harry's misfortune, she never showed up.
He even went to the first class early to see if he could catch her there, but she got in right as the bell rang, so he could not say anything to her. For the rest of the day Hermione avoid him, but that made him want her even more. When the last class was over, Harry tried to catch her before she got out, but as he called her name Ron stepped into his way.
Harry demanded, "Ron please move I need to speak with Hermione."
Ron looked at him with is arms crossed and said, "I don't think the young lady wants to speak with you."
Harry looked into Ron's eye and said, "Why do you care? You are not even friends with her anyways."
Ron's whole face turned red at this. "We were once friends, and that gives me the right to protect her."
Harry nonchalantly waved his had to move Ron out of the way. "Ron you don't know what you are talking about, or who you are dealing with."
Ron puffed out his chest and said, " NO Neville, I don't think you know whom you are dealing with."
As he spoke he moved back in Neville's way and pushed him. Harry was not going to stand around as Ron harassed him, so Harry pushed Ron back. No one knew who throw the first punch, but they both ended up rolling on the ground brawling. Ron put Harry in a head look, but Harry elbowed Ron in the noise. Harry got up and started to hit Ron in the stomach. Yet Ron retaliated by hitting Neville in the face with a good right hook. That was the last straw for Harry though. Harry had had enough, and without even using his wand he literally throw Ron off him. The push was so hard, and it had so much force behind it that Ron hit the wall on the other side of the room. The force of the impact caused Ron to even be unconscious. While Ron lay on the floor, the people that were watching the fight all stared at Neville, and moved away to give him room. Harry looked at all the astonished faces and knew that he had mess-up. Neville would have never thrown a punch let alone another person.
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 9: Punch
Harry did not see her for the rest of the night. Once she got back to the common room, she had gone straight to the girl's dormitory. Harry felt so confused, but most of all he was worried that he had just ended his relationship with his best friend. Hermione was his only true friend now, and he could not help but think, 'What if he just messed up that relationship by acting for the moment?' He did not know if he could take being alone and friendless again. Then he though, what did the kiss mean? Did he like Hermione, like that? He stayed up all into the night thinking everything through.
The same thoughts kept circling in his mind, but they always came to the same conclusion. He had fallen for his best friend. He did not know when it happened, but it had happened a while back. Now, he had to deicide how to tell her, or if he should tell her. Through all his deliberations, their was still a little voice in the back of his head saying 'What if she does not like you in that way? She did run away from you.' Yet all through the doubts, one thought kept jumping in his head. One thought that he was not confused on, and he was going to make it his life's work to keep true. 'He did not want to lose Hermione.'
The next morning Harry went down early into the common room. He was going to make sure he caught her before she went to breakfast. He was right to think that she would try to skip out on him because right as he got settled into a chair, Hermione came down the stairs thirty minutes early. Harry quickly got up, and tried to head her off so she could not get away.
Hermione looked up at Harry as he came towards her, but did not stop walking. "Hi Neville," she hardly said as tried to walk out of the common room.
Harry walked besides her matching her pace, and said, "Hermione we need to talk."
Hermione with innocent eyes looked at him and said, "I really don't think we have anything to talk about."
Harry looked at her. "Come on Hermione. Please stop and talk to me about what append last night. I really don't want you to be mad at me."
Hermione speed up and said, "Ooh I am not mad at you. Last night was nothing don't worry about it."
Harry just realized that Hermione was headed to the girls prefect bath room, said, "Hermione please talk to me. I need you now more then ever. Please don't leave me."
Hermione opened the door to the prefect bathroom and quickly put herself behind it. Finally, she stopped moving and started to talk normally, "Oh I'm not leaving you I just need some time alone." She looked into Harry's pleading eyes, and said, "I guess I will see you later Neville. Bye" and shut the door.
Harry stood outside the door contemplating what he should do. He could sit out there until she came out, but that might make her even madder. Eventually, he decided to go to breakfast, and wait for her there because everyone needs to eat now and then.
At breakfast, he ate at the far in of the table by himself, but he made sure he faced the Great Hall door to make sure he say her when she came in. He waited and waited. A couple of younger girls came up to him asking to sit by him, but he always refused them in hopes that Hermione would come. To Harry's misfortune, she never showed up.
He even went to the first class early to see if he could catch her there, but she got in right as the bell rang, so he could not say anything to her. For the rest of the day Hermione avoid him, but that made him want her even more. When the last class was over, Harry tried to catch her before she got out, but as he called her name Ron stepped into his way.
Harry demanded, "Ron please move I need to speak with Hermione."
Ron looked at him with is arms crossed and said, "I don't think the young lady wants to speak with you."
Harry looked into Ron's eye and said, "Why do you care? You are not even friends with her anyways."
Ron's whole face turned red at this. "We were once friends, and that gives me the right to protect her."
Harry nonchalantly waved his had to move Ron out of the way. "Ron you don't know what you are talking about, or who you are dealing with."
Ron puffed out his chest and said, " NO Neville, I don't think you know whom you are dealing with."
As he spoke he moved back in Neville's way and pushed him. Harry was not going to stand around as Ron harassed him, so Harry pushed Ron back. No one knew who throw the first punch, but they both ended up rolling on the ground brawling. Ron put Harry in a head look, but Harry elbowed Ron in the noise. Harry got up and started to hit Ron in the stomach. Yet Ron retaliated by hitting Neville in the face with a good right hook. That was the last straw for Harry though. Harry had had enough, and without even using his wand he literally throw Ron off him. The push was so hard, and it had so much force behind it that Ron hit the wall on the other side of the room. The force of the impact caused Ron to even be unconscious. While Ron lay on the floor, the people that were watching the fight all stared at Neville, and moved away to give him room. Harry looked at all the astonished faces and knew that he had mess-up. Neville would have never thrown a punch let alone another person.
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