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 10: Pride and Prejudiced
Harry unable to go to Hermione for his problems, and no longer having Ron as a friend, decided to go to the Quidditch field. He had really missed flying, and that is just what he thought he needed to calm himself down. He got his Firebolt out of the broom closet, and went onto the field. He hopped on to his broom, and made a couple of circles around the stadium. Luckily his flying abilities had followed his spirit into Neville's body. He flew around letting all his anger and frustration out. Unbeknownst to him, a girl from the Gryffindor fifth year girl's dorm room was watching him.
Hermione sat in the windowsill watching Harry fly around. As Harry started to do a couple of dives, Hermione thought of how much Harry really meant to her. When he had passed away, her whole life seemed to stop in there tracks. She could not eat. She could not sleep. She could even not study. All that she could think about was how a part of her life was now missing. Now that he was back, she knew that she wanted him in her life, but what if he did die. She had vowed to herself that she would no longer get this emotional involved with a guy because of all the pain involved in losing him, but did it mean that she was not breaking that vowed if it was on Harry. Also, if she got involved with him now, what would happen if they were not able to switch him back? She was so confused.
Hermione got out of the window and stared to look through some of her books from the library. Hermione could not stand it any more. She had to do something. She had to have Harry back. The full Harry not just his soul, but his body too.
As the sun went down on the castle, Harry finally came down from his broom. He went back to the common room to find it swarming with people. As he came through the portrait, all the students in Gryffindor house started to applaud. They apparently had also been tired of Weasleys temper, and they all wanted to thank him for putting him in his place.
Once Lavender came up to him to congratulate him, Harry had an idea. "Lavender, Could you do me a favor," he asked her a little nervously.
Lavender look at Neville curiously, and said, "Sure Neville, what kind of favor do you need."
Harry looked down at his feet and asked, "Could you go up and find out if Hermione is mad at me?"
Lavender stared to laugh. "Neville why would Hermione be mad at you."
"Well that is not really the important part." Harry said while smiling sheepishly.
Lavender with a wave of her hand said, "Ok Neville, I will find out if she is mad at you, but this is just for knocking out, Ron. I don't want you getting any ideas now." Lavender smiled a winning smile as she flicked her hair back.
Harry smiled and thanked her before she turned to leave. Lavender bounced up the stairs up to their room, and knocked quietly on the door. No one answered, so Lavender barged right in. "Hermione, ooh Hermione. Are you in here." Lavender spoke as she walked through the dark dorm room.
Hermione answered, "Yeah I'm on my bed." Hermione was lying down in her bed reading a book. She had her feet up kicking the air, and her hands were propped under her chin.
Lavender started to laugh once she noticed the book in her hands. "Hermione why are you sitting around in a dark dorm room reading."
Hermione looked up from her book and said, "That is just what I do. You know me, Hermione the bookworm."
Lavender noticed the sarcasm, but decided not to pursue that any farther. Lavender nodded and said, " Ok Hermione if you say so. Well. I came up here to tell you that the hero of the school thinks you're mad at him."
Hermione not hearing about Harry's little incident with Ron was confused. "Lavender I am in no mode for jokes. Would you please tell me what you need so that I can go back to my book."
Lavender looked a little shocked by her abrupt response. "Ok, well I guess someone woke up not her wrong side of the bed... I was just doing a favor for Neville. I want bother you any more."
At that name, Hermione jumped up out of bed suddenly becoming very interested in what Lavender had to say. "What about Neville?" Hermione asked sternly.
Lavender started to laugh at Hermione's response to his name," Woo girl, I have not been doing anything with Neville...He just asked me to do something for him. . Heay, why have you become so interested in him anyways? Does our little Hermione have a crush? Do I sense jealousy?"
Hermione turned red from both embracement and anger. Lavender was really starting to get on her nerves. She had always despised all her girly tendencies like reading only fashion magazines and only gossiping about boys. She never had an intelligent word to say, and that really bothered her. Hermione stated very plainly, "Lavender, I don't have to take this from you. What do you want? I really need to get back to my books." Hermione kicked herself mentally at these words. Why could she not think of a good come back? Why could she not just deny everything and go on with her life?
Lavender rolled her eyes, "Hermione, when don't you have your noise in a book... Any way. He just wanted to see if you were mad at him."
Hermione fell on her bed with a bounce. She had to say something, but she really did not want Lavender to know anything. She needed to make sure that Harry knew that she would get over it. She just needed more time. Hermione finally started to understand, "OK, I see... um... Well you can tell him that I'm not mad at him...I am.. I am just.. I don't know... I am just confused." As she sat, she let her back fall on her bed in exasperation. There was a little silence, but Hermione finished speaking. "Just tell him I need to be alone for a bit ok."
Lavender, who was even more confused then Hermione, gave a quick nod and left. She walked down the stairs to the awaiting Neville. She knew that Neville did not have that many friends, and now that it seemed that Hermione was not talking to him, Neville appeared to have no one. Lavender pitied Neville, and she could see that this was going to hurt him, hurt him bad. "Neville, well I have good news and bad news."
Neville looked excited about the possibility of good news and jumped up from the seat he was waiting in. "Great, What's the good news?"
Lavender would not look into his eyes, but still she relayed the message that she was asked to tell. "Well, she said that she was not mad at you."
Neville let out the breath that he did not know that he was keeping in. Then he started to grin like a mad man. "That's great, then how could anything be bad. Wow, Hermione is not mad at me." He looked like a large load had been lifted from his shoulders.
Lavender could even see that the sparkle had returned in his eye. She did not want to squelch it again, but she had no choose. "Well the bad news is... She does not want to talk to you. She said she wanted to be alone for a while."
With that last statement, the sparkle got up and slammed the door. Harry said, "Ok, well... thanks Lavender for your help." Harry was a little stunned to say the least. He thought that once Hermione got over the initial shock of the kiss, she would be ok, but to his misfortune, she just did not want to see him any more.
Lavender hated making him upset, but like it or not, he did asked for it. Lavender said, "Ooh Neville, that was no problem. If you need me for anything, please ask ok." She wanted to make sure he was smiling before she left him, so she did what she thought any self-respecting friend would do. She hugged him.
Harry gladly accepted the hug as well. He had been feeling really bad, and the day just seemed to go from bad to worse. First, Hermione would not talk to him, and then Ron caused problems. All he could think was, 'Could this day get any worse?'
Harry spook to soon though. Hermione had decided to come down the stairs to apologize to Harry for ignoring him that day just at that time. She could hear Harry's voice from down the stairs, and knew he must have been with Lavender. When she came around the corner of the spiral staircase, she was made speechless. Harry was more then with Lavender. He was on Lavender. She just covered her month while silent tears fell from her eyes. She never knew him, and Lavender were so close. No other girl had ever been as close to Harry as she was, and now Lavender was taking her spot. He even asked Lavender to come check on her. Why would he do that to her? She felt jealous. She felt betrayed, but most of all she felt unloved. Harry had never willingly hugged her in all the years that they were in school. Now in the middle of the common room where everyone could see, he decided to go at it with Lavender. Did Harry even care that he actually kissed her yesterday. Hermione silently went back up to her room even more confused then before. She knew that she liked him, but this one of the exact reason she did not want to get involved with him.
Harry let Lavender go and said, "Thanks Lavender I really needed that."
Lavender smiled back, "If you ever need me don't hesitated ok."
Harry nodded again, and Lavender left for her dorm room. Hermione was already in the bed by the time Lavender got back.
Hermione played it like she had never been out of her bed. When all her dorm mates went to bed, she got up and left. She could not sleep because she just had too many things on her mind. Hermione took her books, and blanket down to the common room for a late night read. Reading always made her feel comfortable and safe. As the fire crackled in the fireplace, she curled up in the armchair with her book in her lap, and started reading one of her favorite muggle fictions stories, Pride and Prejudice. As she read on, she was sucked into the world of Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy. Here in their world no one could hurt her, and the endings were all ways certain to be happy. As Darcy parties played in her head, she was slowly laud into a very peaceful slumber.
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Thanks to everyone who has reviewed my story. You are really to good to me. :)
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 10: Pride and Prejudiced
Harry unable to go to Hermione for his problems, and no longer having Ron as a friend, decided to go to the Quidditch field. He had really missed flying, and that is just what he thought he needed to calm himself down. He got his Firebolt out of the broom closet, and went onto the field. He hopped on to his broom, and made a couple of circles around the stadium. Luckily his flying abilities had followed his spirit into Neville's body. He flew around letting all his anger and frustration out. Unbeknownst to him, a girl from the Gryffindor fifth year girl's dorm room was watching him.
Hermione sat in the windowsill watching Harry fly around. As Harry started to do a couple of dives, Hermione thought of how much Harry really meant to her. When he had passed away, her whole life seemed to stop in there tracks. She could not eat. She could not sleep. She could even not study. All that she could think about was how a part of her life was now missing. Now that he was back, she knew that she wanted him in her life, but what if he did die. She had vowed to herself that she would no longer get this emotional involved with a guy because of all the pain involved in losing him, but did it mean that she was not breaking that vowed if it was on Harry. Also, if she got involved with him now, what would happen if they were not able to switch him back? She was so confused.
Hermione got out of the window and stared to look through some of her books from the library. Hermione could not stand it any more. She had to do something. She had to have Harry back. The full Harry not just his soul, but his body too.
As the sun went down on the castle, Harry finally came down from his broom. He went back to the common room to find it swarming with people. As he came through the portrait, all the students in Gryffindor house started to applaud. They apparently had also been tired of Weasleys temper, and they all wanted to thank him for putting him in his place.
Once Lavender came up to him to congratulate him, Harry had an idea. "Lavender, Could you do me a favor," he asked her a little nervously.
Lavender look at Neville curiously, and said, "Sure Neville, what kind of favor do you need."
Harry looked down at his feet and asked, "Could you go up and find out if Hermione is mad at me?"
Lavender stared to laugh. "Neville why would Hermione be mad at you."
"Well that is not really the important part." Harry said while smiling sheepishly.
Lavender with a wave of her hand said, "Ok Neville, I will find out if she is mad at you, but this is just for knocking out, Ron. I don't want you getting any ideas now." Lavender smiled a winning smile as she flicked her hair back.
Harry smiled and thanked her before she turned to leave. Lavender bounced up the stairs up to their room, and knocked quietly on the door. No one answered, so Lavender barged right in. "Hermione, ooh Hermione. Are you in here." Lavender spoke as she walked through the dark dorm room.
Hermione answered, "Yeah I'm on my bed." Hermione was lying down in her bed reading a book. She had her feet up kicking the air, and her hands were propped under her chin.
Lavender started to laugh once she noticed the book in her hands. "Hermione why are you sitting around in a dark dorm room reading."
Hermione looked up from her book and said, "That is just what I do. You know me, Hermione the bookworm."
Lavender noticed the sarcasm, but decided not to pursue that any farther. Lavender nodded and said, " Ok Hermione if you say so. Well. I came up here to tell you that the hero of the school thinks you're mad at him."
Hermione not hearing about Harry's little incident with Ron was confused. "Lavender I am in no mode for jokes. Would you please tell me what you need so that I can go back to my book."
Lavender looked a little shocked by her abrupt response. "Ok, well I guess someone woke up not her wrong side of the bed... I was just doing a favor for Neville. I want bother you any more."
At that name, Hermione jumped up out of bed suddenly becoming very interested in what Lavender had to say. "What about Neville?" Hermione asked sternly.
Lavender started to laugh at Hermione's response to his name," Woo girl, I have not been doing anything with Neville...He just asked me to do something for him. . Heay, why have you become so interested in him anyways? Does our little Hermione have a crush? Do I sense jealousy?"
Hermione turned red from both embracement and anger. Lavender was really starting to get on her nerves. She had always despised all her girly tendencies like reading only fashion magazines and only gossiping about boys. She never had an intelligent word to say, and that really bothered her. Hermione stated very plainly, "Lavender, I don't have to take this from you. What do you want? I really need to get back to my books." Hermione kicked herself mentally at these words. Why could she not think of a good come back? Why could she not just deny everything and go on with her life?
Lavender rolled her eyes, "Hermione, when don't you have your noise in a book... Any way. He just wanted to see if you were mad at him."
Hermione fell on her bed with a bounce. She had to say something, but she really did not want Lavender to know anything. She needed to make sure that Harry knew that she would get over it. She just needed more time. Hermione finally started to understand, "OK, I see... um... Well you can tell him that I'm not mad at him...I am.. I am just.. I don't know... I am just confused." As she sat, she let her back fall on her bed in exasperation. There was a little silence, but Hermione finished speaking. "Just tell him I need to be alone for a bit ok."
Lavender, who was even more confused then Hermione, gave a quick nod and left. She walked down the stairs to the awaiting Neville. She knew that Neville did not have that many friends, and now that it seemed that Hermione was not talking to him, Neville appeared to have no one. Lavender pitied Neville, and she could see that this was going to hurt him, hurt him bad. "Neville, well I have good news and bad news."
Neville looked excited about the possibility of good news and jumped up from the seat he was waiting in. "Great, What's the good news?"
Lavender would not look into his eyes, but still she relayed the message that she was asked to tell. "Well, she said that she was not mad at you."
Neville let out the breath that he did not know that he was keeping in. Then he started to grin like a mad man. "That's great, then how could anything be bad. Wow, Hermione is not mad at me." He looked like a large load had been lifted from his shoulders.
Lavender could even see that the sparkle had returned in his eye. She did not want to squelch it again, but she had no choose. "Well the bad news is... She does not want to talk to you. She said she wanted to be alone for a while."
With that last statement, the sparkle got up and slammed the door. Harry said, "Ok, well... thanks Lavender for your help." Harry was a little stunned to say the least. He thought that once Hermione got over the initial shock of the kiss, she would be ok, but to his misfortune, she just did not want to see him any more.
Lavender hated making him upset, but like it or not, he did asked for it. Lavender said, "Ooh Neville, that was no problem. If you need me for anything, please ask ok." She wanted to make sure he was smiling before she left him, so she did what she thought any self-respecting friend would do. She hugged him.
Harry gladly accepted the hug as well. He had been feeling really bad, and the day just seemed to go from bad to worse. First, Hermione would not talk to him, and then Ron caused problems. All he could think was, 'Could this day get any worse?'
Harry spook to soon though. Hermione had decided to come down the stairs to apologize to Harry for ignoring him that day just at that time. She could hear Harry's voice from down the stairs, and knew he must have been with Lavender. When she came around the corner of the spiral staircase, she was made speechless. Harry was more then with Lavender. He was on Lavender. She just covered her month while silent tears fell from her eyes. She never knew him, and Lavender were so close. No other girl had ever been as close to Harry as she was, and now Lavender was taking her spot. He even asked Lavender to come check on her. Why would he do that to her? She felt jealous. She felt betrayed, but most of all she felt unloved. Harry had never willingly hugged her in all the years that they were in school. Now in the middle of the common room where everyone could see, he decided to go at it with Lavender. Did Harry even care that he actually kissed her yesterday. Hermione silently went back up to her room even more confused then before. She knew that she liked him, but this one of the exact reason she did not want to get involved with him.
Harry let Lavender go and said, "Thanks Lavender I really needed that."
Lavender smiled back, "If you ever need me don't hesitated ok."
Harry nodded again, and Lavender left for her dorm room. Hermione was already in the bed by the time Lavender got back.
Hermione played it like she had never been out of her bed. When all her dorm mates went to bed, she got up and left. She could not sleep because she just had too many things on her mind. Hermione took her books, and blanket down to the common room for a late night read. Reading always made her feel comfortable and safe. As the fire crackled in the fireplace, she curled up in the armchair with her book in her lap, and started reading one of her favorite muggle fictions stories, Pride and Prejudice. As she read on, she was sucked into the world of Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy. Here in their world no one could hurt her, and the endings were all ways certain to be happy. As Darcy parties played in her head, she was slowly laud into a very peaceful slumber.
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Thanks to everyone who has reviewed my story. You are really to good to me. :)