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 11: Sweet Dreams
Harry tossed and turned all night only getting an hour of sleep here and there. Finally he could not take it any more, and he got out of bed. He decided that the best way to make him go to sleep would be to read a textbook. He thought, 'If it can make me sleep when I need to stay awake to study, then surly it can put me to sleep when I am already a little drowsy.'
He went down into the common room to study, but when he came down the spiraling staircase, he found he was not alone. Hermione was still peacefully sleeping in the armchair with her book in her lap. He was amazed at how beautiful she looked when she slept. Her face was so calm and angelic that she almost appeared to be surreal. Her legs were hanging of one end of the chair while her head rested on the other arm end.
Hermione had told him on many occasions that she fall asleep in the common room, but he was never there to see. All through the day, she would have a crick in her neck that Harry would gladly massage it out, but he thought he would be the gentleman and take her to her bed. All though she was still not talking to him, he thought he would be the bigger person, and still help her in her time of need.
He scooped her up in his arms and held her close to his chest. As he was walking up the stairs with her, she said half asleep, "Thanks, Dad. I love you."
Harry chuckled at this, and replied, "No problem sweet heart, now go back to sleep."
Hermione then snuggled into Harry's chest, and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry looked at her so happy in her dream world. Harry slowly and softly lend down, and kissed her on her forehead causing Hermione to smile in her sleep.
Harry chuckled again and thought, 'This is exactly what I want for the rest of my life. Hermione cradled in my arms telling me that she loves me.'
He quietly crept over to Hermione's bed, which he knew was hers because it was the only empty one, and gently laid her in it. He even tucked her in bed by covered her with her blankets. Before he left, Harry kissed her again on he forehead and said, "Night Hermione, I love you." Then as Harry started walking out the door, he heard a faint whisper from Hermione's bed. "I love you too... Harry." As he closed the door, his heart leapt for joy from those simple words.
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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 11: Sweet Dreams
Harry tossed and turned all night only getting an hour of sleep here and there. Finally he could not take it any more, and he got out of bed. He decided that the best way to make him go to sleep would be to read a textbook. He thought, 'If it can make me sleep when I need to stay awake to study, then surly it can put me to sleep when I am already a little drowsy.'
He went down into the common room to study, but when he came down the spiraling staircase, he found he was not alone. Hermione was still peacefully sleeping in the armchair with her book in her lap. He was amazed at how beautiful she looked when she slept. Her face was so calm and angelic that she almost appeared to be surreal. Her legs were hanging of one end of the chair while her head rested on the other arm end.
Hermione had told him on many occasions that she fall asleep in the common room, but he was never there to see. All through the day, she would have a crick in her neck that Harry would gladly massage it out, but he thought he would be the gentleman and take her to her bed. All though she was still not talking to him, he thought he would be the bigger person, and still help her in her time of need.
He scooped her up in his arms and held her close to his chest. As he was walking up the stairs with her, she said half asleep, "Thanks, Dad. I love you."
Harry chuckled at this, and replied, "No problem sweet heart, now go back to sleep."
Hermione then snuggled into Harry's chest, and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry looked at her so happy in her dream world. Harry slowly and softly lend down, and kissed her on her forehead causing Hermione to smile in her sleep.
Harry chuckled again and thought, 'This is exactly what I want for the rest of my life. Hermione cradled in my arms telling me that she loves me.'
He quietly crept over to Hermione's bed, which he knew was hers because it was the only empty one, and gently laid her in it. He even tucked her in bed by covered her with her blankets. Before he left, Harry kissed her again on he forehead and said, "Night Hermione, I love you." Then as Harry started walking out the door, he heard a faint whisper from Hermione's bed. "I love you too... Harry." As he closed the door, his heart leapt for joy from those simple words.
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Thanks to everyone who has reviewed my story. You are really to good to me. :)