Switching Places
Chapter Three ~ The Next Day ~ Where Am I?
Malfoy's POV
I woke up to the chirping of birds; birds don't usually hang around the Slytherin dorms. I never wake up to nature. I forced my eyes to open in the bright sunlight. Sunlight never shines in the dorms. Something strange was going on. I shuffled around in my bed. I couldn't see very well. Everything was all blurry.
The covers were a reddish maroon. I froze in my series of stretches and looked over to my right. There, layed Weasley. I shot up and screamed at the top of my lungs, almost like a little girl. Never again will I do that.
Weasley, and the other Gryffindor losers woke up, rubbing their eyes. Weasley came over towards me. "Harry? Harry, are you okay?"
I blinked a few times. "What did you just call me?"
"Harry.?" He wrinkled up his nose.
Then it hit me. Last night. The shooting star. I grinned mentally to myself. "Uh.sorry, Ron. I guess I had a.nightmare or.something. I'm ok." I nodded and looked around to find Potter's glasses. Did I just call him Ron? Oh damn.
Hermione's POV
I stretched in my four-poster bed. Morning. First day of classes. I was very excited.
"Morning." I heard Anna mumble. I looked over at her, and we both sat up in our beds at the same time.
"Mhm." I muffled back. I rubbed my eyes.
"Do we gotta go to classes today?" She asked as she stood up.
"Yes we have to go to classes, Anna! Why would we not?" I said quickly, waking fully up.
"Because I don't wanna go." She wined.
"Why? Malfoy?" I asked, standing up as well.
She shrugged and gave out a loud yawn.
"You really don't need to worry about hi, Anna. He can't do anything to you, and you don't have anything to worry about." I told her.
"Will all you quit telling me that? I'm not scarred that, one night, he'll brake down the common room door and beat the shit out of me, when no one's here. I'm not scarred. Okay?" With that, she grabbed her clothes, and left into the bathroom to get ready.
Anna's POV
After I brushed my teeth, changed, and got completely ready, I came out of the bathroom, and headed down to the common room. Ron and Harry were or one of the sofa's, deep in conversation.
When I stepped down off of the last step on the staircase, my shoe clicked as it came down to the floor, and caught the boys' attentions.
"Hey Anna." Ron gave me one of those guy nods. And Harry just looked at me, staring.
I slowly looked back at Ron, "Hi."
"Hermione already left for breakfast. All she said was, 'I think I said something to push Anna's button's. I think she's mad at me now, so I'm gonna go.' What is she talking about?" He asked me.
"I have no idea." I lied.
"Ok well, ready to go? I'm mad hungry." He grinned.
I rolled my eyes, "When are you not? Come on, let's go."
We left the common room, me being in the middle of the two. Harry had been acting.fishy this morning. He never talked; just stared.
Suddenly, I felt a hand slide up on my lower back. It was Harry's. I mean, usually, he'd sometimes put his arm around my shoulder or something, but not it places.like that. I looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. I took a quick glance at me, and I could see a sideways-grin forming. After I blinked quickly a few times, I looked back straight ahead, thinking that what he was doing was normal. What the real Harry did.
Harry's POV
OK I didn't know what in the hell was going on, but I needed to find Malfoy, I mean, myself. I needed to find myself. Did that make sense? Waking up and seeing Goyle in the bed right next to yours, isn't the most pleasant thing to do. I mean.to go through. Whatever. I can't even think anymore. I was in a body that I would've died to not be in. Malfoy planned this. He did it, and he's going to pay.
That is.if we can find a way to get back into ourselves. Will I ever be me again, or the Ferret-Boy forever?
Malfoy's POV
I sat down next to Anna at the table when we got to the Great Hall. She'd been staring at me. Did she see me, not Harry?
"What?" I asked her.
"Nothing." She scratched her nose, moving on.
"What?"
"Nothin! Geez! You've been acting very weird lately. You know that?" She replied, tucking her hair behind her ear. I watched and licked my lips.
"And your point is?" I asked, and got a 'go-to-hell' look in return.
I looked towards the Great Hall entrance and saw me starring at me. I mean.I saw my body staring at this one. I looked pissed. I look good. Heh. Not because Potter's in there. I enjoy looking at myself.
Potter came towards me. I looked back at his little gang, like nothing was wrong.
"We need to have a talk.Potter." Eheh.
"I don't see why, Malfoy. I didn't do anything, and there isn't a problem here. Well, there is now that you're here."
"Yeah, Malfoy. Leave." Ron said to him. With that, he turned around, and left towards the Slytherin table.
"Wonder what his problem is." Hermione told Anna. She shrugged.
Ron suddenly started to blink a few times, "Hey.Slytherins play against Hufflepuff today. Does anybody want to go? Cause.I still think that Hufflepuff can beat them. I wanna see the look on Malfoy's face. When he loses.again." He laughed.
"Well when you say it like that, I'll go." Granger said, and smiled at Ron. Disgusting.
"Do you wanna go, Banana?" Ron asked Anna.
"No.and don't call me that. You know I hate it" She said, not looking up.
"Fine." He raised an eyebrow, and slowly turned towards me.
"You gonna go, Harry?" Granger asked me.
Then it hit me: another chance, again. I came back from thinking and told her, "Nah. I wouldn't want all of that time to go to waste, watching Malfoy play Quidditch. I'll stay here. Anna might be able to use some company anyway. Right, Anna?"
"Heh. Yeah.sure." She said, giving me a small smile. I grinned mentally.
"Oh okay. Cool." Ron replied.
Chapter Three ~ The Next Day ~ Where Am I?
Malfoy's POV
I woke up to the chirping of birds; birds don't usually hang around the Slytherin dorms. I never wake up to nature. I forced my eyes to open in the bright sunlight. Sunlight never shines in the dorms. Something strange was going on. I shuffled around in my bed. I couldn't see very well. Everything was all blurry.
The covers were a reddish maroon. I froze in my series of stretches and looked over to my right. There, layed Weasley. I shot up and screamed at the top of my lungs, almost like a little girl. Never again will I do that.
Weasley, and the other Gryffindor losers woke up, rubbing their eyes. Weasley came over towards me. "Harry? Harry, are you okay?"
I blinked a few times. "What did you just call me?"
"Harry.?" He wrinkled up his nose.
Then it hit me. Last night. The shooting star. I grinned mentally to myself. "Uh.sorry, Ron. I guess I had a.nightmare or.something. I'm ok." I nodded and looked around to find Potter's glasses. Did I just call him Ron? Oh damn.
Hermione's POV
I stretched in my four-poster bed. Morning. First day of classes. I was very excited.
"Morning." I heard Anna mumble. I looked over at her, and we both sat up in our beds at the same time.
"Mhm." I muffled back. I rubbed my eyes.
"Do we gotta go to classes today?" She asked as she stood up.
"Yes we have to go to classes, Anna! Why would we not?" I said quickly, waking fully up.
"Because I don't wanna go." She wined.
"Why? Malfoy?" I asked, standing up as well.
She shrugged and gave out a loud yawn.
"You really don't need to worry about hi, Anna. He can't do anything to you, and you don't have anything to worry about." I told her.
"Will all you quit telling me that? I'm not scarred that, one night, he'll brake down the common room door and beat the shit out of me, when no one's here. I'm not scarred. Okay?" With that, she grabbed her clothes, and left into the bathroom to get ready.
Anna's POV
After I brushed my teeth, changed, and got completely ready, I came out of the bathroom, and headed down to the common room. Ron and Harry were or one of the sofa's, deep in conversation.
When I stepped down off of the last step on the staircase, my shoe clicked as it came down to the floor, and caught the boys' attentions.
"Hey Anna." Ron gave me one of those guy nods. And Harry just looked at me, staring.
I slowly looked back at Ron, "Hi."
"Hermione already left for breakfast. All she said was, 'I think I said something to push Anna's button's. I think she's mad at me now, so I'm gonna go.' What is she talking about?" He asked me.
"I have no idea." I lied.
"Ok well, ready to go? I'm mad hungry." He grinned.
I rolled my eyes, "When are you not? Come on, let's go."
We left the common room, me being in the middle of the two. Harry had been acting.fishy this morning. He never talked; just stared.
Suddenly, I felt a hand slide up on my lower back. It was Harry's. I mean, usually, he'd sometimes put his arm around my shoulder or something, but not it places.like that. I looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. I took a quick glance at me, and I could see a sideways-grin forming. After I blinked quickly a few times, I looked back straight ahead, thinking that what he was doing was normal. What the real Harry did.
Harry's POV
OK I didn't know what in the hell was going on, but I needed to find Malfoy, I mean, myself. I needed to find myself. Did that make sense? Waking up and seeing Goyle in the bed right next to yours, isn't the most pleasant thing to do. I mean.to go through. Whatever. I can't even think anymore. I was in a body that I would've died to not be in. Malfoy planned this. He did it, and he's going to pay.
That is.if we can find a way to get back into ourselves. Will I ever be me again, or the Ferret-Boy forever?
Malfoy's POV
I sat down next to Anna at the table when we got to the Great Hall. She'd been staring at me. Did she see me, not Harry?
"What?" I asked her.
"Nothing." She scratched her nose, moving on.
"What?"
"Nothin! Geez! You've been acting very weird lately. You know that?" She replied, tucking her hair behind her ear. I watched and licked my lips.
"And your point is?" I asked, and got a 'go-to-hell' look in return.
I looked towards the Great Hall entrance and saw me starring at me. I mean.I saw my body staring at this one. I looked pissed. I look good. Heh. Not because Potter's in there. I enjoy looking at myself.
Potter came towards me. I looked back at his little gang, like nothing was wrong.
"We need to have a talk.Potter." Eheh.
"I don't see why, Malfoy. I didn't do anything, and there isn't a problem here. Well, there is now that you're here."
"Yeah, Malfoy. Leave." Ron said to him. With that, he turned around, and left towards the Slytherin table.
"Wonder what his problem is." Hermione told Anna. She shrugged.
Ron suddenly started to blink a few times, "Hey.Slytherins play against Hufflepuff today. Does anybody want to go? Cause.I still think that Hufflepuff can beat them. I wanna see the look on Malfoy's face. When he loses.again." He laughed.
"Well when you say it like that, I'll go." Granger said, and smiled at Ron. Disgusting.
"Do you wanna go, Banana?" Ron asked Anna.
"No.and don't call me that. You know I hate it" She said, not looking up.
"Fine." He raised an eyebrow, and slowly turned towards me.
"You gonna go, Harry?" Granger asked me.
Then it hit me: another chance, again. I came back from thinking and told her, "Nah. I wouldn't want all of that time to go to waste, watching Malfoy play Quidditch. I'll stay here. Anna might be able to use some company anyway. Right, Anna?"
"Heh. Yeah.sure." She said, giving me a small smile. I grinned mentally.
"Oh okay. Cool." Ron replied.