Oh, no! I'm terribly sorry for the delay! I… I don't even have a good excuse for this, well, I blame school work. You believe me?
Anyway, here is the new chap! Longer then the last once, I hope. Tell me what you think, flames are welcome! I need them too, you know.
Thank you to all of those who've reviewed! I love you all!
-Cherry
"Harry? You… you're kidding, right?"
"Actually, no…"
Ron looked at him, doubt written all over his face, "Right… Now Harry, you've had a long day… You need some rest… or perhaps a visit at Pomfrey. Your are not Dumbledore, Harry!" Ron said, slowly.
"Ah, Mr. Weasley, I knew that you would react that way…"
"What, you used the 'inner eye'? Don't tell me that you think that you are Trellaway, too!"
"No, I don't think that I'm Trellaway, that's for sure, Mr. Weasley… Now, you want a proof that I am Dumbledore, right?"
"Whatever, Harry…"
"Ah, yes… do you remember when we did the homework, both you and Miss Granger was rather shocked that 'Harry' managed to do his homework, faster then Miss Granger herself? And our little chess game, when I won seven games in a row… and when 'Harry' told you about when he used that spell, when he was teaching, and if I may remind you, Harry is not a teacher, and has never been!"
Ron stared for a couple of seconds, "P-professor… I-I… I'm sorry, sir…"
"Ah, no need to worry, and it's Harry right now, as you can see…"
"Yes sir, errr… Harry…" he swallowed, "Ehem, Harry, how did that happen? That switch I mean…?"
"As I said, Neville made a body switching potion, remember that the Contulate potion is done very similar to the Polyjuice potion…"
"Oh, yeah…"
"But as it was a mess-up between Contulate and Polyjuice potion, it became a body switching potion, which works by touch, as the Contulate potion,"
"Oh, riiiight! Tomorrow, I'll teach you to be more as Harry… you're a bit to Dumbledore-ish…"
"Well, I managed to fool you…"
"Yes, but both Hermione and I were rather suspicious…" he yawned, "which reminds me; why didn't you tell Hermione?"
"Oh, well, I thought that she might have gotten a bit embarrass, you know… it isn't her biggest dream to hug her Headmaster, I'm sure that she's rather proud over that she was brave enough to hug Harry…"
"Oh, yeah, right… now, I want to get some sleep," Ron said quickly while walking up the stairs to the boys' dorm, Dumbledore following closely.
While entering the fifth year's dorm, Dumbledore looked around in the dorm, puzzled.
Ron saw Dumbledore's confusion and pointed over to a bad near the window, "Your bed's over there, Harry…"
"Oh, yeah… right…"
"Eh? What's wrong with Harry?" Seamus voice ran through the room, he was sitting in his bed, looking at Dumbledore, oddly.
Ron sighed out in relief, glad over that he'd called Dumbledore 'Harry', "Heh, that potion made some memory holes here and there, he remember almost everything, he just didn't remember which bed that was his."
Dumbledore nodded in agreement, while noting that it was a grey owl, waiting for him on his bedpost.
Dean sat up in his bed, looking up from his book, "That owl arrived an hour ago, it's been hooting almost every five minutes…"
Dumbledore walked up to the owl, "Thank you," he muttered while taking the note from its leg.
The owl hooted happily, before flying out an open window.
"Finally," Neville's voice could be heard, "some sleep!"
Ron nodded while climbing into his bed, "Sleep well, guys."
"MmmHmmm…" Dumbledore said thoughtfully, while opening the note.
Dear Harry,
I hope that school is okay, and that the beginning of this year has been easy, and calm… How are you anyway? Neither Snuffles nor I have heard anything from you in a while…
Anyway, I thought that I should tell you that I'm coming to Hogwarts in a couple of days, I'm going to start as a DADA teacher again, and Snuffles, my dear dog is coming with me.
Now, be a nice boy, and every other boring, adult stuff I should tell you.
See you soon,
Remus and Snuffles
(Ps. Write back, we need to know if you're alive…)
Dumbledore chuckled softly; he'd almost forgotten that Remus would be the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher.
He took a parchment and a quill and began to write. After a couple of lines he threw the paper away, remembering that he couldn't write with his own handwriting, both Sirius and Remus would recognize it, and it clearly didn't look like Harry's.
He brought up his wand, "Handstil 'Harry Potter'," he muttered, while tapping the wand on his right hand, he took up a new piece of parchment and began to scribble again, slightly shocked over Harry's untiedly handwriting.
After a couple of tries he was finally happy with the result, he hoped it didn't sound to 'Dumbledore-is', as Ron had called it.
Dear Remus and Snuffles.
I'm fine thank you, and the begging of school has been calm, I haven't fought You-Know-Who… yet.
Hey, that's fun to hear, I hope I'll see you both too, be kind to Snuffles.
Regards,
Harry
Sure, the letter was short, but he didn't know what else to write, he placed the quill on the floor, while walking up from his bed, sneaking out from the dorm, beginning to walk to the owlery.
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Harry was walking around in Dumbledore's office, he was desperately trying to find Dumbledore's dorm, it wasn't easy, though.
It wasn't like it was a large sign blinking: 'Dumbledore's dorm, this way!', but how he wished it was
He placed his hand onto the wall while leaning onto it, he didn't realize until it was to late that it was spinning to left, and as he wasn't to fast about realizing that, he fell onto the floor.
Harry got so shocked, he cried out a yell of surprise, "Whooaaaa…"
Dumbledore's Phoenix, Fawkes, screeched out in surprise as well, what was wrong with his master anyway? He had such a tight bond with his master, and even though he still had a bond, it wasn't the same…
"Well, at least found Dumbledore's dorm," Harry muttered while looking into the room. He quickly found a couple of cabinets, while looking to both of them; he found the night robes rather quickly.
While talking out a robe that looked comfortable, he realized that he was going to do the weirdest thing he'd done in his entire life: He was going to change clothes, in his Headmaster's body!
He took of the robes he was wearing, and pulled up the night ones, and changed slowly, "That… was the oddest thing I've ever done!" Harry climbed into Dumbledore's large bed, sighing deeply; he hoped that he'd fall asleep soon.
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Dumbledore walked into the dorms again, he'd been lucky; it had been so close that Mrs. Norris and Mr. Filch had seen him.
Luckily for him, Peeves had flown by, making some noises, saving Dumbledore.
Dumbledore yawned deeply; he was very, very tired. He walked up to Harry's trunk and started to dig around in it. Finally, he found Harry's, a-lot-to-big, pajama.
After changing, he climbed back into bed, and slowly, drifted back into sleep.
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TBC
Yep, R/R, pretty please.