I've had quite a few inquiries as to the background of my characters and
their relationships. If you want the full story all you must do is read the
Field Trip my dear readers.
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Minerva McGonagall sipped her morning tea thoughtfully, idly reviewing some of her students most recent essays when she saw Harry Potter burst through her classroom door.
"Minerva! Something has happened!"
Professor McGonagall looked down her nose at the Gryffindor "Mr. Potter, you do not address me in such a manner."
"But Minerva-"
"That's twice Mr. Potter, once more and I will give you a week's worth of detention." The ice of her voice clearly implied the threat.
"You don't understand Minerva-" The dumbfounded child floundered.
"That's it! Detention Potter, all this week!"
Within Harry's body Snape was fuming. How could he get her to realize that he wasn't Harry Potter? He took a deep breath to steady himself and then a thought hit him. Maybe she was the one responsible for this. His eyes turned cold as he curtly turned.
That had to be it. Minerva had done this to him. She was afraid he would pull something on her precious students and so decided to eliminate him from the picture as easily as that. Well she was sourly mistaken.
He walked briskly back out into the halls, leaving a stunned Minerva to return to her grades and tea.
He shot off down the corridor towards his own classroom but as he rounded a corner he slammed into another person.
Snape looked up and was absolutely horrified to see himself looking back down "Mr. Potter?" Snape asked with use of Harry's vocal box.
"Professor Snape?" Harry questioned in Snape's baritone.
No sooner had the words escaped their mouths than both men doubled over simultaneously from acute stomach pain.
Their flesh bubbled and their bodies shifted and low and behold they occupied their correct bodies again, however they were wearing each other's clothing. "Mr. Potter, I believe an explanation is in order" Snape demanded.
An incredibly confused Hufflepuff first year was gaping at them. "What are you looking at?" Severus snapped. The child scampered off.
"Professor I swear I had nothing to do with this." Harry was gestulating wildly with hands covered by the professor's long sleeved robes.
Snape rolled his eyes and remedied the situation by extracting his wand impatiently and returning their proper garments to their bodies.
"Mark my words Potter, I will get to the bottom of this and when I do, I'm going to take all of Gryffindor's house points." Snape vowed darkly before stalking away.
Harry sighed heavily and blinked rapidly several times to clear his mind. He may as well tell Draco, this was obviously Hermione's doing and Draco would ensure justice be done.
He walked into the Great Hall and located the metallic blonde easily, taking a seat across from him. "Draco?"
Draco turned to Harry "Yes?"
"Do you know where I woke up this morning?" Harry asked anxiously.
"In your bed?" Draco ventured a guess as he buttered some toast.
"No! You know where I woke up?" Harry demanded growing more impatient by the minute.
Draco took a bite of his toast.
"In Snape's bed!"
Draco raised an eyebrow "I really didn't need to know that Potter."
"No, I was Snape!" Harry explained in exasperation "It was another prank!"
Draco digested this information "I guess I'll have to speak with Ms. Granger then." He concluded as he sat the remainder of his toast down and stood up just as Hermione walked in.
He followed her to her seat silently and snaked his arms around her waist "May I speak with you for a moment madam?" He whispered against her ear.
"Don't do that!" Hermione exclaimed as she relaxed slightly at recognizing her attacker. He released her and stepped back. "Well, speak." She demanded.
"Not in here, follow me." He took slow easy strides to the door and she followed him on account of her typically treacherous curiosity.
She rounded the corner of the doorframe in the direction she'd seen him go and found him propped against the stone wall of the castle.
"What?" She declared facing him.
"Mr. Potter is under the impression you did something to him last night." Draco answered leaving his post to stand at his full height.
"Is he? Well Harry is incredibly mistaken." Hermione returned crisply.
Draco raised an eyebrow and walked around her so that he was facing the wall, forcing her to turn in order to keep eye contact with him.
"Are you sure?" Draco asked folding his arms across his chest.
Hermione tilted her chin defiantly "Positive."
He moved forward and she moved back until her back hit the stone of the wall. He put his arms on either side of her, his palms supporting his weight against the wall easily, effectively trapping her.
"I would hate to think that you'd lie to me Hermione." He murmured.
She glared at him "I'm the honest one remember?"
He chuckled softly "You do have a penchant for being honest, ah and speaking of honesty." He abstracted a small vile filled with silver liquid.
Hermione recognized it at once "Do you always carry Veriserum around in your pockets?"
"What kind of Slytherin would I be if I didn't?" He rejoined. "So you're saying that were I to tip this vile down your throat, you would know nothing of what happened to Potter last night?"
"Nothing" She confirmed "Besides I wouldn't let you tip that vile down my throat."
He smiled and pressed his body closer to hers "I don't see how you'd stop me."
Her eyes flashed fire and then suddenly she whipped her hand out and sent the vile flying to the marble floor, shattering into an indiscernible amount of pieces, the liquid oozing across the floor slowly.
Draco laughed "I love your spirit. But you've made one small mistake."
"What's that?" She challenged.
"Now both my hands are free and you have no way of getting around me." He reminded her of his arms blocking her into the wall.
She bit her bottom lip thoughtfully. She threw the whole of her weight against him. He didn't move an inch.
"Keep trying." He suggested, grinning.
"Will you let me go?" She tried.
He shook his head.
"Draco, this is impractical, you'll have to let me go eventually, so why bother with this nonsense?" She demanded.
"Because I like seeing you cornered. And then realizing it" He confessed honestly "It amuses me." With that he stepped back and set her free.
"I hate you." She turned and walked back into the Great Hall.
His laughter was her only answer.
Draco walked back through the heavy doors of the hall and noticed Ginny's face brighten as he returned.
She approached him immediately "Well, what now? Do we attack? Huh, huh do we?"
Draco grinned "Shh. Relax little weasel, patience. It is a virtue after all."
"What would you know about virtue?" The redhead countered, smiling.
"Good point" He complied "Just leave it to me, extracting revenge is one of my better points."
Classes that day dragged out within Hermione's world. Something had happened to Harry and she hadn't known of it, much less approved of it. And that meant that someone else had pulled it. The only question was who?
Draco could have done it, but it was highly unlikely. Ron wouldn't have had the ability to do anything to Harry and she didn't do it.
She sighed as she rose from her desk and exited her last class of the day "This whole mess is like a snow ball, once it gets started all it does is grow."
Hermione shrugged her slim shoulders "I guess I'll have to wait and see, and hope I'm not the one who sees too much."
"Talking to yourself isn't healthy" A soft voice informed her from behind.
She whirled around to see Draco leaning against the stone wall lazily, inspecting his nails.
She threw her hands heavenward "Where did you come from?"
One corner of his mouth curled "I stalk you on a regular basis."
Hermione rolled her eyes "What do you want? Tell me so I can give it to you and then you can leave me in peace."
He raised his eyebrows, deciding his nails were sufficient "I just wanted to let you know my alliance is still obtainable."
"No Draco. You started this and someone has to stop you."
He shrugged casually "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."
She turned on her heel and marched to her dorm room. She was not going to let him get to her. Let him throw whatever he had at her. She would be ready.
Pansy paced her common room thoughtfully. She was slightly paranoid, considering she was sharing a house with her most formidable opponent in this entire war.
She plopped onto the couch. "I'm letting this get to me" She yawned "And it's becoming tiring." She then dozed off.
Pansy had the odd sensation that she was floating. She opened her eyes and to her absolute horror realized she was under water.
She searched about her frantically in a feeble attempt to locate the surface, before she recognized that she was breathing perfectly.
But she was under water!
Then she noticed it. Her legs had been replaced by a long, shimmering, sapphire tail. As a mermaid would possess.
Her eyes widened as she swished it back and forth. "This has got to be a dream." She muttered to her self in a frail attempt to calm herself.
Suddenly Pansy saw a creature swimming towards her. It was a mermaid, adorned in a green seashell top and a matching emerald tail.
She approached Pansy smiling, her blonde waves floating gracefully. "Hello, my name is Arainia. What's yours?"
Pansy blinked "Pansy. Pansy Parkinson. But, I'm not a mermaid, I'm a girl."
Arainia laughed, a gold shimmer of notes "Of course you're a mermaid, it's a little difficult to deny." Arainia grasped Pansy's tail and tugged gently.
Pansy fumbled for an explanation but suddenly Arainia stiffened, staring straight behind Pansy. Pansy turned slowly in the water.
Coming toward them was the lean figure of a great white shark, gliding through the water easily.
Pansy swallowed as Arainia leaned over toward Pansy slowly "Swim Pansy, now."
With that the two sea maidens shot off in the opposite direction of the fiend on their trail. Pansy looked over her shoulder, the shark was gaining on them.
Suddenly Pansy felt an atrocious agony in her tail. She froze as her tail split directly down the center.
Arainia turned and her eyes widened as she spotted the shark almost upon Pansy. "Pansy look out!" She cried.
A blue shimmer formed around Pansy and she had legs again. She kicked up as the shark took a giant bite of the water Pansy had just occupied.
She broke the surface and continued swimming in a random direction until she could swim no more.
Pansy stopped and for the first time looked around her. She was in the lake partially surrounding Hogwarts. She noted land just a few yards away and swam until she reached shore.
She flopped down onto the sand and realized the sun was setting as she looked at the sky, the waves lapping at her skin. Suddenly she heard a soft dripping and sat up. Arainia was lying in the shallows satring at her.
"Pansy?" She questioned.
Pansy nodded "Yes, I told you I wasn't a mermaid."
Arainia shrugged "I suppose. Oh well. Good luck to you Pansy Parkinson."
With that she was gone. Pansy assessed her situation. She was lying on a beach in nothing but a seashell fashioned bikini top, quite a ways from the school with no wand in the middle of the night.
"I'm going to kill who ever's responsible for this." She vowed before rising and trudging back to the school.
************************************************************************ How's that my glorious readers? Not enough right? Thought so.
Minerva McGonagall sipped her morning tea thoughtfully, idly reviewing some of her students most recent essays when she saw Harry Potter burst through her classroom door.
"Minerva! Something has happened!"
Professor McGonagall looked down her nose at the Gryffindor "Mr. Potter, you do not address me in such a manner."
"But Minerva-"
"That's twice Mr. Potter, once more and I will give you a week's worth of detention." The ice of her voice clearly implied the threat.
"You don't understand Minerva-" The dumbfounded child floundered.
"That's it! Detention Potter, all this week!"
Within Harry's body Snape was fuming. How could he get her to realize that he wasn't Harry Potter? He took a deep breath to steady himself and then a thought hit him. Maybe she was the one responsible for this. His eyes turned cold as he curtly turned.
That had to be it. Minerva had done this to him. She was afraid he would pull something on her precious students and so decided to eliminate him from the picture as easily as that. Well she was sourly mistaken.
He walked briskly back out into the halls, leaving a stunned Minerva to return to her grades and tea.
He shot off down the corridor towards his own classroom but as he rounded a corner he slammed into another person.
Snape looked up and was absolutely horrified to see himself looking back down "Mr. Potter?" Snape asked with use of Harry's vocal box.
"Professor Snape?" Harry questioned in Snape's baritone.
No sooner had the words escaped their mouths than both men doubled over simultaneously from acute stomach pain.
Their flesh bubbled and their bodies shifted and low and behold they occupied their correct bodies again, however they were wearing each other's clothing. "Mr. Potter, I believe an explanation is in order" Snape demanded.
An incredibly confused Hufflepuff first year was gaping at them. "What are you looking at?" Severus snapped. The child scampered off.
"Professor I swear I had nothing to do with this." Harry was gestulating wildly with hands covered by the professor's long sleeved robes.
Snape rolled his eyes and remedied the situation by extracting his wand impatiently and returning their proper garments to their bodies.
"Mark my words Potter, I will get to the bottom of this and when I do, I'm going to take all of Gryffindor's house points." Snape vowed darkly before stalking away.
Harry sighed heavily and blinked rapidly several times to clear his mind. He may as well tell Draco, this was obviously Hermione's doing and Draco would ensure justice be done.
He walked into the Great Hall and located the metallic blonde easily, taking a seat across from him. "Draco?"
Draco turned to Harry "Yes?"
"Do you know where I woke up this morning?" Harry asked anxiously.
"In your bed?" Draco ventured a guess as he buttered some toast.
"No! You know where I woke up?" Harry demanded growing more impatient by the minute.
Draco took a bite of his toast.
"In Snape's bed!"
Draco raised an eyebrow "I really didn't need to know that Potter."
"No, I was Snape!" Harry explained in exasperation "It was another prank!"
Draco digested this information "I guess I'll have to speak with Ms. Granger then." He concluded as he sat the remainder of his toast down and stood up just as Hermione walked in.
He followed her to her seat silently and snaked his arms around her waist "May I speak with you for a moment madam?" He whispered against her ear.
"Don't do that!" Hermione exclaimed as she relaxed slightly at recognizing her attacker. He released her and stepped back. "Well, speak." She demanded.
"Not in here, follow me." He took slow easy strides to the door and she followed him on account of her typically treacherous curiosity.
She rounded the corner of the doorframe in the direction she'd seen him go and found him propped against the stone wall of the castle.
"What?" She declared facing him.
"Mr. Potter is under the impression you did something to him last night." Draco answered leaving his post to stand at his full height.
"Is he? Well Harry is incredibly mistaken." Hermione returned crisply.
Draco raised an eyebrow and walked around her so that he was facing the wall, forcing her to turn in order to keep eye contact with him.
"Are you sure?" Draco asked folding his arms across his chest.
Hermione tilted her chin defiantly "Positive."
He moved forward and she moved back until her back hit the stone of the wall. He put his arms on either side of her, his palms supporting his weight against the wall easily, effectively trapping her.
"I would hate to think that you'd lie to me Hermione." He murmured.
She glared at him "I'm the honest one remember?"
He chuckled softly "You do have a penchant for being honest, ah and speaking of honesty." He abstracted a small vile filled with silver liquid.
Hermione recognized it at once "Do you always carry Veriserum around in your pockets?"
"What kind of Slytherin would I be if I didn't?" He rejoined. "So you're saying that were I to tip this vile down your throat, you would know nothing of what happened to Potter last night?"
"Nothing" She confirmed "Besides I wouldn't let you tip that vile down my throat."
He smiled and pressed his body closer to hers "I don't see how you'd stop me."
Her eyes flashed fire and then suddenly she whipped her hand out and sent the vile flying to the marble floor, shattering into an indiscernible amount of pieces, the liquid oozing across the floor slowly.
Draco laughed "I love your spirit. But you've made one small mistake."
"What's that?" She challenged.
"Now both my hands are free and you have no way of getting around me." He reminded her of his arms blocking her into the wall.
She bit her bottom lip thoughtfully. She threw the whole of her weight against him. He didn't move an inch.
"Keep trying." He suggested, grinning.
"Will you let me go?" She tried.
He shook his head.
"Draco, this is impractical, you'll have to let me go eventually, so why bother with this nonsense?" She demanded.
"Because I like seeing you cornered. And then realizing it" He confessed honestly "It amuses me." With that he stepped back and set her free.
"I hate you." She turned and walked back into the Great Hall.
His laughter was her only answer.
Draco walked back through the heavy doors of the hall and noticed Ginny's face brighten as he returned.
She approached him immediately "Well, what now? Do we attack? Huh, huh do we?"
Draco grinned "Shh. Relax little weasel, patience. It is a virtue after all."
"What would you know about virtue?" The redhead countered, smiling.
"Good point" He complied "Just leave it to me, extracting revenge is one of my better points."
Classes that day dragged out within Hermione's world. Something had happened to Harry and she hadn't known of it, much less approved of it. And that meant that someone else had pulled it. The only question was who?
Draco could have done it, but it was highly unlikely. Ron wouldn't have had the ability to do anything to Harry and she didn't do it.
She sighed as she rose from her desk and exited her last class of the day "This whole mess is like a snow ball, once it gets started all it does is grow."
Hermione shrugged her slim shoulders "I guess I'll have to wait and see, and hope I'm not the one who sees too much."
"Talking to yourself isn't healthy" A soft voice informed her from behind.
She whirled around to see Draco leaning against the stone wall lazily, inspecting his nails.
She threw her hands heavenward "Where did you come from?"
One corner of his mouth curled "I stalk you on a regular basis."
Hermione rolled her eyes "What do you want? Tell me so I can give it to you and then you can leave me in peace."
He raised his eyebrows, deciding his nails were sufficient "I just wanted to let you know my alliance is still obtainable."
"No Draco. You started this and someone has to stop you."
He shrugged casually "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."
She turned on her heel and marched to her dorm room. She was not going to let him get to her. Let him throw whatever he had at her. She would be ready.
Pansy paced her common room thoughtfully. She was slightly paranoid, considering she was sharing a house with her most formidable opponent in this entire war.
She plopped onto the couch. "I'm letting this get to me" She yawned "And it's becoming tiring." She then dozed off.
Pansy had the odd sensation that she was floating. She opened her eyes and to her absolute horror realized she was under water.
She searched about her frantically in a feeble attempt to locate the surface, before she recognized that she was breathing perfectly.
But she was under water!
Then she noticed it. Her legs had been replaced by a long, shimmering, sapphire tail. As a mermaid would possess.
Her eyes widened as she swished it back and forth. "This has got to be a dream." She muttered to her self in a frail attempt to calm herself.
Suddenly Pansy saw a creature swimming towards her. It was a mermaid, adorned in a green seashell top and a matching emerald tail.
She approached Pansy smiling, her blonde waves floating gracefully. "Hello, my name is Arainia. What's yours?"
Pansy blinked "Pansy. Pansy Parkinson. But, I'm not a mermaid, I'm a girl."
Arainia laughed, a gold shimmer of notes "Of course you're a mermaid, it's a little difficult to deny." Arainia grasped Pansy's tail and tugged gently.
Pansy fumbled for an explanation but suddenly Arainia stiffened, staring straight behind Pansy. Pansy turned slowly in the water.
Coming toward them was the lean figure of a great white shark, gliding through the water easily.
Pansy swallowed as Arainia leaned over toward Pansy slowly "Swim Pansy, now."
With that the two sea maidens shot off in the opposite direction of the fiend on their trail. Pansy looked over her shoulder, the shark was gaining on them.
Suddenly Pansy felt an atrocious agony in her tail. She froze as her tail split directly down the center.
Arainia turned and her eyes widened as she spotted the shark almost upon Pansy. "Pansy look out!" She cried.
A blue shimmer formed around Pansy and she had legs again. She kicked up as the shark took a giant bite of the water Pansy had just occupied.
She broke the surface and continued swimming in a random direction until she could swim no more.
Pansy stopped and for the first time looked around her. She was in the lake partially surrounding Hogwarts. She noted land just a few yards away and swam until she reached shore.
She flopped down onto the sand and realized the sun was setting as she looked at the sky, the waves lapping at her skin. Suddenly she heard a soft dripping and sat up. Arainia was lying in the shallows satring at her.
"Pansy?" She questioned.
Pansy nodded "Yes, I told you I wasn't a mermaid."
Arainia shrugged "I suppose. Oh well. Good luck to you Pansy Parkinson."
With that she was gone. Pansy assessed her situation. She was lying on a beach in nothing but a seashell fashioned bikini top, quite a ways from the school with no wand in the middle of the night.
"I'm going to kill who ever's responsible for this." She vowed before rising and trudging back to the school.
************************************************************************ How's that my glorious readers? Not enough right? Thought so.