Hermione and Ron are sitting at the common room not-so-patiently waiting for Harry before going to Charms. He had told them to wait for him because he forgot something from his trunk, but Harry had been upstairs for ten minutes! If they don't leave soon, they'll be late!

"Ron," Hermione said, never wanting to be late, "What's taking him so long?"

Ron shrugged, "I don't know. I'll go fetch him, you want?"

"PLEASE!" Hermione pleaded, thankful that Ron got her hint.

Ron stood up and fixed his clothes for a few seconds before starting to walk up the stairs shouting, "HARRRRRRRRRRRRRY!!! WE'RE RUNNING LATE! LET'S – "

He never got to finish what he was saying. Just as he reached the boys' dorm room, the door flew from its frame and hit Ron, making him stumble down the stairs.

"RON!" Hermione shouted, and then looked up the stairs where Ron came from.

"HARRRY!" she shouted again, this time panicking.

She shook Ron to wake him up.

"Ron, Ron," she said, and when Ron gained consciousness, she asked, "What happened? Where's Harry?"

Ron, who is still a bit fazed, looked up at Hermione for a second before realizing that his best friend might be in trouble. "HARRRY!" He shouted and wasted no time as he ran to the room to get Harry. Not minding the time and Charms, Hermione decided that Harry is more important than lessons. She followed Ron – to *%*$ with rules!!!

When they reached the room, they were to say the least, shocked, speechless. They were expecting to see their best friend, maybe even expecting him to roll on the floor screaming about his scar like he did when they were still fourth years. But no, they didn't see that. They didn't even see their best friend! Instead, what they saw was a girl, a girl of about the same age. She was lying naked on the floor covered in what seemed like jelly.

"Who are you?!" Ron demanded, shaking the girl to wake her up.

HANA's POV

I took the blue apple that Harry gave me and took a bite. I expected pain to come, but this much I wasn't ready. It felt like... I can't even describe how it felt like. It seems as if I was stabbed in the back a thousand times and cut open for a hundred. But I didn't care. I was going to have a body, at last, after sixteen years of waiting. Then I saw Harry screaming. He was screaming more than I was. But why? He just looked at me and silently mouthed, "I'll explain to you, later." Then he began screaming again. Flames of red, blue, black, and white surrounded him.

Harry.

If this is what Harry gets for me to get a body, I'd rather not have one.

What seemed like years was finally over after a few seconds. I had my own body.

I have my own body.

I looked around for Harry, but I couldn't see him.

{Harry?}

A weak voice answered in my head, [You have a body. Happy?]

{No. You were in pain. I didn't want that.}

[I wanted to.]

{Thank you.}

[No problem]

{But Harry?} I asked.

[Yes?]

{Where are you?}

[I'm right here.]

{Here, where?}

[Inside you]

I gasped. No! I wanted my own body, but I didn't want Harry to lose his! {HARRRY! Oh Harry, I'm so sorry...} I babbled.

[Don't worry, I'm okay.] Harry said, [It's only for three days. It's one of the potions effects.]

And then, I lost consciousness. Only Ron's voice woke me up....