Chapter 5 – My first day as Hermione
A/N – Uh, hi! I just realized something I did in my last chapter . . . in half of it I had it in Hermione's POV and some of it was just regular POV, whatever you call that. So, yea that was a mistake, sorry! From now on I'll tell you what POV the chapter will be in before so you will know and not get confused . . .
( ( Harry's Point Of View ) )
"Er, sorry? Did you just say that your Harry? 'Cause if you did, I think you might want to take a look in the mirror! You are definitely Hermione!" Fred said.
I glared at him. "No! I am Harry!"
I turned around and saw MYSELF walking towards us! 'What's going on here . . .' I thought, looking at Fred and George with a suspicious look.
George turned wearily to Hermione, or er, me, I guess. Hermione in my body?
"And I suppose you want us to think your Hermione now do you?" He asked her exasperatedly.
She, or should I say he, frowned and replied, "Yes, as a matter of fact I would! I want to know what you did to me this instance!"
I almost laughed out loud. It was definitely Hermione that was obviously something she would say.
George replied, "Well . . .Harry, uh I mean, Hermione, what me and Fred tried to do was make it so that you could hear each other's thoughts. Guess it didn't work." He shrugged and him and Fred turned to go back to breakfast.
"Wait," I said in Hermione's light airy voice (I was still getting used to it!), "So that's it? You're not going to switch us back or anything?"
Fred smiled. "Two things. One, we don't know how too. And two, it's so funny watching you guys in the other's body."
"Ohh, you!" Hermione growled, and hurtled herself at Fred. (Quick A/N – It's really hard writing this . . . when I say Hermione, you know that I mean Hermione in Harry's body, right? And when I say Harry, I mean Harry in Hermione's body. Confusing, right?)
Fred and George backed away.
"Hey, now!" George exclaimed. "We were only trying to help you two realize that you are hopelessly, head-over-heals in love with each other!"
I tried to see the good side of this switch they had done on us. "Dude, I can see myself naked!" (Is that a line stolen from Scooby Doo? Idk..sorry if it is! Not mine!)
Hermione glared at me. "Shut up. I can see you naked too!"
Fred and George exchanged amused glances and made a quick escape.
Hermione turned to me. "Now what?" She asked.
"I dunno? You should know some spell to get us out of this!" I said to her.
"I don't know everything Harry, I only know so much!" She replied in a furious whisper.
"HARRY! HERMIONE! MUM SAYS TO GO GET YOUR TRUNKS, IT'S TIME TO LEAVE FOR KING'S CROSS STATION!" We both heard Ron shout from the kitchen.
"Fine," Hermione hissed at me, "I guess we have no other choice but to stay like this until we find a solution. We will be looking in the library every night until we do, I assure you. And if you so much as glance at my body I'll curse you into the next century!"
I grinned. "So, I suppose I'll just change without looking then? Shower without looking? Gee, that's gonna be tough!"
She glared at me, but then her glare turned to a giggle. Ugh. I've never heard myself giggle before, it was quite weird!
"Fine, but if I peak at you once or twice I'll have an excuse!" She said.
"I never said you couldn't." I shrugged.
Just then Ron came running down the stairs looking at us with a grumpy face. "I brought your trunks for you two, since you obviously weren't coming to get them. What were you guys doing anyway?"
"Uh, erm . . .nothing! Just fighting over who gets to puke in the toilet first." I replied nervously.
Ron backed away, looking rather alarmed.
"Don't worry," I assured him quickly, "We're all better now."
He gave us a strange look but nodded.
Caylie popped her head into the room then. "Miya! Come on! Let's go! You're sitting by me in the car!"
"Only I call her that," I muttered angrily, forgetting for a second that it would make no sense for Hermione to say that.
"Uh, what?" She asked. "Are you sick still? I thought I heard you tell Ron you were better?" She pressed her cool hand on my forehead.
"I'm fine! Let's just go." I said.
I shot Hermione a glance over my shoulder. Ron was chucking my duffel bag at her, and she dropped it. I heard Ron say, "What, no muscles mate?"
How were we going to pull this off?
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We were all bouncing around in the car, Hermione, Ron, Caylie, Ginny, Fred, and George as we road to King's Cross-Station. It was quit awkward, Fred and George kept breaking up with laughter.
I was relieved when we passed through the barrier and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
"Come on, let's get a compartment in the back," Ron said.
We followed him towards the back of the train, shooting each other nervous looks all the while.
Ron knocked on the last compartment, and when there came no answer he kicked it open and we all walked in.
We all sat down, Caylie and me on one side, Hermione sitting nervously next to Ron.
"So, Miya, have a good summer?" Ron asked me.
"Oh, er yea! I did, what about you?" I said.
"Yeah, it was ok." I noticed him staring at me in a way I didn't like, did he always do this? Or was it a recent development? Oh, god. What if he has a crush on Miya, too? I mean, he knows I like her, so he wouldn't right? But why is he staring then?
"Let's go get into our robes, Mione. We'll leave you boys here to change too." Caylie said, bopping up and taking my hand.
"Uh, ok." Hermione said awkwardly, shooting me a desperate glance as I walked out with Caylie.
"Here's an empty compartment we can change in," Caylie said.
We both walked in and Caylie started to peel off her clothes, until she was standing in nothing but a pair of bikini underwear and pink matching bra. I blushed and looked away.
I slowly took off Hermione's purple tee shirt and jean shorts. God, this was hard.
Caylie gave me a strange look, "Mione, are you ok? You have a strange look on your face, like you're in pain or something," She giggled. She was still standing there in nothing but her under garments.
"I'm ok." I replied shakily. I couldn't help in anymore. I HAD to glance down to change. It was normal right? So I did it. I looked down.
Wow. Hermione wears a thong! This is one thing I will never forget. Hermione in a matching black thong and bra! I never would have guessed. It took all my courage to slip on my robe. (I just realized something. They probably would be wearing their clothes under their robes, wouldn't they? Oh, well. I just wrote what I thought. Hehe.)
"All done. Let's go," I said to Caylie, I just wanted to get back in the compartment with Hermione and Ron.
"Whoa, not so fast babe," Caylie said, grabbing my arm and giving me a grin, "Let's have a little chat first. What's up with you and Harry? Come on, do you think we all really believed that you both happened to be sick at the same time?"
My breath was caught in my throat. We were not going to have this conversation!
"We-we were! We both were sick! I don't know what you mean, what's going on with us?" I said.
She rolled her eyes at me. "I can't believe you. We've talked about this before. Whatever, let's just go."
I was in a daze as we walked back to the compartment. Caylie's words rang in my ear. 'We've talked about this before.' Hermione talks about me?
When we got back to the compartment, Hermione shot me a horrified look.
Nothing much else happened the train ride, we played a few games of exploding snap and wizards chess, but nothing that could give me and Hermione away.
We got off the train and Ron, Hermione, and I all instinctively looked around for Hagrid. Then I spotted him as he was yelling "FIRST YEARS! OVER HERE! FIRST YEARS!" I smiled. He was hard to miss.
We snagged a carriage and began heading over to the castle.
I did have a little encounter with Malfoy on the way into the Great Hall, and he said something that really intrigued me.
On the way by Malfoy hissed at me, "Mudblood. Watch your back. You don't want the same thing that happened last year to happen this year."
I just stared at him stupidly, till Caylie pulled me along, I could tell she was excited about being here. But I was confused. WHAT had happened to Hermione last year? Oh, well. I'd have to ask her later.
The sorting started. Caylie got sorted into Gryffindor, obviously, and so did 7 others.
Next came the feast, which was pretty normal. Ron stuffed his face, and I found myself yelling at him about it, as I knew Hermione would.
"Don't stuff your face, Ron! That's so disgusting."
This comment caused the real Hermione to grin at me. It made me feel all warm inside to see her smile like that! Even though it was kind of weird . . . I mean, to see myself smile like that? Oh, well. It's the thought that counts.
Finally, we all trudged up to bed. I said good night to Hermione and Ron, and watched her follow Ron to the dorms with an anxious look on her face.
When we came to the dormitory for the girls, I have expected it too turn to a slide and toss me back down. But luckily, it didn't.
God, it was hard that first night. Pavarti and Lavendar just happened to have a pillow fight that night, in nothing but their bra's and underwear. Jeez! Did they always do that, or was it too torture me? I hurried to get changed and slipped into bed.
Well, this year has certainly started off interesting . . .
~*~
A/N – The next chapter will be the same day, only in Hermione's point of view. Please leave a review! K! Luv ya all!
*p.D
A/N – Uh, hi! I just realized something I did in my last chapter . . . in half of it I had it in Hermione's POV and some of it was just regular POV, whatever you call that. So, yea that was a mistake, sorry! From now on I'll tell you what POV the chapter will be in before so you will know and not get confused . . .
( ( Harry's Point Of View ) )
"Er, sorry? Did you just say that your Harry? 'Cause if you did, I think you might want to take a look in the mirror! You are definitely Hermione!" Fred said.
I glared at him. "No! I am Harry!"
I turned around and saw MYSELF walking towards us! 'What's going on here . . .' I thought, looking at Fred and George with a suspicious look.
George turned wearily to Hermione, or er, me, I guess. Hermione in my body?
"And I suppose you want us to think your Hermione now do you?" He asked her exasperatedly.
She, or should I say he, frowned and replied, "Yes, as a matter of fact I would! I want to know what you did to me this instance!"
I almost laughed out loud. It was definitely Hermione that was obviously something she would say.
George replied, "Well . . .Harry, uh I mean, Hermione, what me and Fred tried to do was make it so that you could hear each other's thoughts. Guess it didn't work." He shrugged and him and Fred turned to go back to breakfast.
"Wait," I said in Hermione's light airy voice (I was still getting used to it!), "So that's it? You're not going to switch us back or anything?"
Fred smiled. "Two things. One, we don't know how too. And two, it's so funny watching you guys in the other's body."
"Ohh, you!" Hermione growled, and hurtled herself at Fred. (Quick A/N – It's really hard writing this . . . when I say Hermione, you know that I mean Hermione in Harry's body, right? And when I say Harry, I mean Harry in Hermione's body. Confusing, right?)
Fred and George backed away.
"Hey, now!" George exclaimed. "We were only trying to help you two realize that you are hopelessly, head-over-heals in love with each other!"
I tried to see the good side of this switch they had done on us. "Dude, I can see myself naked!" (Is that a line stolen from Scooby Doo? Idk..sorry if it is! Not mine!)
Hermione glared at me. "Shut up. I can see you naked too!"
Fred and George exchanged amused glances and made a quick escape.
Hermione turned to me. "Now what?" She asked.
"I dunno? You should know some spell to get us out of this!" I said to her.
"I don't know everything Harry, I only know so much!" She replied in a furious whisper.
"HARRY! HERMIONE! MUM SAYS TO GO GET YOUR TRUNKS, IT'S TIME TO LEAVE FOR KING'S CROSS STATION!" We both heard Ron shout from the kitchen.
"Fine," Hermione hissed at me, "I guess we have no other choice but to stay like this until we find a solution. We will be looking in the library every night until we do, I assure you. And if you so much as glance at my body I'll curse you into the next century!"
I grinned. "So, I suppose I'll just change without looking then? Shower without looking? Gee, that's gonna be tough!"
She glared at me, but then her glare turned to a giggle. Ugh. I've never heard myself giggle before, it was quite weird!
"Fine, but if I peak at you once or twice I'll have an excuse!" She said.
"I never said you couldn't." I shrugged.
Just then Ron came running down the stairs looking at us with a grumpy face. "I brought your trunks for you two, since you obviously weren't coming to get them. What were you guys doing anyway?"
"Uh, erm . . .nothing! Just fighting over who gets to puke in the toilet first." I replied nervously.
Ron backed away, looking rather alarmed.
"Don't worry," I assured him quickly, "We're all better now."
He gave us a strange look but nodded.
Caylie popped her head into the room then. "Miya! Come on! Let's go! You're sitting by me in the car!"
"Only I call her that," I muttered angrily, forgetting for a second that it would make no sense for Hermione to say that.
"Uh, what?" She asked. "Are you sick still? I thought I heard you tell Ron you were better?" She pressed her cool hand on my forehead.
"I'm fine! Let's just go." I said.
I shot Hermione a glance over my shoulder. Ron was chucking my duffel bag at her, and she dropped it. I heard Ron say, "What, no muscles mate?"
How were we going to pull this off?
~*~
We were all bouncing around in the car, Hermione, Ron, Caylie, Ginny, Fred, and George as we road to King's Cross-Station. It was quit awkward, Fred and George kept breaking up with laughter.
I was relieved when we passed through the barrier and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
"Come on, let's get a compartment in the back," Ron said.
We followed him towards the back of the train, shooting each other nervous looks all the while.
Ron knocked on the last compartment, and when there came no answer he kicked it open and we all walked in.
We all sat down, Caylie and me on one side, Hermione sitting nervously next to Ron.
"So, Miya, have a good summer?" Ron asked me.
"Oh, er yea! I did, what about you?" I said.
"Yeah, it was ok." I noticed him staring at me in a way I didn't like, did he always do this? Or was it a recent development? Oh, god. What if he has a crush on Miya, too? I mean, he knows I like her, so he wouldn't right? But why is he staring then?
"Let's go get into our robes, Mione. We'll leave you boys here to change too." Caylie said, bopping up and taking my hand.
"Uh, ok." Hermione said awkwardly, shooting me a desperate glance as I walked out with Caylie.
"Here's an empty compartment we can change in," Caylie said.
We both walked in and Caylie started to peel off her clothes, until she was standing in nothing but a pair of bikini underwear and pink matching bra. I blushed and looked away.
I slowly took off Hermione's purple tee shirt and jean shorts. God, this was hard.
Caylie gave me a strange look, "Mione, are you ok? You have a strange look on your face, like you're in pain or something," She giggled. She was still standing there in nothing but her under garments.
"I'm ok." I replied shakily. I couldn't help in anymore. I HAD to glance down to change. It was normal right? So I did it. I looked down.
Wow. Hermione wears a thong! This is one thing I will never forget. Hermione in a matching black thong and bra! I never would have guessed. It took all my courage to slip on my robe. (I just realized something. They probably would be wearing their clothes under their robes, wouldn't they? Oh, well. I just wrote what I thought. Hehe.)
"All done. Let's go," I said to Caylie, I just wanted to get back in the compartment with Hermione and Ron.
"Whoa, not so fast babe," Caylie said, grabbing my arm and giving me a grin, "Let's have a little chat first. What's up with you and Harry? Come on, do you think we all really believed that you both happened to be sick at the same time?"
My breath was caught in my throat. We were not going to have this conversation!
"We-we were! We both were sick! I don't know what you mean, what's going on with us?" I said.
She rolled her eyes at me. "I can't believe you. We've talked about this before. Whatever, let's just go."
I was in a daze as we walked back to the compartment. Caylie's words rang in my ear. 'We've talked about this before.' Hermione talks about me?
When we got back to the compartment, Hermione shot me a horrified look.
Nothing much else happened the train ride, we played a few games of exploding snap and wizards chess, but nothing that could give me and Hermione away.
We got off the train and Ron, Hermione, and I all instinctively looked around for Hagrid. Then I spotted him as he was yelling "FIRST YEARS! OVER HERE! FIRST YEARS!" I smiled. He was hard to miss.
We snagged a carriage and began heading over to the castle.
I did have a little encounter with Malfoy on the way into the Great Hall, and he said something that really intrigued me.
On the way by Malfoy hissed at me, "Mudblood. Watch your back. You don't want the same thing that happened last year to happen this year."
I just stared at him stupidly, till Caylie pulled me along, I could tell she was excited about being here. But I was confused. WHAT had happened to Hermione last year? Oh, well. I'd have to ask her later.
The sorting started. Caylie got sorted into Gryffindor, obviously, and so did 7 others.
Next came the feast, which was pretty normal. Ron stuffed his face, and I found myself yelling at him about it, as I knew Hermione would.
"Don't stuff your face, Ron! That's so disgusting."
This comment caused the real Hermione to grin at me. It made me feel all warm inside to see her smile like that! Even though it was kind of weird . . . I mean, to see myself smile like that? Oh, well. It's the thought that counts.
Finally, we all trudged up to bed. I said good night to Hermione and Ron, and watched her follow Ron to the dorms with an anxious look on her face.
When we came to the dormitory for the girls, I have expected it too turn to a slide and toss me back down. But luckily, it didn't.
God, it was hard that first night. Pavarti and Lavendar just happened to have a pillow fight that night, in nothing but their bra's and underwear. Jeez! Did they always do that, or was it too torture me? I hurried to get changed and slipped into bed.
Well, this year has certainly started off interesting . . .
~*~
A/N – The next chapter will be the same day, only in Hermione's point of view. Please leave a review! K! Luv ya all!
*p.D
