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James and Harry Switcharama
It was a dark night. Harry awoke in his bed in the Griffindor Dorm room, from an unpleasant dream about the last time he saw Sirius alive. The last look of fright on Sirius's face placed a terrible pang in his heart. Harry thrust his face in his hands, trying not to let the tears that were stinging his eyes fall on his face. He still could not believe that only 5 months earlier Sirius had lost his life. Harry tried to force himself not to think of that night, but it was hard for him to do. He leaned back and grasped his pillow over his face and let the tears fall, no one would know.
The next morning the sun shot brightly through the window next to Harry's bed. Harry awoke from his sleep. The snores coming from the next bed over told Harry that Ron was still fast asleep. Harry rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms, glad that it was a lovely Saturday morning. Harry reached his hand toward his glasses, which were lying on the table next to his bed. Than he pulled himself out of his bed and strode over to wake up Ron, they were to go out to the Quidditch Pitch and practice for their next match against Hufflepuff. After he woke Ron they headed off toward the Great Hall where they met up with Hermione. Who was milling about, flipping through a book called 'Most dangerous spells and Hexes' for research on an essay about counter curses and their effects. Harry yawned and took a piece of toast, while Ron stuffed his face with a few sticky buns, than they headed off to practice their Quidditch skills. Ron was performing much better as a keeper. He was able to block most of the passes from going through the hoops, but Ginny (who became a chaser after Alicia and Angelina graduated from school) managed to get one through one of the hoops. Harry managed to catch the snitch within minutes of it being released.
After Quidditch practice while walking across the lawn towards the castle Harry and Ron met up with Hermione walking towards them, looking slightly nervous. " Err Ron the prefects are meeting in the Great Hall, we're supposed to be discussing the extra security precautions set in the castle after the announcement of Voldemort's return." Ron flinched at the sound of Voldemorts name, causing Hermione to roll her eyes. Ron glanced over at Harry apologetically. "It's ok." Said Harry. "Go on I'll be fine." Ron and Hermione dashed of towards the Great Hall leaving Harry with nothing to do but wander around the castle. As Harry walked along Corridors not really looking for anything in particular, he came across an entrance to a corridor he had never seen before, letting curiosity get the best of him, and after making sure Filch wasn't watching from around a corner. He snuck off down that passage way leading to some unknown place. As Harry followed that passageway he glanced around at the walls bearing golden plates with names on them he had never seen before. At the end of this passageway he came across a door. He had no idea why he felt so nervous while approaching this door. While his heart was beating fast, he placed his hand on the doorknob and was immediately sucked in. There was a bright blinding light. He shut his eyes quickly as he felt himself being sucked into something. He had no idea what was happening. Suddenly he felt himself slam hard against something solid. It took him a few minutes to realize that he was laying face down on a floor with his eyes shut tight.
Not knowing whether he was alive or dead, he didn't want to raise his head and open his eyes. Just then he heard a familiar sounding voice from above him. "James?" Harry looked up and found himself staring into the eyes of his godfather Sirius Black, only Sirius looked about sixteen. Harry stared up at Sirius looking a bit perplexed. "Prongs, Moony and I were." Sirius stopped mid sentence and stared into Harry's eyes. "Why did you make your eyes the same color as Evans's? And what's that on your forehead?" Said Sirius gapping at the lightning bolt shaped Scar on his forehead. Harry realizing the Sirius mistook him for James, quickly covered up the scar by trying to flatten his bangs. "Are you ok Prongs, you're staring at me, as if I just came back from the dead." Said Sirius looking a little baffled. Sirius Bent down and helped Harry to his feet. "That nasty curse snivelly placed on you must have rattled you a little too much, don't worry I got him back with a leg locking charm. And a few other charms as well. That ought to teach him, the slimey git." Sirius grinned at Harry. Just than Remus Lupin came running towards them. "Prongs, Padfoot! I was just looking for." Remus broke off, and stared at Harry's eyes. "James why are your eyes green?" Remus had an amused expression on his face. "That's not all moony! Look!" Sirius pulled Harry's bangs back to uncover the scar on his forehead. Remus laughed, while Harry tried desperately to push Sirius's arm away. As soon as Harry could push Sirius away from him, he flattened his bangs over his forehead. "So James, are you going to tell us what's wrong or are we going to have to find out the hard way?" Asked Sirius with an evil grin spreading across his face. Harry took a few steps away from Sirius afraid of what he might do. "Err well um. I think I should go to the hospital wing." Sirius Placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "I think that's a good idea Prongs I'll go with you!" Harry took a few more steps back words. "No no! I'm fine I can go there on my own." Sirius looked hurt. "But James." He called out as Harry ran towards the portrait hole. He needed to see Dumbledor and he needed to see him quickly.
James who had just been dueling with Severus, found that he had some how been mysteriously transported, somewhere else in Hogwarts, in a corridor he, Sirius, Remus and Peter had only walked through once or twice, while under their anamagi forms. James decided to head back up to the Griffindor Common room while muttering under his breath. "When I lay my hands on him the greasy haired git, will regret he had ever been born." He thundered his way out of that corridor and up the staircase towards the Griffindor commons. Once he got to the portrait, he tried to give the password. "Hippogriff." The fat lady in the portrait tutted and said "That is not the password. No password no entrance." James gawked at the portrait. "But, that is the password! It's the password we've been using! Don't tell me you've changed it!" The lady in the portrait ignored his comment. Just as James was about to tear the portrait off the wall. A red haired boy that looked about his age, accompanied by girl with frizzy hair came striding over to him. "Harry! You forgot password? We'll let you in." Said the boy grinning at him. "Porlock" The portrait swung open. "After you Harry." Said the read headed boy. But James didn't move. "My name's not Harry. Who are you?" Ron and Hermione stared at him, and noticed that Harry seemed to be missing his scar and his eyes and nose looked a little different too. "Oh sorry." Said Ron "I don't believe I've seen you in Griffindor before what's your name? What Year are you in?" Asked Ron a little Suspiciously. James grinned at him "I thought every one would know who I am! You haven't seen me? I'm on your own houses Quidditch team!" Ron gapped at the guy who resembled Harry. Hermione who had been staring at him with her mouth open gasped. And jabbed Ron, who was about to argue with this strange boy, in his arm with her elbow. "Owe Herm." but Hermione cut him off. "Why you're James Potter aren't you?" Ron gawked at James for a moment. James's grin grew wider. "Doesn't get out much does he?" He asked Hermione. Than pushing them aside he walked into the common room and started looking around for Sirius and Remus. Ron and Hermione ran over to him as quickly as they could. "Err James. I don't think you'll find who you're looking for here." James looked over at Hermione frowning. "How would you know who I'm looking for? I don't believe I've ever met either of you." Hermione smiled at him. "My name is Hermione Granger and he," She said pointing at Ron. "Is Ron Weasley." James smiled at them. "Pleased to meet you, now I must find Sirius if you know where he is." Ron and Hermione exchanged looks of sadness. "He...He's not here." Said Hermione. "Well where is he?" asked James looking a little worried at the sad looks on their faces. "We can't tell you that." Answered Ron. "I think maybe you should come with us to Dumbldor's office." Said Hermione. James having no idea at what was going on, followed Ron and Hermione out through the portrait.
James and Harry Switcharama
It was a dark night. Harry awoke in his bed in the Griffindor Dorm room, from an unpleasant dream about the last time he saw Sirius alive. The last look of fright on Sirius's face placed a terrible pang in his heart. Harry thrust his face in his hands, trying not to let the tears that were stinging his eyes fall on his face. He still could not believe that only 5 months earlier Sirius had lost his life. Harry tried to force himself not to think of that night, but it was hard for him to do. He leaned back and grasped his pillow over his face and let the tears fall, no one would know.
The next morning the sun shot brightly through the window next to Harry's bed. Harry awoke from his sleep. The snores coming from the next bed over told Harry that Ron was still fast asleep. Harry rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms, glad that it was a lovely Saturday morning. Harry reached his hand toward his glasses, which were lying on the table next to his bed. Than he pulled himself out of his bed and strode over to wake up Ron, they were to go out to the Quidditch Pitch and practice for their next match against Hufflepuff. After he woke Ron they headed off toward the Great Hall where they met up with Hermione. Who was milling about, flipping through a book called 'Most dangerous spells and Hexes' for research on an essay about counter curses and their effects. Harry yawned and took a piece of toast, while Ron stuffed his face with a few sticky buns, than they headed off to practice their Quidditch skills. Ron was performing much better as a keeper. He was able to block most of the passes from going through the hoops, but Ginny (who became a chaser after Alicia and Angelina graduated from school) managed to get one through one of the hoops. Harry managed to catch the snitch within minutes of it being released.
After Quidditch practice while walking across the lawn towards the castle Harry and Ron met up with Hermione walking towards them, looking slightly nervous. " Err Ron the prefects are meeting in the Great Hall, we're supposed to be discussing the extra security precautions set in the castle after the announcement of Voldemort's return." Ron flinched at the sound of Voldemorts name, causing Hermione to roll her eyes. Ron glanced over at Harry apologetically. "It's ok." Said Harry. "Go on I'll be fine." Ron and Hermione dashed of towards the Great Hall leaving Harry with nothing to do but wander around the castle. As Harry walked along Corridors not really looking for anything in particular, he came across an entrance to a corridor he had never seen before, letting curiosity get the best of him, and after making sure Filch wasn't watching from around a corner. He snuck off down that passage way leading to some unknown place. As Harry followed that passageway he glanced around at the walls bearing golden plates with names on them he had never seen before. At the end of this passageway he came across a door. He had no idea why he felt so nervous while approaching this door. While his heart was beating fast, he placed his hand on the doorknob and was immediately sucked in. There was a bright blinding light. He shut his eyes quickly as he felt himself being sucked into something. He had no idea what was happening. Suddenly he felt himself slam hard against something solid. It took him a few minutes to realize that he was laying face down on a floor with his eyes shut tight.
Not knowing whether he was alive or dead, he didn't want to raise his head and open his eyes. Just then he heard a familiar sounding voice from above him. "James?" Harry looked up and found himself staring into the eyes of his godfather Sirius Black, only Sirius looked about sixteen. Harry stared up at Sirius looking a bit perplexed. "Prongs, Moony and I were." Sirius stopped mid sentence and stared into Harry's eyes. "Why did you make your eyes the same color as Evans's? And what's that on your forehead?" Said Sirius gapping at the lightning bolt shaped Scar on his forehead. Harry realizing the Sirius mistook him for James, quickly covered up the scar by trying to flatten his bangs. "Are you ok Prongs, you're staring at me, as if I just came back from the dead." Said Sirius looking a little baffled. Sirius Bent down and helped Harry to his feet. "That nasty curse snivelly placed on you must have rattled you a little too much, don't worry I got him back with a leg locking charm. And a few other charms as well. That ought to teach him, the slimey git." Sirius grinned at Harry. Just than Remus Lupin came running towards them. "Prongs, Padfoot! I was just looking for." Remus broke off, and stared at Harry's eyes. "James why are your eyes green?" Remus had an amused expression on his face. "That's not all moony! Look!" Sirius pulled Harry's bangs back to uncover the scar on his forehead. Remus laughed, while Harry tried desperately to push Sirius's arm away. As soon as Harry could push Sirius away from him, he flattened his bangs over his forehead. "So James, are you going to tell us what's wrong or are we going to have to find out the hard way?" Asked Sirius with an evil grin spreading across his face. Harry took a few steps away from Sirius afraid of what he might do. "Err well um. I think I should go to the hospital wing." Sirius Placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "I think that's a good idea Prongs I'll go with you!" Harry took a few more steps back words. "No no! I'm fine I can go there on my own." Sirius looked hurt. "But James." He called out as Harry ran towards the portrait hole. He needed to see Dumbledor and he needed to see him quickly.
James who had just been dueling with Severus, found that he had some how been mysteriously transported, somewhere else in Hogwarts, in a corridor he, Sirius, Remus and Peter had only walked through once or twice, while under their anamagi forms. James decided to head back up to the Griffindor Common room while muttering under his breath. "When I lay my hands on him the greasy haired git, will regret he had ever been born." He thundered his way out of that corridor and up the staircase towards the Griffindor commons. Once he got to the portrait, he tried to give the password. "Hippogriff." The fat lady in the portrait tutted and said "That is not the password. No password no entrance." James gawked at the portrait. "But, that is the password! It's the password we've been using! Don't tell me you've changed it!" The lady in the portrait ignored his comment. Just as James was about to tear the portrait off the wall. A red haired boy that looked about his age, accompanied by girl with frizzy hair came striding over to him. "Harry! You forgot password? We'll let you in." Said the boy grinning at him. "Porlock" The portrait swung open. "After you Harry." Said the read headed boy. But James didn't move. "My name's not Harry. Who are you?" Ron and Hermione stared at him, and noticed that Harry seemed to be missing his scar and his eyes and nose looked a little different too. "Oh sorry." Said Ron "I don't believe I've seen you in Griffindor before what's your name? What Year are you in?" Asked Ron a little Suspiciously. James grinned at him "I thought every one would know who I am! You haven't seen me? I'm on your own houses Quidditch team!" Ron gapped at the guy who resembled Harry. Hermione who had been staring at him with her mouth open gasped. And jabbed Ron, who was about to argue with this strange boy, in his arm with her elbow. "Owe Herm." but Hermione cut him off. "Why you're James Potter aren't you?" Ron gawked at James for a moment. James's grin grew wider. "Doesn't get out much does he?" He asked Hermione. Than pushing them aside he walked into the common room and started looking around for Sirius and Remus. Ron and Hermione ran over to him as quickly as they could. "Err James. I don't think you'll find who you're looking for here." James looked over at Hermione frowning. "How would you know who I'm looking for? I don't believe I've ever met either of you." Hermione smiled at him. "My name is Hermione Granger and he," She said pointing at Ron. "Is Ron Weasley." James smiled at them. "Pleased to meet you, now I must find Sirius if you know where he is." Ron and Hermione exchanged looks of sadness. "He...He's not here." Said Hermione. "Well where is he?" asked James looking a little worried at the sad looks on their faces. "We can't tell you that." Answered Ron. "I think maybe you should come with us to Dumbldor's office." Said Hermione. James having no idea at what was going on, followed Ron and Hermione out through the portrait.