A/N: If you want me to write you must review! I am so happy to see that some of you are in to this fic already. The first chapters were short cuz I wasn't sure that I was really going work on this. To all who have reviewed Beppo1, Bec, fluffys-sidesick thank you so much. Hope you like this chapter!

Harry ran down the steps stopping in the common room to see the looks on others faces. Most gave Harry a questionable look. They were all looking in the direction of the boys' dormitories. Giving them all a reassuring smile Harry then took off up the stairs.

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"Wake up," came a sleepy but known voice.

Hermione sat up in bed and held a hand to her mouth as she yawned. She felt drained like she hadn't just woke up from a nine-hour sleep at all. She rubbed her eyes to wake herself up and stretched. After opening her eyes she closed them again, very tightly. Thinking that she rubbed them to hard. Moments passed by and she opened them again, only it didn't fix what she saw. She closed them again. As she lifted her eyelids, she panicked; all she could see was blur.

"I can't see!" Hermione squealed in a voice that was truly not hers.

"Here," the known voice spoke again. She held out her hands and glasses were dropped into them. Realizing what they were she put them on hoping that she was only dreaming.

"Thanks," she looked at... RON. She gasped and turned her head from looking at Ron who was changing out of his clothes.

"What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked and continued to undress himself.

'Harry?' Hermione thought with a worried look on her face. She looked down and, "Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her loud scream echoed throughtout the room but it wasn't her voice. She was Harry and was only wearing a pair of boxers. She covered herself quickly with the sheets.

"What is it?" Ron's voice came again. The others in the room stared at her.

"Nothing," she replied in what she thought was a normal Harry voice. She didn't look up and continued to look at the sheets. Trying not to make her eyes move to the boys dressing around her.

Ron looked at her oddly and headed for the restroom in a bathrobe. The other boys finished changing and headed for the door.

"Hi Hermione," Dean said as Harry walked in the door.

"Hi," he said faintly but sweetly. Hermione looked up.

"I need to talk to you!" he said as he walked to her.

"Yeah," Hermione said making sure that she was covered all the way. They waited for the door to close all the way.

"Do you know what's going on?" Harry asked her in her voice.

"Terrific!" Hermione said pounding the bed with her fist, "I was hoping you did."

"Any clues on what we should do?" Harry asked.

"Not at the moment, no," she sighed, "but we should get changed." Hermione said as she finally looked at Harry closely. "What are you wearing under that?"

She looked worried.

"Your PJs. I knew you were me when I heard the scream. So I ran here." Harry answered.

"Uhhhhh." Hermione said holding her to her face that was not smooth as she was hoping it was. Harry looked at her with simpathy with her own eyes.

"Good thing you put on the robe then, don't want everyone to see me underdressed," Hermione said getting out of the bed but still covering herself with the sheet. "What should I wear?"

"I'll get it," Harry said going to his dresser and pulling some drawers open.

"Why are you covering up? That is my body you know, I have seen it." Harry said throwing clothes on the bed as he picked them out.

"Well, yes I know but I am using it now, so I will cover up. Its just to weird to not have more clothes on." Harry grabbed some socks out and threw it on the bed.

"Well there you are." Harry said pointing to the clothes.

"Ahem," Hermione said looking at Harry. After rolling his eyes he turned his back to her so she could dress. Harry looked around the room. He felt like it was his first year again because he was shorter like he was then. He walked over to the window and saw the morning owls coming in with the mail heading for the Great Hall.

"Ron is in the showers, you know," she said as she changed pulling up the pair of pants.

"Great, you don't think he heard us, do you?" Harry said looking to the bathroom area.

"No, why? You afraid of what he might say if he knew we had switched bodies?" Hermione said as she did her tie and stepped in front of Harry. "How do I look?"

Harry lifted an eyebrow and smiled, "Like me."

Hermione laughed in Harry's voice and looked into the mirror that was on the other side of the room. "That's good."

"Getting back to what I was saying before. That is the reason why I am afraid." Harry sighed, "Because, umm... didn't you and him just start going out?"

Hermione looked up from tying her shoes. "Yeah but what does that got to do with anything?"

"I still have to get dressed and you just dressed..." he began.

"So?"

"You don't think Ron would get mad if he found out that we both saw each other... naked?" Harry said pulling off the robe, "Look you haven't a bra on... and I have never had to put one on. You think that is gonna be easy for me?" Harry looked very unhappy and stressed in Hermione's body.

"But I could show you..." she said akwardly.

"No, you can't," Harry said in a voice that meant he was serious (even if it was a girls, but you know how Hermione's temper gets) "Boys aren't aloud in the girls dormitories, remember?"

"Shoot!" Hermione said putting her hands on her hips out of habit.

"What's the matter with you Harry... oh Hermione what are you doing here?" Ron said as he walked in but quickly ran in the back into the restrooms seeing as he was not dressed but a towel.

"Sorry Ron," Harry said sweetly in Hermione's voice. Holding Hermione's mouth shut as she was going to speak. Hermione eye's got big as she remembered and took Harry's hand down. "We were just on our way out."

"Close call," Hermione said looking sorry.

They walked halfway down the steps and Hermione stopped Harry in his tracks. "Put on cloths that are all the same color." Harry nodded and went down another step. Hermione grabbed his shoulder to stop him again. "Put on a sports bra," she whispered.

"Which ones are those?" Harry said feeling clueless looking back at her.

Hermione's face got pale, "The ones that don't have any hooks on them."

"Ok,"

"And Harry," she said quietly as they made it to the bottom of the stairs.

"You've got nothing to be worried about," Harry said knowing what she was going to ask.

A/N: That is you cue! You know what to do, now if you please, please review!