A/N: I'm so excited about my two new stories! Yes two... this one and another that will be on fictionpress soon called Elle Girls. It's pretty cool, though I'm still typing it up. Well, here's the beginning of The Switch. And please,
Disclaimer: Me no own HP.
After a raging summer with his relatives. Harry Potter was off again to Hogwarts starting his 6th year.
On a horrible afternoon in Potion's everything seemed to be going normal as Harry looked at the board for instructions on making a switching potion. He looked around the room and saw the usual: Hermione whispering instructions to Neville who had forgotten the 3rd and forth step. Malfoy was glaring at him as usual. Ron followed Harry's gaze,
"Don't worry, they're toot hick to come up with any plans right now" he said as his potion began to bubble and started giving off wisps of different colored smoke.
"Yeah," said Harry as he stired his potion.
He looked over again at Malfoy and saw him smirking at Harry.
"Oops, I little too much moonstone, no wait, AGHHH!!!" Ron yelled as his caldron started emitting great balls of the potion all over the dungeon.
"WEASLEY!!!" yelled Snape.
Harry snapped back into reality from daydreaming and turned to look at Ron.
As he turned his head, a large green ball from the caldron erupted on Harry's face.
"Aww... Ron, could you help me get this off." Grumbled Harry.
"Sorry Harry." Said Ron as he left to get a rag.
Just then, the caldron emitted another large ball of potion witch hit Malfoy strait on his silver blonde hair.
"Whats that weasel up to now?" he asked Crabbe.
All of a sudden, Harry felt dizzy, and a notion that reminded him strangely of traveling by floo powder.
His mind went blank and his eyes went out of focus.
When his eyesite returned, he made a motion to take his glasses off do he could clean them.
"Very funny Ron, now hand my glasses back." Said Harry as he held his hand out blindly.
"Er... Draco, are you okay?" asked a deep, stupid voice.
"What did you call me?" asked Harry, not opening his eyes.
"Draco... heres a towel for you face." Said the voice.
Harry yanked the towel out of the persons hands and wiped his face off the potion.
He looked around again, trying to remember what had happened.
He saw Hermione whispering instrunctions to a frantic Neville, and he saw Ron who's was being scolded by Snape sitting next to... wait.
Harry blinked several times before looking over to the person sitting next to Ron.
It was Harry, or at least Harry's body.
Hang on, Harry thought, if I was sitting next to Ron, then who nexts to me now?
Harry turned to face his partner.
It was Crabbe.
Realizing what had happened, Harry looked down at his robes.
Slytherin.
Harry understood what had happened.
He and Malfoy switched bodys.
A/N: What do you think? A little confusing? Well, it'll clear up later.
So now, REVIEW!!!