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WARNING: Book 4 and 5 spoilers!
The Great Switch
Chapter Two
Harry wasn't really sure what was happening. He was aware that it felt as though the earth were shaking, like an earthquake, but there was something else.. he felt a tingling sensation run through his body.When he dared open his eyes, he saw blinding light. It was so bright it made his eyes water from the power of it. He felt as though he were floating, ripped from his body. Then, as suddenly as it had started, it was all over. Harry felt exhausted. He fell to the ground and noticed that Harry had done the same.. wait.. Harry? But he was Harry.. He sat up quickly and looked at the figure lying on the ground where he had been standing before. No, it couldn't be.. He turned the body over and was looking into his own face, Harry's face. there was his scar, and his green eyes.. "No.." he muttered. "No, it can't be.." He walked to the lake and, very carefully, peered over to see his reflection. Yes, there he was. Draco Malfoy was looking back at him.
What had happened? What was the earthquake all about? And why was his mind, his spirit, his.. self.. in Draco's body? It was all so confusing. All of a sudden he felt a sharp pain in his head and suddenly saw, just for a moment, an image of a tall blonde man standing over someone, someone smaller than he, torturing him with the Cruciatus Curse.. What was that? Harry thought. He didn't understand what he'd seen, he didn't understand anything that had happened..
He turned at the sound of running feet coming towards them. It was Hermione and Ron. He was shocked to see them glaring at him, then he realized.. They thought he was Draco.. "What have you done to him?" Hermione yelled. She was looking at Draco's body lying in the leaves. She seemed too upset to speak again. Either that, or she wasn't sure she could trust herself opening her mouth again; she might just curse him into bits if she did. "I didn't.." Harry started, but Ron had pulled out his wand and was pointing it straight at Harry. "What.. did.. you do.. to Harry," he managed to spit out. "I can explain!" Harry said. "There was this earthquake, and this light, and then I found myself in Malfoy's body.. but guys, it's me, it's Harry, I'm just in Malfoy's body.. only I don't know why! It's all so conf.." he trailed off, noticing that they were both staring at him as though he was insane. Maybe I am, he thought. Finding myself in Malfoy's body is just a tad bit strange, after all..
"I'm going to get Madam Pomfrey," Hermione stated, turning and running back up to the castle. Ron knelt down next to Harry.. or, Draco in Harry's body, that is.. and felt for a pulse. "Still alive," he said, sitting back. "Good thing, too, or I would have had to curse you, Malfoy. although, I'm feeling a great urge to do it anyway.." "I'm telling the TRUTH, you guys, I swear.. it's me, it's Harry! THAT'S Malfoy, lying down there!" He pointed at Draco lying in the leaves. Ron looked disgusted. "This is a new low even for you, Malfoy. When did you come up with this little story? You make me sick." Madam Pomfrey cam bustling towards the, looking extremely harassed. "Yes, yes dear, I'm sure he'll be fine, don't worry!" She bent down and quickly examined Draco. "Yes, dear, he will certainly be all right.. he'll need to stay in the infirmary for a while, of course, but he should be quite well soon. And as for you," she brandished her finger at Harry, "I had better not hear any more of this nonsense. Switching bodies! How ludicrous. I will, of course, be speaking to your father about all of this, Mr. Malfoy."
Madam Pomfrey conjured a stretcher for Harry and floated him away up to the castle. It was a strange sight for Harry, really, seeing his body being carried away completely.. And then a thought occurred to him. What was he going to do? How could he convince someone it was really him? He felt sure he couldn't figure out how to change back on his own, he'd need the help of a professor.. maybe Dumbledore would help him.. but no, Dumbledore was away at the Order.. perhaps he would be back soon. Yes, Harry thought, once he gets back, I'll go straight to Dumbledore.. but as for now, I need to find Crabbe and Goyle and hope they know the password into the Slytherin common room. As if those buffoons would remember it, he thought in disgust. Oh well, maybe that Pansy Parkinson who's always hanging around Malfoy.. er, me.. whatever.. can help me get in. I'll just say I forgot. Yeah, that'll work.. And so, with this thought he mind, Harry headed for the castle.
WARNING: Book 4 and 5 spoilers!
The Great Switch
Chapter Two
Harry wasn't really sure what was happening. He was aware that it felt as though the earth were shaking, like an earthquake, but there was something else.. he felt a tingling sensation run through his body.When he dared open his eyes, he saw blinding light. It was so bright it made his eyes water from the power of it. He felt as though he were floating, ripped from his body. Then, as suddenly as it had started, it was all over. Harry felt exhausted. He fell to the ground and noticed that Harry had done the same.. wait.. Harry? But he was Harry.. He sat up quickly and looked at the figure lying on the ground where he had been standing before. No, it couldn't be.. He turned the body over and was looking into his own face, Harry's face. there was his scar, and his green eyes.. "No.." he muttered. "No, it can't be.." He walked to the lake and, very carefully, peered over to see his reflection. Yes, there he was. Draco Malfoy was looking back at him.
What had happened? What was the earthquake all about? And why was his mind, his spirit, his.. self.. in Draco's body? It was all so confusing. All of a sudden he felt a sharp pain in his head and suddenly saw, just for a moment, an image of a tall blonde man standing over someone, someone smaller than he, torturing him with the Cruciatus Curse.. What was that? Harry thought. He didn't understand what he'd seen, he didn't understand anything that had happened..
He turned at the sound of running feet coming towards them. It was Hermione and Ron. He was shocked to see them glaring at him, then he realized.. They thought he was Draco.. "What have you done to him?" Hermione yelled. She was looking at Draco's body lying in the leaves. She seemed too upset to speak again. Either that, or she wasn't sure she could trust herself opening her mouth again; she might just curse him into bits if she did. "I didn't.." Harry started, but Ron had pulled out his wand and was pointing it straight at Harry. "What.. did.. you do.. to Harry," he managed to spit out. "I can explain!" Harry said. "There was this earthquake, and this light, and then I found myself in Malfoy's body.. but guys, it's me, it's Harry, I'm just in Malfoy's body.. only I don't know why! It's all so conf.." he trailed off, noticing that they were both staring at him as though he was insane. Maybe I am, he thought. Finding myself in Malfoy's body is just a tad bit strange, after all..
"I'm going to get Madam Pomfrey," Hermione stated, turning and running back up to the castle. Ron knelt down next to Harry.. or, Draco in Harry's body, that is.. and felt for a pulse. "Still alive," he said, sitting back. "Good thing, too, or I would have had to curse you, Malfoy. although, I'm feeling a great urge to do it anyway.." "I'm telling the TRUTH, you guys, I swear.. it's me, it's Harry! THAT'S Malfoy, lying down there!" He pointed at Draco lying in the leaves. Ron looked disgusted. "This is a new low even for you, Malfoy. When did you come up with this little story? You make me sick." Madam Pomfrey cam bustling towards the, looking extremely harassed. "Yes, yes dear, I'm sure he'll be fine, don't worry!" She bent down and quickly examined Draco. "Yes, dear, he will certainly be all right.. he'll need to stay in the infirmary for a while, of course, but he should be quite well soon. And as for you," she brandished her finger at Harry, "I had better not hear any more of this nonsense. Switching bodies! How ludicrous. I will, of course, be speaking to your father about all of this, Mr. Malfoy."
Madam Pomfrey conjured a stretcher for Harry and floated him away up to the castle. It was a strange sight for Harry, really, seeing his body being carried away completely.. And then a thought occurred to him. What was he going to do? How could he convince someone it was really him? He felt sure he couldn't figure out how to change back on his own, he'd need the help of a professor.. maybe Dumbledore would help him.. but no, Dumbledore was away at the Order.. perhaps he would be back soon. Yes, Harry thought, once he gets back, I'll go straight to Dumbledore.. but as for now, I need to find Crabbe and Goyle and hope they know the password into the Slytherin common room. As if those buffoons would remember it, he thought in disgust. Oh well, maybe that Pansy Parkinson who's always hanging around Malfoy.. er, me.. whatever.. can help me get in. I'll just say I forgot. Yeah, that'll work.. And so, with this thought he mind, Harry headed for the castle.