Author's note: Hi all! OK, here is another delightful little chapter. Sorry it's short. But I like leaving them at a point. Please reveiw after you read it. Thanx! And sorry that the last sotry was all one paragraph. I have to double space to seperate it, so, this one shouldn't be a paraph. If it is...sorry! In A Bit of A Pickle (haha, I like this title. it's stupid!) Hermione pulled open the unlocked window and fell on the desk and rolled over onto the ground, making a small yelp. She heard silence come over downstairs, then talking again. She sighed with releif and jumped up. She opened a drawer and grabbed the worn book, opening to the first page. She read every page and began dancing in her seat. Then she saw one of the paragraphs and almost cried. If you have found yourself in another's body, please notify someone and buy our secand volume: 'Through Another's Eyes: Volume Two' which will make being another's body a little more comfortable. Please see next page for ways of switching. "I have to get that book," Hermione growled. She thoguht about where it would be. She tried to think...to remember.... *backflashing music plays and everything gets swirly and we find ourselves in...by golly! In the library! Why would she have memories of that?* Hermione was looking for a book in the restricted section. She had gotten a note from Professer Flitwick. She pulled out a book and read the title. Through Another's Eyes Volume two of switching bodies Hermione desided to remember to grab it as well to read. Might be interesting. "It was on the secand shelf!" Hermione cried out. But how could she get it? She didn't think ti would work...but it was worth a shot. "Accio Through Another's Eyes Volume Two!" In the library of Hogwarts, one of the books began shaking...very faintly. A little harder it shook, almost off the shelf. Then it fell and moved a bit. Nothing big. Hermione stopped and sat down. It didn't work. She was...going to have to go to the bathroom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry awoke to Hedwig hooting. He had to go to the bahtroom, so he absent mindedly made his way to the bathroom, put down the toilet seat and wnet to the bathroom. but he was half asleep and didn't really see anything (MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER YOU PERVS!) Then he pulled up his pants and flushed the toilet. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! I'm in a girl's body!" He screamed, seeing his hands. Then reality struck him. Awww, sweet, sweet reality. Listen to me readers...AVOID IT! *Cough*. Anyways.... Harry sighed and ran back to Hermione's room. He was happy he was a zombie when it happened....He yelled at Hedwig whenhe saw her and the note at the window. "Hedwig! You didn't deliver my meassage! Great. Now Hermione may not have enough time to ask to come!" Harry sat down as Hedwig hooted a soft apology. "Off with you, girl." Harry said and pet her, and Hedwig flew away reluctently. She knew that was Harry. It was animal instincts. She sadly soared away from the wondorful little house, looking back once to see Harry smiling at her. Harry could wait a little longer... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione stared at the toilet for who knows how long. Then she desided against it. There had to be something in that freaking muggle house!!! She desided to try the attack...I dunno how she got that, Harry would have never thought of the attack. O well, Hermione is smarter afterall...no offense Harry dear. She first looked in harry's closet, then in the hallway upstairs, then in The master bedroom. There it was...right by the bed. Why I don't know, but whatever. Hermione climed onto the bed and pulled the cover thingy down and jumped a few times. The she bent her feet and jumped, halfway in the hole. She stared around, but everything was black. She felt around for a light, dust covering her hands until she flipped something and there was a few moments of flickering before the lights came on...a little dull. Hermione groaned and scrambled up onto the carpet of dust. Boxes. Everywhere. And a standing mirror in one corner. Hermione's jaw dropped at hte incredable amount of boxes, most were labeled Dudley...duh! OK, anyway, so she looked at the many labeled boxes, each step she took making dust swirl in a small tornado around her feet, painting Harry's shoes grey. She looked in the mirror, still finding it odd to see Harry's refelction. Harry's reflection is kinda cute, Hermione thought and shook that out of her mind. Well, he is a sweet person.... Hermione walked through the little passageway, then found it. She didn't know what she was looking for, but she had found it. Although really that doesn't make snese. And how did she just think up the attack, ya know? Maybe she forgot that the evil demon people don't like magic. Well, that shows how smart I am, because she found.... Hermione knelt by a moth eaten box, covered in dust and wasting away. The words on it were too faded to read, although if one knew what it said, they might have been able to make out the letters. She opened one flap and the tired thing collapsed, setting a dust and a dead spider on her. Oh, and a few other delightful items. Hermione screetched and stood up, patting destorying the years of work it took to make that much friging dust. Anyways, she knelt back down to look over the contents. She blew some dust away and picked up a book. Yes, a book. It had a worn leather cover and a clasp that looked broken. Hermione opened up the page and saw, in neat handwriting (much to hermione's delight), the words: Lilly Evens Hermione heart stopped. Well, not literly. I mean, she would have keeled over and the story would be done. harry would foever be Hermione and the so-called 'boy-who'lived' would be the 'boy-changed-into-his-best-friend-cause-they-switched-bodies-who-lived.' And that isn't near as catchy. SO, Hermione stopped breathing for a few moments before continuing. She flipped to the first page. Dear Diary, My name is Lilly Evens. I am 12 years old. I go to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry because I am a witch. My sister, Petunia, is not. She thinks I'm a freak, but I don't believe her. Mum doesn't think that of me at all. Hermione found herself crying in no time. She seemed so innocent and happy...not knowing her horrible fate, or that of her son's. She set the diary aside and looked at the next item. It was another book. WOW! But this one had a title on the front. Through Another's Eyes: Volume two. Rather convienent, no? Well, this will hafe a delightful little explaination at the last paragraph of this story. Yes, wait until then. SO, Hermione jumped up, squealing with joy. Although usually squeals annoyed her (Like when Lavender and Parvarati did it) she was too happy to care as she grabbed the diary, the book, and jumped down, a storm of angry dust reaking vengiance on the clean room as it danced in the light, something it had never really seen. She then threw the cover thingy up and covered it and grabbed the two items of importance and ran to Harry's room. She winced when she heard the distinct voice of the ostritch herself. "POTTER!" She screetched. It was like listening to nails on a chalk board as shew ranted on and on. Hermione quickly climbed down the ladder. She grabbed a rake and ran to the back. "Y-yes?" She asked. "Where in God's name were YOU???" She yelled. "I was in the front raking leaves," She said, pointing unnecacerily to the rake. "DON'T LIE TO ME BOY!"Petunia growled. "I DIDN'T SEE YOU OUT FRONT EITHER!!" She looked dangerous. Hermione kept her cool. "I might have gone into the garage to get something," She said and looked triumphet. Petunia smiled evily. "Well then, what was a ladder doing up to YOUR ROOM!" She said calmy, spitting the last part out. "I-I-I" Hermione began to sweat. Ew/ Oh, sorry. I'm ruining the moment. SO, she pushed Harry's bangs out pf her face and then thought up an answer because she is the human computer. "I was washing the windows. I did my room first and then I'm going to do yours." She grinned at petuia's face. KODAC MOMENT!! "Humph," Petunia began walking back to the house. "Next time hurrey when I call you!" Hermione sighed in releif and climbed the ladder with difficulty. She possibly had two minutes before she would burst. She danced in her chair as she flipped to a page somwherwe near the begining. The first thing you will have to learn how to do is how you will go to the bathroom. Well, in this case, you can say a simple spell made for this purpose. Tap your lower stomache with your hand and chant 'emtias releifium.' (I know, I know. STUPID SPELL!!!) until you feel complete relief. This is rather dangerous, for if you chant it one to many times, it will kill you. for it will take out your bladder...a rather painful death. Hermione gulped and tapped her stomache and chanted the words. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OK, I had to make it wandless magic so she wouldn't get caught. Please review! Thanx! And I'm sorry for not thanking new reveiwers, I just am really busey and wanted get this up and ai didn't want to try and remember who was a new reveiwer. But the reveiwes still mean just as much!