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Draco stood staring at the place his father had once stood. Or at least he thought it was his father. He was Draco Malfoy wasn't he? Slytherin sex god and heir to the Dark Lord? Draco shook his head. No it had all been a hallucination. He must have had some bad ale earlier. Draco quickly walked to from the back of the store. He'd head on over to the café where he was to meet his parents. Then everything would be fine. He'd have to be more careful about where he'd get his ale from now on though.

Draco walked up to the store door and was about to exit when he caught a glance of himself in a mirror. He stopped and stared. His beautiful flowing blonde locks were gone! In their place was a shaggy curly brown mop. Draco let out a low moan and passed out.

"Draco? Draco can you hear me?" a voice called out. Draco stirred and slowly opened his eyes and looked up in to the troubled faces of Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.

"Draco thank God!" Harry said relief washing over his face. "You had us really worried man. What happened?" Though Draco was still a bit disoriented he turned his mouth up into a sneer...though it didn't feel the same as it used to. He pushed Harry and Ron out of his way as he stood up.

"Why worry about me Potter? You should be worrying about yourself and you're stupid friends." Harry looked at Draco bewilderedly.

"Ron I do believe Draco hit his head very hard. He's sounding an awful lot like Malfoy right now."

"That's because I am you stupid..." Draco stopped talking and let out an ear-piercing girl scream.

"Bloody hell mate," Ron said covering his ears. "What's gotten in to you?"

"M-my hair...my bloody fucking hair!" Draco screamed.

"Yes you do have hair Draco," Harry said looking around the store fearfully. Giggs and Riggs were glaring at the three of them. "Umm...maybe we should leave." Harry and Ron then ushered an incoherent Draco out of the store and onto the street.

"What the hell have you toad-faced imbeciles done to me?" Draco screamed.

"Draco what on earth are you babbling about?" Harry asked. "Did you get put under a curse in there or something?" Draco looked up in realization.

"Granger!" he said snapping his fingers.

"Yes, your name is Dra-co Gran-ger, say it with me now..." Ron said.

"No no no, Hermione Granger, that filthy mudblood...."

"Now he's talking nonsense. We'd better get him to St. Mungo's Harry."

"Draco listen to me," Harry said. "You are the Granger, and you are muggle born. Hermione is a Malfoy, and she's a pureblood wizard. Not a mudblood. Did Malfoy do something to you while you were in there? I saw her come out of there with her father. Ron maybe she put a curse on him."

"What? No!" Draco said. "He's my father...I'm not the mudblood she is...I'm the Malfoy..." Draco started rocking back and forth.

"Harry he's cracked. We'd better get him somewhere before he starts proclaiming his undying love to You Know Who."

"No! I won't go anywhere with you! I don't know how you three did it, but I'm not going to let you get away with it," Draco screamed. Then he turned and started running like a lunatic down the streets of Diagon Alley. Then he stopped in front of a nearby café eyes wide and mouth agape. "No, it can't be," he muttered. "It can't be..." Draco felt an hand grab his arm.

"Got him Ron!" Harry called panting heavily. Ron caught up to the two and then they noticed what Draco was staring at. On the other side of the large picture window in the café sat the three Malfoy's. Lucius was busy droning on about something and Narcissa was listening intently to him. Hermione sat looking between the two in bewilderment. Then she looked through the glass of the café and her eyes opened wide in excitement. She jumped up from the table and ran out the café, Lucius yelling after her.

"Harry, Ron!"she called running up to them. "Oh I'm so glad to see you you don't even...." she stopped when she saw Draco. "Malfoy?" she asked in amazement.

"Granger, what...what is going on? You look different..."

"So do you...and..." she then noticed Harry and Ron glaring at her.

"What did you do to him Malfoy?" Ron asked.

"Ron I-" she started but he cut her off.

"Whatever curse you put on Draco you'd better take it off before we hex you into oblivion you daughter of a..."

"Hermione you get yourself back in here this instant!" a red-faced Lucius screamed from the door of the café. "What has gotten into you girl? You've been acting strange since we left that shop. And what have I told you about consorting with their type? I don't want it getting around that my daughter was seen with the Potter boy, a Weasley, and a mudblood. Come back in here now!" Hermione looked back and forth between the three boys and her father and reluctantly followed him back into the shop.

"What was that all about?" Ron asked.

"And why was Malfoy calling you Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"I...I...it can't be..."

"Drakey honey, there you are!" a woman said as she and a man walked up to the two.

"I beg your pardon madam...I don't..."

"Don't madam me young man. You were supposed to meet your father and I half an hour ago. Where have you been? Don't you want to pick up your new books so that we can head home? You've got to get up early tomorrow you know if you're going to catch your train on time."

"M-my mother? Home? I uh...I uh..."

"Mrs. Granger I think he's cracked," Ron said patting her sympathetically on the arm. "He's been going on for twenty minutes about being a Malfoy and mumbling things about mudbloods. We think someone put a hex on him."

"Nonsense," Mr. Granger said. "He's simply been overworked. I told you not to read those three books last night young man. Boys I think it's time that Draco went home. He insisted on reading all the material for herbology, transfiguration, and the new Hogwarts a History book last night. Dear we'd better not let him have these books tonight or I'm afraid he'll try to read them too."

"You're probably right. Come on Draco let's get you home." The two older Grangers pushed pulled their son away from Ron and Harry.

"Uh...see you tomorrow mate!" Ron called after them.

"Yeah...bye Draco, Mr. and Mrs. Granger," Harry called. Then he shook his head. "That was quite strange..."

The next day Draco woke up and like a zombie went through a morning routine that he had no idea he even knew. He woke up and brushed his teeth then tried to tame the mass of hair on his head. Then he walked down to the kitchen and prepared himself some breakfast knowing surprisingly well where everything was. After breakfast he toted his trunk out to the family car where his "parents" sat waiting. Then they drove him to the train station. His mother constantly kept looking at him with concern.

"Are you all right honey?" she asked for the ninetieth time.

"Yes," he stated simply. When they got to the train station they headed over to platform nine and three quarters and Draco turned to say goodbye to the two muggles who kept following him.

"Have a good time at school son," Mr. Granger said.

"Send me an owl when you get there," Mrs. Granger said. "I want to know all about being head boy. Oh my little Drakey is all grown up now!" she squealed pulling him into a hug. Draco unconsciously hugged her back and then nodded to Mr. Granger as he picked up his trunk and turned to get on the waiting train.

"Bye," he muttered before he stepped on, then he walked through the narrow hallway to the compartment reserved for head boy and head girl. 'Well,' he thought. 'At least something didn't change. I'm still head boy.' Draco opened the door to his compartment and deposited his trunk on the racks above his head. Draco sat down and prepared himself for a long nap when he heard the door of his compartment open. He looked up in surprise and there stood Hermione.

"What do you want Granger?" he asked maliciously.

"My life back Malfoy!" she snarled back at him.

"Fine you can have your bloody life, but give me back mine first!" he yelled. Hermione slammed the door to the compartment shut and threw her shrunken trunk up on the rack next to Draco's.

"You know this is all your fault!" she said glaring at him.

"How is this my fault?"

"If you would have just left me alone in that store the pixie never would have put that spell on us and I'd still be Hermione Granger!"

"Well, if you hadn't been born I never would have felt the need to insult you and I wouldn't be some dirty mudblood!"

"I'd rather be a mudblood than a follower of Voldemort!" Hermione spat.

"You have no proof that I ever followed him." Hermione held up her arm which clearly displayed a scar in the shape of the dark mark.

"Here's all the proof I need." she said.

"You have no idea about that Granger. You think I'd willingly follow some crazed lunatic like him? I was forced to get the dark mark, but I never once followed one of his orders."

"Then how did they force you to get the dark mark?"

"They held me down and put it on me," Draco muttered looking at his feet.

"Oh..." the two sat in awkward silence for what seemed an eternity then suddenly they felt the familiar jolt of the train start moving.

"This is going to be a long year," Draco muttered under his breath.

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