(A/N:: Yeah! I got the chapter four up and running. Yeah! I so proud of myself.

On with the show!)

DISCLAIMER:: No longer in Denial. I don't own anything…Although I wish I did.

Ch. 4 A Walk In Your Shoes

"Hermione? Are you ready yet?" Prof. McGonagall asked coming into her room, fidgeting with a glove.

Oliver snapped around to see the old woman whom he once known as his professor. "Prof. McGonagall!"

"Yes, dear it's me. I though we were past calling me professor now that we're colleagues."

"Oh, um…yeah…right. Sorry M-Minerva…"

"No need to be sorry." She now stood at the end of Hermione's bed. Oliver tried to pull the blanket back over his head to continue on thinking that this was just a bad dream and that's all.

Prof. McGonagall moved to the side of Hermione's bed and pulled the blanket off of her head. "Are you feeling sick this morning?" She place her icy palm of his forehead. "Merlin's beard! You're burning hot! Stick out your tongue."

"I'm fine…I'm just…"

"Stick out your tongue." She ordered.

All he could do now was stick out his, well, hers, tongue out. Prof. McGonagall gasped.

"Oh no, you're in no shape to take the students to Hogsmeade at all. I guess I'll just ask Severus to go in your place then."

Oliver or should we say Hermione wanted to say something but Prof. McGonagall cut him of again.

"Stay in bed dear, drink lots of water, I'll send Poppy up to check on you." With that, she left.

He climbed out of bed and walked over to Hermione's vanity table to get a look at himself. "I guess their little polyjuice or whatever worked. But how come I'm here? In Hermione's room?" Then a look of horror crossed his face. "No way! Couldn't be. Could it?"

[[ Hogsmeade Hotel ]]

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and took a deep breath. "Wow, what a weird dream. Hey, why am I on the floor?" She looked around the room and realized that it wasn't a dream. She slowly got up and walked over to the body mirror.

"Oh. My. God. What. The. Heck. Is. Going. On." She looked at the person staring back her, it was no other then Oliver Wood himself. "Hmm…He has a great body though…wait! What am I talking about? He's a frickin' jerk! And I'm stuck in his body!" She quickly erase the thought of his body and began frantically looking around the room for some clothing to cover herself, I mean cover himself up.

She found the jeans he wore last night on the floor and a nice clean button up shirt hanging in the closet. She put on his shoes and grabbed the jacket laying on the chair and was on her way to the Weasley's to get some answers.

"Hope he knows how to apparate." Within a second, there was a pop and she disappeared.

[[ Hermione's Room ]]

Luckily for him and her, Hermione hadn't bother changing last night and was still wearing the same thing. Oliver quietly snuck out of the room, having the same idea as Hermione that is until someone came across his path.

"You don't look sick to me." Snape stated coldly.

"I-I was on my way to go see Madam Pom…I mean Poppy."

"I don't believe you, but however, Minervera insisted that you were ill."

"Yes, well I better get going now, I don't want to get you sick." Oliver said and pretend a loud sneeze followed by a loud, disgusting sniffles.

Severus moved back away from her not wanting to catch whatever she had, looked at her with the utmost disgusted look ever and walked off into the direction of the entrance of the school.

"How can she even deal working here especially with him? Now how am I going to get out of here? I can't apparate around here."

He looked around furiously and trying to think of a way to get out the school that he once attend. While he was walking up and down the same corridor, he came across another person whom he hadn't seen in a very, very, very long time. It was no other then Prof. Dumbledore.

"Prof. Dumbledore!"

The old man peered through his moon shape glasses and gave a huge smile to him and asked. "Lemon Drop?"

"Huh? Oh, uh, yes…thank you." Oliver responded and took some. "Professor? Is there a way that I can get out of here? You know, like go to other places…." The professor looked at him with curiosity but was really good at hiding it.

"Think of a reason, think of a reason, think of a reason…." " Uh, I have to go meet my sick aunt."

Dumbledore smiled at the younger professor and replied. "Why the floo network works quite well from the last time I used it."

"The floo network! Agh! Why didn't I think of that?" "Thanks professor!"

As he turned to leave Dumbledore called after him. "Good Luck…Oliver…"

Oliver turned back around to see the man standing there smiling with the signature twinkling in his eyes. "No matter what, that man still never fails to amaze me." Oliver waved him good-bye and ran back to Hermiones's room, but it wouldn't be that easy for him.

"Password." The Maiden in the portrait asked.

"P-Password?"

The Maiden nodded.

" Great, just great, I need a stupid password to get in here. How in Merlin's name did the others get in here? Do they all know each others passwords or something?"

He looked at the portrait and attempted to explain the situation and that he needed to get back in.

"I'm sorry, but you need a password to get into private quarters." She responded.

"Great, that's just great!" He said throwing his arms into the air. "Where am I going to get a bloody fireplace to use?!"

The Maiden cough a few time, but he could of sworn it sounded like teacher's lounge. He turned to look at her, raised an eyebrow, and mouth the words "Teacher's lounge?". The maiden nodded slowly and discretely like she was doing something that she wasn't suppose to be doing.

"Gotcha." He whispered, winked at her and took off.

He was lost a few minutes, but a couple friendly portraits pointed him to the right direction. He walked down a corridor that was mark magically off limits to students. Within seconds he was in the lounge.

"Thank Merlin no one is here." He mumbled, walked over to the fire place, grabbed a hand full of floo powder in the stand next to it and tossed it into the fire place. "Weasley's Wheezes Joke Shop"

[[ Diagon Alley ]]

Hermione, in Oliver's body, walked furiously down the alley to the Joke shop but was abruptly stopped by a few female quidditch fans. Well Oliver Wood fans to be exact.

"Wow, you're even better looking in person." The girl with blonde hair said.

"Ooooh! Feel his strong arms, what a man." The another said and they all took a hold of her, feeling her arms.

"No wonder he's such a blockhead, egotistical, quidditch star! It's because of these…these airhead bimbos swooning over him every second."

"Please, I have to go I'm in a rush…" Hermione said pushing the girls off of her.

"Aw…" The whined together.

"Couldn't you just stick around for a few minutes?" A red head asked.

"No, I really, REALLY have to go." She started to walk off. But the girls were persistent and followed her.

She looked over her shoulder and saw that they were still following her, so she picked up her pace. They all did the same. She began to power walk which eventually broke into running for her life.

With the girls at her tail, she made a left down a deserted alley. She frantically look for a way out and found a door that looked like it lead to a kitchen. They were closing in on her and she had no other choice. She dashed in and weaved through the many workers and barely missing the boiling pots. She ran through the opening that lead to the dining area, made her way through the table and nearly knocking over a few waiters and waitresses.

She turned her head to see if they were still on to her and yes they still were, but she has a major head start. With all her might, she made one last sprint to loose them for good. She ran down the street not knowing exactly where she was going until she saw a familiar red head.

Hermione skidded while trying to stop and huffed out the words. "…H-H-Hidddd…H-Hide…M-M-Me…"

George shoved her into his shop just in time for the group of girls to run past them.

Feeling relieve that there was no longer a chase, she bent over, hand on her knee and gasped for huge amount of air.

"Having fun Hermione?"

She looked up to see herself talking to her.

"Loads….Loads of it!" She responded to Oliver sarcastically cruel.

Oliver smiled cheekily at her and continued. "Well now that we're all here…"

"SOMEONE MIND TELLING ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" She made a sudden outburst.

"Well, you see "Mione, our Transalter…" Fred started.

"A Trans-what?!"

"A Transalter, it's what we call it." George filled her in.

Fred Continued. "As I was saying, our Transalter seems to have a flaw…"

"Obviously." Hermione mumbled.

"But this all can be taken care of." George said.

"It can?" Oliver finally spoke up. "How?"

"Why with a Reverse Transalter of course." The twins said together all cheerily and proud of themselves.

"Great! Where is it?" Hermione asked getting excited.

"It hasn't been made yet." Fred said flatly.

"WHAT?!?!" Oliver and Hermione yelled.

"You mean, you're telling me that you asked us to try a new, stupid, whatever you call it, it goes wrong and you don't have BLOODY reverse…reverse trans…trans-whatever?!?!" Hermione screamed at the two Weasley standing in front of her.

"Why I ought to hex you two so bad, so that your grandkids will be able to feel it when…" She pinned the two in the corner as the two tried to get away from her grip, but it was no use since she was in the body of Oliver Wood.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Oliver began to laugh hysterically. Hermione loosened her grip from the twins.

"By golly gee George, I think he's lost it." Fred whispered to him. (A/N: LoL Sorry, I had to add that in.)

"What's so funny?" Hermione lashed out.

Oliver controlled his laughter. "It's…It's just that…" He broke out into another fits of laughter.

Hermione was beginning to get really impatient standing there with her arms crossed, tapping her foot. "Well?! Out with it!"

"It's…it's just that…I've never seen myself get so angry." He started back up.

Fred and George joined in and Hermione just rolled her eyes. "Great, I' m surrounded by lunatics!"

(A/N:: Well there you have it. Chapter four, what do you think??? Ch. 5 is in the works, but I have a minor writers block, any suggestions? I'm open to all.

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