The Mind Switch
Story by: Snapes Apprentice
Chapter 6: The Rare Occurrence
(A/N: OMGOSH! I am so sorry guys! I have lacked on this story for like a whole week without posting a chapter. ARGH! At school I have been writing when the teacher was done talking, but I only got like a page done. Argh again! I left my notebook with it in it at school, so I am going to have to write from memory. Wish me luck! and don't forget to review.)
Harry woke up with a jump. He sat up quickly, remembering he was in the meadow with Draco last. Harry reached for the bedside table and made for his glasses, which weren't there. Harry blinked and noticed that he could see fairly better without them.
He shrugged. 'Maybe the falling off my broom improved my eyesight?' Harry snorted at the thought.
Harry stood up and streched, and looked at the surrounding pictures on the wall, which he finally noticed wasn't his bedroom he was staying in.
There was still photos of the Malfoy relatives, but also some pictures of quidditch teams. Harry looked directly in front of him and saw the face of the Bulgarian Seeker, Viktor Krum, scowling at him.
Harry's stomach growled, as he sat back down. He took a couple soothing breathes before he got back up, and he walked out into the hall, shutting the door quietly behind him.
As he started walking, he noticed there was only elite photos on the wall, unlike the others which has them bombarded every which way you turn.
Harry finally found his way back to the stairs, which took a few minutes, with all of the twists and turns in the manor. Harry took the stairs two by two in hoping that he wasn't to late for breakfast, like he did a couple days ago.
He entered the dining room to Narcissa smiling at him, and could only stare at the name she greeted him with.
"Draco, darling, I am so glad you are finally awake. Are you feeling ok? Are you hurting anywhere? That was a hard fall."
Harry was flustered. "I am Harry, Not Draco"
She smiled at him again and took his hand. "It is ok, Draco. You will be better soon enough and remember you are not, and never will be a potter."
Harry stared at her like she was deranged. "but...."
She stopped him and waved her hand like it was nothing.
"Come with me, darling." she replied, and led him to another sitting room where another figure sat.
The person stood up and looked straight at him. Harry gasped.
It was him there, but who was very pale. "Wha...what is going on? If this is a joke, stop it."
She led him over to a mirror as the look-alike sat down again, very pale.
Harry gasped again, as all he seen was a reflection of not himself, but Draco.
Harry didn't gasp, but tried to speak, but couldn't. He couldn't find his voice at the moment.
Narcissa sat him down by the pale man on the couch, and walked out of the room.
Harry turned towards the other Harry as stuttered. "W.w.who are you?"
"Leave me alone, Potter. I want to be by myself right now." he said, still staring at the wall.
"Malfoy....but how?" harry said, trying to remember everything they did to end up this way.
He turned towards harry, as he seen a tear roll down Draco's cheek. "I don't want to be you. You did this, I know you did."
Harry was taken aback. "I did no such thing, Malfoy. Do you think I would really want to be the bastard I never liked since I came to hogwarts?"
Draco glared. "Don't insult me, Potter. Even in your disusting body, i could hex you. You don't want to try me."
"I think I figured it out. I think it was when we fell." harry said, ignoring what Draco said beofore hand.
"No damn way?" he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Shut up, Malfoy. At least I am the only one thinking." harry said, glaring.
Draco put harry's head in his hands. "This is scaring me. To see myself arguing with....myself."
Harry snorted. "Same here, Malfoy."
Draco looked up and smirked. "So this will last til I play quidditch again, I think. So what are we going to do?"
Harry was stuyding him. "I look good when I smirk. You should do that some more at school."
"I do the smirk everyday, you dork. But you will have to learn it. That is what I am famous for, you know." Draco replied, grinning.
"ok, well, then, this is how." Harry did a lame smirk, as draco started to laugh.
"what?" he said, glaring at him.
"Nothing. But I think it will take some practice. If my smirk if off, then Goyle and Crabbe will suspect something, if they actually can. The goons. Blaise and Pansy will know though." he said, standing up.
"Right." harry said, as he looked at himself and stood up also.
"Let's go get breakfast. Mum said the school schedules came early morning, so let's get going." he said, walking towards the door.
"Does this mean I will have to be sleeping in the Slytherin Dorms?" harry asked, already knowing the answer.
"Of course, we will have to switch things around. Duh, potter? Are you brainless? And my friends are..." Draco shuddered, "Granger, that mudblood and the poor as dirt Weasley."
Harry glared. " Talk about my friends like that, I will hex you."
Draco sneered. "You couldn't do anything. Now let's get to the dining room, I am starving."
*Snapes Apprentice*
8/30/2003
Story by: Snapes Apprentice
Chapter 6: The Rare Occurrence
(A/N: OMGOSH! I am so sorry guys! I have lacked on this story for like a whole week without posting a chapter. ARGH! At school I have been writing when the teacher was done talking, but I only got like a page done. Argh again! I left my notebook with it in it at school, so I am going to have to write from memory. Wish me luck! and don't forget to review.)
Harry woke up with a jump. He sat up quickly, remembering he was in the meadow with Draco last. Harry reached for the bedside table and made for his glasses, which weren't there. Harry blinked and noticed that he could see fairly better without them.
He shrugged. 'Maybe the falling off my broom improved my eyesight?' Harry snorted at the thought.
Harry stood up and streched, and looked at the surrounding pictures on the wall, which he finally noticed wasn't his bedroom he was staying in.
There was still photos of the Malfoy relatives, but also some pictures of quidditch teams. Harry looked directly in front of him and saw the face of the Bulgarian Seeker, Viktor Krum, scowling at him.
Harry's stomach growled, as he sat back down. He took a couple soothing breathes before he got back up, and he walked out into the hall, shutting the door quietly behind him.
As he started walking, he noticed there was only elite photos on the wall, unlike the others which has them bombarded every which way you turn.
Harry finally found his way back to the stairs, which took a few minutes, with all of the twists and turns in the manor. Harry took the stairs two by two in hoping that he wasn't to late for breakfast, like he did a couple days ago.
He entered the dining room to Narcissa smiling at him, and could only stare at the name she greeted him with.
"Draco, darling, I am so glad you are finally awake. Are you feeling ok? Are you hurting anywhere? That was a hard fall."
Harry was flustered. "I am Harry, Not Draco"
She smiled at him again and took his hand. "It is ok, Draco. You will be better soon enough and remember you are not, and never will be a potter."
Harry stared at her like she was deranged. "but...."
She stopped him and waved her hand like it was nothing.
"Come with me, darling." she replied, and led him to another sitting room where another figure sat.
The person stood up and looked straight at him. Harry gasped.
It was him there, but who was very pale. "Wha...what is going on? If this is a joke, stop it."
She led him over to a mirror as the look-alike sat down again, very pale.
Harry gasped again, as all he seen was a reflection of not himself, but Draco.
Harry didn't gasp, but tried to speak, but couldn't. He couldn't find his voice at the moment.
Narcissa sat him down by the pale man on the couch, and walked out of the room.
Harry turned towards the other Harry as stuttered. "W.w.who are you?"
"Leave me alone, Potter. I want to be by myself right now." he said, still staring at the wall.
"Malfoy....but how?" harry said, trying to remember everything they did to end up this way.
He turned towards harry, as he seen a tear roll down Draco's cheek. "I don't want to be you. You did this, I know you did."
Harry was taken aback. "I did no such thing, Malfoy. Do you think I would really want to be the bastard I never liked since I came to hogwarts?"
Draco glared. "Don't insult me, Potter. Even in your disusting body, i could hex you. You don't want to try me."
"I think I figured it out. I think it was when we fell." harry said, ignoring what Draco said beofore hand.
"No damn way?" he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Shut up, Malfoy. At least I am the only one thinking." harry said, glaring.
Draco put harry's head in his hands. "This is scaring me. To see myself arguing with....myself."
Harry snorted. "Same here, Malfoy."
Draco looked up and smirked. "So this will last til I play quidditch again, I think. So what are we going to do?"
Harry was stuyding him. "I look good when I smirk. You should do that some more at school."
"I do the smirk everyday, you dork. But you will have to learn it. That is what I am famous for, you know." Draco replied, grinning.
"ok, well, then, this is how." Harry did a lame smirk, as draco started to laugh.
"what?" he said, glaring at him.
"Nothing. But I think it will take some practice. If my smirk if off, then Goyle and Crabbe will suspect something, if they actually can. The goons. Blaise and Pansy will know though." he said, standing up.
"Right." harry said, as he looked at himself and stood up also.
"Let's go get breakfast. Mum said the school schedules came early morning, so let's get going." he said, walking towards the door.
"Does this mean I will have to be sleeping in the Slytherin Dorms?" harry asked, already knowing the answer.
"Of course, we will have to switch things around. Duh, potter? Are you brainless? And my friends are..." Draco shuddered, "Granger, that mudblood and the poor as dirt Weasley."
Harry glared. " Talk about my friends like that, I will hex you."
Draco sneered. "You couldn't do anything. Now let's get to the dining room, I am starving."
*Snapes Apprentice*
8/30/2003