This is Serpentina, at your services once more. I will be writing the fifth chapter of this story and if you would like to review. I will try to get the seventh chapter in as soon as I write this chapter and Dru writes the next. Enjoy. Thank you. Have a nice read.

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Why Now!

Harry lay in Draco's bed, exhausted after a long dull, stupid, idiotic conversation with Crabbe and Goyle. He was thinking about how he and Draco could change back. ' Dumbledore said that when Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin put aside their differences and got along, the curse was lifted. How can I be kind to Draco? That would screw up my reputation and Draco's at the same time! Oh, well I'll think more tomorrow, I'm so tired.'

Then, Harry closed his pale blue eyes and drifted into dreams of Quidditch. He was back in his normal body, playing Quidditch for Gryffindor. They were ahead by 200 points, having scored many times… but where was the Snitch. There it is! He zoomed after it. He caught it just as he was about to hit a clear puddle of water. He fell into it. He held up the Snitch, triumphantly, then looked into the puddle at his reflection, only it wasn't him looking back up at him. It was Draco!

Harry screamed as he sat up in Draco's four-poster. Crabbe and Goyle woke up from the sound of him screaming. " What's wrong, Draco? Have a bad dream?"

Harry brushed the sweat off of his forehead. " Yes, frightening. I've just remembered that tomorrow is our Quidditch game against Gryffindor. The nightmare was that that Potter grabbed the Snitch, when they were already in the lead by 200 points. It was scary!" explained Harry, still trying to get the knack of sounding like Draco.

" Okay, whatever" said Goyle, as he rolled back over and fell asleep, Crabbe did the same.

' I guess I have no choice, but to compete with my own team' Harry thought, guiltily. Then, he drifted off to sleep.

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Across the castle, Draco had the same dream, only with himself instead of Harry and was telling it to Ron.

" Bloody Hell! And Slytherin won against you, the best Seeker Hogwarts has ever had?" asked Ron, curiously

" Yep," replied Draco, with a large yawn. " I'm gonna go to bed," Draco turned on his side and drifted into sweet dreams of having a loving nurturing father and a caring Mother.

RIDE LIKE THE WIND, PROFESSOR DRU W. L. T. S.