A/N: Wow! I got so many more reviews! I love you all!

Hogwarts Duo: I'm so happy you think it's so funny! You're not the only one who loves the shower scenes. LOL. There will difinitely be a sweet and fluffy ending, that much I can say. :D.

Romancer 4-ever: Lol, you don't like the beard shaped clouds? Hahaha.

gingernewts: YOU REVIEWED MY STORY FIRST!!!! WHOO! Yay! Wow. I am so honored. :D. Lol. Like I said, I'm really sorry I couldn't get it all up before I left. I know you guys will be dying to read it, if you like it as much as you say. Thanks for saying I'm genius. :D. Actually, to tell you the truth, I've never watched the Freaky Friday movies, even though I really want to. You're another one who likes the showering scenes, lol.

Lady Jolly: Glad you think it's so funny!

Sarah: Thank you! I'd hoped that the plot would be different. I think I'm creative too, although I wasn't sure if I was such a good writer. I know I can come up with good plots though! I have SOOOOO many stories that I just haven't written yet! I didn't realize I had a style, but I'm so happy you like it!

Serindipity9: Do you mean Minerva in Albus' body getting closer to Harry, Ron and Hermione, or Albus in Minerva's body getting closer to them? LOL!!

em: You think they're in character? Really? Thanks for the idea! I might use it!

Romulan Empress: Have you written any ADMM stories yet? I'll read them for you, when I get back of course. I'm on my way to becoming great! Whoo! I've written other stories....have you checked them out yet?

Wow, everytime I check my e-mail there's another review. I'm not kidding. And what's really great is that none of them are bad! YAY!!

Note, since I'm going to be leaving, it would be best if you put me on your authors alert list so that you'll know as soon as I post. I have some really funny chapters planned!

I have six ADMM story ideas that I haven't written yet, and one other besides those six that I've started. I'll write lots while I'm away, so then I can bombard the ADMM 'community' with lots of stories! WHOO!

Anyways...oh, I wanted to ask if anybody got confused. Because I tried my best to make it as less confusing as possible.

KEEP REVIEWING!!!!! I love it! I think this is one of my most successful stories yet.

I think that's all. Long enough author's note! On to chapter two!

Chapter Two, Tuesday:

The next day, which was Tuesday, Albus woke up, yawned and stretched, feeling amazingly invorated and refreshed. He sat up and opened his eyes, and everything came back to him like a splash of cold water. He felt his head. He was still Minerva, and he had to teach today. He groaned.

Minerva ran her hand over Albus' pillow and sighed. "Albus..." she muttered.

Her eyes snapped open at the sound of his voice.

She sat up in bed and looked around his room. She was still in his body. Really, she didn't know what she expected, but somewhere in the back of her mind she supposed she had hoped that everything would be back to normal today.

Later that morning, at breakfast, Albus sat picking at his eggs, remembering to use Minerva's left hand.

Minerva looked over at him. She glanced around then leaned over. "Albus, what's wrong?" She asked him.

He sighed. "I haven't taught in a long time, and I'm not sure if I remember how."

"Albus, you've taught me something every day that we spend together, you can surely teach some students."

He took her hand and smiled. "I know, Minerva, I guess I'm just put out with all of this mess."

She smiled back. "I know how you feel. Besides, I have to be you for who knows how long, you think that's an easy job?"

He laughed a little. "No, I guess not." His eyes twinkled. Or rather, Minerva's did.

After breakfast, Albus let himself into Minerva's classroom, and took his place behind her desk. He was actually going to enjoy teaching again. It would bring back many memories. He looked at the middle seat in the first row. That was where Minerva had sat, so many years ago. He was ten years older than she was, but he felt that they were the same age.

While waiting for the students, Albus reached up and twirled a strand of Minerva's hair around her finger. He'd left it down again today, and when Minerva saw it, she'd given him a disaproving look, but hadn't said anything. He dearly loved Minerva, but he wished she would let herself live a little.

His first class started to file in, the sixth year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. They sat down in their seats, and Albus noticed amusedly, that Hermione Granger sat in Minerva's old seat. Ron and Harry sat a few rows back.

When everyone was sitting down, Albus stood up and walked around to the front of the desk. "Alright everyone," he said, still not used to Minerva's Scottish accent. "Line up here in front of the desk please."

The students looked at each other, confused, but lined up as he said, in single file.

"Good. Now take your wands out."

They did as they were told.

"Now, as a start to the school year, I thought we ought to start it off with a little fun. We're going to have a Transfiguration contest."

The students' eyes opened wide.

"There will be two teams. Since Hermione is at the beginning of the line, she will be the first person in team one. She'll go to the left. Mary will go to the right and form the beginning of team two. The person behind her will join Hermione and the person behind him will join Mary, and etc, etc, etc. Go ahead."

The students separated into two teams, whispering among themselves about the difference in the Gryffindor head of house today.

When they were done, Albus explained the rules. "Ok, I'm going to call out an object to transfigure, and one member from each team will come out and try to do it. Whoever transfigures the fastest and the best wins that round. It's a bit like a spelling bee. Whoever fails, goes back and sits down, and then the next round begins, with two new team members. Whichever team wins, won't have to do any homework!"

There were cheers all around except from Hermione who groaned.

Albus smiled. "Excpet for the people who wish to do homework of course. Now each team form a single file line."

When they had, Albus stepped back a little, and looked around for an object. He saw Minerva's paper weight and put it on the floor in front of the first two team members. He duplicated it and stepped back again. "Alright, wands at the ready!"

The students, Mary and John, put their wands up.

"You'll transfigure these paper weights into turtles. And...go!"

Spells flashed through the air, and when the dust cleared, Albus stepped forward to inspect the turtles. One was wandering off in the desks, and the other one had hidden in it's shell. Only its shell was clear, as the paperweight had been, and they could see the turtle quivering inside. The students cracked up laughing and Albus grinned. "Team One is the winner!"

Mary groaned, but willingly sat down in her seat.

And so the game went on, the students, laughed and moaned, played, learned and enjoyed themselves immensly. In the end, to no surprise, it was Hermione's team that won.

The students left the classroom with smiles on their faces, even the ones who lost.

"That was actually fun!" Ron exclaimed.

"Of course, Ron, learning should always be fun," Hermione said sensibly.

"The only bad thing about Transfiguration being so fun is that next we have Potions." Harry sighed.

"Yeah," said Ron as they unknowingly passed Snape himself in the hallway, "I wish Snape was as much fun as McGonagall."

Snape stopped and turned and stared.

Meanwhile, up in Albus' office, Minerva had come up and sat behind his desk, taken one look around and groaned. Albus' office was a mess! She immediately started organizing things. Putting papers in the drawers, little shiny twirling objects on the shelves and even alphabetising his books. She opened his bottom desk drawer to put some more papers in and stopped. The entire drawer was full of candy. Especially lemon drops. Minerva grinned and leaned back in her chair. That Albus! She laughed, and was still laughing when there was a knock on Albus' office door. "Come in!" she called, still giggling. She stood up and continued organizing.

Poppy Pomfrey stepped in the room, and her mouth dropped open. She had never before, in all her years as the school nurse, seen Albus' office so clean! 'He must have been cleaning all morning,' she mused amazed.

Minerva turned around. "Yes Poppy? What is it?"

She cleared her throat. "I, uh, brought all of the morning reports from all of the staff for you to look over, and your mail. For some reason it got delivered to Proffessor McGonagall." She laughed.

Minerva laughed weakly and took the papers. "Thank you Poppy, I'll look these over and give them back to you as soon as possible."

Poppy nodded and giving Minerva one last smile, left, frowning.

Minerva sat back down, and immediately finished the reports, not putting it off till the last minute, like Albus would have done. She then looked at the mail. There was one business letter and two personal letters, which she set aside to give to the REAL Albus later. She opened the business letter and looked it over. It was from the minister of magic, asking Albus how school was going so far, and asking him if he was planning on coming to the meeting next week.

Minerva sighed. She hoped she was back in her own body by then.

Poppy walked towards the hospital wing thoughtfully. Albus and Minerva were acting so strange! They seemed a little sick. Perhaps she should have a staff meeting, and see what everyone else thought. Just then she passed Severus Snape in the hallway, heading down to the dungeons. "Oh, Severus!"

He stopped.

"Have you seen Albus' office?" Poppy asked incredulously.

"No," said Severus, "but I have heard about how wonderfully FUN Minerva;s class was today. I even had some students ask if I was going to have a contest today." He looked disgusted.

Poppy frowned. "Contest?"

"Yes, apparently Minerva had some sort of game going on in her classroom today."

"That doesn't sound like Minerva at all!" Poppy said.

"No, and neither does the Headmaster's office being clean sound like him."

Poppy shook her head. "No, you're right."

That night while everyone was at dinner, two houselves slipped into Minerva's bedroom to clean up. They stared around in shock. They had never seen her room so messy! Clothes and socks lay on the floor, the bed was unmade, a book was lying open on the dresser, and the lampshade was askew. It was amazing how messy Albus had made it in so short a period of time. The houselves looked at each other. Minerva had to be sick!

At the same time, two houselves slipped into Albus' rooms to clean up. They had had an arguement wuth the other houselves on who was going to clean his office, because it was always such a mess. So it was with heavy sighs that they went in. And when they saw Albus' clean sparkling room, one fainted.

At dinner, Minerva waved her arms to begin the meal and then sat down in Albus' chair. She looked over at Albus. "I hear that the students had lots of fun in your class today, Albus."

"I tried to make it fun," he replied.

"Hmm. Well you'd better stop teaching so well, you're starting to make me look bad!"

Albus looked at her seriously, and took her hand. "Never," he said, looking into his eyes, trying to find the Minerva he knew was inside.

Minerva smiled at him and squeezed his hand. "Well, I cleaned up your office today," she said, turning back to her dinner.

"What?!?!" Albus said.

"I cleaned you office. Nice stash of candy you have there," she grinned.

"Yes, and I missed it today," Albus said. "I nearly went crazy when I realized you don't keep candy in your desk at all times."

"Of course I don't," said Minerva, rolling Albus' eyes playfully.

At the Gryffindor table, Ron, Harry and Hermione were once again discussing the Headmistress.

"I hope she's as fun tomorrow," Ron said, stuffing his face with chicken.

"Hmm," said Hermione absently. "She was acting so strange today. I've worked with McGonagall, one on one, and she takes Transfiguration very seriously. That just doesn't seem like something she would do."

"Maybe she decided to change her teaching strategy," Harry suggested.

"No," said Hermione, "I don't think so. Her strategy was working fine before. Besides, I don't think she's the type to change after teaching the same way for so many years."

"Maybe it's that time of month, and it's giving her like, the opposite affect, or something," Ron said.

"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, blushing furiously.

Harry laughed. "Or maybe she's going through what's that thing called....menopause!"

"This is not a proper conversation!" Hermione cried, as Ron laughed.

"Or maybe..." said Ron, "she's in love!"

"Ron!"

"With who though?" Harry asked, ignoring Hermione.

"Maybe..."

"DUMBLEDORE!" The two boys nearly fell over laughing as Hermione frowned.

"I really don't think we should be discussing the private lives of McGonagall and Dumbledore," she said.

"Aw, you're just upset because you've never been in love, Hermione," said Ron.

"Ooh," said Harry.

Hermione's eyes narrowed. "And how would you know? I don't see you dating anyone!"

"That's because I'm saving my love for the one girl that I truly love," said Ron matter of factly.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "And who might that be?"

Ron suddenly turned red. "Nobody," he muttered.

Harry had to bite back a smile.

After dinner, Albus and Minerva parted in the hallway. "Goodnight, 'Minerva,'" said Minerva.

Albus smiled. Then on an impulse he pulled his own body into a tight hug. "Goodnight my dear," he whispered in his ear.

Then off they went to bed.