"I know what you mean," Harry looked at the portraits hanging on the walls, "This place is full of memories," Harry saw a picture of Sirius. His eyes started to well up. 'Damn' he thought to himself, "Why did things have to happen like they did? Why couldn't I have waited?" Harry still blamed himself for Sirius's death.
"Harry?" a voice called out from above, "Hermione?"
"Yeah Ron? We're here," Hermione answered.
"You guys coming?"
"Be there in a sec," Hermione then turned to Harry, "We better get off the stairs," Hermione looked around them, "There are things that move around here. Come on lets open your mail," they get up and walked towards Ron as he held a door open.
Harry had never been in that room before. There was a couch a few chairs and a couple of tables scattered across the room. The carpet looked as if it were a ruined city that could never be restored again. Almost as if an earthquake had destroyed it and no one ever bothered to fix it up.
Ginny, Fred, George, Percy, and Neville were all sitting on the couch and smiled when Harry and Hermione walked into the room.
"How's it going Harry?"
"What have you been doing over the holidays so far?"
"Ready to go back to Hogwarts?"
"Welcome back"
Were all the greetings Harry got from all his friends.
"How's the shop coming along?" Harry asked Fred and George.
"Blooming! Thanks to your generous beginning," Fred answered.
"Here's your mail, Harry," Ron informed him as he handed Harry a box with tiny holes that only the pad of his finger could fit in.
"Wonder what's inside," someone asked.
"Dunno," Harry replied. He took the letter off the box and read aloud;
Dear Mr. Potter,
This is a gift. You will be able to keep this gift for only half an hour. Please spend as much time as possible with it.
Hope you enjoy,
Your Destiny
"DAMN IT!" Draco bellowed, "Why didn't you tell me this before?!"
"Like I told ya before," the sandy blonde haired girl with freckles responded, "I didn' know what I lookd' like as a cat!"
"Damn. Well, when will it happen?"
"The switcher-roo?" Sam asked.
"Yes," Draco answered annoyed.
"Midnight ter night,"
"Are you sure?" Sam nodded, "Then I have till midnight to find Harry Potter,"
Six o'clock rolled around and Harry and company were still playing with the adorable little cat. The cat was quite adorable. The cat was quite peculiar. It was black with a white perfect circle on top of its head.
"What do you think the circle is for?"
"Maybe it has magical powers and will do something for you!"
"Maybe," The cat climbed into Harry's lap and curled into a ball.
"Awe! It's asleep!" Ginny cooed.
"Naw, it's probably dying. Its half hour is up," George informed them.
"Awwww! It was soooo cute though!" Ginny complained. The cat on Harry's lap started to get lighter. The image of the cat started to fade gradually until the cat disappeared.
"Oh well," Fred shrugged and pulled out a deck of cards, "Anyone for Exploding Snape?"
The day grew to an end and it was roughly dinner time. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting by themselves in a room covered with the Black's crest on the walls and a huge picture of the crest on the center of the carpet.
"Man, there's only 'bout three more days till school again," Ron commented as he stretched in the chair that he was sitting in.
"Yes and we might be better off there too," Hermione glanced at Harry, "And for good reasons,"
Harry knew she was talking about the memories of Sirius in #12 Grimmauld Place.
"DINNER!" Mrs. Weasly's voice carried through the house.
"We'd better go," Hermione got up off the floor and walked over to the door closely followed by Ron and then Harry. Without a last look at the room behind them they walked down to the kitchen.
When they entered the kitchen there was only the many red haired Weasley family to be seen.
"Hello Harry!" Mr. Weasley was carrying a stack of plates; "It's just us tonight. Here take a seat!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down at the table. Plates of hot food were placed in front of them. They waited till all the Weasley family had sat down. Everyone dug in and dished out loads of food on to their plates. The conversations at the table were like a usual dinner with the Weasleys. By the time 7o'clock rolled around everyone was stuffed with delicious food.
"Ready for bed?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "Tomorrow we're going to clean the attic! The last place to clean!" Mrs. Weasley had been cleaning #12 Grimmauld Place till the dark wood on the railing was polished and sparkling.
No one made any remarks about cleaning Harry looked at the edge of the table and fell into a silent reverie.
"You alright?" Ron asked as they got up from the table.
"Yeah," harry replied without looking at either of his friends, "I was just….Thinking,"
Draco had been edgy all night. He couldn't tell his parents about what happened. There were only 3 more days left till school started again.
He tried to imagine himself waking up the next morning and being Potter. He shivered in disgust at the thought.
'Maybe I should write him a note,' Draco thought to himself, 'He's probably think I was full of it,' Draco paced his room until he came up with and idea.
He would leave Potter a note just explaining how to act around his parents and what had happened.
Unfortunately he had no clue how to reverse the switch. Sam didn't know the rest of the legend behind the twin cats.
He sat down on his bed holding his head in his hands asking himself, 'Why did this have to happen?'
Potter was going to screw up his reputation and his stature with the Dark Lord himself.
He would even have to surround himself with that filthy mudblood Granger and the traitor Weasley. He shivered again.
"Damn!" Draco cursed under his breath as he searched for quill and parchment to write the note for Potter. There was nothing he could do. Draco finished the letter and tried to fall asleep.
Harry, Hermione and Ron climbed up the stairs in silence.
"Oh! I forgot…" Ron ran back down the stairs and left Harry and Hermione.
"I wonder what he forgot?" Harry pondered aloud.
"Probably had to do the dishes," Hermione stated too tired to care, "Hey Harry?"
"Umm?"
"Who do you think sent you that cat?"
"Dunno," Harry yawned as they reached his door.
"Well… I don't think it was dangerous. That's for sure," Hermione took a step towards Harry.
"What?" Harry asked as she got closer to him with each step. When they were about six inches away from each other Hermione looked into Harry's eyes.
"Are you okay Hermione?" Harry looked at her with inquisitive face.
"Yeah," she put her arms around his neck. She turned her head and rested it on his shoulder.
"I've missed you Harry. So much has been going on and I…" Harry didn't quite know what to do so he just hugged her. She returned the favor.
"Goodnight, Hermione" They pulled apart enough to look eachother in the eyes again. Harry didn't know why but he pulled her closer to him, pressing their hips together. He leaned down towards Hermione and lightly brushed his lips against hers.
"Goodnight," Hermione whispered as they pulled apart. Hermione turned and continued to walk up the stairs. Harry watched her walk and wondered, 'What happened?!'
As Harry walked into his room he realized that he just kissed his best friend. This washed over him. The funny thing was that it didn't bother him at all.
Midnight:
Harry Potter in #12 Grimmauld Place,
Draco Malfoy in the Malfoy Manor,
Two enemies,
Now comes the switch!
An unlikely story now coming to pass!
Two sleeping boys,
Switch bodies and lives,
The same minds,
In different bodies,
Now they live the other's life,
Until understanding succumbs their minds,
A blue green glow fills each enemy taking their souls and minds to the air above. The glow takes the other's soul and mind and places them in the other's body.
A/N Hey I hope this is a good story! I would really apperciate some reviews! Thanx Sorry they are soo long
