he got too far away from the bed he hit his head on the edge of the upper bunk.

"AAAARRRRHHH!" he cried out as he sat back down on the bed.

"Ouch! Harry dear are you alright?" the blurry figure came closer to his face and he could see who it was.

"Uggh!" Draco said as he pulled away from her face.

"What's wrong dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Umm…sorry," Draco tried to keep a disgusted look off his face. 'I'm Potter now. Gross but they don't know it…yet,"

"Did you have a dream?" she asked him, thinking he was Harry.

"Umm… Yeah,"
"Ok," She handed him a pair of black rimmed glasses.

"Um thanks," He said as he took Harry's glasses.

"Come on now!" She walked over to the other bed, "Ron it's breakfast! Get up!" she shook him gently and he got up. Mrs. Weasley walked out of the room closing the door behind her.

"Good mornin' Harry," Ron told Draco. Draco felt very nervous, 'Should I tell him? Maybe not right now,'

"Umm good morning," Draco heard Potter's voice come out of his mouth.

"What are you waiting for? Come on we got to get dressed. We're working on the attic today. Luckily it's the last part of the house we have to clean," Ron had gotten up and started rummaging through his trunk looking for a pair of clean socks.

"Er… where did I put my"

"Your trunk is over there," Ron pointed to the closet, "I don't know why you put it there though," Ron continued to talk as Draco walked Harry's bedraggled body to the closet. As he walked towards the closet a pain from his head came so overwhelmingly he dropped to the floor screaming.

Harry woke with a start. When he opened his eyes he habitually reached for his glasses but found nothing. He then realized that he could see very clearly. The problem was that he wasn't in his own room!

The room had whit walls with dark green trim. There was a huge snake emblem on the wall and on the dark wood desk there were snakes for the legs.

"What the" Harry thought to himself.

Footsteps came down the hall as Harry got out of bed. The door swung open and,

"Get," Lucious Malfoy stood in the doorway, "Oh, you're up," Lucious' face contorted to a perplexed look, "He's here and he's waiting for us. Get dressed," With that he slammed the door. Harry was totally confused. One; why could he see without his glasses, Two; Where the hell was he. Three; Why did Lucious Malfoy just talk to him without a snide comment or anything? And Four; Who the hell is waiting for him?

Harry walked over to the desk and found a piece of parchment with Draco's handwriting on it. It said:

Potter,

If you're reading this then the legend is true. We have switched bodies. I know it's weird but save your questions till you can owl me or we meet on the Hogwarts Express. If the Dark Lord comes at any time tell him… that you hit your head before you went to sleep; use that only if you can't answer a question. If he tells you to do something do it! Don't argue. Alright? This is my life your going to be screwing up. Just don't screw it up too much. Wear an all black out fit. No cloaks!

Draco

P.S.

Brush my HAIR!

Unlike you Potter I like to look groomed.

Harry read this letter and got even more confused. How did Malfoy know this was going to happen? Was this a trick? He moved into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. What he saw scared the hell out of him. Draco Malfoy was standing infront of him where the image of Harry Potter should have been standing.

"Holy crap!" harry said aloud to himself as he watched Draco's mouth move in unison as he formed the words. He stood there for a while just staring in horror at the image that now was his. Harry was half hoping this was just a nightmare and he would wake up really soon.

Harry looked through the drawers in the bathroom and finally found a comb. He slowly pulled it through the long blonde hair on top of his head. Draco's hair was long enough to tie up in the back so Harry decided to try tying it in the back in a ponytail. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw that Draco was looking handsome and probably had stupid and evil girls swooning over him.

Once he got dressed and hair combed back he opened the door Lucious had opened and walked out. Narcissa Malfoy was at the end of the hall. She looked up at his footsteps.

"Good you're up. You're needed down in the living room," He risked a glance down over the railing. What he saw wasn't exactly what he wanted.

Voldemort was sitting on one of the Malfoy's many couches. Lucious and a few other Death Eaters were standing around. Unmasked.

Harry felt like he was in his own body and that they would recognize him. He started walking down the stairs. When he reached the bottom step, Voldemort got up and faced him.

"Ah, Draco Malfoy, at last your day had come," Voldemort beckoned him closer, "I have found the one with the right powers. I don't have time myself so you get to keep her company and watch out for her. Your father has assured me that you will care for her at school too. She is 16 also so there won't be any age difference between you. Please keep in mind she is your charge not girlfriend material."

Voldemort walked past him and opened a door.

"Here is my adopted daughter, Maria Umbridge," a girl with sandy blonde hair and a medium build stepped out beside Voldemort. Harry's eyes got really big.

"Harry what's wrong?" Ron asked Draco. He had stopped screaming but not soon enough that everyone in the house heard and rushed up to see what was wrong.

"Aaaahhh!" Draco said quietly. Ron helped him off the floor.

"Harry what happened?" Ron asked again as they sat down on a bed.

"I don't know. A sharp pain came from my head," Draco didn't know it but he had his hand over the scar that made Harry famous.

"Was it you-know-who?" Ron asked in a hushed voice. The door opened wide and Hermione flew in.

"What happened?"
"His scar hurt. Really bad this time," Ron informed her. They exchanged worried looks.

"Somebody's happy," Draco mumbled half to himself.

"Voldemort's happy?" Draco looked at her wishing she wasn't so close to him.

More people came through the door the presence of all the people he resented made him severely uncomfortable. Everyone started asking him what was wrong and what happened.

"I'm alright! Nothing's wrong. It's okay just go back to what ever you were doing!" Draco tried really hard to not glare them out the door. Slowly they all left the room leaving Hermione and Ron with him.

"Harry did you see anything?" Hermione asked she was infront of him with her hands on his knees. Draco had seen something. He saw Voldemort standing next to a very pretty girl. She had sandy blonde hair and a medium build. Her eyes were a perfect shade of brown, like caramel. They glided over everyone in the room. 'Wait a sec! That was my living room! Oh crap!'

"That's who he chose," Draco accidentally spoke aloud. His eyes got big.

"What?"

'Oh no!' Harry thought to himself, 'Umbridge had a daughter?! But wait,' Harry thought for a sec, 'She doesn't look like a toad,'

"Well Draco? Does she met with approval?" Voldemort asked with a raised eyebrow. Harry looked over his "charge." She was pretty. She looked Draco's body over and from what Harry could guess; she liked what she saw.

"Yes," Voldemort raised his other eyebrow, "Yes she meets with approval, my lord. Any one you choose to be related to you is held in high esteem my lord," he then added a bow at the end of his mock approval. It did feel strange though, not having his scar burn around Voldemort.

"Well, I'm glad. Draco, please show my daughter the grounds," Voldemort swept his arm out for Maria. She walked over to Harry and took his arm. They started walking. Harry had no idea where he was taking the pretty girl. Behind them Voldemort looked at Lucious and said,

"They make quiet a couple,"

"I have to write a letter, leave me alone," Draco said forgetting who he was for a moment.

"Harry?" Ron asked. Draco tensed up. 'Should I tell them?' He stood turned away from them. He debated with himself for a moment.

"I'm not Harry,"

"Um…," Harry tried to start a conversation with Maria, "Is your mother…?"

"She's the sister to Delores Umbridge if that's what you're wondering," Her voice was soft and gentle she seemed too nice to know Voldemort.

"Oh," Harry opened a door for her, "Why does he need a daughter?" Harry asked trying to keep the conversation light.

"Didn't he tell you already? He told me he did. Hmm…"

"Oh sorry, I think I-I hit my head last night before I went to bed," harry took Draco's cover.

"That could explain why you looked so surprised to hear of my arrival," she giggled a little, "The Dark Lord doesn't need me he just wants to have some to marry you. He seems to think you and I would hit it off, Draco," She pressed his arm against her. Her dark green shirt caught between their black pants.

Draco searched the desk for parchment and a quill. When he found some he scribbled a note to Harry.

Potter,

If you haven't figured out already Maria Umbridge is my betrothed. Don't screw things up for me. There is only three more days left of the summer holidays. That means three days you're going to be trying to woe Maria. It's her choice if she marries me or not. If she doesn't like me; consequences. Potter I've told Granger and Weasley. Don't tell anyone what happened.

Unfortunately this is our secret.

Don't screw up!

Draco folded the paper over and put 'Draco Malfoy' on one side of the parchment. He turned looking for an owl to take the letter. He spotted Hedwig and Pig.

"Which one do I use?" He asked a perplexed Ron.

"What do you mean 'your not Harry?"

"You know that cat he got?"
"Yeah,"

"Well that cat signified that he and his enemy were to switch places. I'm in his body and he's in mine. Now which owl do I use?!" Draco asked impatiently.

"Who are you?" Ron asked. He was in a state of shock. Draco's shoulders dropped.

"You are so stupid, Weasley," Draco said. Ron recognized that tone immediately.

"Bloody hell!" Ron stepped backwards. Hermione on the other hand took the parchment from Draco and asked;

"Who is the letter to?"

"Potter," Draco sneered, "Sending him a note so he doesn't end up killing me,"

"Okay," She tied the parchment to Hedwig's leg. "Take this to Draco Malfoy it really is Harry," Hermione walked over to the window and opened it for Hedwig, who hooted and flew off. Hermione shut the window and walked towards the middle of the room.

"How do we reverse it?" She asked Draco.

"You're cute you know that?" Maria turned to face Harry.

"Only a mother could love," Harry started but she pressed a finger to his lips. She looked him over.

"Only I can have," there was an evil possessive glint in her eye. Somehow this wasn't as shocking as he thought it would be.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked him in the eye and Occulmency lessons came in handy. He quickly emptied his mind. There was nothing there for her to access. She blinked. Hedwig came swooping down. She had a letter tied to her leg.

Harry detached Maria from him and walked over to Hedwig. He read the note really fast, 'At least Ron and Hermione know. There is no way that I'm courting this devil clad in white!' he looked at Maria and smiled nervously.

"I don't know," Draco sounded slightly exasperated.

"We should tell,"
"No," Draco looked her in the eye, "No one but us will hear about this,"

"But what if someone tries to talk to you when they think your Harry? We don't know if they'll say something to you and tip off Voldemort,"

"Wow. I'm impressed! The mudblood said the Dark Lord's name," Hermione glared at him.

"I would curse you but you're in my best friend's body," Hermione said through clenched teeth.

"Um…"

"Show me your room," Maria started playing with his tie.

"Okay," he turned around in the small courtyard. He was looking for the door he had come through.

He saw the door and opened it for her. She walked through and they walked up the stairs.

Unfortunately he forgot which door he came out of when he woke up that morning.

"Maybe someone could be a little nicer," Ron snarled.

"Great now I have to be nice to traitors and mud" Draco stopped speaking because Hermione had put her wand to his throat.

"Say one more cruel word and I will lock you in that closet until we find a way to reverse this spell!"

"Ok," Draco squeaked.

"Are you lost?" Maria asked with a smile tugging at her lips, "Or are you too nervous?" Harry nodded to the last one.

He opened the last door in the corridor. The room was the master room. Harry assumed it was Draco's parent's room. He was about to close the door when Maria held the door open and walked in.

"Come on," Maria called to Harry.