"What are we going to do?" Draco whined as they climbed the stairs.

"You'll probably have to stay here until term starts and I'll probably have to go back to the Malfoy Manor," Harry grimaced.

"My parents didn't notice a difference did they?" Draco asked trying to get as much information out of Harry as possible, "Maria didn't see a difference did she?"

"No. No one noticed a difference. Well Maria did seem a little annoyed when…" Harry silenced. The color rose in his face. Draco just adverted his eyes.

"I really didn't want this to happen," Draco said as they reached the top of the stairs. Harry turned to Draco.

"Really?" Harry gave him a sarcastic look of belief, "I couldn't imagine why you would want to be me? I mean who wouldn't want to be me when the darkest wizard in the world at the moment wants to kill me and is sending his followers to attack me at any possible moment! Who wouldn't want to be me?" Harry rolled his eyes and started to walk towards a door.

"Really?! I couldn't imagine who would want to be me either! I mean really who would want to live in a huge mansion and have extensive libraries larger than Hogwarts' own stock. Who wouldn't want to be in my shoes?! MY RICH FATHER IN PRISON AND ALL AND THEN HIM BEING BROKEN OUT BY DEATH EATERS AND MY HOUSE BEING WATCHED DAY IN AND DAY OUT!"

"WELL IT'S NOT LIKE OUR LIVES ARE THAT MUCH DIFFERENT! I'M BEING CONSTANTLY WATCHED SO THAT I DON'T GET KILLED! I'M SURE YOU'RE IN THE SAME POSITION BECAUSE VOLDEMORT IS ON YOUR TAIL AND YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN KILL HIM! I'M SURE THAT THERE IS LITTLE DIFFERENCE IN OUR LIVES!" Harry and Draco bellowed at the top of their lungs. Hermione and Ron were hanging out the door at the top of the stairs, watching the entire yelling match.

"There are a few differences Potter," Draco sneered.

"Oh really like what?" Harry asked now in normal, angry, hostile tones.

"Oh maybe like I support the Dark Lord and I'm glad my father escaped from prison and I hate being MOCKED!" Draco was fuming.

"I know I mocked you but no one else was mocking you," Harry said slightly confused.

"Yeah right! The only reason why I ran out of this place was because the old fool started mocking me 'He never smiles like that!' 'No. No one ever sees a genuine smile from Malfoy!' God that is annoying!"

"He wasn't mocking you! You never do smile! Or at least not when your around all those people who were standing in the kitchen! Seriously! You need to improve your vocabulary!" Harry stormed off to the room Hermione and Ron were in. He stomped off past Hermione and Ron and angrily paced the room.

"Don't tell me what I should or shouldn't do! I don't have to listen to you!"

"Well maybe you should. Speaking as that you are in my body!" Harry shouted through the doorway.

"Well you are in my body too! So does that mean you listen to me?!" Draco was getting really angry now.

"I don't have to listen to you and I never will!" Harry retaliated.

"BOYS!!" Hermione yelled over their bickering, "This is no way to act! You both need to work together," Harry and Draco both made protesting sounds, "I know, I know. You both don't like each other but in order to get everything right again then you have to cooperate or else you'll both die as each other!" Hermione said trying to knock some sense into the two boys.

"But Hermione!" Harry started but she gave him a stern look.

"Harry I don't care if we're enemies with him! We have to get you two back to normal," Hermione then turned to Draco, "Please," she stretched out her hand for him to take, "Please just help us get you back into your own body. Please," Hermione walked towards him and whispered, "Draco? Please…"
"What does it matter?" Draco said as he stared at her, "I'm going to die like this aren't I? I have become the legendary Harry Potter," Draco whispered to her, "When I went into that pub in the town… When people were looking at me… Does he like that? It was awful. I know what people say behind his back and I don't want those things aimed at me. I… I don't want to go to Hogwarts like this. Besides… the Dark Lord will find out about this soon enough," Draco looked dejectedly at the floor. Hermione reached out and touched his arm.

"Draco," Hermione whispered her hand traveled down his arm to his hand.

"Hermione," Draco looked over her shoulder at Ron and Harry who were looking at both of them with quizzical looks.

"Maybe we should talk," Hermione said as she glanced around looking for an empty room.

"Alright," Draco consented. Hermione took his hand and walked to an empty room. She looked back at Harry and Ron and smiled.

"It'll be alright. Don't worry. It'll only be a few," Hermione then closed the door. She sealed it with a spell so that they couldn't be heard.

"A Gryffindor is doing magic outside of school. How impressive," Draco said sarcastically.

"Yeah well my record's clean. Now what is your problem? Don't you want to get back in your body?" Hermione asked in a confronting sort of way.

"I'm in real danger aren't I?" Draco said avoiding her question.

"Yes Draco, every second you're in Harry's body you are in danger. Do you want things back to normal or not?"

"I do. But things are so…different from Potter's point of view. I mean… Dumbledore gave me an entire library in a pouch!" Draco started to pull the little pouch out of his pocket.

"What?" Hermione asked as she stepped towards him looking at the pouch, "I've never heard of a spell that can do that. What library?" Hermione was looking at him. Draco wanted to smell her hair and run his fingers down her back.

"The library where the book with the legend was. My father was collecting rare books. I was never allowed to read them. But they're really rare," Draco opened the pouch and pulled out an old book and handed it to Hermione.

"What is this?" Hermione asked as she took the book.

"Well what does it look like?" Draco wanted to see her face when she opened the book. When she did he got the look he wanted.

"Oh my gosh Draco! This is…wonderful!" Hermione started running her hands down the pages of the book and tried to start reading it right then and there.

"Wait," Draco lowered the book in her hands, "I don't know what will happen but I guess I don't really want to die as Potter. I will cooperate," Hermione smiled at him.

"Thank you, Draco,"

I wonder what life will be like when everything is back to normal. I wonder if Hermione will still like me. Will I still like her? "No problem," Draco said distantly.

"Well let's go and devise a plan to switch you back" Hermione walked to the door and reached the knob when Draco put his arm against it, preventing her from opening it.

"I have a few questions before we leave," Draco announced quietly.

"Really like what?"

"I don't know if these feelings are mine…some part of me is telling me that I really do want to feel the way I do. I don't know maybe I'm just feeling Potter's feelings or something but I was wondering if, your brilliance might shed some light on my dilemma.

"I have warm and glorious feelings towards you. I don't know if they're mine. But do you think that I will feel the same when I return to my own body?" Hermione bit her lower lip.

"I don't know. Perhaps there might be some rub off from Harry to you when you both return to your own bodies. I think perhaps that you might feel the same, but I don't know for certain. Why do you ask?" Hermione looked up at him. His bright green eyes were scanning her body in a way that made her quiver.

"Was asking because I really do sort of enjoy this feeling. Even if it is slightly sickening," Draco smiled and Hermione smiled back, "Why don't we enjoy this… for now?" Draco asked as he put his arm around he waist drawing her close.

"I don't know Draco… This room isn't as cold as the closet…"
"It doesn't matter," Draco leaned into her but she pulled away, "What's wrong now?" Draco asked in his Malfoy tone.

"You're still Draco. And if you're right, these feelings might not even be your own," she disengaged Draco from her.

"I guess you're right," Draco's heart gave a crack.