"Hermione and I thought that perhaps there was still some part of each of us still in our bodies. I…" Draco didn't know how to tell them about the hand pressing against his chest in the closet.

"Yes, Draco?" Dumbledore leaned closer to him.

"I don't know how to explain it sir," Draco looked him in the eye. Dumbledore sifted through Draco's memories and found the one in question.

"Ah… I see," Dumbledore stood up and paced, "I don't know what it means exactly… yes the souls may have left an imprint on the bodies," Dumbledore stopped pacing, "I will think about it. I believe you are hungry. Why don't you see if Mrs. Weasley will fix you something?" he then resumed to pacing.

"What was all that about?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Draco said even though he knew full well what had happened. They rounded the corner and Hermione and Ginny were standing there. Hermione ran towards Harry.

"Oh! I'm so glad you're alright!" She hugged him furiously.

"It's alright Herm," Harry smiled, as they pulled just far enough apart to look at each other.

"What did Dumbledore have to say?" Hermione asked. She looked up into his ice blue eyes. If eyes are windows to the soul then what Hermione saw wasn't exactly what she thought she would find.

Harry continued to tell Hermione the conversation with Dumbledore. Once he finished Hermione pulled completely away from him, leaving him with a questioning look.

"That's what I thought," Hermione hoped Harry would think she was talking about Dumbledore's reaction even though she wasn't.

"What's wrong, Herm?"

"Nothing, Harry. Don't worry," Hermione whispered. Draco had been watching the entire scene. He had caught every sly comment and how her body language had changed from comfortable and lax to stiff. He wondered how thick Harry was.

Do I call him Harry or Potter? Draco wondered to himself.

"Come on you must be hungry you three," Ginny commented trying to keep Draco's gaze off of Hermione.

"Oh! Yeah I'm starved!" Hermione said with a false happiness. Draco caught that too. Hermione turned to the stairs and caught Draco's gaze. She just looked at him with that same message she was trying to convey to him. This time the message was a little clearer. Hermione continued down the stairs. She didn't look back at him. Ginny and Harry followed her down to the kitchen. Draco slowly followed them down to the kitchen.

"Oh…" Mrs. Weasley said as they all walked into the kitchen, "Are you hungry?" she didn't make eye contact with any of them.

"Er… yes. Could we have something?" Harry asked shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Mrs. Weasley glanced at him.

"So strange…" She mumbled to herself as she flicked her wand over a plate and sandwiches appeared, "So very strange," She placed the plate of sandwiches on the table in front of the group.

"Mum?" Ginny asked.

"Yes dear?" Mrs. Weasley made eye contact with Ginny only.

"What's wrong?" she asked trying to understand her mother.

"This entire summer! That's what!" she through the towel she was holding on the floor, "HARRY SHOULDN'T BE IN A MALFOY'S BODY AND THIS IS COMPLETELY WRONG AND ABSURD! I CAN'T SEE WHY YOU ARE TAKING THIS SO EASILY!" Mrs. Weasley collapsed on the kitchen floor, crying.

"Mum!" Ginny and Ron shouted as they ran to her side. They tried to calm her down but she continued her rants.

"THIS IS SO WRONG! HARRY IS LIKE A SON TO ME AND NOW….NOW A MALFOY IS IN HIS BODY AND HERMIONE!" Mrs. Weasley glared at Hermione, "YOU KNEW THAT IT WAS MALFOY IN HARRY'S BODY! HOW COULD YOU KISS HIM?! THAT IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I COULD POSSIBLY IMAGINE!" Mrs. Weasley continued shouting. Hermione just closed her eyes and looked down at the floor. Ginny and Ron helped get their mother up on a chair. Ron walked over to Hermione, Harry and Draco.

"Why don't you guys take the plate and finish it up stairs. I don't think you being here is going to help," Ron looked apologetic as he hustled them out of the kitchen, "Sorry you guys," with that he snapped the kitchen door shut.