Chapter The Train Ride

"What are you talking about? Harry nothing will happen," Hermione tried to assure him.

"No it's not ok. Hermione everyone will think that's it you and me that are going out! Not you and Draco! Tell me one thing. And be truthful…" Harry sat down in his chair again in the library.

"What is it, Harry?"

"Do you like Draco in any way?" Harry looked into her eyes trying to penetrate her mind although it didn't work very well.

"Harry… Why would I? He's an arrogant prat! Harry why would you ever think such a," she was cut off by Harry's kiss.

"That's all I needed to hear," he whispered to her as they pulled apart. She just smiled and kissed him again.

The fire crackled and watched the two lovebirds as they continued to kiss. 'Something just isn't the same….' Hermione thought to herself. She wanted to open her eyes and see Harry's face but when she did all she saw was a pair of light blue eyes surrounded by a halo of gold. Some how that was the face she felt was right but the person was wrong. 'Oh my god! I do like Draco! Oh this is really bad,' Hermione smiled at Harry and mumbled something about being tired and that she needed to get back to her bed.

"Alright," Harry resigned, "Good night," He led he to the door and watched her climb the stairs in her little black dress and jeans, "See you at Hogwarts, Granger," he winced and left for his own room.

That morning was complete chaos everyone was running around trying to find last minute things that they just remembered. Harry was sitting at the table in the kitchen with Mr. Weasley and Remus Lupin. They were trying to cram all of Draco's things into the trunk. They were also going to make sure that only members of the order could trace or call the trunk and all its contents to them.

"That should do it!" a tired Mr. Weasley exclaimed.

"Harry, Dumbledore made a portkey and some polyjuice potion for you and Malfoy to drink. All you have to do is add,"

"I know how it works," Harry cut him off, "Let's just get him and get it over with," Harry leaned back in his seat waiting for Mr. Weasley to come back with Draco.

They entered the kitchen and Mr. Weasley pulled out a vile of polyjuice and informed Draco of the plan, whom just nodded and pulled a strand of hair from his head and handed it to Harry. Harry did the same and accepted Draco's hair. They dropped the hair into the polyjuice and the potion started to sizzle.

Harry's vile of polyjuice turned a bright red and he pinched his nose and swallowed the entire contents of the vile. Draco's turned bright blue and he took Harry's led. Both of them dropped their vials and clutched their stomachs. Moans escaped their mouths and they transformed into their normal selves. Harry was black haired Harry again and Draco was blonde haired Draco again.

They examined their hands and then each other.

"That is one nasty potion," Draco commented. At that moment Hermione walked into the kitchen.

"What's going on?" she asked while looking at Draco (the real Draco) she walked over to him and kissed him lightly on the lips, "It's going to be ok," she whispered.

"Er…. Hermione?" Lupin started, "We just gave them polyjuice potion…. That's really Draco," Everyone was looking at her with small smiles on their faces.

"Oh…" She looked only slightly surprised, "That explains that taste… Sorry…" she pulled away from him and turned to the real Harry, "Sorry," she had a small smile on her lips too. She stepped on her tippy toes and lightly brushed his lips.

"It's alright," Harry whispered to her as he placed his hands on her hips, "Are we ready to go?"

"Oh, yes. Let's get everyone so that we can just go straight to the platform together," Mr. Weasley took the portkey with him and called everyone to the front room. They had finally gotten Mrs. Black to shut-up. Mrs. Weasley had found a spell that silenced annoying portraits.

Ron and Ginny filed in with their luggage and surrounded Mr. Weasley.

"Alright everyone!" Harry, Hermione, Draco and Lupin entered the room to, "This is the portkey that will take you to Platform 9¾. Now… Harry, Hermione…er… Draco… Come over here please," they complied. Everyone touched part of the portkey (which was a muggle light bulb, which had Mr. Weasley bouncing off the walls with questions). When everyone had a finger on the light bulb, Mr. Weasley let go of it and everyone was transported to Platform 9¾.

"DRACO!" a voice shouted over the heads of a group of second years.

"Oh no," Draco groaned.

A/N He he he! That's all for now!
Liz