Hermione glanced down at the two pathetic boys that stood in front of her.
Why did she waste her time and talent on them? Then she remembered the cave
troll. If she hadn't let Ron upset her so much she could have easily taken
on the troll herself. No in a way she did owe a lot to the boys. After all
she was destined to be with Harry, and Ron, well she was sure he fit in
there somehow. "What and you actually heard the teachers talking about the
mind changing potion."
The boys nodded quickly together. Hermione found this highly suspicious;
it almost made her this year." Hermione thought for a few seconds. It would
be b think they had some kind of plan. "Yes they said that it would
definitely be coming up brilliant for her to be able to do it before the
rest of the class. She was after all, the smartest person in her year. But
still a nagging voice in the back of her head warned her off doing it. "I
don't think we should. It's a complicated spell. It's probably best to wait
and see what the teachers say." Ron laughed and turned to Harry. "See I
told you it was too hard, even for someone like Hermione." At this Hermione
got up quickly. All sense of warning in her mind had now vanished under a
cloak of anger. "Ronald Weasley" This shout made Ron shudder. It reminded
him of the howler his mother had sent him. Both Harry and Ron turned to
look at the enraged Hermione. She seemed to have grown taller and her hair
frizzed out at all different angles. Ron stood and admired her for a while.
She was, and Harry agreed, most attractive when she was angry. He blushed
scarlet red and tried to remove the thought from his head. "I'll do your
stupid spell, just to prove I can. You'll have to give me a few weeks. Even
for a person LIKE ME, spells like this take a while." And with that she
turned and left the room. Ron turned to Harry, "See I told you it would
work. If there is one thing she can't stand it's people questioning her
abilities."
The next few weeks seemed to drag for all at Hogwarts. Snape seemed to be in a worse mood than usual and had set everybody extra homework. Those who did not finish would be serving detention with Filch. Harry and Ron hardly saw Hermione as she was either in the library working, or behind a book researching the spell. At least, they thought, she was working hard. There would be nothing worse than trying to explain why a mind changing spell, that was probably highly illegal to perform, had gone wrong. Also the wrath if Hermione was not one that Harry and Ron felt like facing. Ron was especially looking forward to changing. For the past week he had been imagining what he would say to Hermione when he was Harry. He was sure that in Harry's body she would find him hopelessly attractive. Oh well only one more day to wait.
Professor Snape stared around his dungeon. Over the past few weeks he had been in a foul mood, even for him. The truth was he was bored. More than anything he craved a new challenge. Fighting Voldermort had become boring fast. Even when he was doing his best to help Dumbledore, Potter still seemed to get more attention. It wasn't like he even did that much, apart from getting himself and his friends into trouble. People seemed to forget that he, Severus Snape, had saved Harry Potter when his broomstick had been hexed. It was he Severus Snape who had tried to stop Quirrel in the first place. No next to the boy Potter he had been pushed to the side. At least when he had been fighting for Voldermort he had been able to kill people. Dumbledore's policy was to capture not kill. Now where was the fun in that? It was obvious to all that those who had been captured would some day be freed. No killing was the only way. Still, he though, if only he could find some way to get Potter expelled. Of course Dumbledore would try and save him but there had to be something that Potter would do that he couldn't be saved from. Snape decided that the only way to find out was to stalk Potter and his little bunch of friends. It wouldn't all be bad he could watch Miss Granger and finally work out how she ticked.
Hermione smiled, at last she had figured out how to do the spell. She would prove to Ronald Weasley that there was no witch greater than her. Hermione stopped, that thought had almost been evil. She rephrased it in her head. There was no good witch in her year better than her. Yes that sounded better. Any thought she had of world domination would need to be kept under wraps for now. At least until she had proved herself and passed her exams. All she needed to do now was find the boys. They would probably be sat in the Great Hall, Ron stuffing his face and Harry planning Quidditch tactics. If only they would apply themselves more to study, then they too could become great. Harry Potter, to say that he was the boy that was meant to protect them from the greatest evil, was not that good at studying. If she wanted to, Hermione could destroy him easily. But he was her friend so she would never even dream of doing that. As she walked to the great hall she had the strangest feeling someone was following her. She hoped it wasn't Neville again. The amount of times she'd told him she wasn't interested was mounting up quickly. If only he could see that Ginny was the one for him. She was smart and she, unlike Hermione, would have plenty of time to sort him out. She spun round preparing to deliver another "Leave me alone" speech. But instead came face to face with Professor Snape. "Miss Granger, is there a problem?" Hermione hadn't been expecting to see Snape and was knocked slightly. "Erm no...No Professor nothing's wrong. I...I" Snape was not in the mood to listen to Hermione and instead marched straight past her. She stood thinking for a while. She had never seen Professor Snape up that close before. He did have a little something about him, though what it was she couldn't place her finger on. It was of course her job, as Harry's friend, to despise Snape. But some small part of her did hold out some respect, after all he was one of the cleverest Professors she knew. Hermione pulled herself together, now was not the time to be thinking about things like that, she had a job to do.
"'Bout bloody time" Moaned Ron, "We've been waiting ages" Hermione contemplated telling them about her encounter with Snape but decided it was best to keep it to herself. After all what good would it do? They would probably just assume he was up to no good. "Now now a spell like this cannot be rushed and neither can I." She threw herself down on the bench. She would not be told be these two what time she should arrive. And besides before they went anywhere she needed to eat. Hermione turned to ask Ron where they would be doing the spell, but he was busy shovelling food into his mouth. Disgusted at what she saw, she turned to Harry. "Well have you two found somewhere we can go this spell?" a mischievous grin crept over his face, "I always wanted to see what the third year girl's toilets looked like." Hermione shot him a dirty look. The only reason she had taken them into the girl's toilets in the second year, was that nobody went in them. "I tell you what Harry lets do in moaning Myrtle's toilet." Harry was not amused but nodded. After all they would only have to put up with Myrtle for a few minutes. The three of them simultaneously grabbed their bags and headed for the toilets. Snape, who had been watching them closely, followed.
Once in the toilets the three sat down and began to prepare the spell. "So all I have to do now is say the incantation and point my wand at both of you. The transformation should take a few minutes. Then you're free to go. I can change you back in two days minimum. And boys..." She looked at them both seriously. "Remember not to do anything stupid. You can't let other people know that you've switched minds." Ron and Harry nodded, though secretly they knew exactly what they were going to do when they changed. Hermione began the spell but just as she was saying the words Professor Snape burst in. "At last I'll have you expelled for this Potter. Not even Dumbledore can help you." Without meaning to Hermione turned and the wand pointed directly at Snape then back to Harry and Ron and finally on her. The room seemed to whirl round and all four collapsed. It was a few minutes before they began to wake up. "Bloody hell" Ron piped up. "I think something might have gone wrong!"
The next few weeks seemed to drag for all at Hogwarts. Snape seemed to be in a worse mood than usual and had set everybody extra homework. Those who did not finish would be serving detention with Filch. Harry and Ron hardly saw Hermione as she was either in the library working, or behind a book researching the spell. At least, they thought, she was working hard. There would be nothing worse than trying to explain why a mind changing spell, that was probably highly illegal to perform, had gone wrong. Also the wrath if Hermione was not one that Harry and Ron felt like facing. Ron was especially looking forward to changing. For the past week he had been imagining what he would say to Hermione when he was Harry. He was sure that in Harry's body she would find him hopelessly attractive. Oh well only one more day to wait.
Professor Snape stared around his dungeon. Over the past few weeks he had been in a foul mood, even for him. The truth was he was bored. More than anything he craved a new challenge. Fighting Voldermort had become boring fast. Even when he was doing his best to help Dumbledore, Potter still seemed to get more attention. It wasn't like he even did that much, apart from getting himself and his friends into trouble. People seemed to forget that he, Severus Snape, had saved Harry Potter when his broomstick had been hexed. It was he Severus Snape who had tried to stop Quirrel in the first place. No next to the boy Potter he had been pushed to the side. At least when he had been fighting for Voldermort he had been able to kill people. Dumbledore's policy was to capture not kill. Now where was the fun in that? It was obvious to all that those who had been captured would some day be freed. No killing was the only way. Still, he though, if only he could find some way to get Potter expelled. Of course Dumbledore would try and save him but there had to be something that Potter would do that he couldn't be saved from. Snape decided that the only way to find out was to stalk Potter and his little bunch of friends. It wouldn't all be bad he could watch Miss Granger and finally work out how she ticked.
Hermione smiled, at last she had figured out how to do the spell. She would prove to Ronald Weasley that there was no witch greater than her. Hermione stopped, that thought had almost been evil. She rephrased it in her head. There was no good witch in her year better than her. Yes that sounded better. Any thought she had of world domination would need to be kept under wraps for now. At least until she had proved herself and passed her exams. All she needed to do now was find the boys. They would probably be sat in the Great Hall, Ron stuffing his face and Harry planning Quidditch tactics. If only they would apply themselves more to study, then they too could become great. Harry Potter, to say that he was the boy that was meant to protect them from the greatest evil, was not that good at studying. If she wanted to, Hermione could destroy him easily. But he was her friend so she would never even dream of doing that. As she walked to the great hall she had the strangest feeling someone was following her. She hoped it wasn't Neville again. The amount of times she'd told him she wasn't interested was mounting up quickly. If only he could see that Ginny was the one for him. She was smart and she, unlike Hermione, would have plenty of time to sort him out. She spun round preparing to deliver another "Leave me alone" speech. But instead came face to face with Professor Snape. "Miss Granger, is there a problem?" Hermione hadn't been expecting to see Snape and was knocked slightly. "Erm no...No Professor nothing's wrong. I...I" Snape was not in the mood to listen to Hermione and instead marched straight past her. She stood thinking for a while. She had never seen Professor Snape up that close before. He did have a little something about him, though what it was she couldn't place her finger on. It was of course her job, as Harry's friend, to despise Snape. But some small part of her did hold out some respect, after all he was one of the cleverest Professors she knew. Hermione pulled herself together, now was not the time to be thinking about things like that, she had a job to do.
"'Bout bloody time" Moaned Ron, "We've been waiting ages" Hermione contemplated telling them about her encounter with Snape but decided it was best to keep it to herself. After all what good would it do? They would probably just assume he was up to no good. "Now now a spell like this cannot be rushed and neither can I." She threw herself down on the bench. She would not be told be these two what time she should arrive. And besides before they went anywhere she needed to eat. Hermione turned to ask Ron where they would be doing the spell, but he was busy shovelling food into his mouth. Disgusted at what she saw, she turned to Harry. "Well have you two found somewhere we can go this spell?" a mischievous grin crept over his face, "I always wanted to see what the third year girl's toilets looked like." Hermione shot him a dirty look. The only reason she had taken them into the girl's toilets in the second year, was that nobody went in them. "I tell you what Harry lets do in moaning Myrtle's toilet." Harry was not amused but nodded. After all they would only have to put up with Myrtle for a few minutes. The three of them simultaneously grabbed their bags and headed for the toilets. Snape, who had been watching them closely, followed.
Once in the toilets the three sat down and began to prepare the spell. "So all I have to do now is say the incantation and point my wand at both of you. The transformation should take a few minutes. Then you're free to go. I can change you back in two days minimum. And boys..." She looked at them both seriously. "Remember not to do anything stupid. You can't let other people know that you've switched minds." Ron and Harry nodded, though secretly they knew exactly what they were going to do when they changed. Hermione began the spell but just as she was saying the words Professor Snape burst in. "At last I'll have you expelled for this Potter. Not even Dumbledore can help you." Without meaning to Hermione turned and the wand pointed directly at Snape then back to Harry and Ron and finally on her. The room seemed to whirl round and all four collapsed. It was a few minutes before they began to wake up. "Bloody hell" Ron piped up. "I think something might have gone wrong!"
