Monday, week 2, hallway

Madame Pomfrey had released Draco from the hospital wing earlier that day, on the condition that he went straight back to the common room. The only problem is that he didn't know which common room to go to. He couldn't go to the Slytherin dungeons, seeing as he looked like Harry Potter, but he didn't know how to get into the Gryffindor tower. So what exactly was he supposed to do?

Hermione caught up with him in the hallway. "Hey Harry."

He turned around. "Hey Mu- Hermione, What's up?"

The weirdest thing just happened. Ferret boy just came up to me in the hallway and asked me to give you this." She held out a folded piece of paper.

Will they ever forget about the whole ferret thing? Jeez! That guy was psycho! He took the paper and unfolded it. It was a note.

Meet me on the Quidditch Pitch at midnight.

"What does it say Harry?" Hermione asked him eagerly.

"He wants me to meet him." He said, trying to look confused.

"Well, if you need me to hex him or anything for you, just ask! Well, gotta go!" He watched her as she practically skipped down the hallway. Remind me to never piss that girl off.

Monday night, week 2, Quidditch pitch

Harry watched as Draco approached. Or rather, he watched as Draco approached in his body. That was weird. "Malfoy. You're here."

"You didn't think I'd miss this did you?"

"Are you goin' queer on me Malfoy?" Harry asked nervously.

"When did you figure it out? Harry, I confess! I'm madly in love with you! Excuse me, but no. You know as well as I do that something weird is going on here. What are we going to do about it?"

"I have no idea. All I know is that I want my body back!" He tried to stay calm, but it didn't work very well."

"Jeez Potter! Calm down! Don't have a cow."

"Moo." He replied sarcastically. When he saw Draco's annoyed look, he smirked a little. " Chill, Malfoy, It's just a joke. What are the sons of Death eaters not allowed to joke." He was surprised at the scared look on Draco's face. "What?"

"Well one- you're right, we're not. And two- You look so much like me right now it's scaring me. Stop smirking dammit!"

Suddenly Harry erupted into laughter, then stopped, surprised. Malfoy's laughter sounded so strange. Then he brightened up. "I have an idea!"

"Congratulations. I know those don't happen often."

"Shut up ass hole. Why don't we ask Hermione. She knows everything. Stupid mudblood."

"Did you just say what I think you just said?"

"Oh my god. I just called Hermione a mudblood. Something's not right here."

"We've gotta find her."

Here's a little filler chapter for all you people, I kinda have writer's block with this, and as really close to removing it, but i came up with this. Please Review! and any ideas are REALY APRECIATED!