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"That's it, I'm going to bed," He muttered quickly to Harry before storming out of the Great Hall to the common room. -She can be a real pain the ass sometimes... I wish there was some way, something I could do to get her back for the things she said- he grumbled in his mind.
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Across the common room in the girls' dormitory, Hermione was having the same exact thoughts about Ron as she curled up in her four poster bed. The next morning came fast for Ron. He didn't expect to get much sleep after his conscience was barging in on his every thought, saying that he should try to apologize to Hermione again, but his mind told him not to. A beam of sunlight hit him on the face from the window, which made his eyes flutter awake. He groaned as he lazily tried sit up with his eyes still glued closed.
He moved his hand along his head to press down his hair. But instead of patting down his short red hair, he felt long bushy curls. His eyes darted open and he jumped out of the bed he was sleeping in. He wanted to scream. Somehow he had gotten into the girls' dormitory. He looked down at his feet as his jaw dropped. He saw a long blue flannel nightgown clinging loosely on "his" body.
He quickly ran over o the mirror and screamed loudly. He could feel his heart racing when he saw that instead of his short messy piercing red hair, he know had long bushy brown curls that lengthed down to his shoulders. Instead of his dark blue eyes, he had shining hazel ones.
"What's wrong with you?" Parvati Patil groaned as she rubbed her eyes obviously had been awoken from the scream.
"Who am I?" Ron said, spinning around towards her, wanting to make sure he was correct with what he saw.
"Hermione, are you feeling all right?" Lavender Brown asked with a sound of bewilderment. Ron grabbed the hair nearest to his scalp, feeling the sudden urge to pull out his un-natural hair that was blooming on his head. He suddenly heard a loud yell coming from the boys' dormitory and raced down the stairs to the common room. He ran into the center of the room to come face to face with... himself.
"AHHHHHH!!!!!" They both screamed loudly. The screamed died down and they looked at each other in horror.
"What happened!" Hermione screamed from Ron's body.
"How the bloody hell should I know!" Ron screamed back.
"This is not good..." Hermione said in a panicky voice. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "This is all just a nightmare... just one REALLY bad nightmare."
Ron pinched himself and yelped. "I don't think it is!" He said as he rubbed his arm where he pinched himself. "So what exactly did you do?"
"What did I do? WHAT DID I DO?!! WHY ARE YOU POINTING FINGERS AT ME!" Hermione said.
"Because you're probably the only one in this damn school that would know how to do something this stupid!" Ron snapped.
"Well you're the only one that would be stupid enough to actually do it!" Hermione yelled back.
"So now you're calling me dumb?!" He said scandalously, pointing to himself ((Which I remind you is Hermione's body))
"No, I'm talking to the couch," she said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
"Fine then..." Ron spat.
"From what I know about a mind switching potion is that it's almost exactly like a Polyjuice potion, except you add a distinct thing in the other persons glass to make you switch lives..." She groaned. "And the only antidote I can think of will take at least... three days."
"But I have a Quidditch game tomorrow!" Ron yelled at her.
"And I have a meeting tomorrow to plan the Winter Ball!" She snapped at him.
"Then what the hell are we supposed to do!" Said Ron, feeling the sudden urge to pull out all of his (Hermione's) hair again.
Hermione sighed. "The only thing we can do..." she said in a calm murmur.
"Oh yeah, what's that!"
"Pretend to be each other until I can make an antidote," she groaned again.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
"Do you have a better idea in that small brain of yours?"
"Hey, at least I'm not nosey and self centered... you... you... nosey and self centered person!" Ron bellowed with a stutter.
"Wait... you're calling me self-centered. What about you? You're the one that's egotistical!" Said Hermione.
"Hey! Don't use big words around me you... arrogant git!" Ron yelled.
"Here you go again calling me that self-centered one, when you in fact you are infatuated with yourself!"
"Wait, I'm confused, what is the point of this argument?"
"You tell me, you're the one who called me a nosey and self-centered person," Hermione said, pointing to Ron.
"Actually, now that I think about it, being in your body might not be so bad after all;" Ron said putting his arms behind his head.
"And why the sudden change of thought," Hermione yelled.
Ron yawned. "Because I could use a vacation... no Quidditch practice to struggle on, all I have to do is plan a stupid ball, and the best part is that I get to sleep in a room full of girls," he grinned. ((A/N: Yes... Ron is a sicko))
"You pervert!" Hermione smacked him. "Oh believe me, Quidditch will be a breeze. All I'll have to do is block a few goals on a broom, please," she said rolling her eyes. "I could do it with my eyes closed and my arms tied.
"HA!" Ron laughed. "Yeah right, you'll probably fall off your broom crying when the Quaffle comes towards you..." Ron quickly frowned. "Wait... that would make ME look bad..."
"HA! So you do only care about yourself and what people think of you!"
"That's not what I meant... I mean..." he glared. "If you're going to make me look bad then I think we should have an equal share..."He snarled.
"What?" She asked with a confused expression.
"I...err... mean..." He blinked rapidly. "That if you're going to make me look bad, then I should just make you look bad too," He said with a smug grin as he crossed his arms.
"Oh yeah!" She snapped.
"Yeah... did you not just hear me?"
"Ron, you ARE dumber then you look."
He sighed. "Now we're back to this again."
"Oh just cork it," she scowled.
"Fine... I hope you enjoy the laughter now, Mione... cause you'll be in pain as soon as you start my life."
"Riiiggghhhttt..." She rolled her eyes.
He grinned and pointed a finger at her. "This is war..."
She furrowed a brow as he began to walk up to the boys' dormitory.
"Your dormitory is that way... Hermione," Hermione said as she began to examine her fingernails. Ron stopped in his place and quickly spun around and walked past his body towards the Girls' Dormitory, mumbling something about self-centered people.
Ron realized that he didn't have to jump the stairs to get up to the Girls' dormitory, but could just casually walk up the steps. -This is going to be a breeze- Ron thought in his mind as he opened the door back to the 7th year dormitory.
"We heard yelling coming from downstairs... what happened?" Lavender asked as Ron stepped in.
"Oh, I just got into a fight with He... Ron," He said, quickly catching himself.
"Ooo, what about?" Parvati squealed.
"Err... nothing really," Ron replied as he walked towards what he knew was Hermione's bed. He quickly spun around towards them. "Um... Parvati, could I borrow something?" He asked with a mischievous grin.
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"That's it, I'm going to bed," He muttered quickly to Harry before storming out of the Great Hall to the common room. -She can be a real pain the ass sometimes... I wish there was some way, something I could do to get her back for the things she said- he grumbled in his mind.
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Across the common room in the girls' dormitory, Hermione was having the same exact thoughts about Ron as she curled up in her four poster bed. The next morning came fast for Ron. He didn't expect to get much sleep after his conscience was barging in on his every thought, saying that he should try to apologize to Hermione again, but his mind told him not to. A beam of sunlight hit him on the face from the window, which made his eyes flutter awake. He groaned as he lazily tried sit up with his eyes still glued closed.
He moved his hand along his head to press down his hair. But instead of patting down his short red hair, he felt long bushy curls. His eyes darted open and he jumped out of the bed he was sleeping in. He wanted to scream. Somehow he had gotten into the girls' dormitory. He looked down at his feet as his jaw dropped. He saw a long blue flannel nightgown clinging loosely on "his" body.
He quickly ran over o the mirror and screamed loudly. He could feel his heart racing when he saw that instead of his short messy piercing red hair, he know had long bushy brown curls that lengthed down to his shoulders. Instead of his dark blue eyes, he had shining hazel ones.
"What's wrong with you?" Parvati Patil groaned as she rubbed her eyes obviously had been awoken from the scream.
"Who am I?" Ron said, spinning around towards her, wanting to make sure he was correct with what he saw.
"Hermione, are you feeling all right?" Lavender Brown asked with a sound of bewilderment. Ron grabbed the hair nearest to his scalp, feeling the sudden urge to pull out his un-natural hair that was blooming on his head. He suddenly heard a loud yell coming from the boys' dormitory and raced down the stairs to the common room. He ran into the center of the room to come face to face with... himself.
"AHHHHHH!!!!!" They both screamed loudly. The screamed died down and they looked at each other in horror.
"What happened!" Hermione screamed from Ron's body.
"How the bloody hell should I know!" Ron screamed back.
"This is not good..." Hermione said in a panicky voice. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "This is all just a nightmare... just one REALLY bad nightmare."
Ron pinched himself and yelped. "I don't think it is!" He said as he rubbed his arm where he pinched himself. "So what exactly did you do?"
"What did I do? WHAT DID I DO?!! WHY ARE YOU POINTING FINGERS AT ME!" Hermione said.
"Because you're probably the only one in this damn school that would know how to do something this stupid!" Ron snapped.
"Well you're the only one that would be stupid enough to actually do it!" Hermione yelled back.
"So now you're calling me dumb?!" He said scandalously, pointing to himself ((Which I remind you is Hermione's body))
"No, I'm talking to the couch," she said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
"Fine then..." Ron spat.
"From what I know about a mind switching potion is that it's almost exactly like a Polyjuice potion, except you add a distinct thing in the other persons glass to make you switch lives..." She groaned. "And the only antidote I can think of will take at least... three days."
"But I have a Quidditch game tomorrow!" Ron yelled at her.
"And I have a meeting tomorrow to plan the Winter Ball!" She snapped at him.
"Then what the hell are we supposed to do!" Said Ron, feeling the sudden urge to pull out all of his (Hermione's) hair again.
Hermione sighed. "The only thing we can do..." she said in a calm murmur.
"Oh yeah, what's that!"
"Pretend to be each other until I can make an antidote," she groaned again.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
"Do you have a better idea in that small brain of yours?"
"Hey, at least I'm not nosey and self centered... you... you... nosey and self centered person!" Ron bellowed with a stutter.
"Wait... you're calling me self-centered. What about you? You're the one that's egotistical!" Said Hermione.
"Hey! Don't use big words around me you... arrogant git!" Ron yelled.
"Here you go again calling me that self-centered one, when you in fact you are infatuated with yourself!"
"Wait, I'm confused, what is the point of this argument?"
"You tell me, you're the one who called me a nosey and self-centered person," Hermione said, pointing to Ron.
"Actually, now that I think about it, being in your body might not be so bad after all;" Ron said putting his arms behind his head.
"And why the sudden change of thought," Hermione yelled.
Ron yawned. "Because I could use a vacation... no Quidditch practice to struggle on, all I have to do is plan a stupid ball, and the best part is that I get to sleep in a room full of girls," he grinned. ((A/N: Yes... Ron is a sicko))
"You pervert!" Hermione smacked him. "Oh believe me, Quidditch will be a breeze. All I'll have to do is block a few goals on a broom, please," she said rolling her eyes. "I could do it with my eyes closed and my arms tied.
"HA!" Ron laughed. "Yeah right, you'll probably fall off your broom crying when the Quaffle comes towards you..." Ron quickly frowned. "Wait... that would make ME look bad..."
"HA! So you do only care about yourself and what people think of you!"
"That's not what I meant... I mean..." he glared. "If you're going to make me look bad then I think we should have an equal share..."He snarled.
"What?" She asked with a confused expression.
"I...err... mean..." He blinked rapidly. "That if you're going to make me look bad, then I should just make you look bad too," He said with a smug grin as he crossed his arms.
"Oh yeah!" She snapped.
"Yeah... did you not just hear me?"
"Ron, you ARE dumber then you look."
He sighed. "Now we're back to this again."
"Oh just cork it," she scowled.
"Fine... I hope you enjoy the laughter now, Mione... cause you'll be in pain as soon as you start my life."
"Riiiggghhhttt..." She rolled her eyes.
He grinned and pointed a finger at her. "This is war..."
She furrowed a brow as he began to walk up to the boys' dormitory.
"Your dormitory is that way... Hermione," Hermione said as she began to examine her fingernails. Ron stopped in his place and quickly spun around and walked past his body towards the Girls' Dormitory, mumbling something about self-centered people.
Ron realized that he didn't have to jump the stairs to get up to the Girls' dormitory, but could just casually walk up the steps. -This is going to be a breeze- Ron thought in his mind as he opened the door back to the 7th year dormitory.
"We heard yelling coming from downstairs... what happened?" Lavender asked as Ron stepped in.
"Oh, I just got into a fight with He... Ron," He said, quickly catching himself.
"Ooo, what about?" Parvati squealed.
"Err... nothing really," Ron replied as he walked towards what he knew was Hermione's bed. He quickly spun around towards them. "Um... Parvati, could I borrow something?" He asked with a mischievous grin.
((A/N: So how'd ya like this chapter? Please read and review! Thank you all of my reviewers!!
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