A/N: WOW! I am so sorry for abandoning this story. But i'm back! The past 8 months or so have been crazy, but I have been wanting to get back to fic writing... and now I think I finally can. I'll do my best to have regular updates. Thanks for reading and sticking with me! I appreciate the reviews, please keep it up!

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Chapter Four: Confrontations

The two boys stared at each other for what seemed like days before either uttered another word. Confusing, anger, and curiosity were plauging both of their minds.

At last, Draco spoke, "How did you do this?" He spat. "How did you manage to pull this off without anyone knowing?"

Harry cut him off, "ME? Me pull this off? Are you out of your fucking mind? Why would I want to be you? Why in hades would I want you to be me? I don't know what you're playing at but you better end this sick joke quick!"

"You think I did this? Why would I want to be a filthy half-breed like you?" Draco's defenses were going up, he was getting angry. He slowly grasped in his pocket for the end of his wand.

"Well who the fuck is playing this sick game with us then? I want someone to explain!" Harry was flat out yelling, the pale skin of the body he was inside flushed red with anger.

Draco jumped to his feet, thrust his wand at Harry's face, "STOP YELLING AT ME. I don't know how this happened, I don't know what to do! I had nothing to do with this. I want it put straight more than you do, I'm sure.. so JUST FIX IT!" He couldn't control himself. Neither of the boys had ever dreamed they would be in this situation.

Harry quickly felt for his wand, his eyes darted around the corridor and fell onto the wooden object laying nearly ten feet away. 'It must have flown out of my pocket when we fell.' Quicky assessing the situation, Harry decided to handle it calmly. Fighting and firing curses at each other would do neither of them any good, especially seeing as how they were in each other's bodies. "Look Malfoy, let's just be calm about this. Neither of us know what happened and neither of us know how to fix it. Why don't we just go to the headmaster and ask him?"

"He's away, remeber?" Draco was trying to calm himself down. He kept his wand arm streached out, ready to hex Harry if the situation worsened.

The boy is Draco's body frowned. "Well, what do we do then?" He demanded.

"Professor Snape." Draco stated, surpressing a smile. He could only imagine what the professor would do to Harry when this whole situation was over. He could find some way to blame the other boy so maybe he would lose house points, or even get expelled!

"NO WAY!" Harry bellowed. "He's extract my soul and throw it away or something! He'd find some way to torture me, make it as painful as possible. No."

Draco smiled, he hadn't thought of that. 'Oh this is gonna be good.' He thought to himself.

"McGonagall, she's the Transfiguration teacher so of course she will know how to help us!" The two boys continued to argue about which teacher they would first approach for help, but eventually agreed to take the matter to McGonagall first.

Draco grabbed hold of Harry's shirt right before enterting the professor's office. "I think we should be careful, if she knows we have switched bodies we'll be in for it. You saw how angry she got yesterday! We're in our seventh year, I don't want to be expelled when I'm nearly done with this place anyway."

"Well what are you saying we do?" Harry asked, knowing that Draco was right but not wanting to admit it.

"I say that I go in alone, ask her what she knows about spells and curses that cause people to switch bodies. Ask her how to fix it, tell her I'm doing research or something. She wouldn't believe 'Draco' if youI said that." Before Harry could protest, the Slytherin added, "Just let me do it. I'll get whatever information I can. We'll piece a solution together."

"Whatever." Harry replied, still not able to give into Malfoy being right.

Draco knocked on the office door, waited until he herd a stiff voice reply with "Enter", and he walked into the room leaving Harry slumped against a wall outside.

"What can I do for you Mister Potter?" McGonagall asked, surveying him.

"Well I was wondering... you see, I'm doing a reseach paper, and I was wanting to know what you could tell me about switching, or transfiguring into someone else's body?" He eyed her nervously, gauging her reaction. He continued, "Like spells that cause people to switch, curses.. something like that. I thought you would be the person to ask."

"And what class is this for, may I ask?" She replied curtley.

"Er.. Defense Against the Dark Arts." Draco replied, that seemed the natural choice.

"Well, I see. Since this is a school assignment, I am not at liberty to give you the information you seek. I can, however, point you in the right direction. You may find something that will be of help in the book 'Famous Swaps Since the Sixteenth Century' by a mister Charles Switchell . It would also be wise to check the restricted section of the library, perhaps looking in the rare spells section? I believe there is a book entitled 'The Source for Rare Spells and Counter-Spells' written by Sal Wandworth."

"Thank you, Professor." He replied, this wasn't quite the response he had hoped to get but it was a start. 'It shouldn't be too hard to fix this.' He thought to himself.

"Is that all Mister Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Yes ma'am."

"Well good luck and I will see you in class then." She replied, and turned back to the roll of parchment she had been scribbling on when he arrived.

Draco took his que to leave but thought he noticed a faint smile on the professor's lips as he closed the door.

"So, what did she say?" Harry demanded when Draco rejoined him a moment later. "I can't wait to reverse this!"

"She told me to look in the library, said she wasn't allowed to help." Harry looked angry, but Draco added, "She gave me the name of a couple books and so we should have no problem at all." That seemed to calm him.

"Well I'm starved, breakfast is nearly over. Why don't we go get a bite to eat before looking?" Draco said as they rounded a corner, coming to the entrance of the Great Hall.

"Sure."

"You just pretend to be me, and I'll pretend to be you. It's not that difficult to act like you." He smirked.

"Just be quiet, don't cause drama. Eat quick then meet me in the library. Ok?" Harry could see this being disaterous.

"Me? Cause drama? Never." Draco replied with a twist as he entered the great hall and headed to the Gryffindor table.

'Oh gods.' Thought Harry as he made his way to take a seat at the Slytherin table.