A.N. I'd like to thank EVERYONE who has reviewed! Your guys are soo sweet. I've never gotten this many reviews in one day before. I still need a beta reader! Please don't hesitate to volunter.
Shout Outs:
catsncritters- this chapter should answer your question for me! lol but I can go ahead and tell you that you are right on the nail.
Lela Malfoy- Thanks again girl! You tell me exactly what he thinks about this.
Helen- I know that I'm making Draco's life out to be realy hard and depresing, but it's only because of my stange thinking that Draco's only the way he is because of the pressure put on him by his dad.
Caet Rae- I totaly agree with you! DRACO/HARRY all the way baby! Hope this is what you wanted. ::evil smile::
Also special thanks to : cresent, Shiroki, Olusha, Momo, and Ishino Raruke for all of your wonderful reviews!
Now onto the story!
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CHAPTER TWO: Waking Up
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Harry's P.O.V. -
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"Draco?" a voice echoed inside my head, "Draco, wake up."
'Why is he calling me Draco?' I thought as I struggled to regain conscience.
"Go away, I'm not Draco." I mumbled without opening my eyes.
"Draco, come on. Wake up. What's wrong?" this time I placed the voice, Snape.
"What?! Professor!" I screamed sitting up straight in bed, the voice that was coming out of me wasn't my own!
"Whoa! Calm down Draco." I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked over to see Snape sitting on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong?"
"I... I... " my eyes met Severus's and it was obvious that he was worried.
"Goyle burst into my priviate chambers yelling about there being something wrong with Malfoy," he explained, "I came as fast as I could. When I got here I was told that you kept saying that you weren't Draco and they couldn't wake you up."
"I... I don't... I'm fine... Er... " I stumbled over my words as I ran my fingers through Draco's hair. I noticed exactly how long it had gotten. It easily reached his lower back.
"Draco!"
"You can leave Professor... "
"Since when did you call me Professor?" he interupted, his face a mixture of humor and question.
"Ummm... what do you want me to call you?"
I heard Crabbe laugh and Goyle say, "See what I mean Severus, He's lost his mind."
"Draco, mabey you should get up and come to breakfast. It might made you feel better."
"Severus?" It felt finny calling him that to his face.
"Yea?"
'Think fast, Potte.' I thought quickly.
"I'm sorry. I just feel dearanged lately."
"Understandable." he said getting up and heading towards the door, "If you need to talk about... anything. Let me know. Ok?"
"Sure... " I looked at Draco's smooth perfect hands. When I looked up he was aleady gone and Crabbe was pulling me up out of bed, fussing at me for falling asleep in my school robes for the sixth time in the past two weeks.
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Draco's P.O.V. -
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I yawned, bringing my hands up to my eyes to clear the dried tears away. First thing I noticed was my hands. No longer were they pale and delicate, but rough and somewhat darker and complection.
"That's strange." I said out loud.
"What is?" Ron Weasly said sticking his head in the curtians... maroon curtians.
"Aaawwww... " I'm in Potter's room... In Potter's BODY!
"Right... " Weasly muttered, "Come on we're going to the library with Hermione this morning before breakfast. Remember?"
"No."
Weasley shot me an 'eat dirt' look before he left me to myself again and I could just barely hear Longbottom say, "At least he's truthful?"
'Ok, Malfoy. Think. If your Potter.... then Potter must be 'you' and if he's you then... Where would I be at 6:30 in the a.m.? Just waking up. So I would be in my room, safe, behind my green curtians.'
I laughed to myself for that one, here I am trapped inside of my object of obsession and all I care about is that I didn't have my green curtains. The curtians that were the only thing greener than Harry's eyes.
I suddenly got the urdge to look in the mirror to see if I realy was inside of his body. Jumping up out of bed I noticed for the first time that I didn't have a shirt on.
'Damn.... Potter. Your finner than I though.' my eyes went wide when I realised what I had just thought. 'Better stop before I get a little to excited.'
Weasly must have noticed the strange look on my face because he instently went on about how he had found me fully dressed, shoes and all, and had changed me out of my school clothes.
"I thought you would be more comfortable in your pajamas." he finaly finished.
"Thanks, Ron." I smiled at the red head trying to act like Potter would, but truth be told I wasn't sure he felt about Ron changing him. Why did Weasly think it was a big deal? Does he know something that would make changing Harry's clothes a big deal? If so what?
'This is neat,' I thought turning my head so that nobody would see me blush. 'But I have to find Potter.'
"You and Gra... Hermione, go on down there. I'll meet you in a little while."
"Sure, later." he called over his shoulder as he left the room.
I can't believe this! I'm Harry Potter. The boy who lived. The boy who has everything. Dummbledore's pet. Sirius's godson. Harry doesn't have to worry about what his father thinks of him, because James Potter isn't here to lecture him about his choices and I don't think he would have carred any way. Nobody seems to think that Harry can do anything wrong. Not even Severus. He just pretends not to like him because of the fact that he knows how I feel about Harry.
Quickly I dressed into his robes. It felt strange putting on something that had the Gryffindor seal on it, but untill I could talk to Harry and figure out exactly what has happened and fix it, I'd have to get used to it.
Without a moment of hesitation a walked into the common room and tood a good lood around. Unlike Slytherin's common room, it's walls were made of polished wood, not stone, and instead of echoing, my footsteps seemed to make little or no sound at all.
"Alright Malfoy," I whispered to myself, "Let's fix this."
Although I was unsure about whether or not I really wanted to become myself again or not.
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Harry's P.O.V. -
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It only took about fifteen minutes for me to get over the shock of waking up as my crush and I now sat on the floor going threw Draco's trunk trying to find his tie.
'He must have taked it off before he fell asleep, but where did he put it?' I though as I pushed another book out of the way. It was the third one like it that I had seen in here, but I was in too much of a hurry to open one of them.
"Draco! Hurry up will you? Your usualy up and dressed before we even get up." Goyle said as he ate anothe sugar cookie from a cookie tin that say on the bed next to him. I could barely read Draco's name on the attached note.
"Where'd you get those?" I bravely asked hoping that Draco hadn't given them to him earlier.
"Ohh... these?" he muttered so that I could barely hear him. "They came by owl this morning. I figured that since you never care about the cookies that as long as I saved the letter for you... you wouldn't care."
He threw the letter in my direction and it landed at my feet.
'I shouldn't read Draco's mail. That's his buisness, not mine.' I thought as I placed the letter inside of the pocket in my cloak, ignoring a piece of paper that was already in there. 'I'll read it later.'
"Goyle?"
"Yea?" his eyes fixed on mine and for a momet it seemed like he was seeing right through me.
"Have you seen my tie?" I broke the stare feeling very uncomfortable.
"You didn't have it on when you came back to the common room last night. I figured you'd left it in Pansy's room."
My stomach turned at that. I'd forgotten about Malfoy's little 'reputation.' What was I suppost to do now? Just waltz right into the girls room and ask if I had left my tie in there, but at the moment it seemed like the only thing that I could do. Slowly I walked to the door and went into the hall.
'Wow! The girls rooms are on the same side as the boys.' although at the moment that didn't seem like a big deal to me.
Walking up to the room labled 'Girls 7th Years,' and slowly opened the door.
"Draco! What are you doing in here? You know that we are usally changing at this time." a girl that I didn't know said in a tone that sounded like she wasn't as mad as she was tring to act.
"I... I... Ummm... Is Pansy in here? I need to ask her something." I blushed looking at my feet.
"Silly boy. She's right there." she pointed at the other side of the room where sure anoth, Pansy stood looking at me curiously. "Pansy, I seem to have lost... my .... "
"Your tie?" she winked at me. What the hell did that mean!
"Yes! Do you have it?" I silently prayed that she would have it and that she would give it to me without any trouble.
"Of course, come over here I need to talk to you." she nodded her head towards the corner of the room.
"What about?" I nerviously asked after we had both relocated ourselves out of the other girls way.
"You know very well what about." she said between her teeth, "How much longer do you want me to keep doing this?"
"Doing what?" What on Earth is she talking about.
"Hanging onto pieces of your clothing every now and then to make it look like you've slept with someone!"
I was speechless. So Draco wasn't as bad as he told everyone? He just had Pansy and other girls cover for him?
"I... I... " I grabbed my tie out of her hand and ran out of the room without once looking back, making a mental note to bring this up with Draco over breakfast. I had to find out what had caused this and how to fix it before I found out anything else about him and more importantly, before he found out anything about me.
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A.N. Chapter two is up! Give me some ideas about what you want to happen to the guys in chapter 3. Love all, SlytherinDreams.
Shout Outs:
catsncritters- this chapter should answer your question for me! lol but I can go ahead and tell you that you are right on the nail.
Lela Malfoy- Thanks again girl! You tell me exactly what he thinks about this.
Helen- I know that I'm making Draco's life out to be realy hard and depresing, but it's only because of my stange thinking that Draco's only the way he is because of the pressure put on him by his dad.
Caet Rae- I totaly agree with you! DRACO/HARRY all the way baby! Hope this is what you wanted. ::evil smile::
Also special thanks to : cresent, Shiroki, Olusha, Momo, and Ishino Raruke for all of your wonderful reviews!
Now onto the story!
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CHAPTER TWO: Waking Up
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Harry's P.O.V. -
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"Draco?" a voice echoed inside my head, "Draco, wake up."
'Why is he calling me Draco?' I thought as I struggled to regain conscience.
"Go away, I'm not Draco." I mumbled without opening my eyes.
"Draco, come on. Wake up. What's wrong?" this time I placed the voice, Snape.
"What?! Professor!" I screamed sitting up straight in bed, the voice that was coming out of me wasn't my own!
"Whoa! Calm down Draco." I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked over to see Snape sitting on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong?"
"I... I... " my eyes met Severus's and it was obvious that he was worried.
"Goyle burst into my priviate chambers yelling about there being something wrong with Malfoy," he explained, "I came as fast as I could. When I got here I was told that you kept saying that you weren't Draco and they couldn't wake you up."
"I... I don't... I'm fine... Er... " I stumbled over my words as I ran my fingers through Draco's hair. I noticed exactly how long it had gotten. It easily reached his lower back.
"Draco!"
"You can leave Professor... "
"Since when did you call me Professor?" he interupted, his face a mixture of humor and question.
"Ummm... what do you want me to call you?"
I heard Crabbe laugh and Goyle say, "See what I mean Severus, He's lost his mind."
"Draco, mabey you should get up and come to breakfast. It might made you feel better."
"Severus?" It felt finny calling him that to his face.
"Yea?"
'Think fast, Potte.' I thought quickly.
"I'm sorry. I just feel dearanged lately."
"Understandable." he said getting up and heading towards the door, "If you need to talk about... anything. Let me know. Ok?"
"Sure... " I looked at Draco's smooth perfect hands. When I looked up he was aleady gone and Crabbe was pulling me up out of bed, fussing at me for falling asleep in my school robes for the sixth time in the past two weeks.
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Draco's P.O.V. -
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I yawned, bringing my hands up to my eyes to clear the dried tears away. First thing I noticed was my hands. No longer were they pale and delicate, but rough and somewhat darker and complection.
"That's strange." I said out loud.
"What is?" Ron Weasly said sticking his head in the curtians... maroon curtians.
"Aaawwww... " I'm in Potter's room... In Potter's BODY!
"Right... " Weasly muttered, "Come on we're going to the library with Hermione this morning before breakfast. Remember?"
"No."
Weasley shot me an 'eat dirt' look before he left me to myself again and I could just barely hear Longbottom say, "At least he's truthful?"
'Ok, Malfoy. Think. If your Potter.... then Potter must be 'you' and if he's you then... Where would I be at 6:30 in the a.m.? Just waking up. So I would be in my room, safe, behind my green curtians.'
I laughed to myself for that one, here I am trapped inside of my object of obsession and all I care about is that I didn't have my green curtains. The curtians that were the only thing greener than Harry's eyes.
I suddenly got the urdge to look in the mirror to see if I realy was inside of his body. Jumping up out of bed I noticed for the first time that I didn't have a shirt on.
'Damn.... Potter. Your finner than I though.' my eyes went wide when I realised what I had just thought. 'Better stop before I get a little to excited.'
Weasly must have noticed the strange look on my face because he instently went on about how he had found me fully dressed, shoes and all, and had changed me out of my school clothes.
"I thought you would be more comfortable in your pajamas." he finaly finished.
"Thanks, Ron." I smiled at the red head trying to act like Potter would, but truth be told I wasn't sure he felt about Ron changing him. Why did Weasly think it was a big deal? Does he know something that would make changing Harry's clothes a big deal? If so what?
'This is neat,' I thought turning my head so that nobody would see me blush. 'But I have to find Potter.'
"You and Gra... Hermione, go on down there. I'll meet you in a little while."
"Sure, later." he called over his shoulder as he left the room.
I can't believe this! I'm Harry Potter. The boy who lived. The boy who has everything. Dummbledore's pet. Sirius's godson. Harry doesn't have to worry about what his father thinks of him, because James Potter isn't here to lecture him about his choices and I don't think he would have carred any way. Nobody seems to think that Harry can do anything wrong. Not even Severus. He just pretends not to like him because of the fact that he knows how I feel about Harry.
Quickly I dressed into his robes. It felt strange putting on something that had the Gryffindor seal on it, but untill I could talk to Harry and figure out exactly what has happened and fix it, I'd have to get used to it.
Without a moment of hesitation a walked into the common room and tood a good lood around. Unlike Slytherin's common room, it's walls were made of polished wood, not stone, and instead of echoing, my footsteps seemed to make little or no sound at all.
"Alright Malfoy," I whispered to myself, "Let's fix this."
Although I was unsure about whether or not I really wanted to become myself again or not.
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Harry's P.O.V. -
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It only took about fifteen minutes for me to get over the shock of waking up as my crush and I now sat on the floor going threw Draco's trunk trying to find his tie.
'He must have taked it off before he fell asleep, but where did he put it?' I though as I pushed another book out of the way. It was the third one like it that I had seen in here, but I was in too much of a hurry to open one of them.
"Draco! Hurry up will you? Your usualy up and dressed before we even get up." Goyle said as he ate anothe sugar cookie from a cookie tin that say on the bed next to him. I could barely read Draco's name on the attached note.
"Where'd you get those?" I bravely asked hoping that Draco hadn't given them to him earlier.
"Ohh... these?" he muttered so that I could barely hear him. "They came by owl this morning. I figured that since you never care about the cookies that as long as I saved the letter for you... you wouldn't care."
He threw the letter in my direction and it landed at my feet.
'I shouldn't read Draco's mail. That's his buisness, not mine.' I thought as I placed the letter inside of the pocket in my cloak, ignoring a piece of paper that was already in there. 'I'll read it later.'
"Goyle?"
"Yea?" his eyes fixed on mine and for a momet it seemed like he was seeing right through me.
"Have you seen my tie?" I broke the stare feeling very uncomfortable.
"You didn't have it on when you came back to the common room last night. I figured you'd left it in Pansy's room."
My stomach turned at that. I'd forgotten about Malfoy's little 'reputation.' What was I suppost to do now? Just waltz right into the girls room and ask if I had left my tie in there, but at the moment it seemed like the only thing that I could do. Slowly I walked to the door and went into the hall.
'Wow! The girls rooms are on the same side as the boys.' although at the moment that didn't seem like a big deal to me.
Walking up to the room labled 'Girls 7th Years,' and slowly opened the door.
"Draco! What are you doing in here? You know that we are usally changing at this time." a girl that I didn't know said in a tone that sounded like she wasn't as mad as she was tring to act.
"I... I... Ummm... Is Pansy in here? I need to ask her something." I blushed looking at my feet.
"Silly boy. She's right there." she pointed at the other side of the room where sure anoth, Pansy stood looking at me curiously. "Pansy, I seem to have lost... my .... "
"Your tie?" she winked at me. What the hell did that mean!
"Yes! Do you have it?" I silently prayed that she would have it and that she would give it to me without any trouble.
"Of course, come over here I need to talk to you." she nodded her head towards the corner of the room.
"What about?" I nerviously asked after we had both relocated ourselves out of the other girls way.
"You know very well what about." she said between her teeth, "How much longer do you want me to keep doing this?"
"Doing what?" What on Earth is she talking about.
"Hanging onto pieces of your clothing every now and then to make it look like you've slept with someone!"
I was speechless. So Draco wasn't as bad as he told everyone? He just had Pansy and other girls cover for him?
"I... I... " I grabbed my tie out of her hand and ran out of the room without once looking back, making a mental note to bring this up with Draco over breakfast. I had to find out what had caused this and how to fix it before I found out anything else about him and more importantly, before he found out anything about me.
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A.N. Chapter two is up! Give me some ideas about what you want to happen to the guys in chapter 3. Love all, SlytherinDreams.
