Yes, there will be more H/HG action soon, very soon, like this-chapter soon. Which is long so you'll just have to wait just a little bit longer, I'm sorry…

XO Moonsong – You reviewed my Prefect bathroom scene Fic. That was a one shot. I am glad you liked it though… Well at least it's a one-shot for a now.

HarryPotterknoitall – The Fred-likes-threesomes thing is just a joke. I really don't think he does, well he might, but w/e. Not in this Fic. Oh and thanks loads for the prank.

peachie1st – Thanks loads for the waning. I had no idea. I promise I won't do it a again… I wouldn't want to be kicked off or anything. That would sux big time.

snoop-dogg – Pretty please with sugar on top…. bats eyelash fetchingly Tell me the other prank idea. I don't mind perverted sometimes and I love getting people into trouble… Please!

Sillyli'lplum – That's okay, I'm just glad you're back and reviewing again. And btw that was a great prank idea… hmmm chapter after next… I wonder….

Now, I have a request. I am stocking up on pranks for future reference… So Please Help me! I NEED PRANKS! I know I haven't use all the ones you gave me before but I still need some more. I am still going to use some of the others so don't feel like they weren't good…

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Frankie

Oh and P.S. Cuz? If you're reading this… I haven't texted you cause I don't have a phone right now I get it back Friday 26th o' March. A Brand new Samsung (spelling?) Video-Picture-Camera-Phone. Hehe can't wait! So yea…

Now on with the Chappie…

Chapter 12 – Story-Telling, Shocks, and Morphing

When Sirius and Remus got back to the Gryffindor common room, they were greeted by cheering and applauding. They smiled sheepishly around and went to sit by the fire. Well Remus did anyway. Sirius grinned at everyone and answered someone's question loudly, "Well, as much as I'd love to do that again, I don't think the headmaster would approve. Do you?" With that, he went and joined Remus and the others.

As soon as Padfoot sat down, Harry entered the room. He came up to them and sat down. When everyone was settled, Fred asked, "Well, what did you three find? Is… Harry's theory reality or not?"

Hermione began to weave her truthful tale. "Well, See. This is what happened.

"We were sitting in the Great Hall waiting for the cue. When we heard the loud voices, we waited for the perfect moment. It came soon enough, so we slipped under the Cloak and left the hall."

"Where were you going? I still don't get it… Wait was that whole elaborate fight was staged so you could go invade Malfoy's bedroom?" Fred asked, frowning. Harry stiffened.

"Well, when you put it like that it sounds kinda kinky. Fred, you really are sick. Just because you have a thing for threesomes, doesn't mean—"

"Harry, you are a sick piece of shit, you know that? Will you let that drop? I do not have a thing for threesomes!" He had turned slightly pink.

Harry just snickered. "Hehe. Sniggle!"

This time, everyone turned to stare at Harry strangely. "Uh, Mate? What The Fuck is a Sniggle?"

"Well, if you ask Sputzo, your answer will be "It's not a giggle, because I'm far too many to giggle, and not a snigger." But I think it's got something to do with fishing or hunting or something. I, however, like Sputzo's answer better. Yea, anyway. Please continue, Hermione!"

"Ooookay. So. Getting back to the topic at hand, we slipped out of the hall, making sure no one noticed and followed, Of course. We somehow found our way directly to Malfoy's room. We…Hey wait just a second. Harry How on earth did you know Malfoy's password?"

Everyone looked at him; Fred smirked and said, "Now, you get a taste of your own meds, Harry. Cheating on Hermione, are we? Going on late night visits to old ferret-boy's rooms, huh?"

Harry, who had flushed slightly pink, turned an odd shade of green at this comment. "Fred, that has to be one of the most vile, vulgar, coarse, filthy, crude, lewd, foul, disgusting, offensive things you have ever said in your life. And I think I might be sick."

"I quite agree with you, mate!" Ron nodded looking slightly green himself.

"Okay, before you continue Mione, I believe we should make it a rule. For the rest of the day, No More sexual or fetish-related or homosexual comments involving Mr. Malfoy or anyone else for that matter. Agreed?" Remus interjected. They all nodded.

"Wow, Harry, I'm very proud of you broadening your vocabulary even if it happened to be with slightly nadir (can I use this word like this? I dunno) terms as the ones you employed, however I believe this may be a step in the right direction to expand your knowledge to encompass more textual cleverness as well as acumens. (Dunno if I can use this word like this either, but she sounds smart, right?)."

"Huh?"

"Oh never mind, really, you two!"

"I concur, Hermione." Moony nodded.

"Oh God, No! Now there are two of them. Merlin Save us!"

"Oh, shut up, Wolfypoo!" She smirked and Ron's ears turned red. "Now back to the story I was telling before I was so rudely interrupted. Hey!" She turned to Harry. "Lover, you never answered my question." She said in a sing-songy voice.

"Hah!" Fred said, triumphantly.

"Oh stuff it, threesome-lover. I knew Malfoys password because… well, this is gonna sound weird, but I picked it. And he picked mine."

Hermione's eyebrows flew up. Ron choked. Sirius and Remus looked at one another with an odd expression. George chuckled and Fred let out another triumphant "Hah!"

Harry stood and stalked over to Fred. Getting right up in his face, Harry hissed in a very dangerous voice, "Fredrick Weasley, Shut the Fuck up. I am not fucking gay. I think that is so unbelievably disgusting and fucked-up that it not even funny. If you make on more fucking comment about it, I swear to God I will fucking hex you into next fucking week. And I could too. I have been practicing advanced curses and hexes. So Shut. The. Fuck. Up." He went back and sat down. The laughter had drained out of George's face and Fred actually looked slightly frightened.

"Uh, Harry?" Hermione said in a small voice. "What was all that about?"

"Really?" Harry shook his head and slumped, dejectedly down into the chair. "I have no idea. Maybe I'm going insane. This whole thing started with that fucking dare of Dra- Malfoy's."

"Which one?"

"No. It wasn't for the S-G Marauders. It was just for me. God, I hate pride. I just couldn't refuse, now I could? No, of course not. The Almighty Harry Potter never refuses a dare. Merlin, h-uh I'm an idiot." He looked up to see them staring at him. Realizing what he said, he looked taken aback. "Where the hell did that come from?"

"The only person I have heard call you The Almighty Harry Potter or anything similar is Malfoy. What is going on?"

"Well, see the dare, it… You know what? Hang on a sec. What time is it?"

"About ten of one. Why?"

"Good almost on the hour. Not due to switch… I'll be right back. Stay here." With that, Harry got up and walked out of the common room. They all looked at each other thinking the same thing: What was up with Harry?

A few minutes later, Harry came back in looking like he'd been running. Behind, Draco Malfoy entered the Gryffindor Common Room. He looked around and smiled. They both cam over and sat down, ignoring the mixture of curious and hateful looks they were getting.

"Uh, Why don't you explain?" Harry said turning to Malfoy.

The blonde nodded and turned to the group. "Well you see, we had this dare, Uh Ron, Hermione, do you remember in second year when we made that potion in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom?"

The two who had been addressed nearly fell off their chairs. "How the fuck…?"

Harry made a small noise then cut in, "Uh people? How we all go up to the boys' dorm and talk about this? Something is gonna happen in about two minutes that I'd rather didn't happen out here." He looked pointedly around at the large gathering of students. Nodding the group rose, still slightly shocked, and trooped up to the dorm.

Just as they closed and charmed the door, something odd began to happen to both Harry and Draco. Harry' hair was beginning to lighten and straighten itself out, while Draco's started sticking out at odd angles and darken considerably. When both their skins began to bubble, Hermione screamed suddenly, and then cried, "Oh My God! They've both taken Polyjuice Potion! We've been talking to Malfoy for the past hour!

A shocked silence followed this proclamation. Finally, before the group, stood Harry dressed in Slytherin robes and Malfoy dressed in Gryffindor robes. They turned to look at each other warily and Harry burst out laughing. "Ha-ha… You look, ha-ha, ridicules!"

Malfoy looked at him oddly, "That looks strangely fitting. Maybe you were supposed to be in Slytherin."

This innocent comment caused Harry's laughter to dry up. His face became clouded and he looked at his feet. "I almost was."

Every person in the room gasped, with the exception of Ron who already knew. They stared at Harry rather blankly for a moment. He looked around at the wary expressions that were being given him, and said hotly, "What? I'm a Gryffindor, alright?" Malfoy snickered. "I am the heir to Godrick Gryffindor, for Merlin's sake! I fucking pulled his frigging sword out of the damn sorting hat! I'm more of a Gryffindor then half of you!"

"And that's how we know you should have been in Slytherin." The Slytherin interjected, with a grin.

"Shut the fuck up, ferret-boy!"

Malfoy scowled.

"Why the hell did you switch places?" Sirius asked, breaking up the little fight.

"Like I said, it was a dare." Malfoy replied. "We had been having an argument a couple of month ago, when he said something like 'You will never know what it is like to be me so don't you dare…' something or other. A dare and I took it. We started brewing the position two different batches of the potion the next day."

"Why two?"

"So we could be in the same room for one batch and separate for the other. Now we've used both batches and-"

"What!" Hermione cried at the same time Ron asked nervously, "When was the other one used?"

"Last week, why?" Harry looked at Ron quizzically. Ron paled and looked at Malfoy. He was smiling maliciously.

"Fuck!" Ron muttered. "Now that torn it."

"What is going on Ron?"

"Weasel, here, just realized it was me and not you he told a secret too. He happened to tell me, while I was being you, that he fancied Pansy Parkinson." He sniggled, loudly. "Sniggle, Sniggle, Sniggle!"

"What the Fuck! Has everyone heard of this Sniggle thing before, except us?" George exclaimed exasperatedly.

"Probably" Harry said and turned back to his two year-mates.

Before he could say another word, however, Hermione jumped in. "Can we just get on with the original story please. Harry now that you are really here, I was telling everyone what happened when we… Uh-Oh!" She shot a nervous glance at Malfoy.

"Yes, I have been meaning to ask you about that...

I apologize for not using two of the snippets. They will be in the next chapter. The plot twist I added made it impossible to use them here. And no the whole Poly-juice-Potion-Bet was not planned. It just sorta happened. It does however change the story a little. Anyway…

I would just like to say my computer thinks this chapter and A/N has a Flesch-Kincaid reading level of 3.6 and dropping with every use of the F-word. Hehe!

PLEASE REVIEW! I'm begging you! Anyway again…thank you to everyone who did review