A/N: Sorry this took so long guys. I'll get working on the next chapter as you read this!
Finally, Thursday during breakfast Ginny had given up on spying and searching for the answers and she was going to beat it out of them if she had to. So with out even asking politely for a word, like her mother would have told her to do, she dragged Neville out of the Great Hall for a private word. Once outside of the crowded dining area she took him down a side hall and stopped abruptly.
"Why are all of you seventh years acting so odd?" Ginny sneered with her hand on her hips and her eyes down to slits.
Neville shuddered under her obvious superiority over him and decided it was better to just spill the beans. "Snape made us take a random advanced potion that we had to make. The effects will last a whole week."
"What kind of potions?" Ginny eased up a bit on Neville so he wouldn't faint or wet his pants. After all, prefects weren't supposed to be bullying other students.
"I'm not sure about all of them, but I know I drank a mind reading potion of some sort because I always hear these voices in my head!" Neville glanced at Ginny to see if she was satisfied with the information he had given her but she was now tapping her foot impatiently as well. "Uh… I could tell you that Malfoy took a truth potion, or that Hermione…"
Neville was turning beat red at the mention of Hermione's name.
"What about her? She's my friend Neville, I need to know so if she ever needs my help-"
But that comment made his face turn even redder.
"Neville!"
"Ok – she took Malfoy's potion that makes her randy and unable to stop herself from fulfilling her sexual… urges." He had begun mumbling half way through his sentence but Ginny did eventually get the message.
"Oh my," Ginny grinned. Hermione needed to get off more, she was sometimes a bit too uptight and this may just be the solution. "Well, that's not so bad. What about Harry and Ron?"
Neville looked at his feet and shuffled around nervously. "They're trying to keep this a secret and all – just promise me you won't blab it around or tell anyone that it was me who knew!"
Ginny nodded in assent.
"They took a switching spell!"
"So, Ron's mind is in Harry's body and vice versa?"
Neville nodded so quickly that Ginny thought his head might just roll off. She smiled to herself, well now it all makes sense. Now that she had started smiling it was hard to stop. Should she tell Hermione? It would certainly help her crusade to woo Ron, as if he needed it. She has probably been trying to hit on Harry the poor dear. And it also explained why "Harry" was saying Hermione's name in his sleep – because he wasn't Harry at all, but Ron! It was time for some class 'A' revenge.
"Oh Ginny, I don't know if that's such a good idea. I mean – its Harry and Ron. They will find out what you're up to!"
"Not on my watch they won't."
Ginny left Neville babbling in the hallway and went back to the common room to await a hormone and potion driven Hermione. Sure enough, Hermione came sprinting into the common room twenty minutes before morning classes began and was about to continue on up to her room when Ginny stepped in her way.
"Ginny! Please move," Hermione pleaded.
Instead of stepping aside, Ginny dragged her over to the couch and forced her to sit.
"We need to talk and plot. I can't do this with out you." Ginny sighed.
Hermione looked like she was ready to kill and Ginny tried to swallow down the dry lump in her throat and continue on with her plan.
"I know all about the potions you three took."
Hermione blushed crimson and avoided Ginny's steady gaze. She tried to side step Ginny and run away as quickly as possible, but Ginny had steadied her with a hand on the shoulder.
"It gets worse. Ron and Harry took a switching potion." Ginny braced herself for the worse and almost cringed when all she heard was Hermione breathing. Glancing up at her face however, revealed that Hermione was actually fuming.
"That prat lied to me! If I weren't so bloody randy right now I'd – I'd –"
"I know, I know. But now it's time to think of how to get even." Ginny said, patting Hermione on the shoulder.
Hermione finally calmed down after taking a few deep breathes and nodded her consent. "What'd you have in mind?"
Ginny grinned at her in mirth, "I was thinking…" and so Ginny whispered her plans to her partner in crime, because at Hogwarts, the walls had ears. If their plan were to run smoothly they would need complete secrecy and that meant an additional meeting with one, Neville Longbottom.
So it was during lunch that Ginny attempted to get Neville's attention in a calm matter while everyone else ate around them. After a while of screaming "Neville" over and over in her head he finally locked eyes with her.
We've got our plan set, and I know you know what it is all about so you better not spill the beans Longbottom. Hermione and I trust you. She used her femaleness too get him to comply. It worked with all of the other boys in school; surely Neville would be the same. Sure enough, Neville sighed and faced his plate again, nodding ever so slightly. It seemed that her charms didn't work very well with him, but he understood what it was they had to do, and he had given his consent willingly.
Ginny smiled at her plate and began eating again in a more cheerful manner.
"Oi, Gin, why are you so happy all of a sudden," Ron asked from Harry's body.
"Oh nothing," Ginny grinned at 'Harry'. Ginny caught Hermione's gaze and nodded in affirmation. Let the games begin.
Knowing that the trio had a break after lunch, Hermione dragged them to the common room to hang out for a little while before Defense Against the Dark Arts. Once there Ginny took 'Harry's hand and led him to the couch, and Hermione ran up the stairs, hand in hand with 'Ron' to her Head Girls' room before either could resist. Ginny made it a point to face 'Harry' at the stairwell that they just left up.
"So Harry, I was thinking, did you want to snog or something?" Ginny asked taking the seat across from 'Harry'.
He gave her the most disgusted look on earth, but quickly changed it to one of passiveness. "I don't think that is such a good idea. Besides what if Ron were to walk in on us? He'd beat me close to death!"
Ginny grinned; he was playing into her hands. "Well, you know that's what Ron and Hermione are doing right now. She even told me herself, 'I'm going to shag that man senseless and I won't take "no" for an answer this time'." Ginny tried to do her best Hermione impression that she could muster.
'Harry's face paled noticeably and he tried to stutter out a response, but couldn't because he wasn't able to think of any coherent thought besides his Hermione doing stuff with Harry.
"Yeah, tonight is the night Hermione Granger loses her virginity – wait a minute. She's probably already got him starkers up there!" Ginny said acting shocked with a mild bit of disgust thrown in for good measure.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Ron sprinted up the stairs in a desperate attempt to stop them from doing what Ginny had talked about. He nearly broke down the door in his crusade and no matter what images he had run through his head, he wasn't planning on what he saw in front of him to be it.