Body Switch

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Author Note: Hi people! Chapter six is going to be a bit all over the place in terms of POVs and friends fighting ECT… And this, my friends, is where I leave you to read the horrible drivel that is 'Body Swap'

PS: This might be a long chapter… hopefully! Because a lot is revealed and a solution comes into play… or it would… if a certain character will just cooperate… ;-) there will be a brief part of the next chapter where a very strange ship (for me to write) takes place… but not for long…  Just thought I'd add that there for good measure… and for suspense's sake.

Trish charged towards the Gryffindor tower, ready to spoil more than one person's day. She just hoped that Luna Lovegood wouldn't ruin it. She reached the fat lady and stopped.

"Is Hermione Granger in there?" Trish demanded.

"Password?" The portrait said lazily.

"I said, is Hermione Granger in there?"

"And I said Password… If you don't have the password, you may not enter."

"I don't want to enter; I want to know if Hermione Granger is in the Gryffindor Tower."

"Well, because of your insolence, I'm not going to tell you… you can just sit there and wait and ask a Gryffindor when they come back. You'll be there a while; most of them have gone outside to play Hide and Seek. I think it's a bit juvenile for the over second years to be playing games like that… personally."

"I don't care." Trish slid down the wall until she was sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest.

"What did you want to ask Miss Granger?" The Fat Lady said.

"That's really none of your business." Trish replied.

"What's your name?"

"Trish."

"Nice to meet you Trish."

"Whatever."

Trish stood up to leave and was pleased to see a dark haired boy coming around the corner.

"What are ye doing here?" He said in a heavy Irish accent. She guessed he was Seamus Finnegan. Her parents knew his mother.

"I'm looking for Hermione Granger?"

"She's in the library."

"Thanks." She knew wherever Pansy was, Hermione would be, and if they were in the library, they were most likely trying to find a new potion or spell to help them with their little problem.

"Okay, same drill, Pansy, you go look in the Potions section this time, maybe you'll find something I didn't see." Hermione ordered, "I'll check the spells… there's got to be something in there… to help us switch ba-" Hermione was cut off when Pansy put her hand over her mouth.

"Shh," She whispered, "I think there's someone behind that bookshelf."

"Pansy, this is a library; there are people behind every bookshelf. Why just the other week I was in here with Draco… he told me he loved me, as in you, of course. So I…"

"I don't want to know." Pansy said, shaking her head. Hermione smiled and said: "Pansy, I'm kidding… I have done nothing with Draco… I promise! Anyway, I don't know what you're so worried about. I'll go and look for charms and spells. You recheck potions."

As Hermione rounded the corner, she was seized by the sleeve of her shirt.

"What are you doing?" Hermione spat angrily.

"I'm Trish; I think there's something you deserve to know… Hermione."

"What are you talking about? I'm not Hermione."

"Quit it, I know about your little problem. I thought you should know that before, in the entrance hall, your boyfriend, Harry, pulled me into a closet and started snogging me."

"What did you say?"

"You heard."

"No… he didn't… he wouldn't…" Hermione felt her eyes start to tear up and she turned away.

There was a thump and another girl came around the bookshelf that held books on Magical creatures. She had dirty Blonde Waist length hair and grey blue eyes.

"Hello, I couldn't help overhearing your conversation… I was just looking at books on Crumple horned snorkaks, because I heard a truly interesting rumor that there were some living near the lake, but anyway, I couldn't help overhearing you telling Hermione here that Harry kissed you," Luna Lovegood said, pointing to Trish, "But I know that he didn't. I heard the conversation and Harry told Trish he couldn't kiss Trish because he was with you." She finished matter-of-factly.

Hermione glared at Trish.

"Is that true?"

"I know your secret. And so does Luna."

"But I know that Luna will do all she can to help Pansy and myself out of this mess."

"You'd better hope I don't tell anyone about your dilemma, Granger, Because if word got out that you'd kissed Draco malfoy… even if it was as Pansy, I don't think your beloved Harry would be too pleased… He might even… break up with you. Happy Spell searching." And With a swish of her cloak, Trish walked off.

"Come on Hermione, let's go and look for a way to get you out of this." Luna said, pulling Hermione along by the sleeve of Pansy's cloak.

"How about: What to do when you don't have a body?" Luna suggested, flicking through the pages of yet another very old looking book.

"We have our bodies; they're just the wrong ones." Pansy said, drumming Hermiones fingers gently on the wooden table.

"Body Swap?"

"Gimme that!" Hermione squeaked, "It says: Once in a while, a true seer will deem two people needy of a body swap. She will make a prophecy about the two and an ancient kind of magic will put them into each others body. It shall be impossible to swap back, no potion, no spell, no enchantment can be used to swap them back so, until they appreciate each other, and do a good endeavor which will do good to the other, with no intention of thanks, praise or reward. Until this deed has been completed, they shall remain the other, and can live their years out that way, it is not an enchantment that will wear off."

Luna and Pansy looked thoughtful.

"The only true seer I can think of that we have contact with is professor Trelawney." Luna said thoughtfully, "Has she said anything… funny to either of you… or had a vision?"

"Yes… she has… Harry and I went to her room to get his cloak… which he'd left there… she said something like… until you understand the other… you will remain the other."

"Well, that's almost exactly what the book said. What do we do?"

"Well I think the book just told us that. We go on living our lives until we have each done something nice for the other. I think that much is obvious."

Hermione lay in bed that night, thoughts rushing through her head. What would she do about the good deed she'd have to do, and would Trish tell the whole school that she'd kissed Draco Malfoy… she had a dull ache of missing in the pit of her stomach.

She missed going to bed under the scarlet canopy of her bed, and she missed mealtime at the Gryffindor table, being sketched by Dean, and she missed Harry. Most of all she missed Harry. She hoped Pansy would take care of him, and do all the things she'd usually do… she hoped beyond hope that she'd be a good Hermione.

Pansy sat in an armchair in front of the fire in the common room. She was contemplating the events of the day, and what had happened. She hoped that Hermione was being a good slytherin, not being to soft in teasing the first years. She hoped also that once she was back in her body, that her and Trish would become friends… and she contemplated the good deed she would need to do to be switched back… and that was when she had an Idea… the best idea in all the world… the best Idea she'd had in a long time… the idea that would make or break her chance to get her body back… Pansy smiled and began her plotting.