Body Switch
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Author Note: Chapter Eight!
Well, Hi! Sorry I haven't updated in so long (What happened to the days where I was posting something every week or so :-P But again, school had kind of claimed my life and I haven't been getting much time lately for things I like doing, because of course as it gets nearer to Christmas and therefore summer, I have been spending much more time doing revision for exams and spending time outdoors and at the BEACH! Anyway, without further ado- CHAPTER EIGHT!
Hermione had taken pansy to the hospital wing once she'd woken up, but Pansy was in no fir state to tell anything. It was as if some kind of silencing charm had been put on her. Hermione didn't know what was going on; she didn't recognize any signs out of any books she'd read or out of anything she knew, in simple terms, she had no idea what was going on.
Hermione sat by Pansys bed in the hospital wing, she fiddled with the hem of her Slytherin robes and Looked around the room worriedly. She couldn't wait for pansy to wake up. Madam Pomfrey had given Pansy a potion; she seemed to know what was wrong with her. Hermione looked at her bushy brown hair on her head which was resting on the pillow. Compared to Pansys perfect sleek, black hair, it was a mess, it was untamable and in a word, gross.
She heard a noise behind her and looked around. Harry stood behind her, looking absolutely gorgeous in his Gryffindor robes.
"Hello Potter. Coming to check on your girlfriend" Hermione said, in her best Slytherin impersonation. As she said the last word, she felt a stab of sadness in her chest.
"Parkinson," He said as greeting, with a curt nod of his head, "What are you doing here?"
"I was the one who found her."
"Well then… where were you going, it's my understanding that Hermione was found near Gryffindor Tower."
"If you must know, I have a cousin who is in your filthy house. You may know her. Mabel Parkinson?"
"Yeah, I know her. Second year?"
"Third."
"Ah. Well, erm… you can go now, I'm here to take care of Hermione."
'Aww, that's so cute! He wants me to go away so he can be alone with me!' Hermione thought.
"No such luck Potter, Pomfrey told me I was to stay here until she got back. She's gone to Hagrid's to get some seed of some kind, so I'm staying. I never was one to disobey a teacher."
"Sound an awful lot like this one you do." He said, jabbing a finger in the dirsection of where Pansy was laying.
'More than you know Harry, More than you know.' Hermione thought sadly.
"I refuse to be compared to that slime."
"Oi! You watch yer mouth." Hagrid burst through the door followed by madam Pomfrey.
"Hagrid!" Hermione shrieked. She resisted the urge to jump up and hug him.
"Yer, it's me. An' 'ats Professor Hagrid to yer."
"Oh Yeah, its professor now isn't it?"
"Yep," He said proudly, "It has been since yer third year."
There was a voice coming from the bed now. Pansy had woken up. Her hair was all over the place. And it was her hair, not Hermiones hair. Pansy sat up in a hurry and looked at her body. She was slightly chubby again. She touched her hair, sleek, straight and black. Her robes, Slytherin, her nose, turned up again.
Hermione looked down at her body, Skinny and straight. Her hair was brown, bushy and tangled her nose, straight and not at all snout like. Hermione could barely contain her joy. She approached the bed where Pansy was sitting.
"Back to normal eh?" She said.
"Yeah… can't say I'm disappointed." Hermione replied.
"Could someone please explain what's going on here?" Harry was standing up, a look of utter confusion upon his face.
"You see Harry it's like this…" Pansy began.
"No, Pansy, I'll tell him… I need to have a quiet word with him anyway."
Hermione took Harrys hand and led him out into the corridor and they sat on a stone bench about three metres away from the door of the hospital wing.
"What was that Hermione?" Harry said.
"It's a very long story, and while we're here I may as well tell you it from the beginning. Do you remember when we went to professor Trelawney's tower to get your cloak that day, when her voice went all croaky and she made that prophecy thing?"
"I thought that was her acting…"
"Nope, it meant that because Pansy and I had been arguing a lot, we would be turned into one another until we could manage to do something nice for one another without the other person knowing about it."
"So let me get this straight… You were in Pansys body and Pansy was in yours?"
"Yes. That's right, and it's only now that we've done something nice for one another that we've turned back to ourselves."
"What did you do for Pansy?"
"Got her grades up. They were shocking before I came along. Remind me to ask Pansy what she did for me…"
"Oh, I know that. Well, you know how she broke up with me… as you of course."
"Yes…"
"Well, we'd just met in the corridor; she asked me out again for you… we're back together."
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"Oh… that's wonderful!" She threw her arms around his shoulders and pressed her lips firmly to his. She pulled away and stood up. With a wide smile and a quick wave, she disappeared back into the hospital wing.
Once inside, Hermione looked at Pansy, who had obviously just finished explaining to the crowd what had been going on. She walked up to the other girl who was still in bed and hugged her. She felt Pansys arms grip her. When they let go, Pansy grinned at Hermione. A single tear left Hermiones eye and Pansy wiped it away.
"Thanks Pansy." Hermione said, her voice wavering.
"Anytime, I owed you one."