Body Switch

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Author Note::-D Chapter Nine :-)

Hi Everyone! I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long, I've been swamped with stuff and haven't had much time, but no matter, here's the next chapter. This is number nine, so there'll probably be about six more, so it should be finished by about the end of this month or into the next month… Sorry this chapter's shorter than all the others, I couldn't stretch it out any further! Hope you enjoy, as always no flames and also, thanks for the great reviews! I really appreciate them and keep them coming! On with the show!

After Hogwarts, Harry, Hermione and Ron all moved into a flat in London. Hermione and Pansy weren't exactly friends, but after sharing so much, and being in each others bodies, they couldn't help making a sort of silent agreement to lay off each other and at least be friendly.

Hermione often found she got visions of where Pansy was and what she was doing, which was not really such a good thing, since a lot of the time; she seemed to be with Draco. He and pansy had moved in together not far away from where Harry. Ron and Hermione lived.

Harry and Hermione were an off and on relationship, there was a lot of heart ache on Hermiones part, she wasn't sure what he wanted, and he was always off with other women, she didn't know whether he intended their relationship to be casual or a long term thing, she was often confused about him and what was going on.

Ron had a number of different girlfriends and was never single. He became a Quidditch player of course. In his words "It's not just a sport, it's an art, it's a passion, it's… my one true love." At that, Hermione had rolled her eyes and walked away.

Hermione sat at the kitchen table reading her favorite literacy magazine when Ron walked into the room, a towel wrapped around his waist. Hermione looked up at him briefly before continuing reading.

"Morning Hermione." He said, pouring himself some orange juice.

"Morning." She replied.

"Have a good night last night did you?"

"Not really, I finished my report for the minister, then tried to talk some sense into Harry, but you know how pig headed he is." Hermione didn't even look up from her magazine as she spoke.

"Was that the report on Aurors?"

"Yes it was."

There was a pause in which only the rustle of Hermiones magazine could be heard.

"Aren't you going to ask me about my night?"

Hermione knew full well what he would say.

'Ronald and his girls… he can't stand to be single for even one day. He calls it studliness, I call it insecurity.' She thought to herself but instead said: "How was your night Ronald?"

"Well, me and Cassandra went-"

"I'm sorry, Cassandra?"

"Yeah…"

"I thought it was Mary last night."

"No, that's tomorrow night!"

"Right… carry on." Hermione closed her magazine and put it down in front of her.

"Well me and Cassandra went to the movies-"

"You went to the movies?"

"Yes."

"That's what muggles do."

"I know."

"I didn't even know you knew what the movies were let alone how to get there."

"I didn't."

"I see?"

"Cassandra's a muggle; she chose where we'd go, so she picked me up."

"Right… continue."

"Well we saw the movie and went to have dinner, but then I invited her back here and cooked her something here…"

"You cooked?"

"well, I transfigured it from a few different things in the kitchen."

"Coincidentally, I notice that a lot of the moldy fruit from the fruit bowl is gone."

Ron blushed before continuing.

"Yeah, and then after we'd eaten, she suggested we take a bath, so we did."

"Ron, you realize that it's really dangerous to go in water within an hour of eating?"

"Erm… I thought it was swimming."

"Whatever…"

"Ronald?" there came a high pitched call from upstairs.

"Ron… is she still here?"

"Y-Yes…"

Hermione sighed and shook her head. She stood up and walked out of the kitchen and passed Cassandra on the stairs. She was wearing only underwear and one of Ron's old jumpers.

Cassandra just gave Hermione a dirty look and continued into the kitchen where she and Ron engaged in a long snog session, but Hermione told herself she wasn't eavesdropping, or jealous, she was worried about her friend.

When Hermione was satisfied that they were no longer in each others arms, she began back up the stairs, but before she got to the top, everything went black. She knew what was happening; she was having a 'vision' about Pansy. She couldn't see anything yet, but she could still feel the banister under her fingertips so she gripped it tighter. She could still hear the sounds from the house and she heard footsteps coming towards her, then Harry's voice.

"Hermione? Are you alright?" He said.

"Harry, Pansy…"

But she couldn't get much further because she began to see things… terrible things. She tried to scream but she couldn't hear anything now. Things began to get a bit brighter, and she saw a man standing over pansy, she heard a muttered curse and a flash of green light followed by a spine-tingling scream and Hermione realized it was her who was screaming. She looked around and the harsh light hurt her eyes. She collapsed onto the floor.

"Hermione?" Ron and Cassandra had come out of the kitchen to see what was going on, "Are you alright?"

"Pansy… we need to get to the ministry."

"Why, Hermione, what are you on about?"

"We need to get to the ministry!"

She got up, steadied herself on the banister again and raced back down to the living room where the fireplace was. She took a pinch of floo powder and threw it into the flames.

She stepped into them and said: "Ministry of Magic, Auror Division."