Sorry for the long wait... was that actually long? some people leave their storys for like a month than come back! compaired to theirs mines really fast! Anyway enough babble. In this chapter evil people come in. so do arrogant birds and teapots so read away!

Chapter 9:

Hermione watched as Ron gobbled down his food.

"You really should eat something Mione" Ron said spitting food all over the place.

"Aren't you worried about Dr-Harry?" Hermione and Harry had decided not to tell Ron yet, because they didn't know how he would react to it.

"Of course I am! He's just been different lately."

"Hmm, ya he has…" Hermione mumbled as she drifted into thought.

She had noticed that Harry (Draco in Harry's body) had been acting strange lately. She kind of liked the new Harry, or Draco. She still couldn't believe that it had been Draco Malfoy that she'd been snogging for the past week. Though she did find Draco a better boyfriend than Harry was. He paid more attention to her, he was a much better kisser, he was more romantic, he also didn't talk to Ron about Quidditch for four hours every day.

She looked back at Ron, who was seeing if he could chug a mug of pumpkin juice.

"Chug! Chug! Chug!" the other boys were chanting, while all the girls just rolled their eyes.

Hermione closed going back to her thoughts of Draco and Harry. Suddenly she was hit in the face by a warm splash of water. She opened her eyes to find Ron gaping at her.

"Ronald Weasly! What was that about?" She demanded, pumpkin juice dripping from her nose. She waited for a moment before she realized he was gaping at something behind her. She slowly turned around to see Ginny playing tongue tennis with Dean.

Hermione rolled her eyes as Ron leapt up and went to go scold them. He never could accept the fact that Ginny liked guys and that guys liked Ginny.

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Hermione was sitting in the potions class staring blankly at the blackboard. She hadn't been able to think of anything but the blond boy who was in a coma. She didn't even notice Ron's Potion as it bubbled violently beside her.

"Its all your fault! If you hadn't fallen off the astronomy tower he'd be fine!" she scolded herself as she added her chopped up ginger root. "Did he actually like me? Do I like him?" all these questions were running through her head.

The pondered this matter for a while until she came to a conclusion on one thing: if he died she would never forgive herself.

Snape dismissed them rudly. Hermione stood up to find that Ron wasn't there. She whispered to Lavender "Where's Ron?"

"Didn't you see? His potion got on him and now his skin has warts and puss all over it! It's disgusting! Snape sent him to the infirmary" She whispered back

"Oh great! Now because of me Ron's hurt now too! I'm bad luck! Maybe I should go bury myself in the middle of the forest where none would find me. Then nobody would get hurt" She thought as she trudged down the hall to see Ron

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Hermione walked into the infirmary to see Draco's unconscious body lying on a bed beside Ron who looked like a mummy.

"Ron what happened?" Hermione asked as she ran up to him gawking at his bandages. He had bandages head to toe with little holes for eyes

"Igtacdnmskn" Ron mumbled under his bandages

Hermione looked at him and tried to decipher what he had said. She decided that he said 'I got an itch on my shin' she rolled her eyes at him and was about to say something when madam Pomfrey walked in and demanded that Hermione leave because her patient needed sleep.

Before she left she looked at Draco, he looked so helpless. She couldn't bare the thought that it was her that did this to him. She walked slowly down the hallway looking at the cracks in the floor.

She felt a gust of wind as an owl landed on her head.

"Stupid owl get off!" she said as she waved her arms over her head. The owl jumped up, flew on the spot for a minute before landing again and pecking her head

"Get off me You stupid bloody owl!" she said, grabbing the parchment off the birds' leg. It had a wax seal with a big letter M stamped on it. She opened the letter it read:

Dear Mione,

I'm sick of being in Malfoys body! It's so hard to walk down the halls without being groped by millions of girls! I don't even like girls! Pansy's tried to kiss me 14 times today already! I don't know how Malfoy puts up with this. It reeks! Please meet me in the library at 7:00 tonight to figure out how to get me back into my original body.

Your very annoyed Friend,

Harry

P.S. Sorry about the bird. I think it has Malfoys personality. Like owner like bird they always say!

Hermione laughed at the letter. The bird was like Draco; mean, arrogant, but sweet too she thought to herself as she stroked the birds' head.

As she had read the letter the eagle-owl had jumped down to sit on her arm. She wrote her reply on the back of the letter and sent it away with Dracos' bird.

She headed off to her next class in a better mood than she left the last class with. She walked into the class humming the muggle toon 'I'm a little teapot'. While someone in the background cackled happily

"The plan is working my lord. Soon she shall be ours!"

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