Hey - No one really got my question right, but some good suggestions came up. The answer I was looking for, was 2 spells collided and went stray, causing it to hit Draco and Hermione. I know that's a bit hard, but that what happens.
I'd like to congratulate my friend, for teaching me how to spell McGonagall - YOU ROCK JOSKE!
I'd like to dedicate this chappie to my friend Viv, Gaara – Total Hottie – Xesha – just a name
Disclaimer – I don't own anything to do with HP apart from my plotline, but my brother owns a HP alarm clock! I wish it was Draco Malfoy!
Hermione (well Draco) POV
'Hermione! Hermione!' I heard people shouting in my face. I opened my eyes and looked around. Surrounding me were all the Gryfindors, and Prof. McGonagall
'What?' I asked groggily, in a rather high voice.
'Hermione,' replied the Professor, 'two spells collided and hit you and Draco Malfoy, you have been unconscious for 5 minutes.'
What!' I cried more alert now. I looked around and saw me, lying not too far away. 'Why are you calling me Hermione?' I asked, 'I'm Draco! I'm a guy! I'm . . .' My speech trailed off when I looked down my chest and saw these . . . things bulging out of my top.
'Hermione are you ok? asked Harry nervously.
'No Potter!' I screamed 'I am not ok! And I am not Hermione!'
I watched as all of this settled in. Professor McGonagall looked at me strangely before moving over to the now stirring me . . . Hermione. Harry had moved away from me, and whispering to Ron, who had his tongue dangling out of his mouth
'Geez Weasley' I said 'I didn't think you could get any uglier, but I think you've proven me wrong!' After that comment I walked off to examine my body.
'God I'm sexy!' I muttered, loud enough for everyone to hear, as I approached my body. Hermione was in the same state as I had just been in, she was looking around at everyone in awe, as the Prof informed her of what had happened. The most classic moment was when she spotted me . . . her.
'AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!' she screamed, in my sexy voice.
'Granger!' I said putting my face close to hers, so close; I could feel the hot breath against my face, 'Snap out of it!' With that, I moved back, and surprised her by slapping her face back and forth.
'Mister Malfoy! Is that really necessary!' asked a haughty Professor McGonagall
'You want her to snap out of it don't you?' I replied in a matter-of-fact voice. I knew I was right. Granger finally came to her senses and stopped screaming. She had a rather interested look on her face, as she looked down.
Draco (well Hermione) POV
OMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFG . . . well, you get the idea.
My face was stinging since Malfoy had slapped me.
'Guys aren't allowed to hit girls!' I said with a pout, when I realised how wrong that is now. Since Malfoy was in my body, and me in his, I was practically a guy (shudder). I noticed, with interest, the bulk between my legs. Looking up I saw Malfoy eyeing my breasts, and then heading lower. I would have thought that he wouldn't care, I mean, he has seduced so many girls, he would have seen so many. But for me it was different. I moved my hand down to his shorts, before . . .
'Don't you dare! DON'T YOU DARE!' I heard him yell. Looking up I saw fear in his cold, grey eyes. Fear? That doesn't sound like Malfoy, but on seeing this, I put my/his hand into the pocket. Man this is confusing. I know I should be freaked out, and scared out of my wits, but I've seen this stuff on muggle telly. A sudden urge for a call of nature interrupted my thoughts. I stood up and headed of to the closest girls bathroom, and as I walked in, some girls screamed in horror, as I walked into the nearest cubicle. I wonder what was wrong? My question was answered as I pulled down my pants.
'SHIT! FUCK! CRAP! SHIT! FUCK! CRAP!' I ran out of the cubicle and started into the mirror. So that's why. In the mirror, was a sexy – I didn't say that – Draco Malfoy (me), looking shocked. I turned around to see someone I would never want to see when I was a guy. Pansy. Parkinson. On seeing me, she squealed.
'Oooh! Dracy-poo! Were you waiting for me?' she questioned, and before waiting for an answer, she pounced on me and tried to play tongue tennis. I pushed her back, surprised at my strength. She was thrown back and was nearly pushed through the door.
'Feisty are we!' she asked, before pouncing on me once more.
Hey guys – soz for anyone who doesn't like the fics where people change bodys, but that's the only thing I could think of, to make the understand each other more, or some shit like th