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I'm sorry this is so late, but I've been to the Gold Coast the whole holidays, and now I'm back at school. I was a bit disappointed, because I only got 3 or 4 reviews for chapter 5, and so now I'm not going to update until I get at least 6! Come on! It's not that hard! All you need to do is press the violet button at the bottom of the page and type a little message. Thank-you to my most faithful reviewer Raddish Earings - I luv your work baby. Maybe you can get some of your friends to start reviewing!

Also, thanx to Sarah - - to giving me the name Sarah Roda.

Last Time

'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.

Hermione - In Dracos body - POV

This time she managed to get her tongue in, and I could taste her saliva drifting into my mouth. All this reminded of Harry, and me it was so real, the image of Pansy slowly turned into Harry. I began snogging her, as passionately as I did with my first love. I began feeling her body, to take off her top, but as I felt a bra strap I knew something was wrong. I pulled away from Harry only to notice that it was Pansy Parkinson. 'Plew! PLEW!' I spat out all her saliva I could taste, before stating 'I never knew you were a lezzy.' She mustn't have known about the body switch, because she turned beet-red and ran out of the door crying. I guess it might have been a bit harsh, I mean, how was she to know that I was in his body. I decided to pass my urge to pee and went to try and find Ron and Harry. Yeah, I've forgiven him, cause he swore that that was the only time. We're friends again, but no more. Walking through the corridors, every girl who I walked past, sighed. One girl even came up and asked me out.

'Hey sexy' she purred, 'Want to go out with me?' I was shocked. Who would have thought that Draco was this popular?

'Get lost' I replied, before striding off. Proffesor McGonagall was waiting at the Fat Lady as I arrived.

'I'm sorry Miss Granger, but I cannot allow you to enter the Gryffindor Common Room at any stage of this journey, until we have deciphered a way to change you back,' she stated, as if reading from a text-book.

'What!' I cried 'That means I can't see Ron, Harry or Ginny if they are in there, and will have no way of contacting them!' The Proffesor facial expression did not even waver, but continued on explaining the changes.

'Proffesor Dumbledore and I have placed Memory charms on everyone in the Great Hall at the time of the accident, and that means that you will have to talk, walk, act, and do anything to make it seem as though you are Mister Malfoy,' she continued 'You will be using the male toilets and be transferred to Slytherin for the time being. You will also be continuing your head duties with Mister Malfoy. Please head back to your dormitory, and you will find a change in decoration, and clothes.' As all this sinked in, I could only think about the changes that are going to happen through the next part of my life.

To my Darling Mother,

I am very upset to inform you that during Defence Against The Dark Arts, and unfortunate accident occurred. A fellow student and I were hit by a stray spell, and transferred bodies. The Professors are doing all they can to find a counter curse, but it doesn't look promising. Please don't be alarmed if I turn up at Kings Cross Station as a boy called Draco Malfoy. I have attached a description of him, so that if I don't notice you, you will be able to contact me.

Your One and Only Daughter,

Hermione Granger

Draco - In Hermiones body - POV

Snape had decided to spare me having to walk into the Slytherin common room - well, Hermione is a mudblood AND a Gryffindor - and I WAS HERMIONE. Well, I'm glad I got that of my chest. I don't think this is that bad. I think it'll be a great experience.

a) I can see life from a chicks POV

b) I can admire myself (Hermione) all day 5 What the hell Draco! She is a Mudlood!

c) I can see what it's like shagging from a woman's POV (with who, I haven't decided yet) - I AM NOT GAY!

Professor Snape told me al the arrangements that have no doubt been told to Granger. I have to use the girl's toilets, and I have to move to Gryffindor (ouch). I mean, imagine what that will do to my reputation, and what will happen when my father hears, I shudder to think. I head back to the Head Common Room, and my bedroom has had major renovation done to it. The old green and silver curtains have changed to Red and Gold, and on my bed I see a new set of Gryffindor robes. Just the colour of them make me sick. Another massive downside is that I can't play quidditch 'cause I would have to playing for Gryffindor - and there's no way I am helping them win for the 5th year in a row.

I dressed in the robes, and head to dinner. Murmurs arose as the students see who they think was Hermione Granger (me) sit at my normal place between the thugs Crabbe and Goyle.

'What are you doing you little mudblood bitch!' cried one of my ex's, Sarah Roda. I heard all the Slytherins supporting their richest and most well known pureblood.

'What's it to you . . . Sawah' I replied, stating the nickname she told me to call her when we were together. Sarah gasped, before frowning, which I must state is not a good look for her.

'So this is what it feels like to be Hermione - How could I do this!' I had thoughts bursting throughout my head 'Shut it Malfoy!' I slapped myself unintentionally - to the amusement to those surrounding him - before he helped himself to some chicken wings.

'Aghh Miss Granger' sneered Proffesor Snape, as he approached the table, 'You know that you are in Gryffindor, so I see no reason in you sitting there.' Noticing his point, and remembering the fact that no one knows I m Hermione, I pick up my books and move over to the end of the Gryffindor table.

'Hermione!' yells Harry, 'Why are you sitting over there! Come here,' Recognising the name and my body match, I see there is nothing to it, and I walk over to them. Maybe I can even get some dirty stories from the golden trio. Ginny comes along and sits next to me.

'So 'Mione, watcha got first?' she asked, enthusiastically. I eye Ginny's breasts before answering.

'What do you care Weasly-ette!' I retort, half-heartedly. Before Potty, the Weasel or Weasly-ette can reply, all eyes turn on my body walking into the room.

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