A/N: This chapter picks up exactly where chapter 2 left off...

Chapter 3: Major Differences

"We should probably go see what this plane is like. Maybe the potion just moved us to a different area rather than a different plane altogether. Large amounts of hellebore can be unpredictable like that."

"I know about the properties of hellebore so stop telling me!" Malfoy said as they began walking back up to the school.

The two entered the building and saw that it was lunch time, which was odd considering they had just had breakfast about an hour before. They went into the Great Hall where students were laughing with friends while they ate. Hermione and Malfoy began to walk into the hall when Malfoy stopped dead in his tracks.

"Come on Malfoy! We need to find Professor Slughorn so that we can figure out a way to fix this."

"Granger, open your eyes! Do you see who is sitting at the front table?"

Hermione squinted, trying to see exactly what had shocked Malfoy so much.

"Dumbledore!" Hermione exclaimed, running to the front table.

"Good morning Professor Dumbledore. I am Hermione Granger. I was wondering if I could speak to you in your office for a moment."

"Of course Miss Granger, but before we go up to my office, can you please tell me why Mr. Malfoy is looking at me as if I were a ghost?"

"You know who we are?"

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I know who you both are?"

"Well, you see professor, we were brewing a potion and we added too much hellebore."

"Ah, now I understand. Well, let us go up to my office and discuss what has happened," Dumbledore said, leaving the table and walking to his office while Hermione and Malfoy following behind quietly.

When they finally arrived in Dumbledore's office (the password was peppermint humbugs), Dumbledore took his seat behind his desk, Hermione sat across from him and Malfoy remained standing.

"Mr. Malfoy, why don't you sit down and join us."

"No, I'm fine standing," he said, not looking Dumbledore in the eye.

Hermione had never seen Malfoy so pale and nervous and it unnerved her.

"Well than, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Hermione launched into the story, telling Dumbledore everything without any help from Malfoy.

"Well, you two are indeed on a completely different plane. I will have a talk with Professor Slughorn about what can be done to fix this problem but until we figure out a solution, you two will be attending your usual classes. Now, before we discuss housing arrangements, I would like to know exactly what the other plane is like so that I can gather an idea as to how different it is from this one."

"Well sir, the biggest difference is that on our plane, Mal– someone helped Death Eaters into the castle and we all fought them but you– you were killed by one of our professors who was working as a double agent."

"Well, things are certainly very different on the two planes, but tell me, what are Death Eaters?"

"Why, they are Voldemort's followers of course."

"I do not believe I have ever heard of such a person. Perhaps he lives only on your plane, for I certainly do not think he lives on this one."

"So you mean to tell me that the Dark Lord doesn't even exist here?"

"That is correct Mr. Malfoy. Now, lets move on to your housing arrangements. On your plane, which houses are you in?"

"I am in Gryffindor and Malfoy is in Slytherin."

"Hmm. That is interesting. Well, things are slightly different on this plane. Here, you are both in Gryffindor and you, Hermione, are Head Girl. The Head Boy is Harry Potter from Slytherin. Does he exist on your plane?"

"Yes, he is one of my best friends but he is not in Slytherin. He was the only one who could defeat Voldemort."

"Dear me, things are certainly very different indeed. Now, as you two are both in Gryffindor, you will both be staying there. Try to tell as few people as possible about what has happened. You will both be excused from todays classes so I suggest you talk to students who have breaks to find out exactly what is different here."

Hermione and Malfoy left Dumbledore's office and Malfoy, who had been quiet almost the entire time they were in there, suddenly started yelling, but not at any one in particular.

"Me! A Gryffindor! And Potter is a Slytherin! What would my father say if he knew about this? What is wrong with this bloody world! And no Dark Lord? How is that even possible?"

"Um, Malfoy, are you alright?"

"Oh, I am just bloody perfect Granger! I have just been told I'm a Gryffindor, I'm not Head Boy, Scar face is in Slytherin and the Dark Lord doesn't exist!"

"Whatever Malfoy. Why don't we go up to the Gryffindor common room? We can probably find out what is different from Ron and Ginny."

"Oh great! Just what I want to do! Spend time with two Weasels. And maybe then, we can go jump off the Astronomy Tow–"

Malfoy's sentence was cut short as Hermione smacked him across the face, causing a shocked look to creep onto his face.

"You– you hit me!"

"You were rambling. I had to do it, now lets go."

Hermione walked the familiar route to the Gryffindor common room, speaking the password that Dumbledore had given her. She and Malfoy entered the common room, where students were lounging around talking or doing homework. Hermione saw a boy with red hair sitting by the fire with a girl who, from the distance, appeared to be Parvati Patil.

"Ron! Its so good to see you! And you too Parvati!" Hermione said, running over to them and giving them each a hug.

"Er– hi Hermione," said Ron, who was looking confused.

"I have so much to tell you Ron! Malfoy and I were in Slughorn's–"

"Why did you just call him Malfoy?" Parvati asked.

"Um, because I have always called him that?"

"No you don't. You haven't called him that since you started dating in our 4th year."

A/N: Hehehe…I love writing things that you wouldn't expect. Didn't think I would put Harry in Slytherin did you? Anyway, let me know what you think! And don't forget to review!