As the last few weeks of summer came near, neither Harry nor Draco could seem to figure out why they traded bodies. Draco even sunk so low that he contacted Hermione to see if she knew anything. "Well, for the 'brightest witch in her class' you sure don't know a lot" was his most recent reply to her. Draco was having a terrible time with the Dursley's. Their son Dudley was about the most foul creature that Draco had ever met. Harry, on the other hand, was sort of enjoying himself at the Malfoy manor. He felt like royalty. Harry could only wonder why Draco hated it so much. Draco had sent Harry and owl explaining that they were to meet up at school and try to figure out how they would switch back. The last thing Draco wanted was to sleep in the Gryffindor tower, let alone allow himself to breath there. Harry had agreed, with much hesitation. He figured that if he felt like royalty at the manor, he would feel the same at Hogwarts. He had written a letter to Draco explaining what he needed packed in his trunk, as did Draco to Harry. They had both packed the trunks for the next day.
Draco
The morning came almost as fast as he fell asleep. At first, when he found out he was in Harry's body, he was shocked every time he woke up in his room. By now, he was used to it he didn't even bother to flinch. He went through his usual morning preparations to get ready for the trip to Hogwarts. He could hear the television blaring downstairs, along with Dudley yelling profound things at the woman on the quiz show. "And here I thought I had it bad with my mum always yelling." He quietly whispered to the mirror.
"Are you dressed yet boy? I'm going into London to run errands for Petunia! If you want a ride to go to that ruddy school of yours, I suggest you hurry up!" Vernon Dursley's voice boomed through the entire house, causing Draco to nearly have a heart attack.
"I'm coming!" He yelled back down, quietly adding, "You stupid, fat, Muggle." Draco heaved the trunk out of the room and threw it down the stairs without meaning to. Vernon's face was nearly purple as he walked to the stairs. He was furious at the fact he would have to drive him to the train station. "Well, don't look so ecstatic about going, big boy."
"Just shut your trap and get in the car." Vernon sneered at him and slammed the door behind them. The car ride itself felt like it took ages, what with listening to some boring radio station. When they finally arrived at the train station, Draco thought that he had already missed the train. Luckily it was ten minutes to eleven. It gave him enough time to find the barrier and find a good compartment. Just then a thought hit him...he would have to sit with the Weasel and Granger. Just the mere thought of it made his stomach turn. He made his way through the crowds of people and found the barrier between platform nine and ten. Draco heaved his trunk onto a cart to make it easier to go through the barrier.
"Come on people, just move out of my way already. I'm sick of being surrounded by...muggles." Said Draco, whispering to himself. Finally, a bath cleared toward the barrier, allowing him a straight shot. He sprinted toward the barrier, hearing a loud whistle as he reached the other side. The scarlet steam engine stood on the tracks, offering Draco some kind of hope. For once he was looking forward to going back to school. He let the conductor heave his trunk onto the train, so he could find a compartment.
Authors Note: I'm sorry for cutting it off right there. I'm pretty busy this week. I've got job interviews. I'll update ASAP I promise!