There wasn't anything Harry could do but wait. Wait for something to happen. Hermione could be being killed at this very moment. But what next? When Hermione was dead, when they had killed the Snake, when Voldemort came back…What would they do? Could they stop Voldemort, even if he was mortal? Harry didn't feel comfortable in Hermione's body. She was skinny and long-limbed. He couldn't fight like this! Ron was sitting next to him, and to a passerby, it would look as if Hermione and him were trying to enjoy their last moments together before Voldemort came back and destroyed everything. But there were no passersby. Everyone else was in the Great Hall, preparing for the battle or dying at this very moment. The sun rose, and Harry and Ron still sat, waiting on someone that would never come. Harry played with Hermione's braid, and finally just let the hair out, allowing it to flow down his back. He took off the Jean-Jacket and tossed it to the side. Draco's wand felt warm in his hands, but it was still not his choice of wand. How could he fight Voldemort like this? Suddenly Harry heard a cry of victory. He and Ron rushed to the middle of the courtyard below the clock, and many of the people in the Great Hall came running. Voldemort, followed by hundreds of followers, was coming across the bridge, laughing. Harry gasped in a high-pitched tone. Hagrid was following behind the dark lord, and in his arms was Harry's body, his real body. Hermione. She was dead. Harry's eyes watered. He almost never cried. It must be Hermione's body. Voldemort was still laughing as he reached the middle of the courtyard, his followers spreading out.
"HARRY POTTER IS DEAD!" he yelled.
Voldemort laughed again, harder.
"HE IS DEAD!"
But then something strange happened…Harry's body, Hermione, rolled out of Hagrids arms and scampered to the ground. Hermione was alive! She raised her wand and everyone cheered. Voldemort stared, and Hermione ran as fast as she could into the stone-halls. Voldemort faltered and then screamed a high-pitched scream. He flicked the Elder Wand up and down and up and down and Hermione was engulfed in flames. Harry had never seen his body look so much like hers. All of the Death-Eater began to disapparate and started attacking. Harry raised his wand and started yelling jinxes at the followers of Voldemort. Ron ran after Hermione and Harry did too. He had to protect her. Maybe there was a way they could change back…Maybe. But he didn't care now. He didn't care if he was Hermione for the rest of his life. He just had to protect the real her.

Harry flipped his hair out of his eyes and ran after a couple of Death-Eaters.
"Expelliarmus!"
The spell disarmed both of them.
"Aguamenti!"
Harry ran forward with Ron, and they both went after Hermione. Then Harry was face to face with an infuriated Voldemort. He looked him right in the eyes.
"Avada-Kedav—"
"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled.
The spell did nothing, but it distracted Voldemort.
"How dare you, you stupid girl!" Voldemort yelled at Harry. For a moment, that distracted him.
"Stupify!"
"Protego!"
Voldemort remained unharmed, and Hermione faltered. Voldemort shoved Harry and Ron backwards with magic and they both hit the rubble hard. And before they could stop them, Voldemort and Hermione had ascended into the skies, half-apparating and half fighting.
"Put her down! That's my girlfriend you…" Ron yelled.
A few yards away, Ginny glanced at her brother questionably. Harry and Ron both ran into the halls of Hogwarts, slipping past hundreds of men and women, with Harry yelling spells foolishly and feeling awkward trying to do things in Hermione's body. But finally they got to the top of the clock tower. Cormac Mclaggen was up in the top fighting, and he ran forward yelling curses at a Death-Eater.
"Hermione! Get out of here! I don't want you to get hurt!"
Harry felt awkward, but kept running, ignoring Ron's glares at Cormac. A Death-Eater ran at them, and Harry faltered for a moment, yelling another curse and then going to the balcony.
"Hermione!"
She and Voldemort were in the air, and they both slammed into the top of the bridge.
"Hermione!" Harry and Ron yelled again. Harry pushed his hair out of his eyes for the fourth time and took off running, Ron behind him as they sprinted to the bridge. How would they save Hermione?!

Haha that's all for now. I'll give a next installment pretty soon.