a/n- Hey guys! New chappie! Hope you like it. Most probably I will update weekly but that's only if the odds are in my favor! =P Enjoy
Draco woke up in bed, his body stiff. Even the tiniest of movements sent jolts of pain through his body. His head felt heavy, his eyes seemed to be glued shut. He let out a groan as last night's events rushed into his mind. He buried his head into the soft feather pillows in embarrassment. His stomach growled in hunger. He took a deep breath and quietly slipped out of bed. He tip-toed out of his dorm room, careful as not to wake his roommates . A chilly gust of wind greeted him as he entered the Slytherin common room. The large armchairs and couches with their green upholstery were empty besides a tiny second year. He stared at Draco, his eyes wide with surprise, his mouth open.
"What are you gawking at?" Draco snapped. There was something strange about his voice, it seemed shriller than usual. The second year mumbled something with a scared face and hid his face with a book but risked peeping from behind it.
Draco proceeded ahead, wondering what he would fancy for breakfast. The large halls were deserted at this time in the morning. He walked on admiring the view the ancient windows gave of the quiditch pitch when something caught his eye. A faint reflection of person stared at him from the misty glass window. But it definitely wasn't his. In fact, the reflection resembled a girl with bushy hair and honey brown eyes. At first, Draco thought it was a stupid joke, for even in his wildest dreams would something as strange as this would happen. He slowly moved his right and watched in amazement as the reflection did the same. He ran his fingers through his hair, expecting them to glide effortlessly through his silky hair but instead his fingers were caught in frizzy mess. No, he wasn't having a muggle bad hair day. The rational explanation to all of this hit Draco like a speeding train.
He was in Hermione's body.
He shook his head hard, wishing it was just a dream. Unfortunately, he had no such luck. He was in Hermione's body, plain and simple. He began to run aimlessly, the words pounded in his head. Suddenly he jerked to a stop as something yanked him back using his collar. He whirled around and found himself… looking at well, himself. In front of him stood a teenager with silvery grey eyes, whitish-blonde hair and a deathly pale face to match it. And he was wearing a night dress. Which was odd for a boy to do so.
"It's me Hermione!" the boy in front of Draco hissed.
She continued, "Look I know this sounds pretty crazy but-"
"We have switched bodies." He cut off, a dazed expression on Draco-who-is-in-Hermione's-body's face.
"Yes." Hermione replied, her voice deep now that she was in Draco's body.
"Now what? Will I have to stay in this" he said in disgust, "this hideous body of yours! What am I going to do?"
"Well you could start by acting your age." She retorted, rather offended.
He opened his mouth to say something but she cut him.
"We should consider asking someone for help."
"You think I will risk my pure-blood status by revealing I am in a mudblood's body? And a particularly nasty ones?" he snickered.
"Stop calling me that foul word. If we want get back to our normal selves we have to co-operate." She said.
"Fine smarty pants! Then who should we go to?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
She considered it for a moment and said, "Snape. He's the man to go to."
"Trusting you hasn't been a good idea so far."
She rolled her eyes. He could be so stubborn at times. "Look, whether you like it or not, we are in this together. And if you don't want to listen to me fine! I think Hogwarts will be in for surprise when they see Draco Malfoy wearing feminine clothes.
Draco then realized that Hermione was going to parade around Hogwarts in his body wearing a dress.
"Oh no you won't-"
"I will."
"You won't."
"I will."
"Won't."
"If you will listen to me I won't, otherwise-"
Draco realized he didn't have much option.
"Fine." He grunted, disbelieving he fact that he had lost the Hermione Granger.
While they were arguing they forgot that Hogwarts housed more than two hundred witches and wizards and that any one of them might just happen to walk down that very passageway. In this case that person happened to be Lavender Brown.
Lavender was just enjoying a walk when she saw her fellow Gryffindor next to the Slytherin prefect.
"What on earth?" she said. Her words seemed to bring the arguing duo to notice the trespasser.
A large grin split onto her face.
"Oh I'm sorry I interrupted your date." She said with a mischievous smile.
"No! Lav! We don't have anything in between us!" Hermione shrieked.
"Spare me of the stories, Malfoy. There is something going on between you. Ah! A forbidden love yet the lovers cannot resist each other! How touching." She said dramatically.
For a second, Hermione was baffled as to why Lavender addressed her as Malfoy. She then remembered that she was in his body. Hermione nudged Draco to go and stop Lavender from spreading some stupid rumor. Draco then realized the gravity of the situation.
"Oh Lavender I know you won't tell anybody. You're- you're a nice friend aren't you? Draco said stuttering. But Lavender had no intention of letting such good opportunity go away.
"What is in there for me?" She asked slyly.
Draco thought. What would Hermione offer in her place.
"I will do your homework for a week."
"Deal." Lavender said quickly before Draco could change his mind. She skipped off gleefully.
"She isn't going to keep her mouth shut for long." Draco said.
"We'd better get going."
"Yep."
And with that they set off towards Snape's office sure that they were in for a roller coaster.
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