A.N. No fuss, just another chapter. Thanks for all the reviews. :)

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Hermione was furious and humiliated, which just made her more angry.

'I am the only one in this room with ANY right to see those breasts!' she shrieked, and the two boys backed away, terrified. 'That is mine!' she yelled, pointing at her body, completely forgetting that she was supposed to be Ron. If he had used such possessive terms about her she would have kicked his arse all the way to Outer Mongolia, but to be fair, it was literally her body; Ron was just occupying it for the moment.

'I'm afraid you two leave me no choice' she said sadly, though not apologetically; they didn't HAVE to stare at her boobs. She raised her wand once more, causing a look of sheer horror to pass across the young men's faces. Dean foolishly tried approaching Hermione. 'Ron, come on mate, we've known each other for ages. We've always known Hermione was gonna be yours, we don't hold any claim on her. We just wanted a look'

'Never look at that body again! I control it! It's MINE!' she bellowed, preparing her wand to curse the pair into oblivion.

Harry ripped back his curtains, fuming. Like a shot he grabbed Hermione by the neck, pressing his nails in, his wand to her temple. 'Too far, Ron. Hermione might like you, Gods know why, but you will NOT talk about her like that! APOLOGISE!' Hermione gasped desperately for air, as Harry's hand closed tighter around her trachea. Ron's eyes widened in terror, and instinct kicked in.

He launched himself from the bed onto Harry's back, dragging him onto the floor. Fortunately, this got him off Hermione, who gasped, clutching her throat. Unfortunately, Harry landed on Ron, whose back which just a few minutes ago was bliss now throbbed with pain.

'Jesus, Weasley, that's one tough girl you've got there' a stunned Seamus remarked to Hermione. She glared at him. 'Look, I'll just obliviate the two of you, so you won't remember the last couple of hours' she promised, restraining herself from Crucio-ing the pair of them. They looked wary, but realised this was the best they were going to get; they had expected to come out of this so sore they couldn't sit down for a month.

Nervously, they waited for Hermione to pull her wand out, staring as Ron got poor Harry into a headlock. 'Jeese, 'Mione, this body of yours is pretty weak. You ought to come to Quidditch practice with me sometime, we could toughen you up a bit' she glared at him. Harry looked confused.

'Wait, if you're calling Ron 'Mione, then you must be Ron! Hermione only lets Ron call her that, if anyone else tried she'd kill them! Did you two switch bodies or something?' Comprehension dawned in the boys' eyes. Dean cried out desperately 'Ew! I was staring at Ron's boobs!' Hermione seemed livid. 'Look what you've done now, Ron! Hold Harry still, I'll do him first'

She pointed her wand at her raven-haired friend, and not unkindly waved her wand expertly at him, saying almost gently 'Obliviate!' Harry's eyes became blank and glassy, and between the two of them they pushed him back onto his own bed.

'Sorry, boys' she apologised, advancing on the others. She again waved her wand, and the pair fell silent and sleepy. Ron grinned as he levitated Dean and Seamus back to bed. 'Remember the first time I got this spell right, 'Mione?' she smiled reluctantly back at him.

'How could I forget? That mountain troll was more than I would have expected any eleven year old to handle, and a thousand times more than I would have expected of you' Ron stuck his tongue out at her playfully. 'First time you ever broke the rules, too' he laughed, as Dean crashed down onto his mattress.

'I know. Five points from Gryffindor! I was so ashamed. How many more have I broken since then?' she wondered 'And how many of those were down to you?'. Ron chuckled, sending Seamus slamming into his own bed. 'Most of them, I expect. Want to break a few more?' he winked. 'You've still got to sleep somewhere, and after tonight I don't recommend you try any of the other lads' beds.

Hermione smiled gently after him. 'Alright, but you keep your hands away from MY body, and I'll do the same for you'. Ron pouted stupidly, making her laugh again. 'I warn you, I talk in my sleep!' she told him, as they climbed onto Ron's huge four-poster. 'I already know that!' he grinned, making her blush profusely. 'It's not my fault! I've always talked in my sleep, ever since I was little. I used to have conversations I never even knew about, and once when I was nervous about a song I had to do in the school play, I sang it in my sleep for weeks!'

Ron smiled at her. 'Well, I'm a snorer, so if you can put up with that, I can put up with a chatterer. As long as you don't nag me about my homework in your sleep!' they both settled down on the bed, drifting off facing each other. Hermione had not been asleep two minutes before she announced 'I love you, Ron'. It was lucky for her Ron was already asleep, and merely smiled, wrapping his arms around her.

A.N. Sorry if you think I'm being a bit harsh on poor Ron and Hermione, but really, you can't expect to switch bodies with another person without a few glitches, can you? I also apologise if there was a bit too much flowery sugar and spice fluff, but come on, it's Ron and Hermione!

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