A/N: Okay, I have no excuse. Sorry I haven't updated. Feel free to yell at me.

I get this hopeless feeling when I think about this story. I have no idea what time it is in this story. Is it Christmas, or what? This is partly due to the fact that I changed my writing style in the middle of the story. I'd honestly rather start over with this. It would make it ten times better. But I don't think it's worth it. I have so many other story ideas that I want to start on. This wasn't meant to be a serious piece of writing anyway. So, I'm changing things around.

Thanks to all the wonderful reviewers. I love you all.

George sighed heavily as he brushed the long, brown hair out of his, well, Natalie's face. Fred looked equally glum, laying on Raquel's bed and fingering her dark brown, practically black hair.

"This sucks."

"You're telling me."

It had all happened in a flash.

"SHUT UP!" Raquel yelled. They all instantly stopped. Raquel pointed to Natalie. "What happened?" she asked softer than she would've asked either Fred or George.

Before Natalie had even opened her mouth, Fred and George had silently agreed. Natalie would spill everything. They both tackled her to the ground before she could even say anything. Raquel looked shocked for a moment, but then jumped in to help Natalie.

None of the four weren't thinking very rationally as their forgotten wands flew out of their hands and pockets. There was a scramble as they all struggled to get up. None of them were exactly sure what had happened. However, the damage had been done. At the same time something rolled out of Fred's pocket, something had rolled out of Raquel's. The two teams had both been working on they're greatest pranks yet. The thing that rolled out of Fred's pocket was a container for a disease he and George had invented themselves. It caused distortion of body parts among the victims. The thing that had rolled out of Raquel's pocket was a personality switcher. It reversed the personality of the victim. The two items had an odd effect on each other. When they touched, there was an explosion. The four of them had all blacked out.

When they woke up, something really odd had taken place. None of them were themselves. Instead, George was in Natalie's body and Fred was in Raquel's. Natalie was in what she assumed to be George's body and Raquel in what she assumed to be Fred's.


It was quite a nasty shock as you might assume.

There had been a lot of panic afterwards, but it didn't take long to figure out what happened. Based on the way they had made the pranks, they assumed that it would be a week before they switched back. Tonight, two nights later, was the night of the ball. They figured it would be best if they all went together so that they could keep an eye on each other. They had originally thought of not going to the ball, but they decided that would be suspicious. They weren't going to let ANYONE find out about this.

Of course, it would be strange and very awkward, given the fact that they were basically dating they're own bodies.

"You want to go down and wait for them?"

Fred shrugged. "We don't have anything better to do."

They both got up and headed downstairs. They popped down on the couch and waited.

Raquel and Natalie both came down. They were wearing identical suits and looked way better than if it had really been Fred and George.

The same could not be said about Natalie and Raquel's bodies however. Fred and George had put on dresses that Raquel and Natalie had picked out, but they hadn't even brushed their hair and they weren't wearing any make-up. They looked horrible. Natalie and Raquel rolled their eyes.

"Why aren't you wearing make-up, like we asked you to?" asked Raquel impatiently.

Fred glared at her. "There's no way in hell that I'm even touching that stuff."

Raquel and Fred had been at each other's throats ever since they switched bodies. Raquel still didn't know why Natalie and the twins had come running in the common room babbling like idiots, but she hadn't had time to think about it. Being in the opposite gender's body wasn't easy. It was extremely tricky to dress without looking at yourself. And Fred and George hadn't quite mastered the difficult device called "the bra."

Taking showers wasn't as hard as they'd expected though. Once they learned how to dress, they just took showers in their bathing suits. But it was still extremely awkward.

On the first night, Raquel had told Natalie, "As soon as this thing blows over, I'm going to put a memory charm on myself."

Natalie had silently agreed.

In the present, Natalie stared at her own body, which was slightly unnerving. "Could you go get our make-up? We'll put it on for you."

George nodded and went up the stairs. Natalie had been trying to be nice to Fred and George and especially Raquel. She knew this wasn't easy on any of them. George tried to be nice to everyone too. And Raquel and Fred were nice to anyone but each other. However, they were doing better. They didn't fight as much as they did the previous day. Natalie suspected that what Fred said was true and that she really did like him. Why else would she single him out? But that was a weird thing. Raquel and Natalie were practically twins. Not that they looked a like, but they generally agreed on everything and liked the same type of thing. So did that mean she was supposed to like George? This was a completely new and confusing thought. She didn't have time to elaborate on it though. George had come back.

Raquel and Natalie set to work. As they put make-up on their own faces, which was weird, Fred and George squirmed under them, their faces slightly red. This was embarrassing after all.

Raquel sighed. "You two know nothing about style. No wonder you don't have girlfriends!" Raquel dropped the lip gloss tube and stared wide-eyed at a point above Fred's shoulder. A small first year boy was standing there shocked.

The four of them started to stammer. Finally, Natalie thought of something.

"ROLE REVERSAL!" She shouted out. The three plus the boy looked at her.

"Fred and I are getting in touch with our feminine sides, and Raquel and Natalie are helping us! It's an exercise that our therapists recommended! You know, so we don't fight as much!" Natalie said with a nervous chuckle.

Raquel picked up where she left off. "I have to say! It's working wonders! I now understand how women feel! Oh my gosh, I feel fabulous!" she said, also laughing nervously.

When the boy did not leave, and just continued to stare at them, Natalie switched to plan B: scare them off.

Natalie began to sing. "I feel pretty! Oh so pretty!"

Raquel joined in. "I feel pretty, and witty, and GAAYYYYY! And I PITY any giiiirrrllll that isn't me!"

The boy ran off screaming. Natalie and Raquel sighed in relief.

Fred and George were mortified.

"I've never felt so unmanly," said Fred in horror.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I have to go work out. When I'm finished, I'll type up the next chapter. It's about the dance. YAY! I'll do the Ultra Special and the Real Deal in that one too. I just wanted to put SOMETHING out for you guys.