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Harry had been out for about half an hour. Apparently the news that he was in an alien body had been too much for him and he'd passed out. Hermione finally decided that this just wasn't going to work, so she pointed her wand at him and enunciated "Aguamenti!" The fire hose of water created soaked Harry's entire body, pushed him halfway across the room, and, well, woke him up. He sat up, sputtering, and looked down at his body. "Not a dream then?"
"Nope." replied Hermione.
Harry sighed. "Thought not. Can't have Harry Potter getting a break now can we?" he got up and took out his wand. He began to cast a spell, then stopped. "Hey Hermione?"
"Yes, Harry?
He squirmed in embarrassment. "Could you, um, dry me off? I don't know how…"
Hermione brightened, replying, "Of course Harry!" she waved her wand over Harry, muttered something indecipherable, and the water disappeared from Harry's clothes.
"Thanks Hermione." Harry muttered, still somewhat embarrassed. "So, what do we do now?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "We follow the plan of course! You didn't think a mix-up in species would get us to give up did you?"
Harry blinked. "Well, actually I did, but you're the brains!"
He started to move, but Hermione stopped him. She raised an eyebrow. "And where do you think you're going?"
Harry smirked. "Voldemort's castle of course!"
Hermione frowned. "But you don't even have a plan! You can't just….do you even know where it is?"
Harry laughed. "When has that ever stopped me before? I'll just figure it out as I go! It's worked so far!" And with that, he sprinted out the door, down the halls, and through the front doors of Hogwarts.'
She sighed. "What. An. Idiot. If he gets himself killed over this I'm going to murder him."
Meanwhile, Harry had arrived at the front gates of Hogwarts. He wasn't even breathing hard. "Huh. Having two hearts is surprisingly helpful for running. Who knew?" It was at this point that he realized that he had no way to get to Voldemort's headquarters. He sat down and began to talk to himself, as all perfectly sane people do. "Well. This was very well thought out, wasn't it?" He absentmindedly began tossing his wand up in the air as he thought. "If only there was a convenient way for wizards to get around that as almost instantaneous." One toss went too far out in front of him, forcing him to reach out in front of him to catch his wand, leaving him sticking his wand out into the street. With a bang the familiar purple Knight Bus appeared. Harry scrambled back to avoid getting run over. He smiled. "Now we're getting somewhere."
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