Author Note: A short story idea that was from a Facebook prompt from Nestor Maiz-Borreli. Hope you enjoy.

Harry and Hermione were in the tent. It was the day after Christmas. They were on the run ever since Ron had abandoned them. They had almost been caught by Voldemort and his agents in Godric's Hollow. They were out of resources and tired. Hermione had gone through the books she had borrowed from Hogwarts and the Black family. She found one that talked about the Backstep ritual. It should cause them to go back a few months into their own bodies so they could try again.

"I'm ready Harry." Hermione sighed, her voice dripping with fatigue. Her sunken dark circled eyes staring out of a haunted face.

Harry stumbled to sit in the circle over the runes she had designated for his body. She sat on the ones that were targeted for her body. The pile of wood in the center of its own circle would activate the entire ritual. Igniting the wood she laid back with her hands over her chest. Feeling her ribs through her torn and dirty shirt just before a dissolving sensation went through her.

…...

Hermione woke up feeling well rested, pain free and only appropriately hungry. She also felt a very strange stiffness and lack of weight in other parts of her body. She heard male voices outside of the blurry confines of the bed she was in. Sitting up she looked around trying to figure something out. Her hand was rubbing her flat chest in confusion, in horror she ran her hand southwards towards the stiff sensation and then gasped in shock when her hand confronted something that most assuredly was not standard female issue.

"Harry you need a minute alone?" She heard Ron call out from the other side of the curtain.

Scowling she felt around on the headboard to find a pair of black round rimmed glasses. Pulling them on she saw the world come into focus. Pulling the curtain back she was greeted by the sight of Neville undressing, Ron walking away snickering with his bare backside exposed and a towel over his shoulder. Seamus and Dean were not visible but she heard someone singing from a nearby room in a very off key rendition of I'll take you home again Kathleen.

A naked Neville turned towards her asking, "You okay Harry? You look like you've seen Pansy Parkinson naked."

Hermione looked down Neville's body and realized the robes certainly hid a lot as the boy had a body.

"Harry? You're looking at me rather oddly." Neville asked switching his towel to around his waist. "Sorta like how Colin looks at you."
"Odd, naked. Yes. Uh. I need to dress. Get dressed. Uh. Why don't you go ahead. I'll be along in a few." Hermione said trying desperately to maintain eye contact. Something had gone very, very, wrong and she was going to need to get her head straight to find out what. She only hoped Harry was safe and well.

…...

Harry woke feeling very comfortable. Think soft flannel encased his body as he rolled over onto his side. He began to feel something strange about his chest and a slight emptiness when he squeezed his legs together.

Rolling over he realized that there were female voices outside of the curtains and he could not find his glasses. Which was okay as the world was in crystal clear focus. Looking down he saw the dark blue flannel clad body was oddly different. Pulling back the curtains the first thing he saw was Parvati doing yoga in the buff. Lavender was sitting on her bed wearing nothing but a sheer white nightie and fay was just tying a bathrobe with a towel over her shoulder.

He felt his head tilt slightly sideways as he studied Parvati as she did a move that placed her ankles behind her shoulders while she was standing with her feet flat on the floor. Parvati opened her eyes to see Harry staring in shock and said, "Hermione? You okay?"

"Hunh?" Was Harry's erudite response, "Hermione?"

Parvati un-bent herself and said, "Yeah you're Hermione. The only one I know."

"I'm Hermione. Uh oh. I'm Hermione. I uh. I think I need to go find out something." Harry said leaping out of bed and trying not to think too closely about the sights he had just seen. Running down the stairs he realized that Hermione's body was not wearing certain undergarments and that things moved very differently.

…...

Hermione had used a cleaning charm on herself without looking as much as possible. Trying to do some deep thinking rather than touch things when she heard the boys dorm door slam open.

"BLOODY HELL HERMIONE!" she heard Ron shout.

"Where's Harry?" She heard her own voice call out.

"He's in his bed." Seamus snickered, "Although I thought you were hot for Krum?"

"Uh. Not right at the moment." Hermione's voice replied. "Harry I will need to talk to you in five minutes. There is something really really strange going on."

Hermione got out of the bed dressed and ready, "You have utterly no idea how much I agree with that statement."

The other boys in the dorm watched as Harry grabbed Hermione by the arm and hustled her out of the room. Looking at each other with a confused shrug they went back to what they were doing, although Ron stood watching the door with a hurt puppy dog look.

…...

In the common room Hermione looked at her body, "Harry?"

"Yeah I think so. Hermione?"

"Yeah. Oh crap. Oh crap. We must have messed up the ritual somehow." she paced hyperventilating.

"Well how could have happened? I thought you copied it directly from the book." Harry hissed, "And try not to swish your hips so much when you walk. You're making me look like Lockhart."

"Well sorry there is something between my legs I did not have a few minutes ago, with a mind of its own, and I am not used to it." She grumped.

"Yeah well I got a rather interesting experience when I woke up. Good thing I wasn't a werewolf with the full moon." Harry crossed his arms over his breasts, then under them, then over, then gave up and put them on his hips.

Hermione giggled slightly, "oh. Parvati and her yoga. Yeah."

"Yeah. Back to us though. How did we wind up like this and how do we fix it?" Harry tapped his foot impatiently.

Hermione bit her lip thinking before saying with a horrified expression, "Oh no! We must have laid down in the wrong targeting circles. I laid in the one you were supposed to and you laid in mine."

"And how do we fix this?" Harry asked calmly.

Hermione paced a few more moments before shrugging, "I shall have to determine that. Until then we'll have to pretend to be each other."

Harry sighed, at least being Hermione was not as bad as being chased by Death Eaters.

…...

Hermione was pacing when Harry came back down.

"Took you long enough." She hissed.

"Sorry, do you realize how difficult it is to clean yourself without actually looking at yourself or touching things." Harry huffed.

Hermione frowned, "I know. So let's just agree that we are going to have to look and touch things. Okay. We've always been close friends and this is nothing sexual so no need to make it weird or awkward."

"Oh no nothing weird about this at all. I'm just in your body and you're in mine until we can get this all figured out." Harry huffed.

"I know Harry. But let's just try to get through this as normally as possible. I'm not bothered because its you and I trust you. So you can look or touch, just don't get too wild okay?"

Harry grinned, "Okay same thing with you. So any idea of when we are?"

Hermione growled for a moment before pointing at the wall. Harry looked and saw the calendar she was pointing at, "Oh crap. Is that the right date?"

"Yeah. The Yule Ball is tonight. That means you and I have to go dancing with our dates."

"I can barely dance asa guy, how am I supposed to dance as a girl?" Harry exclaimed with concern.

"Just do the same thing only backwards and in heels." Hermione huffed grumpily.

"Heels?" Harry dejectedly moaned.

….

The two of them were walking towards the great hall when they encountered a shoeless girl staring at the ceiling. Harry recognized her and sighed.

"Luna. Are you okay?" Harry asked.

The girl turned then looked wide eyed at Harry then at Hermione with her head tilted asked, "Why are you wearing each other's clothes?"

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"Well he is Harry Potter and you are Hermione Granger. Until now neither of you have exhibited any tendencies to cross dress. So it seems rather, unexpected, to see you like this." The petite blonde explained. "And as you are supposed to turn your clothes inside out to deter fairies I am curious as to your sartorial choices."

"Wait, you can see me? The real me?" Harry asked.

"As I was not aware there is a fictional version of you then yes." The blonde said with a curious expression.

"She can see us? How is that possible? How can Luna see us?" Harry asked turning to Hermione.

"I'm not entirely sure. She was always very observant." Hermione said thinking.
"Thank you. Although referring to me in the past tense is rather disturbing." Luna said slightly perturbed.

"Sorry. Uh. I'm not sure even you would believe whats going on." Harry said, then looked up and saw Luna's shoes sitting on a tall beam in the corridor. "Oh yeah. Accio Luna's shoes."

With the shoes in hand Luna said, "I have a very open mind, and would love to hear the explanation for this."

"Well in two almost three years we got into a bad position and used the Backstep ritual to try again. Only we did something wrong and accidentally wound up in the wrong bodies." Hermione quickly explained, "Only I don't know how to fix this."

Luna looked at her in surprise, "Why don't you just do the ritual again?"

Hermione looked at her dumbfounded, "Just do the ritual again? But that would throw us further into the past."

"Yes. Which would allow you to fix any other problems that you already know about. I have a feeling there is a great deal going on that we are unaware of." Luna explained lacing her shoes.

"That wins the understatement of the year award." Harry quipped tiredly.

"Thank you. Although I was unaware of such an award." Luna said, "But that does sound like something teen witch would give."

"Can we please go to breakfast. I am starving." Hermione declared. "Its been almost a week since my last decent meal."

Luna looked at her oddly, "That must be a psychosomatic response as I doubt Harry has starved himself. Even with Ron being quite a voracious eater."

"How do you know that about Ron?"

"Because I AM a highly observant person." Luna said with an enigmatic smile.

…...

Harry, Hermione and Luna sat at the Gryffindor table. Harry and Hermione grabbing plates of food and beginning to voraciously eat, making even Ron pause.

"Guys. The food is not going to escape if you eat slower." Ron teased, "Although you might have trouble with your dress if you keep pounding back those carbs Hermione."

Harry paused with a roll half in his mouth. Setting it back down he looked at Ron, "Excuse me?"

"Wha? You keep inhaling the food like that you're gonna wind up like Bulstrode. I bet Krum isn't going to like tha. No one likes a girl that big." Ron scoffed.

Harry paused briefly before slowly biting the roll. He could see that Hermione was stabbing a sausage rather forcefully. "You know. I think there are guys who like big girls."
"Yeah desperate losers who can't do any better." Ron argued.

"Excuse me?" Hermione slammed her fork down hard enough it stuck in the table, "I will have you know that Lavender has a nice big round bottom that as a guy I would not mind grabbing. Susan looks like someone cuddling with could be enjoyable. As for Millicent if she brushed her hair better and didn't sneer all the time she would look a lot better. So yes there are guys who like big girls who are not desperate losers. Unless you're calling me a desperate loser."

Harry nodded, "Yeah. And isn't there a muggle song about that or something?" Harry remembered Sirius and his old 8 track tapes and records from when they were staying in Grimmould together having a song like that.

"Yes. Its called Fat Bottom Girls." Hermione said triumphantly.

"How would you know about a muggle song?" Ron scowled.

"Our mutual friend with the black dog likes to play their records." Hermione said with an air of finality. She began to try and pull the fork out of the table.

Lavender was looking at Hermione with a hungry looking expression Harry noticed. Which since Lavender only say Harry's body made Harry concerned. "You really like my bottom?"

Hermione was trying to pull her fork from the table when she froze looking at Lavender with a nervous look, "Uh. Yeah. I guess I do."

"Really?" Lavender said stretching the vowels out curiously.

Hermione gave up on the fork and snatched the one from Ron causing him to grumble but not wanting to fight. "Uh yeah. Can we talk about this later?"

"Sure I wouldn't want to give you a hard time right now." Lavender snickered as Parvati leaned over and whispered something into her ear. Ginny was squinting at the two of them and Hermione Harry noticed.

Hermione began to focus on her food causing Luna to say casually, "Don't worry Harry has someone who will help him with any difficulties he experiences."

Lavender looked even more excited now as a piece of juicy gossip appeared in front of her, "REALLY?"

"Why are you even sitting at our table?" Ron huffed.

"Because I am Harry and Hermione's guest." Luna said coldly to Ron before smiling at Lavender and saying, "and isn't it self-evident which female has been associated with Harry since first year?"

"Wait we can have guests at our table?" Parvati asked excitedly, "That means we could go to other people's table?"

Hermione nodded reflexively, "Yes. As long as its not a high feast."

"Wow, Hermione you threw your voice pretty good there." Ron snorted, "It almost sounded like Harry knew that himself."

"Well, I have been tutoring him." Harry said defensively. Ron reminded him of Dudley for a moment which was not good. Especially as Harry was still quite ticked off about his abandoning them, several weeks, er months from now.

"When have you been doing that?" Ron demanded.

"When you were not around. You have no idea what's been going on when you're not around and off on your own stupid self centered whatever you're doing. We could be up to all kinds of things!" Harry stood up angrily waving his finger in Ron's face. Before turning and stomping off.

Hermione stood quickly and followed before Luna slowly assembled a small collection of toast and other easily transportable things and with a smile shrugged and followed them.

…...

"I never realized how much of a jerk Ron is you know?" Harry huffed pacing as Hermione worked on her notes from memory and Luna sat quietly eating her dry white toast.

"He can be rather rude." Luna agreed.

"Plus I don't think Ginny liked you praising the assets of other girls." Harry pointed out, "The way she was looking was rather creepy possessive."

"I have known her for several years. She has made me practice calling her Mrs Harry Potter before." Luna remarked.

"Oh that's just wonderful." Harry huffed getting tired of pacing he sat on a desk with his feet on the chair.

"Thank you for the view of Hermione's knickers Harry." Luna said with a Mona Lisa smile. "However they do very little to cover things."

Harry looked down then sighed, "Oh. Yeah." Sliding off of the desk he sat in the chair next to Luna.

"I'm still confused by how you're the only one that sees us as ourselves. Do we feel like ourselves to you?" Harry asked.

Luna reached over and placed her hands flat against Harry's chest. "This feels like a typical flat male chest to me."
Hermione turned around and froze, "Why are you feeling up my body?"

Luna took her hands off of Harry's chest, "To me, I was feeling up Harry's chest. It did not feel like breasts. And this definitely does not feel like what one finds between the legs of a girl."

Harry made a sudden eeping noise before reaching down and removing Luna's hand, "Yeah. Thanks for confirming that Luna."

"You're welcome Harry." Luna said with a smile, "However if you did it, I have a feeling you would feel your body Hermione."

Hermione shifted in her seat, "Okay can we stop talking about feeling each other up?"

"Oh. Interesting, you are having a sexual excitement response?" Luna asked.

"Yes. Now could we please discus the ritual?" Hermione huffed.

"Only if we can discus the sexual aspects of this situation at a later point." Luna smiled happily as she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Yes. Okay. Ritual first, perversions later." Hermione growled.

"Its not perversion its kinkiness." Luna pouted, "There is a difference."

"You have it figured out?" Harry asked eagerly trying to restore the conversation back to the ritual.

"Well I've had to calculate many of the variable from memory as well as try to recall the appropriate runes. Unless you want to wait until we get the book again this summer." Hermione said with a sigh. "Although I think I have it."

"No. I trust you. Getting this fixed is good. As much as I've considered getting into your knickers this is not how I meant." Harry replied quickly.

Hermione blinked several times in surprise, "You considered getting into my knickers?"

"A few times." Harry confessed, "just uh. Well anyhow."

Hermione and Harry looked at each other awkwardly as they fell into a contemplative silence.

Luna looked between the two of them, she took a sharp intake of breath and asked "How far back were you going to go?"

"Right. Back. Going back. Uh. I hadn't decided yet. I wanted to talk to Harry about it." Hermione said quickly.

"Right. I am open to suggestions." Harry said with a shrug.

"How about March 23, 1990?" Luna suggested.

Both of the others looked at her curiously, "Why that date?"

"It is the day before my mother died and I would love to have a hug from her again." Luna said in a tired and sad voice.

Hermione bit her lip looking at Harry, "That is before we came to Hogwarts. We could change a lot more things."

"And since we do remember everything we wouldn't be as vulnerable." Harry agreed.

"It would take me a bit longer to do the calculations, re-balance the energy requirements and paint the circles for three people. And we definitely need to make sure we eat and keep our strength up." Hermione nodded. "But by the end of next week I think we can do it."

Luna looked hopefully at the two of them, "Together?"
Harry grinned, "Together."

Hermione agreed, "Yeah. Together."

Luna glomped them so quickly that Harry and Hermione's heads were thrown into close proximity. Finding themselves that close they looked into each others eyes and kissed gently, happily.

…...

Returning to the common room after making arrangements with Luna for their journey, activating the Room of Requirement to have a ritual space and determining the proper material requirements and how they would acquire them Harry and Hermione were walking together holding hands.

"Well we better get ready for our dates this evening." Hermione said glumly.

"Considering this," Harry said squeezing her hand, "Why don't we go with each other?"

"Because you promised to go with Parvati and You are not going to renege on that promise." Hermione huffed, "Or do you make pie crust promises to your girlfriends?"

"Uh. No. But I don't think you'd look as good dancing with Viktor in my body." Harry pointed out.

"Which is why I will be dancing with Parvati and you will be dancing with Viktor. And then we will have a nice evening and excuse ourselves and come back to the common room." Hermione declared stepping through the portrait hole.

Ron saw them and scowled, "What's going on with you two?"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked as he felt Hermione yank her hand away.

"Hermione you and Harry have been acting weird all day. Now you come in holding hands. What's going on?" Ron demanded.

"None of your business. You don't care about anyone but yourself anyhow MR Ronald Weasley." Harry was angrily in Ron's face. "Just shut your stupid fat mouth before someone shuts it for you!"

Ron sneered, "You're lucky you're a girl or I'd show you a fat mouth!"

Harry let his anger for Dudley, for Draco, for the way Ron had abandoned them, for Snape all course through him into his fist which came up and struck Ron on the jaw just below the left side of his nose. Ron's head rocked back and to the right as two teeth exited his mouth landing in Katie Bell's decolletage. Katie screamed and jumped up trying to fish the bicuspids out causing two other things to pop out.

Ron fell backwards onto Colin whose camera bulb exploded near the hem of Angelina's gown causing her to jump backwards into Fred, who fell into George who knocked Alicia into a chair causing her to fall over exposing the color of the knickers she wasn't wearing. Seamus had just come down the stairs and got a clear view causing him to miss the bottom step and tumble into Neville who was standing frozen.

In the distraction Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and ran up the stairs. The alarm blared but they did not shift into a slide. But in all of the shouting and screaming no-one noticed.

Slamming the door to the dorm shut Hermione panted for a moment before turning and seeing Parvati and Lavender helping each other get dressed. Harry stood awkwardly to the side while Hermione stammered incoherently for a moment.

Lavender giggled, "Harry. I don't know how you managed it but I'm flattered."

"I uh. I didn't. Oh boy. I think I'm going to go back to the boys dorm."

Parvati frowned as she held her hands over her bosom, "Yeah. Probably a good idea."

Lavender giggled again, "Although if you're a good boy you might get a peak again later tonight. If you're a really good boy you might get invited back up to explain how you managed this."

"I think I just confused the stairs is all." Hermione said awkwardly. "But I better go back now."

Parvati nodded as Lavender presented her back to Hermione, "Well since you're here, could you zip me."

"I thought you and Seamus were going to the ball." Hermione managed to ask with a quavering voice.

"I am." Lavender said adjusting things once the zip had gone home."But a girl should never close her options early."

Hermione nodded then spun and left the room quickly.

"I hope I didn't break him for you Parvati."

"No. he's made of sterner stuff than that." Harry said.

"Oh really?" Lavender eagerly turned rubbing her hands together. "Dish it girl."

"Okay. I guess. I can answer some of your questions,but you have to help me get ready please?" Harry managed to ask with a steady voice.

Lavender studied Harry and cracking her knuckles said, "Oh dearie let's get busy!"

…...

Hermione had cleaned and dressed quickly for the ball. She was still trying to figure out how Luna saw and felt them as their actual selves and not the body they were inhabiting, the only person it seemed who did. She was also trying to figure out why she was having such a sudden interest in girls. Between the things that had happened during the war and now all of this she was going to be in therapy until she was an old woman she sighed. Assuming she could get back to being a woman again.

Still watching Ron go down from a punch delivered by her body was a memory she was going to treasure for a long time. The rest of the chaos had been rather less amusing. She hoped that Harry would not get her body into trouble. Sadly with his luck though she figured it would work out that way. With one final check to make sure everything was the way it was supposed to be Hermione hurried tot he great Hall as McGonnagal had wanted the champions together for a photo session before the ball.

Harry looked at Hermione's body in the mirror. Turning in place he was amazed at the changes Parvati and Lavender had wrought. He had to admit to himself he had never really considered Hermione a stunning beauty, until now.

The dress was a pale blue-white with darker blue accents. It did not reveal any skin and had a wide satin skit that fell to just above her ankles with matching flat shoes to Harry's relief. Joining the other two girls he traveled to the Great Hall nervously. How would Krum act, how would he act. Harry knew that he was not going to be happy if the Bulgarian seeker got handsy or too personal with him. Harry flexed his hand wondering if it would cause more or less of a diplomatic incident to slap or punch him.

Arriving in the great hall Harry had his hand taken and kissed by Krum before being photographed with him. He looked at Hermione who was nervously standing with her arm around the dark red and gold dressed dusky beauty Parvati.

Once the photos were done the four champions led their dates into the Great Hall and assumed positions in the middle of the large empty room. Harry tried to focus on remembering how to dance as he felt Krum's hands on his hip and taking his other hand. The music began and Harry began to move.

…...

Harry was held tightly by Krum as they danced. He could feel the Bulgarian bulges pressing against him as the older boy moved and glided them across the floor. His hand firmly and possessively gripping Harry's hip.

Finally there was a brief break in the music which allowed Harry to squirm out of Krum's grasp and pick up a glass of punch from the long sideboard. He was glad to see Snape approaching as he hoped Krum would behave himself in front of a professor at least.

"Granger. Is it true that you punched Mr Weasley?" Snape asked dryly as he walked up to them.

"Uh. Yes sir." Harry admitted.

"There may be some hope for you yet." Snape remarked with a smirk then left.

"You punched person?" Krum asked.

"He was being rude to me and a friend of mine." Harry replied.

"Ahh. You stood up for another. I like that in person. Like the Bulgarian Kurkulas. A warrior tradition. Your children will be very honored." He grinned heavily.

"I think I'm a long way from having children."
"In my country not that long." Krum grinned putting his hand on Harry's hip and sliding slightly down and backward, "Would just need to give you a bit more food to make you a proper plump Жена. Too skinny."

"That part of my anatomy is not available for touching." Harry declared pulling Krum's hand back up to his hip.

"Of course. Of course. More dancing?" Krum asked grinning as he tried to lead Harry back onto the dance floor.

"Uh no. I need to visit the loo for some, female things." Harry lied to quickly leave. Fortunately Harry thought like most boys Krum was squicked out by the mere mention of female things.

Hermione though was dancing quite formally with Parvati. Holding her at almost arm's length so their bodies did not brush against each other and striving to maintain eye contact at all times. During a break between songs Parvati took Hermione's hand and practically dragged her outside into the decorated courtyard.

Hermione stared straight ahead with her heart hammering as Parvati slid closer with her arm around her waist, "You know you don't have to stand so far apart from me. My father isn't going to find out about a little bit of dancing."

"Your father?" Hermione gulped. She had never actually talked to Parvati about her family. "Why would your father be involved?"

"Because he's a bit of a traditionalist and keeps trying to make an arranged marriage for mys sister and I." she said laying her other hand on Hermione's arm.

"An arranged marriage how barbaric." Hermione couldn't help herself.

"I know. I think a girl should marry for love and compatibility don't you?" Parvati was purring in Harry's ear.

"Uh. Yeah. Love is good." Hermione gulped as she felt Parvati's soft bosom pushing against her arm.

"And its never too early to really start trying to figure out how compatible two people are now is it?" Parvati said as she slid her hand down and across Hermione's backside.

"Uh don't you think this is moving a bit fast?" Hermione managed to blurt out.

"We are young and who knows what tomorrow will bring, eh?" Parvati growled spinning Hermione around to pin her to the wall they were walking beside. Her hands were on either side of Hermione's hips and she was standing so close her soft mounds were pressing into Hermione's chest. "Why waste a beautiful night like this?"

Hermione felt her pulse quicken as other part's of Harry's anatomy rose to the occasion. She whimpered slightly as Parvati captured her mouth with hers. Hermione briefly felt herself relax into it then realize she was kissing a girl. She was kissing a girl with cherry chapstick and liking it.

Pushing Parvati back she panted, "Too fast. Too fast. Need to slow down."

"Sorry Harry. I thought you wouldn't mind." Parvati hungrily whispered, "After all you passed up Granger to ask me out."
"Right. Yes. Hermione. Uh. You know what Parvati. I need to go do something. Something uh in the loo. Yeah some deep thinking." She groaned as she heard the line she heard her father use but apparently it confused Parvati enough that she was able to rush back into the building and go to the loo.

She ran into Harry coming out and grabbed him. Pulling her body into a nearby broom closet, finding it luckily empty.

"Okay. I am about to call this evening over. I did not know Parvati was that eager to get into your trousers." Hermione gruffly declared.

"Hey neither did I. It seems like more girls want to get with me now that you're me than when I was me." Harry angrily complained, "And if I have to take Krum's hand off my backside one more time Bulgaria is going to need a new seeker."

Hermione sighed, "Dinner is going to be served in a few. I think as soon as we eat we make some excuse and leave."

"Fine with me." Harry agreed.

…...

Parvati was eagerly awaiting Hermione's return as was Krum. The two of them standing on opposite sides of the main doors.

"Come they are about to serve dinner. Ve would not want to be late for that vould ve?" Krum smiled broadly offering his arm for Harry to take.

"No I suppose not." Harry sighed dejectedly.

Parvati waited for Hermione to offer her arm and they entered.

Harry noticed Krum had arranged for a heavy cream and fish dish to be Harry's dinner.

"So. This summer. You come to Bulgaria. I show you many great things about my land."

"No. I have plans this summer." Harry said.

Krum slid his hand on Harry's thigh under the table as he leaned closer, "You certain you cannot change plans? I have great deal of pull with many powerful people. Could arrange for official visit."

"If your hand goes any higher you're gonna need to arrange to regrow it." Harry growled menacingly.

Krum laughed, "Ahh pretty little banika. Come now. I thought ve understood each other. All those talks in library?"

"I do believe there was an error in translation, and your hand has still not moved itself." Harry glared, trying to channel Hermione's most coldest scowl.

Krum pouted as he seemed to realize he was not getting his way, "Wery vell Miss Granger."

Harry sighed in relief as the hand left his thigh and Krum turned to talk to the girl from Hufflepuff on his right.

Hermione was resolutely trying to eat her meal while Parvati was flirting with her on her left. Lavender had been seated on her right and while she was paying attention to Seamus above the table her foot was rubbing Hermione's ankle under the table. She was actually glad to see Ron seat himself across from her, leaving Padma to pull her own chair out.

"Hello Ron. Are you feeling any better?" Hermione asked politely.

"No bloody thanks to Hermione sucker punching me." Ron huffed, "If I'd been expecting it she would have never touched me. Its just I don't fight girls."

"Oh of course not Ron." Lavender sniffled trying not to giggle as Seamus suppressed a smirking smile.

"Oh of course not. Although I am disappointed in you Harry letting her get off doing that."

"Like I have any control over Hermione."

"Yeha like anyone's going to with her. She's absolutely mental." Ron grumped as his plate arrived. "Its going to take a strong husband to deal with her."

"Yeah. You volunteering?" Hermione scowled.

"Maybe. What's it to you?" Ron cockily remarked.

"You're not her type." Hermione declared.

"Oh and you think you are?" Ron glared across the table.

"Perhaps." Hermione suggested as she stared across the table. The others around the table watching the two of them with rapt attention.

"Yeah right." Ron scoffed, "Like you know which end of a girl to do anything with."

"Oh and like you do?" Padma angrily huffed finally. "Mr I'm wearing robes that were last in style before the reformation. Mr I couldn't dance with a chart and a seeing eye elf!"

Ron started to retort something when lavender giggled, "I bet Harry would know which end of a girl to do things with."

Hermione bit her lip for a moment before saying, "Well Hermione was complimenting me on my cunning linguistic skills earlier."

Lavender and Parvati started laughing loudly as Ron frowned at Hermione after he looked like he was trying to figure out what she meant.

Seamus spoke up, "You see he meant."

"I know what he meant. I don't need a mick to tell me that."

Seamus jumped up, "Alright that's enough outta you. Time for ye ta get punched again."

Ron jumped up knocking his drink into Padma's lap causing her to jump up angrily and throw her drink in Ron's face. "I am going to kick your lingham into a yoni!"

Ron had no idea what she meant but judging by the expression on her face he wold not like it. And with Seamus and Parvati both rounding the table with an angry expression on their faces decided to leave. At that moment the band picked up a raucous fast paced saxophone and snare drum piece of music as Ron was chased out of the great hall with both Patil's and Seamus after him. Professor mcgonnagal saw them and joined the chase quickly.

Lavender leaned over, "Good job getting rid of them. So you want to talk a walk in the courtyard?"

Hermione just looked upwards with a pained grimace.
…...

The Yule Ball of 1994 would go down in history as incredibly memorable for Ron Weasley being thrown into the sparkling slushie fountain in the middle of the courtyard by both Patil girls saying he needed to cool down his ego a bit. Viktor was found to be complimenting and chatting with a Hufflepuff girl after Harry had threatened to bludger his snitch for touching his butt again. Hermione had discovered that one, more girls than just Ginny had a thing for the boy-who-lived, and two that for some reason she was liking girls a lot more than she had before winding up in Harry's body. Which led to her jumping in the fountain to cool off after being chased by Lavender, Ginny, Romilda, and a Millicent Bulstrode who had brushed her hair out and wore a rather risque dress that left very little to the imagination. Claiming she would open her Gryffindor and let Harry slither in...

So when Harry and Hermione were told to report to the Head of Gryffindor's office they both grimaced and did so like heading for the gallows.

"I expected Mr Potter to act like a hot head but you Miss Granger? I had hoped you would be a moderating influence on those two." She said trying to restrain her brogue as she primly glared at Harry.
Harry looked awkwardly back at the irate Scots-woman and shrugged.

"A shrug? That's all you have to say for yourself? In the last day you have punched a fellow Gryffindor, causing a bonnie right fracas. One that resulted in two young ladies exposing themselves to half the house and the other half falling down. Young master Creevey is still in hospital wing from the trauma he received at what he saw." Minerva huffed, "So. What in the blue blazes is going on wit ye?"

Harry swallowed and tried to think of something Hermione would say, "I'm uh. I'm having some female problems."

Hermione slapped herself on the forehead, "No she isn't. We are suffering from the side effects of a ritual that went wrong. That's Harry and I'm Hermione."

The professor looked from one to the other then back again sighing, "Are you expecting me to believe that somehow the two of you have swapped bodies?"

"Yes ma'am." Hermione said.

"Mister Potter. It is admirable you want to protect Miss Granger however making up wild and highly improbable stories is not going to help."

Harry put his hand on Hermione's arm, "It's okay. I'm sorry Professor. I'm just so stressed and worried about Harry. I realized I like him as more than a friend and am scared that he'll get hurt, or worse, during this. So I'm feeling really stressed out."

The professor relaxed a bit saying, "I see. Well that can be understood, and believed a lot more than some body swapping hooey."

"Yes. Ma'am. I'm sorry I caused so much trouble." Harry said looking down at the desk and sniffling a little bit.

"No need to become a weeping pot Miss Granger. Just do not allow this bent towards violence to continue please." Minerva said sympathetically. "I'm afraid Mr Weasley may find himself being injured someplace Poppy cannot grow back."
"Yes ma'am. I'll be better once this is all over with and I feel more like myself." Harry earnestly said batting his eyes with the most puppy dog expression he could.

"Very well you may leave Miss Granger I need to speak with Mr Potter for a brief moment."

Harry nodded then left. Hermione sighed as the professor turned towards her, "Now. Since it seems you have become quite the popular gentleman on campus we should make sure you understand the situation when a witch and a wizard have a fondness for each other."
…...

Harry was leaning against the wall waiting for Hermione when Draco walked up, he paused then smirking said, "So practicing for your career after you get kicked out?"

Harry launched himself off of the wall quickly causing Draco to step back and adopt a boxing pose, "Hey! I'm not going to be sucker punched the way you did Weasley."

"Draco. I would not even soil my nails on you." Harry huffed, "What are you doing up here out of your hole in the ground?"

"I had some homework to discus with McGonnagal. As if it matters to a bint like you." he sneered.

Harry was breathing hard as he stepped closer, "Draco you're alone. Where are your minions?"

Draco looked disgustedly at Harry, "They got caught up by Moody and are in detention."

"Aww to bad. So it looks like you and I are all alone right now." Harry chuckled.

Draco looked around as he noticed several of the paintings seemed to be checking their frames out or watching intently. "That is not something I have ever dreamed of."
Harry grabbed Draco by the tie, "You let your guard down Malfoy."

Hermione exited the professor's office with an awkward blush before she noticed the tableau in the corridor, "Let go of him please."

"But. I was just going to thump him a little bit." Harry protested.

"Let go of him." Hermione flatly ordered.

Letting go Harry pouted, "Fine. You should be glad I'm in a good mood Malfoy."

Draco looked between the two of them "You are both mental."

"You have utterly no idea." Hermione agreed dryly.

"Mr Malfoy. " Minerva said tersely.

With one last glance at the two of them he scurried into the office. Minerva raised her eyebrow and Harry shrugged with a weak smile.

Minerva frowned but just shut her door.

"How did you do that?" Hermione demanded.

"What do you mean?" Harry grinned as he slid his arm into Hermione's.

"That song and dance you gave McGonnagal to get out of trouble?"

"Oh there was this girl in Dudley's little gang that was horrible and mean but she could bat her eyes, cry on demand, and get the teachers to apologize to her for for accusing her of causing trouble." Harry shrugged. "I just realized that it might work here."
"Yeah. Work once, don't do it again." Hermione grumped.

"Yes dear." Harry said batting his eyelashes.

"You are getting entirely too comfortable in my body." Hermione noted in annoyance.

"Then let's get busy and get this fixed." Harry urged.

"Good idea."

…...

Four days later Hermione had double checked the runes, her math and the set up of the ritual circles. She had Harry collect the various ingredients and materials she needed. Her, Harry and Luna worked on memorizing a way of contacting each other when they arrived in the past as well as practicing their wandless as they would be unable to get a wand for several days at the very least.

Declaring the circles ready she and her two friends stood looking at the circles painted on the Room of Requirement's floor. She had placed large arrows from each of their names to the specific circle each person was supposed to lay within.

"I am not going to run the risk of messing this one up again." Hermione declared.

"Alright. Let's go." Harry said laying down in his circle. "Now you're sure this is targeted getting my soul back into my body?"

"Yes Harry. Now Luna get in your circle and I'll get in mine. This will work."

"And we're not going to forget anything?" Luna asked for reassurance.

"Not enough to matter." Hermione huffed, "Although there are some aspects of being Harry I would not mind forgetting."

Harry shrugged, "I dunno. It hasn't been too bad being you."

"I could wait a few more weeks until my period should be here." Hermione patiently said with a mischievous smile.

"On further consideration I would not mind having my body back." Harry said laying down quietly.

"That's what I thought." Hermione said as she lit the fire and said the words. Making sure to enunciate each one exactly and properly as she laid in her circle. The dissolving sensation occurred soon afterwards.

…...

Harry awoke in a blurry dark musty cupboard on a rough lumpy cot. He recognized where he was immediately. Checking his body he was relieved to find he was back in his own male body. Picking his glasses up he chuckled darkly as he wandlessly unlocked and opened the cupboard door. He had a pair of girls he needed to collect and a world to change.

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