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Chapter 19

In Which Gryffindor Discovers Nail Polish

Or

El Ramon the Sea King

Krum finished, leaving Ron alone in the classroom. Ron decided not to have lunch in the great hall after all he was feeling lower than low at the moment.

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Hermione waited half way threw lunch in hopes of catching Ron. She had decided in muggle studies that this absurd idea of switching bodies had going on long enough. She had walked more than a mile in Ron's shoes and what did she have to show for it? Nothings that's what. She was going to march up to Dumbledore's office dragging Ron along kicking and screaming if she must. When she got there she was going to explain her case and she would get her way or her name wasn't Hermione Jane Granger.

Fed up with waiting for Ron she asked Harry if she might borrow his map for a moment. Harry agreed to let her use it as long as she wasn't going to use it to hurt 'Hermione', because Harry knew that gleam in 'Ron's' eyes far to well. Using the map she found Ron in the kitchens and went to retrieve him.

She entered the door and was about to start on a very long lecture about how no one was suppose to be in the kitchens and such but she noticed the look on Ron's face. She had never seen him like this; it looked as though he might have been crying. He looked of into space and stirred his bowl of stew. It was obvious that he had not noticed Hermione's presence yet.

The best mate side of her that had lain dormant for the last few days perked up and she couldn't help but say, "Ron?" He looked up at her and quickly tried to hide the look on his face. "What's wrong," Hermione said forgetting about their whole row.

"Nothings wrong," Ron growled.

"Oh," Hermione finished in a small voice. After a few seconds, she shook of her spell of friendliness disappeared. "Come on Ron we need to go to Dumbledore and convince him to switch our bodies."

"Fine" Ron said in a bruiting voice. He followed her to Dumbledore's office and she knocked on the headmaster's door.

"Come in, Come in," said a voice from inside. They pushed the door open and entered when Dumbledore saw whom it was, he exclaimed, "Ah I have been wondering when you two would be back. I assume that you have both returned to you normal states have you not?"

As they took seats in front of the headmaster Hermione piped up, "No professor we haven't!"

A mix of mirth and interest crossed Dumbledore's face, "Really?"

"Yes!" Hermione conformed. He pulled out his wand and walked around the pair swishing his wand and muttering.

"Ingenious… a nice bit of spell work here… well I'll be," Dumbledore muttered straitening up, "It would appear Miss Granger and Mr. Weasly that someone is doing my dirty work for me."

"What?" Hermione and Ron both blurted.

"Well it appears that someone has cast a time extending charm on my original one," he clarified.

"Well it can't be too long, right. Three days? A week?" Hermione gulped.

"On the contrary it shall be in effect until you learn to love and understand each other"

"We're doomed," they both said, crest fallen.

"I am sure you shall get out of it some how. In the mean time I guess I aught to help you two out a bit. I shall have your grades for each class you take become your grades not the others. As for the classes you don't take together well we will just have to transfer Miss Granger's grades in Muggle studies and Divinations to Mr. Wesley's Ancient Ruins and Arithmancy and vice versa."

"That will help but wouldn't it make more sense to just move us to the class we are suppose to be in? We'll get behind on the studies for that class," Hermione piped in.

"Yeah and what about the match this weekend. We will lose for sure with Hermione as keeper!"

"What about the head duties? He will screw up all our organization."

"What if someone wants to play me in chess. She will lose fo-"

"Now, now, I think this is a wonderful learning experience for the two of you. I want you both to keep on pretending to be each other. I shall have you miss your second period class each day and you two will spend this time updating each other on your lives, classes, extra circulars, whatever it is that you need to. Your switching back of course is our highest concern. Now of course this will take a lot of time out of your day so as compensation how about when you have managed to switch back I shall award you with 243.6 house points sound fair?" Dumbledore mused.

"243.6 House point? That's like winning an inter Quidditch match!" Ron said amazed.

"243.6 points each," Dumbledore confirmed.

"Hermione if we pull this off there is no way that we won't win the house cup. Even if we are totally butchered in the Quidditch game!" Ron exclaimed excitedly.

"Well then I shall inform the staff of what has happened if you have no further grievances. Now I believe you have a class to attend, let me not keep you from it," Dumbledore finished.

"Thank you professor," they both said leaving.

As they walked down the stair Ron said, "243.6 points each! That's like 486 points!"

"487.4 points," Hermione corrected.

"Whatever, I don't think anyone has ever gotten that many! We are going to be famous!"

"We already are famous you twit! And beside Arnold the Great was awarded 300 points for st-" Hermione exclaimed only to be cut of by Ron.

"Honestly I didn't ask Hogwarts a History!"

As a verbal war raged outside Dumbledore office he sat down and said, "10 points to Gryffindor for some lovely handiwork Miss Weasly."

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Through out the meeting in Dumbledore's office Ginny had been eating. Harry sat across from her flat out starring at her the entire meal, and frankly it was making her feel slightly scared. She nearly hugged Lavender when she came in and sat down next to her.

"Hello Ginny, I just got back from the hospital wing. Parvati's there you know! She is in a horrible state and I am sooooo worried! Anyways so I picked up some nail polish from our room and I am going back there after charms. We are going to paint our nails and do I bit of hunk searching in Witches Weekly. Would you like to join?" Lavender chirped.

"Sorry I have Quidditch practice this afternoon," Ginny said.

"That's too bad. Oh guess what, for the match Saturday I got some gold nail polish. Parvati is going to go with red," Lavender said pulling out the gold nail polish from her bag. It sparkled in the sun just like a snitch, which gave Ginny a very, very devious idea.

"Lavender can I borrow that for the day? I promise to give it back before the match," Ginny asked.

"Sure," Lavender said.

"Thanks," Ginny smiled, she would hate to be on hufflepuff team on Saturday.

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"You're late," said Elair the defense against the dark arts teacher from her desk.

"Sorry professor Dumbledore held us up," Ron said.

"Very well, take your seats," Elair continued, "Last class we finished up our review on vampires. Now we shall go onto reviewing Werewolves! Copy down all the indications of a werewolf from the board please."

As Ron copied the symptoms from the board he began to worry; shabby and sleep deprived were symptoms and Hermione did look tired a lot. Plus Hermione did have a habit of going to bed early some nights when she finished her homework; maybe she really left only to become a werewolf. That was the end of it; Hermione was a werewolf and she had never told him.

He looked over at Hermione in his body furiously taking notes. She would look all to innocent wouldn't she…

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione's next class, charms, went by quickly as they hardly had enough time to finish their tests. After that, Hermione dragged Ron off to meet Terry for the head meeting about who should be the new commentator for the upcoming Quidditch team. After making sure that Ron had safely made it through the common room door Hermione when off to do her homework. Terry arrived a few minutes latter and the meeting began.

"Well I checked the suggestion box and here is the list of names… Harry Potter, well we can't use that one because he is on the team… Walus Walingburg … Luna Lovegood; that might be interesting… The Weird Sisters, well that obviously won't happen! … Me… The parvil twins. Do they even know about Quidditch? … Max Fax (the whore!)… And Neville Longbottom," Terry said rapidly.

"Ummmm… sounds good?" Ron said.

"Hermione you're driving me completely insane! What is up with you? I have never seen you this off whack in my life! In this last weekend alone you professed your love for Ron and about 100 other weird things. You can tell me what is wrong, I am your friend remember…" Terry said fuming because he knew something was up with Hermione and he just couldn't put a finger on it.

"Em… Neville sounds nice?" Ron answered trying to skirt his way around Terry's question.

"HERMIONE!" Terry nearly bellowed with frustration.

"Fine, fine, fine… it's an …um… girl thing you wouldn't understand," Ron tried.

"And why wouldn't I understand?" Terry said.

"Because you a boy!" Ron said obviously.

"Hermione that wont work on me. Now fess up. Young lady your not leaving this meeting till I get it out of you, do I make myself clear?" Terry demanded acting startlingly like McGonagall in a bad mood. Ron franticly searched his brain for something clever and Hermione like to say while all the time thinking of those glorious 487.4 house points he would loose if Terry found out. Then Ron remembered about Krum, he figured women always are so overly dramatic about their love life that this was the perfect cover.

"Fine well you see there is guy I know that liked me but I hurt him, and now I feel just horrible about it," Ron started.

"Poor girl," Terry soothed now that Ron had started talking.

"And well I didn't really like him but I wanted to be friends with him, because well he is not a complete idiot. But he said that we couldn't even be friends. Son now I feel downright horrible about it, but I didn't want to lead him on or anything," Ron said trying to act like Hermione.

"I am sorry I yelled at you Hermione; I just hate seeing you sad and not being able to do anything about it," Terry apologized.

"It's ok," Ron offered.

"For a second there, I thought that, that horrible prat, Ron, had done something to you again, so well I overreacted," Terry explained.

"WHAT!" Ron fumed, that little twit didn't just call me a name, did he?

"I mean Neville would make a great commentator. I shall go right now and ask him if he wants to!" Terry said, realizing that he had just set 'Hermione' off. Terry nearly flew headlong out of the head common room when he saw the look on 'her' face.

Ron decided to go spend some quality time looking through Hermione's stuff...

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"Ron! Its time for our lovely Quidditch practice!" Harry bellowed. He could hardly wait to see Ginny again.

"Just kill me now," Hermione muttered darkly following Harry.

"What a great day! The sky is blue! The grass is green! Ginny's hair is Red!" Harry exclaimed skipping to the pitch.

"Dear god, what have I done to get this punishment?" Hermione moped. Ginny was the last to arrive on the team, she came dragging a large bag of something and grinning from ear to ear.

"Hay I had an idea for a tactic!" Ginny shouted.

"Really? What is it?" called Todd from her left.

"So imagine this, right, next Saturday we all come decked out in gold and red to the match," Ginny started.

"We always do that Gin," Jeff piped up.

"Yes, except instead of having our regular gold, we will charm it to turn the color of the gold the snitch is. So their Seeker will be completely confused! Harry of course will have practiced all week with the "fake snitches" we are creating so we will have no problem," Ginny explained.

"That just might work…" Harry said to the air.

"Right that's what I though you would say so I came prepared," Ginny stated, "All right everyone hands out."

Everyone pulled their hands out of their pocket and looked at Ginny inquiringly. Ginny did a swish of her wand and all their nails had turned gold.

"What! You little witch," Bellowed Todd, "You just painted my nails!"

"Yep," Ginny agreed and swooshed her wand again and their hair was all gold.

"I can't believe you turned my hair gold!" Joe exclaimed.

"Well I did now turn around so I can make your embroidery on your back brighter," Ginny said twisting him around. She then reached into her bag and pulled out and assortment of necklaces, rings, and bracelets which she put on them using force.

"Holy Hippogriff!" Jeff said examining himself in Ginny's pocket mirror, "I look like something from a nightmare!"

"Oh hush the charms wear off in two hours," Ginny proclaimed.

"I can't believe I gave in to you, we will be the laughing stock of the whole school," Harry said examining in golden hair and eyebrows.

"I think it looks ok," Hermione commented.

"WHAT?" screamed the other members of the team, "I swear I am going to kill you Ron!" Hermione decided to jump on her broom and bolt out of there before she was squashed into a pulp. The team was about to follow after her but then they noticed that it did look like the snitch could be any number of places around her.

"Maybe this was a good idea after all," Joe said.

"Of course it is," Ginny grinned.

"Finding the snitch is going to be so bloody hard," Todd exclaimed.

"I think it is time to start practicing. We can have a scrimmage; Ron, Ginny, and Todd against Kelp, Joe and Jeff and I will send out a snitch and practice with it," Harry said professionally. To say the least, the game was a disaster; Ginny kept on dropping the ball because of her sore wrist, Hermione couldn't catch the ball for anything, and Harry caught the snitch only after 2 hours when the charms had started to wear off. At the end of the practice everyone was dead tired. They all gave Ginny the jewelry they had on and their hair only was tinged with gold that was rapidly disappearing. Ginny looked over everyone Nails and began a speech.

"Honestly you all have completely chipped of all the nail polish and I put an extra strength charm on it. Only Ron is able to keep his on! Your homework is to learn how to not chip you polish!" Ginny bellowed removing the last of Hermione's nail polish.

"You can't give us homework. I am team captain," Harry complained.

"Look Mr. Pretty Boy I can give you homework if I want," Ginny glowered at him menacingly. The Team decided not to argue with her and retreated to their dorms instead.

Hermione and Harry walk in silence for a time until Harry broke it, "Ron, I like your sister and all but she is dead scary."

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Ron Realized after half an hour of searching through Hermione's room that there was simply nothing of use he could use for blackmail. This disappointed Ron because he believed even people who acted all perfect and innocent like Hermione had deep dark secrets. But then he found something of interest; stacked in-between an advanced theory of Physics book and copy of Helping Heal Hippogriffs he found Le Ramon the Sea King. Ron's eyebrows rose as he looked at the cover of Le Ramon the Sea King Part II: Revenge of Captain Charlie where a scantily dressed female was held in the arms of a muscular man.

'Hermione reading a trashy romance novel?' Ron thought. He opened the book to where it was bookmarked to see if it was true;

Le Ramon left his ship and secretly boarded the feared Captain Charlie's ship in search of fair Victoria his lover. He snuck past the guards and entered The Captain's privet chambers. Victory was there in a ball on the floor chained to the bedpost.

Victoria looked up to see Le Ramon standing in front of her, her heart jumped and fell at the same time, "Le Ramon, my love, you came back for me! But you mustn't be here! It's a trap! The Captain means to kill you!"

"I know my beautiful, but I couldn't live with out seeing your face. I Love you," Le Ramon declared taking Victoria in his arms and kissing her passionately. Their tongues intertwined as Le R- (A/N I have never read a Romance novel so does this sound accurate?)

'Oh honestly, how could Hermione read this? It is written porn! Girls are such hippocrates some times; they always scream about boys and their pornographic magazines and this, my friend, is no better' Ron thought.

Terry poked his head in the door of the room, "Hermione, Neville is waiting for you. He says you are supposed to tutor him. If you aren't feeling up to it, I can tutor him for you."

"Would you?" Ron asked not at all keen on tutoring Neville.

"Course I would," Terry said with a smile and wink before leaving. 'Damn' Ron thought, 'Hermione sure had Terry wiped.' Ron would have to keep a better eye on Terry; he didn't trust him in the least.

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"Dinner is a lovely thing," Hermione said, shoveling mashed potatoes into her mouth.

"Right you are," Ron agreed, mouth full of pudding.

"So does this mean you guy have made up?" Harry said.

"Heck no!" They both exclaimed.

"Just checking," Harry said before they tried to hurt him.

They all ate for a few minuets in silence before Ron asked, "Her-Ron do you know what the capital of ancient china is? It's on this Ancient Ruins home work and I don't get it." Harry gave Ron a very funny look and Hermione kicked him under the table, "ouch! I mean do you think they would ask for the wizarding capital or Muggle capital. How about you Harry, what do you think they would ask? I can't be wrong!"

"Why don't you just write down both?" Harry said unsure and decided that it would be much easier to go back to dreaming about Ginny than figure out what was wrong with his two best mates.

Ron and Hermione managed to sneak away from Harry without being noticed on the account that Ginny was eating pudding in a very sexy way, according to Harry. Which is to say she was actually just shoveling it into her mouth in-between gulps of pumpkin juice while correcting her Potions essay. Yes Harry, her gorging was sexy indeed (please note sarcasms here).

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"Hermione, tomorrow morning, you are learning Quidditch," Ron said on their way to the common room.

"Then second period, you are learning how to answer questions in class," Hermione spat back.

"Speaking of that. You have got to stop raising your hand in class. Everyone is going to think I am a prick," Ron told her.

"You are acting like such a man," Hermione said annoyed.

"Has it ever accrued to you that I am one?" Ron smirked, "And by the way why are you reading Le Ramon the Sea King?It's one trash book, if I have ever read a trashy book."

Hermione's face turned red and she stuck up her nose and said, "Well I was under the impression that you couldn't read."

"And I was under the impression that you had a good choice in literature," Ron teased with dramatic hand motions, "But I guess I have to be wrong once in a very great while!"

There was a silence between the two and then out of the blue Hermione said, "I threw away all your dirty magazines."

"I'm gonna kill you," Ron screamed turning red and chasing her down the hall.

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Hermione had managed to escape Ron by hiding in the moaning Murtle's bathroom. She leaned against the door, trying to catch her breath while listening all the time for signs of Ron's approach.

"Murtle darling…" came a moan from one of the stalls.

"OH! Moe-Joe you ba-" but Hermione didn't hear the rest because she would rather prefer taking her chances with Ron than having a pirate and a ghost finding out she had walked in on them.

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Ron gave up on finding Hermione because frankly his new legs where so short that it took twice as long to get anywhere. He decided instead to take a quick shower and finish his homework before going to bed.

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Harry left the dining hall and decided that it was definitely time for another shower so he went up to take it. He had taken off his clothes, but realized that he couldn't find the towels in the newly clean room. Hermione walked in a few seconds later and got a full view of Harry with nothing on but a pair of boxers.

"Harry put some clothes on!" Hermione howled, averting her eyes immediately.

"Sorry Ron. Have you seen the towels?" Harry said.

"They are in the bathroom for Merlin's sake," Hermione howled.

"Thanks," Harry said marching into the bathroom. Hermione decided that she was going to have to sit down with good old El Ramon the Sea King Part XXVI: The Lust of Mistress Georgina to get that whole scaring incident out of her head. Sure Harry was a good-looking guy, but it was like walking in on a brother. El Ramon on the other hand was not.

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A/N- I have this new kitten that keeps attacking my butt… I think it is my Karma coming back at me for writing in Crookshanks attacking Ron's butt. Feel sorry for the poor boy it is painful! Another not so happy notes my beta (who also happens to be my sister) stepped on a toothpick on her birthday and we had to spend about 5 hours in the hospital. On a good note though I got my two English essay back and I got A's so I am gloating! But on to business.

I want to change my title and summery thingy to something new. Any ideas?

Also what do you think of Terry, I am very curious.

And lastly what do you think of El Ramon the Sea King?

Read and Review or serious nonexistent punishments will accrue.