Flash
By Sashi Mizumoto
A/N: Wow, I have so much writing inspiration today! This is somewhat random, and the plot has been used before, but I really wanted to write this anyway!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
Hermione rummaged through her bag furiously before digging up a quill. It was then that she realized she couldn't find any ink. Livid, she tapped Harry on the shoulder quite sharply. He turned away from Professor McGonagall, who had been lecturing on how to change a bat into shoes, and gave Hermione a questioning look. She pointed from her quill to the empty inkbottle, but Harry had never picked up on the skill of reading lips. After watching her repeat the actions, he finally understood, and decided to cast a spell to replenish the ink in the bottle.
"Ilkonakos."
However, the spell backfired, and ink exploded from the end of Harry's wand, covering the right side of the room in horrid-smelling ink. Cries were heard from various students, mainly concerning ruined clothes and hair. Hermione and Harry, however, noticed that laughing boy on the fortunate left side of the room.
Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
According to any Gryffindor that knew him, he was a disgusting, foul little worm. He knew nothing of love, kindness, consideration…well, you get the idea. He followed the stereotype of a Slytherin, down to the clothes he wore and the way he talked. Always muttering about 'Mudbloods' and 'Harry Potter'.
As Professor McGonagall attempted to clean the mess, Draco, along with his cronies Crabbe and Goyle, crossed the room over to where Hermione and Harry sat. Immediately, their defenses went up, and they brandished their wands quickly. However, Draco only held his hands up as a sign of PEACE?
"Oh please, do not worry. I'm in no need to fight with you two today. Just wanted to congratulate you on your failure, Potter. You can't even cast a simple charm right. How pathetic." Draco sneered at the two before turning his back and proceeding to walk away. However, Hermione pointed her wand between his shoulder blades.
"Stop where you are Malfoy. I won't let you get away with talking to Harry like that."
Draco stopped in his tracks and quickly turned on his heel, smirking loftily at her.
"Oh PLEASE Mudblood, if Potter's not worth my time, what makes you think you are? You're even lower than he is, and that's really saying something. You are equivalent to DIRT, Granger. DIRT."
If Draco was about to say other insults, he never had the chance. Harry's fist connected with Draco's jaw and Draco flew backward, running into his henchmen. As Draco pulled himself off the floor, he looked at the glowering Harry standing before him. The rest of the class stopped their complaining as Harry started to speak.
"If you EVER talk about Hermione like that again, I'll-"
"That's enough Mr. Potter! Mr. Malfoy! Ms. Granger!"
Professor McGonagall raced forwards to the three and her pursed lips tightened, making her look extremely old and weary.
"10 points from Gryffindor and 5 points from Slytherin! And detention tomorrow night, 8 o' clock in the library! Now, everyone sit down and I shall continue the lesson!"
Hermione inwardly groaned and threw one last dirty look at Draco before sitting down. It was then that she realized that her quill was still lacking ink.
Hermione stormed out of Transfiguration, stomping her way up to the Great Hall for lunch. Harry ran to catch up with her and panted for air.
"'Mione, walk slower! You're not running some bloody marathon for god's sakes!"
Hermione could faintly hear Harry's voice, but her mind was lingering on a thought that kept bothering her.
'Oh for goodness sakes, why did I get in trouble? I mean, I needed to go to the library anyway, but I doubt Professor McGonagall will let us just do schoolwork! Now that I think about it though, going to the library for a detention IS a bit odd. Hmm… I wonder…'
Just as Hermione rounded the corner, she collided into a figure with shocking red locks. She looked and saw that it was Virginia Weasley, better known as Ginny.
"Ginny! Just the person I wanted to see!"
Ginny tilted her head curiously and gave Hermione a small smile of confusion.
"Ok, sure. What do you need to talk to me about?"
Hermione quickly scrambled off the floor and held out her hand to Ginny, who took it gratefully. Ginny, however, was soon pulled forcefully into the Great Hall, stumbling over her own feet as they ran.
"'Mione, what's going on? Jeez, tell me something at least!" Hermione stopped and Ginny bumped into her back, almost falling backward. Hermione turned, and with a curt attitude, ranted to Ginny about how Harry had acted carelessly, Draco was a prat, and how Professor McGonagall had unjustly punished her. As Ginny listened, an idea began to slowly piece itself together in her mind. She inwardly smirked and watched Hermione as she began to finally calm down.
"I mean really! It's a good thing I have my Charms essay written already!" Ginny nodded, though she had not actually listened to much of the conversation.
"Hey 'Mione, what if you were to get back at Harry and Malfoy? I mean, you can't be mean to a teacher, it's not in you. But you could at least punish the other two!"
Hermione looked at Ginny with curiosity and blinked. "Exactly what do you have planned Ginny? Nothing too evil for Harry I hope." Ginny shook her head. "No, it's not THAT bad. Well, it would be bad for Malfoy, but not Harry!"
Hermione nodded happily. "I'm up for pulling some tricks. No one takes my library time away from me."
As the detention time drew closer, Hermione finished writing the notes to Harry and Draco. She signed her name elegantly before putting her quill away. She smiled and decided to head down to the library early. As she walked away from the Gryffindor common room, her footsteps echoing into the empty halls, she saw a head of platinum blonde hair approach her. She stopped as he neared her, and he glared at her angrily through his gray eyes.
"Hello Mudblood."
Hermione stayed quiet, and dug out the letter to Draco that she had written earlier. She held it out to him, her slender fingers trembling ever so slightly. It was still quite noticeable to Draco, however. He didn't say anything, though many insults itched at his mouth to let them out. Instead, he looked at the envelope to Hermione's face with a look of disgust in his eyes.
"What is this vile thing?"
She twitched and held it out to him more forcefully.
"It is a letter of challenge. You, Harry, and me. If you want to bring others, you may. Ginny and Ron will overlook the challenge and make sure it doesn't get out of hand. It is scheduled for tomorrow night at midnight at the top of the Astronomy Tower."
Draco paused for a minute in his thoughts and suddenly grabbed the envelope roughly from her hands, smirking with a look of deep confidence glimmering in his gray orbs.
"You're on, Mudblood. And believe me, I can take care of you and Potter on my own. I'll bring no one else." He turned quickly and walked to the library. Hermione watched his retreating figure before heading in the same direction.
She didn't want to walk anywhere near him.
The next day, Hermione felt more tired than she usually did. Professor McGonagall had made them dust the entire library, and it took 4 hours just to complete the job. Hermione though, being terribly excited about the challenge, was unable to sleep until two in the morning. She had given Harry the letter on the way back to the common room, not telling him all of the details.
As she sat down at the Great Hall, waiting for breakfast, she watched as Ron and Harry planted themselves next to her. Harry smiled at Hermione and greeted her with a cheerful 'Good morning!' while Ron just nodded groggily and gave them both a weak wave.
Ginny bounced happily and sat down across from Hermione as the food appeared and Ron instantly perked up, shoving three biscuits into his mouth. Ginny sighed and smacked her brother lightly on the head.
"Jeez Ron, chew your food! Hermione and I do NOT want to see this so early in the morning!"
Ron muttered something angrily at her, though she was distracted by the bits of food that flew into her face. She let out a shout and squirmed. Hermione, bored with it all, turned her head, and met her eyes with the evil Slytherin that kept insisting on bothering all people around him. Draco grinned evilly and mouthed the word 'Mudblood' at her. She shook her head, stuck her tongue out, and turned around to look at Ginny again. She stuffed her mouth with eggs, unable to wait for what would happen at midnight.
Midnight came and Harry eased his Invisibility Cloak out of the bottom of his trunk. He had somehow managed for himself, Ron, Hermione and Ginny to fit underneath the magical article. They raced to the top of the Astronomy Tower and sat, waiting impatiently for Draco to come. He finally did, and he was wearing what LOOKED like Muggle clothes. Hermione scoffed at this and pointed this out to him. Draco scowled angrily.
"This is the official Malfoy uniform when we duel."
The Gryffindors had a hard time from bursting into laughter, and this only fueled Draco's anger more so. He thrust his wand from his pocket and pointed it at them menacingly. They stopped laughing quickly and Hermione and Harry took their own wands out. Ginny and Ron stood as well and backed up, watching their movements carefully.
Draco looked over at Hermione for a few seconds before chanting a spell.
"STUPEFY!"
Just as the spell was about to hit her, another voice was heard.
"SWITORCHIA!"
A blinding flash sparked and the room was enveloped in light. The teenagers covered their eyes with their hands and waited for the light to pass. As it did, Hermione gasped.
Well actually, DRACO gasped.
Ginny looked over at Hermione and Draco, as did Ron and Harry. Draco stuttered for a few seconds, actually speechless for once. Hermione was the first to say something. Well, DRACO was the first to say something.
"Oh my god! I'm in Draco's body!"
Harry wondered as to what Draco would do. After all, he was now in Hermione's body.
END OF CHAPTER 1
A/N: Woot! Draco and Hermione have switched bodies! Who cast the spell? How is it reversed? Fear the cliffhanger!