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Switch me, witch!	By : KBowman Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13379 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rating � NC-17

Characters � Hermione/Draco

Summary � Hermione tries to �switch� Draco�s personality for
a nicer one, but accidentally switches him with herself.

Disclaimer � I don�t own anything here except the plot.
Everything Harry Potter related belongs to J.K.Rowling and associates.

Author Note � The
fourth episode finally appears! Sorry this took so long, I lost track and
completely forgot I�d got this started� don�t kill me!

Switch me, witch!

Chapter three � Hubble
Bubble

Draco pushed himself up in the bed and looked over at
himself. Crabbe and Goyle were sitting nearby but he supposed in this form
they�d be less than welcoming if he tried to talk to them.

This is just perfect, he thought bitterly; once again I�m a
girl.

And Hermione of course, was once again a boy. And he, Draco
Malfoy, Harry Potter�s arch enemy, was for some reason not disclosing the
ridiculous truth but was actually pretending to be a mudblood muggle-born
witch!

He slid down the bed, bending his knees and stopping only
when he was sure Crabbe and Goyle could no longer see his face. This was
embarrassing. This was worse than embarrassing; this was like his private hell!
And it wasn�t going to be simple to get out of either. If Granger had been
right then presumably her spell had managed to hit that elusive 15% chance of
failure. Obviously it had held out for a while, but then it had reversed and
they were back where they had started.

Suddenly Draco was incredibly, madly angry at Hermione. Who
the fuck did the stupid cow think she was? Because of her, he had missed
lessons and looked like a fool by fainting in front of his entire gang, and
because of her he was trapped inside her body, forced to play nice with Potter
and Weasley if he didn�t want them to find out what had happened. And as much
as he would have loved to see Weasley�s face at the thought that Draco Malfoy
had seen more of Hermione Granger than he ever would, the way it would rebound
upon him was worse. He�d get the worst of it for being inside a girl � Hermione
would get off lightly compared to what he�d probably face when people found
out. The taunts, the comments� everything he had ever started against the
golden trio would come back to haunt him, and exposing Granger just wasn�t
worth it.

No, he had to get her back for this, but he couldn�t let
people know. Something that�d make her hurt then; and something she couldn�t
take to a teacher because after all, she�d have to reveal that she had been
practicing magic on a fellow student without permission, and also, if he found
something she wouldn�t ever dare tell�

Potter. Draco�s eyes lit up and he grinned suddenly. Potter,
of course! Granger�s weak spot, and from the looks of it, Potter had a bit of a
soft one for her too. Sure, they were �best friends� but everyone had heard the
rumours that Granger and Potter were more than a little friendly behind closed
doors, but were keeping it secret for Weasley�s sake. Which was just the kind
of thing Granger would think up, Draco thought vehemently. The stupid little
priss wouldn�t want her precious trio to split up because she was a fickle
bitch.

He stretched his neck, craning over the smooth curves of
Hermione�s knees to check whether or not �he� had woken up yet. Nope, nothing
yet. Then this was also the perfect time to put into action the idea that was
forming in his head.

Potter and Weasley were together at the moment of course, he
thought, but they were easy enough to separate. He�d just use Hermione to get
Weasley to go and find a towel or some other complete stupid task. And Weasley
would do it. Then �Hermione� would� would�

Fuck Potter. Draco�s eyes widened at his own cunning. Of
course! Lay the boy who lived with the best lay he�s ever had, probably the
first as well, and when we switch back she�ll get the surprise of her life �
her friendship with Potter ruined and her virginity and his taken while she was out of her own head! It�ll hurt her �
everyone knows girls prize their �flower�, and plus she�ll suddenly be in a
very awkward situation with Potter � and she won�t be able to tell because
she�ll have to spill the sauce on the potion she got me with and she�ll have to confess that she and
Potter got it on, even if she wasn�t technically around! Draco grinned to
himself. It was pure evil genius, even if he did say so himself.

He sat up, sure of what he was going to do, and saw Crabbe
and Goyle watching him. He tried his usual sneer but found it hard-going �
Hermione�s face wasn�t prepared for it, and her muscles refused to do what they
should. He got the feeling that he looked a little odd, because Crabbe and
Goyle grinned at each other and sniggered. He wanted to stride over and knock
some sense into their thick heads, but of course Hermione would never do such a
thing (despite the numerous blows she seemed to feel he warranted) and anyway, he could feel the difference in
Hermione�s muscles to his. They weren�t bad, at least she wasn�t flabby and
overweight, but she also wasn�t going to be punching anyone without feeling it
for several days afterwards.

Draco looked down, mildly amused that he had breasts again.
It was another experience, and he was surprised that Hermione�s body didn�t
seem to notice or even mind much when he jiggled them experimentally between
his hands. He tried it a little harder and winced. All right, it did hurt a
bit. No wonder girls never run upstairs. He looked over at Crabbe and Goyle,
and did something he�d never done before � blushed. They were looking at him
very strangely, and Draco remembered that of course girls didn�t just sit up
and start playing with their breasts. Well, at least as far as he knew, but it
never happened in public. He would have noticed it.

He swung his legs over the side of the bed a little
unsteadily and composed himself, then stood up. His body, with Hermione inside
it, was still flat out. He wondered briefly if he hadn�t perhaps hit his head
on one of the stone walls when he passed out, but dismissed the idea. Madam
Pomfrey would have been more anxious about his state if that were the case, and
he didn�t appear to be bleeding either. Good. He couldn�t imagine what would
happen if Hermione died in his body.

He was about to stride over to the door when he remembered
that striding wasn�t something Hermione did much. She walked, and he�d seen her
run, but striding was apparently a bit of a male thing. He looked down at her
feet and willed them to do something non-stupid. Thankfully they moved much the
same way his did, and he just had to concentrate on not mincing.

Maybe I should wiggle my hips? He wondered as he sauntered
past Crabbe and Goyle in the direction Potter and Weasley had just left in. No,
better not over do it. He felt too unsteady as it was, something he hadn�t
noticed before, and as hard as he was trying not to do it, he was definitely
sashaying. Draco Malfoy didn�t sashay. Apparently Hermione Granger did though,
or at least, Hermione Granger�s body did. Was it natural? He wasn�t doing it;
that was for sure. Did girls just happen to walk like they were slightly uneven
on one side?

He got out into the corridor and leant his head against the
cool stone, thankful that was no one was around. This was too much. He wasn�t
even sure he wanted to� then he looked down and anger sprang anew. He hadn�t
wanted this, and yet he was trapped in the body of someone he could hardly stand.
She had to pay.

And then a voice behind made him spin around and press
Hermione�s body back against the stone in surprise.

�Hermione? Are you okay?� Harry asked, and Draco let his
breath out fractionally and tried to smile. Just Potter. And no Weasley in
sight. Perfect�

�I�m� not so good Harry.� Draco said; trying to sound like
Hermione must do. He fluttered his eyelashes a little for effect and stopped
hurriedly when he saw how Harry was looking at him. Damn, okay. No flirting
straight away then.

�Won�t you� help me� um� oh no!� Draco decided to try for
the obvious and stumbled. Potter wasn�t that quick, he�d probably never catch
on unless Draco went straight for his crotch. As he�d expected, he was only
just starting to lean when Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him up, slipping
his arm around what he thought was Hermione�s waist and looking into her eyes,
worried.

�You better get back to bed.� He said, and Draco panicked.
If he went back in Hermione might wake up and spoil things. He had to keep Potter
out here. Then out of the corner of his eye he spied a broom cupboard. Great.
He snuggled towards Potter, disliking the way Hermione�s breasts pushed against
Harry�s side and trying to ignore the fact that actually, being held against
Potter�s chest felt rather good. He shook himself mentally. It was just
Hermione�s body reacting, it wasn�t Draco Malfoy getting a little turned on by
the feel of Potter�s strong arms around his waist. Jesus, did Quidditch do that
to all of them? He hadn�t realised he wasn�t the only one who could benefit
from the tireless training� Then Potter was looking down at him and before he
could think about it or talk himself out of it he raised Hermione�s body up on
its tiptoes and kissed Harry.

Harry stood there for a long second, and Draco expected him
to pull away, ask what he was doing (she, she of course), but instead the tall
dark-haired arch nemesis suddenly wrapped his arms around Draco and pulled him
deeper into the kiss, slipping his tongue into Draco�s mouth and tangling a
hand in Hermione�s bushy hair.

Draco was speechless, and not just because Harry Potter�s
tongue was down his throat. This wasn�t what he�d been expecting, despite the
rumours and his own personal conviction that everything he tried would work
out. Still� a plan was a plan and Potter was at least making it easier for him.
He broke the kiss and decided that this was it. He had to be professional. Act
even the smallest bit like he might not be doing this for the right reasons and
Potter would smell a rat. Time to fall in love.

He leant his head against Potter�s chest as if he needed to
catch his breath, and felt Harry press his lips against his neck. It sent
shivers down his spine and he moaned involuntarily. Damn, Hermione was
obviously into having her neck kissed� he thought he was going to melt into the
floor� and that wasn�t the only way he might spoil Potter�s robes if they
weren�t quick� and then he remembered. No penis. He could cum a billion times
and all he�d spoil would be Hermione�s prim white panties. Amazing. Girls had
it good.

�Harry�� He whispered. Harry bent his head to Draco�s level
and nibbled on his earlobe, making Draco cry out against Harry�s chest. He
struggled to control Hermione�s body, tried to stop himself reaching for Harry
recklessly.

�What�s wrong?� Harry whispered back.

�Nothing wrong.� Draco whispered, and boldly ran the point
of his tongue up the smooth side of Harry�s neck. The boy who lived groaned and
his hips jerked forwards, far enough that Draco could feel the growing erection
concealed beneath his robes. He reached for Harry again and this time ran his
hand down Harry�s chest until he reached his cock and squeezed the head firmly.
Harry gasped and started attacking Hermione�s neck again. Draco pushed him
away, knowing what might happen if Weasley came back. Goodbye happy Harry,
hello sulky accusations.

�What�� Harry started, but Draco put a finger against his
lips and motioned towards the broom cupboard. Pulling Harry after him, he
slipped inside and locked it quickly with a charm.

�Hermione, I�� Harry was trying to say. Draco turned to him
and crushed himself against Harry�s chest and kissed him passionately. It was
just a little gross to be kissing Harry Potter of all people but� it wasn�t
actually that bad. Like kissing a girl but taller.

Then Harry was kissing him back and he wrapped his arms
around his neck, pulling the other boy deep into the kiss and gently rubbing
his hips against Harry�s, hearing the other boy�s breathing speed up. This
might not even take very long, he thought happily, sounds like Potter might be
the sort to blow his top after all of five minutes. Not that he didn�t feel the
same. Hermione�s panties were already damp, he could feel her wetness between
her legs and that ache he�d felt when he was touching her the last time in
front of her mirror had returned. An insane desire to be filled up was racing
through Draco�s head and he couldn�t stop Hermione�s body from shuddering in
desperation. At this Harry pushed Draco backwards against the wall and lifted
him slightly. Draco responded immediately, wrapping his legs around Harry�s
waist and weaving his fingers through Harry�s dark hair, never breaking the
kiss. Harry�s tongue was electric on his and he could swear there were sparks
flying between their lips. Jesus, Potter must have been holding out for ages,
Draco thought smugly, ignoring the fact that his own legs were like jelly and
if Harry had tried to put him down he would have slid to the floor.

�Hermione� you want to� I mean�� Harry muttered against his
mouth and Draco pulled back a little. This was perfect.

�Yes Harry, please� I want you�� He said, trying to sound
emotional and desirable all at once. Harry leant forwards and kissed Draco
again, gently now, and then he lowered him gently to the floor, still pressing
him back against the wall. Draco felt his head spin and his ears seemed to be
full of a roaring noise. He�d never been so turned on in his life, and this was
so wrong, he shouldn�t be so turned on by Potter of all people but� then Harry
started running his hands over Hermione�s body and Draco gave up. If he was
going to go through with this he might as well just let go and have some fun
with it as well. He pushed Harry back slightly, bent and grasped the edge of
his robes and in one fluid motion pulled them over his head and threw them into
a corner.

It was a surprise to both of them that Hermione hadn�t
bothered to put any other clothes on under her robes that morning, besides a
pair of prim white panties that Draco realised, blushing, were soaking through
with the evidence of how badly this was affecting him. He stood there for a
long moment, gazing at Harry, who was looking completely shell shocked. Then he
surprised Draco and did exactly the same with his robes and, less quickly, the
trousers and shirt he was wearing underneath.

�Harry�� Draco whispered, hoping he sounded awestruck. It
wasn�t hard; he was pretty impressed. Potter really had made the most of
Quidditch training. He had a broad, smooth chest with barely any hair except
for a small trail from his belly button down to the boxers he had left on.
Looking at that trail of hair made Draco�s heart stop for a second; he wanted
suddenly to touch it, curl his fingers into the hair and then slide his hand
down�

Then Harry had moved and was pressing him against the wall
again and the stone was cold on his back, Hermione�s back, but Harry was warm,
so warm� Draco tipped his head back and their lips met again and his hands went
around Harry�s neck and stroked down his back, drawing circles on his skin, and
Harry was sliding his hands over Hermione�s body, moaning slightly as Draco
touched him, and then he cupped one of Hermione�s breasts in his palm, bent his
head and lapped at the stiff nipple with his tongue and Draco thought he was
going to pass out. God, it felt so good�
he pushed a hand into Harry�s hair and pulled him closer and Harry�s tongue
worked faster, his mouth sucking at Hermione�s breast and then the warmth was
gone for a second and Draco went to protest but Harry simply ducked his head to
the other rosy peak and began suckling on it and his protest turned into a sigh
of wanting. He pulled Harry up suddenly and kissed him again, pulling him close
so that the other boy could feel Hermione�s taught nipples against his chest.
They rubbed against each other and Harry suddenly pushed his hips forwards and
ground against Hermione�s pussy and Draco nearly screamed because it felt so good, so good, he�d never wanted someone so much in all his life, was this
how it felt for girls every time?! He ground back, feeling delicious shocks of
heat in Hermione�s clit every time they met each other and he reached down and
pulled her panties off roughly, stepping out of them and tossing them aside. He
reached for Harry�s boxers and did the same, forcing them down until Harry
stepped out of them and his erection was freed. Draco looked down, curious
suddenly as Harry bit gently on his neck, and was astonished. Harry was large.
Not as large as he was� or was normally anyway, when he was in the right body,
but he was thick, and the head of his cock looked so purple he thought it might
burst right then if he touched it. He reached down and caressed the shaft
gently and Harry moaned into his neck, making vibrations down his back and
chest. Draco moaned too, knowing exactly what Harry was feeling, and with his
other hand took Harry�s in his and guided it to between Hermione�s legs. He
could feel Hermione�s juices starting to drip down his thighs and if something
wasn�t done about it right then he was going to scream and ruin everything�

Then Harry slipped a tentative finger inside Hermione�s
pussy and Draco thought he might have to cry out anyway. This was too much, and
not enough at the same time. It felt amazing� Harry pushed another finger
inside and began using his thumb to massage Hermione�s clit and suddenly Draco
knew he was going to cum, he had to cum, he couldn�t stand it, he could feel
the heat he�d felt last time rising in Hermione�s belly and he moaned and
gasped and whispered into Harry�s ear.

�Harry� oh my god� Harry, I�m going� I�m going to��

In the medical wing, Hermione opened her eyes very slowly
and looked up. Swirly plaster ceiling� odd brown stains� smell of disinfectant�
she was in the medical wing. Oh, right, she�d passed out in the hallway hadn�t
she? Or was it in the hall? She didn�t even remember. She raised her arms,
pushed herself up slightly and had just opened her mouth to speak when she
suddenly realised something was wrong.

Oh damn, she thought, you�ve got to be kidding me.

Well, I guess I got unlucky on that 15%.

She looked around. Crabbe and Goyle were standing a little
way off looking out the windows � they didn�t seem to have noticed that �Draco�
was awake. Hermione checked �herself� over quickly. Yep, definitely a boy.
Definitely Draco. Wearing robes this time thank god� so he must have passed out
as well. So he should be in the medical wing too, in my body�

�How you feeling Draco?� Goyle appeared by her side looking
worried, which was interesting. Hermione wasn�t aware that Goyle had more than
one facial expression and normally it was stuck on �stupid�. Still, this wasn�t
the time to delve into Malfoy�s friends lives.

�Is M� Hermione in here too?� She asked, trying to sound
rough and Malfoy-like. However that was. Goyle grinned. Ah, back to stupid
then, she thought.

�Yeah, she fell over or summat. Potter and Weasley brought
her in but she ran off just now.� The boy smirked and dropped ten IQ points.
�She was acting well weird Draco, shame you was sleeping and missed it.�

�Weird how?� Hermione asked suspiciously. Oh please don�t
let him be doing something stupid with my body, she pleaded internally.

�She was like� touching her boobies.� Goyle half-whispered,
grinning even more. �Like, jiggling them. Like she�d never seen them before!�
Crabbe and Goyle both roared with laughter at this and Hermione forced out a
chuckle.

�Really.� She said, mostly to herself. �That doesn�t seem
like something Hermione would do, does it?�

�Well, no Draco.� Crabbe was looking worried as well now.
What a day for revelations as to the emotional depth of these two, Hermione
thought glumly. �Are you sure you�re feeling okay?�

�I�m fine.� She snapped. �Now move, I want to get up. I need
to find� Granger.�

�Harry�Harry��

�Hermione� oh my god�I��

�Harry� ohh�ohh please��

Hermione stalked down the middle of the medical wing and
slammed through the doors. Draco must have seen that she was in there too, or
rather that he was in there, but he was her� anyway, he must have known, so why
hadn�t he hung around and waited for her to wake up? They had to put the spell
right! Where the hell would he have gone?

She entered the main corridor and stomped down it, feeling
slightly guilty at how pleasing being able to stalk in a male body was. Draco
was built for stalking, she thought absently. This feels so natural.

She was about halfway to the stairway when a muffled groan
from behind her stopped her in her tracks and she turned to look back the way
she�d come.

�Draco?�

�Harry, keep� keep doing that� I� I ohh�. I��

�Shh, shh, not so loud, not so��

�Ahh�!�

�Draco?� Hermione said again. She reached into Draco�s robe
pocket and pulled out his wand. It felt odd to hold, thicker and sturdier than
her own make, but still comforting in the face of the unknown. Where was he? Was
it even him? Not Peeves, playing a trick, surely�

Then she heard it again, a slight, muffled moaning sound,
and she suddenly knew where it was coming from. She lightened her steps and
crept along the passage until she reached the small closet Filch used for
storing brooms. She pressed Draco�s ear against the wood and then drew back.
Someone was in there, though she couldn�t tell who, but her guess was on a
certain blond Slytherin. Well� okay, who was currently a brunette Gryffindor,
but that was beside the point. She drew Draco�s wand back, took a breath and
then pointed it at the door.

�Alohomora!�

�Oh my god!�

�Harry?�

�Malfoy?!�

�Oh shit��

Author note � As always, please review! I promise I�ll be
much quicker with the next chapter� much quicker indeed J
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