The Switch (or The Switcharoo)

Woo! Another chapter. Hope the title doesn't deterr you from reading.


THE GREAT DISAPPOINTMENT - chapter 13

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“You had everything to do with it. I told her I was gay because of you. I broke up with her because I remembered I liked you, Potter. I couldn’t tell her, she would’ve had a melt down. She almost went crazy when I used your actual name!”

“I didn’t know you were actually gay, Draco. I thought it was just something you were joking about. I didn’t know you liked me either.” Harry was stunned, he wasn’t expecting to be Draco’s object of desire.

Draco just sat on the couch and tried not to break down. Harry didn’t know how mad his father was going to be if he found out about this. He wouldn’t just disown him, but sever all ties to anything Draco had, he would leave Draco high and dry, so to say. He went into telling Harry everything that might happen with Lucius.

Harry listened intently to Draco and when he was finished talking about what punishments he could get if he wasn’t disowned, Harry stood up and walked over to Draco and hugged him.

Draco was surprised at first, but put his hands around Harry after a moment. He started crying, finally, when Harry let him go and said that he, Draco, could always talk to him.

Draco went to kiss Harry and was met with eager lips. They kissed until Harry had to get his breath. “Draco, I don’t think we can take this farther.”

Draco looked confused, “Why? You’re not attached to someone, are you?” He wanted to die. He had just given up Pansy for Harry and now, this!?

“No, but it’s because of something between me and Hermione. Something like a pact.” Harry looked and watched Draco’s reaction.

“What kind of pact? Something we can work around or fix right? Please?” Draco wanted Harry to understand his need of him.

“Yeah, we can “fix” it,” Harry quoted. “We just have to hook Hermione up with someone. But it can’t be just anyone. That’s the problem. If we tried to hook her up she really wouldn’t do it. No blind dates and such.”

“So, this is going to be a challenge, right? We’ll have to think of someone she could date,” Draco sat down on the couch to think. He started to feel much better, knowing he could at least have Harry to himself and that it wasn't something else.

Harry sat beside him and tried to think of something they could do to alleviate this. He jumped when Draco suddenly stood up and started to tell him of his plan to get rid of Hermione’s and Harry’s pact.

“I think if we got Hermione to fall for Snape we could be the greatest masterminds ever! Just think, both are really smart, totally into theirs jobs or work, really, and both are in the dungeons now! This could be the prefect thing to do! Harry, I think this is where the dangerous part comes in! We have to convince the other two to kiss or something. That could be our next dare!!” Draco was pacing back and forth in front of Harry as he was telling him this.

“But how can we get the other two to kiss each other?”

“We don’t. We get one to kiss the other, then watch them until our next dare. That one person will have to kiss the other for a whole week! So we tell them our next dare is kissing someone, and we got it!

Harry got off the couch and hugged Draco again, “You’re a genius. We just gotta figure out who's kissing who, so we can anticipate them.”

Draco hugged Harry tighter at the praise and told him they should make Snape kiss Hermione, but that would leave one of them to kiss Snape.

Harry agreed, “I think I’ll do it. Just because it would make more sense. If Snape is kissing Hermione and she’s kissing you, you’re kissing me, that leaves me kissing Snape. It’s Slytherin, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Gryffindor, not any other way. And plus, Snape’s not my Head, that’d make it weird.”

Draco didn't mention the fact that Harry had offered, offered, to kiss Snape. “Oh, have we got this or what? We are two halves to a whole. Can I get another kiss before you go and kiss Snape, all next week?”

Harry kissed Draco and pulled him to the couch. “Do wizards have laws against gay people marrying?”

“I don’t think so, why?"

"Because if you get disowned, then you can be mine. I have plenty for us both.”

“I’m so glad you could think of that at this time. Merlin, mood killer.” Draco chided.

“I’m only thinking of the future. I still want to kiss you. We still have a few days before Tuesday. We’ll probably get there to bed, faster, if you just kiss me.”

“Potter, you go to your own bed. I have classes to go to still.”

Harry watched Draco climb out of the portrait hole and waited until the bell signaled the next class. He went to meet Ron in the entrance hall, they both had the rest of the day free. Hagrid had asked them to come down for a visit.

“What’s wrong mate? You looked slightly depressed.” Ron asked, getting close to the mark.

“Just been turned down, that’s all. Ready to meet Hagrid, now?” Harry replied walking outside, waiting for Ron.

“Yeah, I’m ready for Hagrid’s, but who turned you down? Why would some girl turn you down? What happened to Hermione? Are you two over?” Ron was flabbergasted.

“Just someone I liked, I don’t know why they turned me down. Hermione and I are fine. We’re not going out. She’s too busy with her work. You know how she is.”

Ron just went along with Harry’s explanation and was wondering if Hermione would finally go out with him. He walked with Harry to Hagrid’s hut just talking about how girls aren’t always so great and if it was okay if he could see Hermione.

Harry said he could try, but he shouldn’t get his hopes up. “Hermione might have someone else on her mind. Knock on his door.”

Ron knocked on Hagrid’s large door and waited for a moment before calling his name. “Guess he’s not home right now. Maybe we can go and play some one on one? Then go see if Hermione wants to come down after dinner with us.”

“Sure, we gotta go get our brooms though.”

“No, we don’t. You should know better. Watch, I left our window open. Accio brooms!” Ron waved his wand and almost immediately he seen his and Harry’s brooms flying towrds them.

“Great Ron! I had forgotten about that. Let’s go. I’ll race ya!” Harry jumped on his broom as it went to hoover beside him.

“Wait! No fair if you have a better broom than I do! You know you’ll win! Get on your feet, Harry!” Ron yelled at Harry.

“Okay, okay!” Harry got off his broom, “On the count of three, one! Two! Three!” They both raced toward the Quidditch stadium, Ron gained the lead, Harry letting him win.

They walked into the stadium and practiced until an hour before dinner. Then went to find Hermione.


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Woo! Not so much a disappointment really, huh? This was a good ending to a bad start. Two fall in love and two to be falling in love? We'll see how THAT goes, won't we?