The Switch

Once again; I do not own Harry Potter or any of the related material. The story is mine and the ideas mine as well. Also, stealing is wrong. I worked hard on this story and I saw it the other day on another site, word for word, with someone else’s name on it. It really made me sad and mad, but you know: If you can’t write it for yourself then don’t steal it. It is mine and I worked hard on it, not you.
AUTHOR"S NOTE----
I am still going to refer to Harry as HE and Hermione as SHE even though they have new bodies.

Chapter 2: awakening

Harry woke up in the hospital wing with a splitting headache, and backache. He knew it was the hospital wing because of the uncomfortable beds and that smell that ALL hospitals have. "You know,” he thought, “No matter where you are or if you’re in a muggle or a wizarding hospital: hospital beds still suck." Harry looked around the room and at the clock next to his bed; it was 2:30 in the afternoon and not a cloud in the sky.
Harry put his hands behind his back and started to pop it when he notice the hands on his back were smaller than usual. He went put them in front of his face, but before he could, Madame Pomfrey walked into the room. "Oh dear, you’re awake.” She said softly. “Well… might as well tell you. You were caught in an accident while you were in class. We aren’t exactly sure what happened, but we are working to correct it."
Harry looked at her bewildered. He opened his mouth to ask, but Dumbledore cut him off as he entered the room. "Well Harry, he said slowly, it seems you've gotten your self into quite a pickle." He smiled and looked at all the piles of presents around the room.
"It seems every time you’re hurt, you have more and more presents from your fans." Harry looked at the presents and noticed that there where indeed many, many presents.
He leaned over to pick up the nearest one, but couldn’t go very far. He looked down at his chest and saw...boobs. He no longer had his chest, but a girl’s chest… with boobs.
He just sat and stared, wide eyed, for a few minutes, until Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"Harry, I take it no one has told you what happened." He said sadly. "When you were in class, the spell you cast somehow backfired and was cast on you and Hermione. The spell was not meant for humans so it had some... unexpected results." Harry poked one of the boobs to make sure it was real. It was.
Harry looked up at Dumbledore and spoke for the first time... but not with his voice, but with a girl’s voice. "But... sir... I don’t understand. Can you reverse it?” Dumbledore looked down at him over his half moon spectacles. "I'm afraid... I do not know.”
Harry looked down again and his head began swim. The last thought that crossed his mind before he passed out surprised him later on as he looked back on all this. "Man… I need to shave my legs."

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Hermione awoke in the infirmary with an extremely bad headache. She looked over the room and her eyes fell on Madame Pomfrey and professor Dumbledore sitting at the foot of a bed. But it wasn’t quite Harry. It looked like Harry, but like a girl! Harry was looking at Dumbledore, and then suddenly passed out. She called aloud "Harry!" Dumbledore and the nurse turned around with a start at the sound of her voice.
"Ah, Hermione, Dumbledore began, I am glad to see you’re awake. How much did you hear?" Dumbledore walked over to her bed and sat down at the end. "I... I didn't hear anything but I did see Harry fainting." Hermione gasped in surprise at the sound of her voice. It was lower, much lower… like a man’s voice.
Hermione looked down at her own body. It was a boy’s body. Strong, slim, tough… and no tits. She noticed a bulge in her crotch. "Oh great,” she thought silently, “I have a penis." Dumbledore went into the same explanation that Harry sat through and Hermione listened in rapt silence. When Dumbledore finished, Hermione looked down again and tried to soak up what she had just heard. "So... I am a... boy?" She asked. Dumbledore looked at her and slowly answered. "... Yes... until we can find a cure, you are essentially a boy.
Hermione looked at Harry again and then laughed. His tits were hanging over his sheets. Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey both looked at her in surprise. But then a shocking thought ran through Hermione’s mind. "Oh my god… how will I ever study for my tests like this?!"

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Harry and Hermione both were released from the hospital wing two days later since no cure and nothing life threatening was found. Neither one of them had said much to each other in the days that they were there. The awkwardness of the... change... had said more than what either of them ever needed to know. Neither of them could believe what had happened when the spell went wrong. Hermione and Harry both noticed each other touching and experimenting with their bodies. Hermione had spent most of her time reading and trying to figure out what had happened. One of her friends had been nice enough to bring her books that her mom sent her after hearing about what had happened. Although there were some references to people switching bodies, there was nothing on whole new bodies.
The new experiences had surprised them both, but then... neither of them had ever been turned into the opposite sex. No one had. The professors didn’t think there was anything wrong with them going back to their dorms, seeing as they were both mature enough to keep to them selves. Hopefully.

As soon as they reached the dorms, everyone gathered around them, trying to see which rumors were true and which weren’t. Ron stayed at a distance until he couldn’t take it anymore and went to bed. Harry tried to go after him, but the crowed kept him from going anywhere. He finally got to his dorm when professor McGonagall came in and broke it up. Everyone in his dormitory kept asking questions until he finally shouted "NO MORE!" and went to bed. Ron came and sat on Harry's bed and they talked for a while until they both couldn’t stay up anymore and went to bed.

Harry couldn’t sleep, so he began to think about the changes that he had gone through. He had tits. TITS! He looked at them and took them out of his shirt and stared at them. A good B or C cup... maybe even a D. Nice and perky too. "Hmmm… I wonder." Harry poked one of the nipples and pushed it into the breast. He almost cried out it hurt so badly... and yet... it felt... good. He played with them for a while and both of the nipples became extremely hard. There was a strange feeling in his new crotch. He knew what it felt like to be aroused as a man and felt good, but as a woman it felt different.
It wasn’t bad; he just didn’t know how to react to it. When he was a guy and saw something that aroused him he could feel the… rising, but now he knew that he was aroused, but only felt wetness inside his pussy.
”Crap… Hermione will kill me if she ever found out I’m doing this”

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Hermione walked up to her dorm and to the bed that beckoned to her tired self. The girls were still asking questions, but she ignored them. She changed under her robes so no one looked at her new.... developments even though they tried. She tried to fall asleep but the cock kept rubbing against her legs. It got really hard all-of-a-sudden and took her by surprise. It hurt, but at the same time felt... good. She reached down and touched it. It was extremely hard, at least 5 inches. She began to rub it. "Ooooh... wow!"

Sorry guys, that’s all for now. Please R&R.
I love to leave you hanging. Hehe