Pass It On

Chapter Five :
*No One Knows What Its Like
To Be The Bad Man
To Be The Sad Man
Behind Blue Eyes*
The Who : Behind Blue Eyes


Hermione sat and stared at herself. How could he be so vindictive? She knew he wanted to get revenge...but surely there could of been OTHER ways?!

"I'm Not Proud of it, I have to admit it...but in the end i thought it would be the best way to get my own back..." He said, wincing as if he was in pain. "...But as you can see, it clearly went wrong"
Oh, it had gone wrong alright.

"I'm Bald!" She almost screamed, and she lay flat on the bed and put a pillow over her face, wanting to suffocate herself.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Look, if i wanted myself dead I'd do it MYself...but at the moment i'm the only one that looks half decent...so i'd very much like my body to stay the way it is" He said as she brought the pillow from her face and hit him with it. He smirked. "And besides, i'd very much like to have my body back...so you can commit suicide once you get back in your own skin"

Hermione glared at him.

Draco grinned. "Jump off a cliff or something...i could help you with the push, if you'd like. Think of it as moral support"

Hermione hit him again.

Draco half smiled, and then bent down from his place on the bed, and searched through his bag. When he saw the book he was looking for, he looked at the cover for a moment, and then threw it onto Hermione's stomach, causing her to groan at the sudden pain she felt on her stomach.

She looked up from under the pillow, and smiled suddenly.

It was a hair and cosmetics book.

"Awww...aren't you just thoughtful" She said in a sweet voice, although it had a slightly acidic tone to it.
Draco shook his head. "Nope, at the moment i'm completely and utterly out for number one. I need to look my best, you know...it doesn't come easily when your a woman"

Hermione laughed out loud. He'd make a great gay man. Infact...sometimes she did wonder...

She flipped through the book when she came to the page he had obviously tried to do. But instead of making him sprout long hair from everyhwere allover the body, he'd reversed the spell by accident and made himself go bald.
She settled for a page that had almost her own hairstyle, and performed the spell. The hair was suddenly back in place, but it was slightly shorter than before.

Draco looked like he was in great concentration.

"What?" Hermione asked him leaning behind him on the bed as he was now looking into the mirror directly opposite. GOD it was good to be back in HER room again, it had
been a week!

"Needs to be longer" he said absent mindedly, as he got his wand out and performed a spell. The hair that was just above the shoulders was now making its way steadily down the back. Draco stopped the spell just as the hair reached just above the lower back.
Hermione's eye were wide. She'd never seen herself look so...nice.

Draco smirked his most famous smirk. "It aint done yet"
Suddenly the hair had light blond highlights and had quite curly, large ringlets stretching down the expanse Hermione's body's back.

Hermione was in shock, her hair had never been stylish before. It wasn't as blond as Malfoy's, but it was a nice colour of blond, and didn't seem to look fake at all. Maybe that was because Malfoy had bewitched Hermione's eyebrows too to look the same colour.

"Is it permanent?" hermione asked him, looking into the mirror.

"Yeah" he said, still muttering spells under his breath.
Hermione suddenly saw her body become a golden-brown colour, and her eyes popped out of her head when she realised that he's made her alot more tanned than she
was.

"Also permanent" before she could ask.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked him, still in awe.

"Like i said, i have to look my best" He looked at her through the mirror and half smiled. Thats all he could manage.

NOW she looked like the sort of girl he would probably go for... stunning in everyway. But she was still Granger, and that just didn't interest him enough.

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Hermione sat and stared at it, the green envelope beside the bedside table standing again her pile of books...the ones that her and Malfoy had split between them so they could start looking for the anti-dote to whatever had caused them to wakeup as one another.

He'd promised that they could see one of the teachers after a week...but they hadn't. I suppose he was having too much fun running amock in her body.

She looked at her clock. It was 00.25am ... to late for her to be walking the halls of Hogwarts. But that was exactly what she will be doing in exactly five minutes.

She'd told Malfoy that a letter had arrived for him at breakfast, and just so they didn't attract any attention to themselves, Malfoy told her to meet in on the grass on the school grounds at half twelve...he was so picky about his times!

She didn't know what was happening. She tried to convince herself that as soon as she got back into her own body, she'd be ok...her head would clear. But at the moment she could see that not being the case at all.

What if the whole *mind reading* thing continued? She'd have HIM in her head forever! ...she'd kill herself first...or kill him...now there was a good option.

*Where are you?* Came his voice. It sounded like he was trying to be quiet inside his own head, asif he would be heard there.

Hermione rolled her eyes. *I'm on my way now, christ child, you can't even hold your own water, can you!*

*Just get your ass down here so i can read my letter*



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Draco couldn't believe it. He knew it would had something to do with him...but why would he do it?
"From your father?" Hermione asked, looking up at him from her place on the grass. She was lying down and looking up at the night sky, the moon bathing her in all its glory.
Draco nodded.

*

Dear Draco,
I see my plan has worked.
i take it you are now hosting her body?
That is a good sign, son.
There is one simple reason for it.
I need information on Potter, and i need it now
The dark Lord grows restless, and he wants answers.
If this doesn't work, he will hold you personally accountable for your actions.
Do NOT disappoint me, boy.
Report to me everytime you find something to your liking.

Dispose of this letter once you read it.

Report back soon,
Lucius Malfoy

*

Draco sat down on the grass also, and burned the letter with a shooting spark from his wand as he did so. He didn't want anything like this to happen. It was all very well that he was to become a death eater...but being assigned a task so early.

But...wasn't that what he was going to do in the first place? ... he WAS going to, but couldn't be arsed. He was too preoccupied with other stuff.

Like Pansy dumping his ass right in the middle of the Great Hall. Although Granger actually put up a good fight, which did sound like something he would say...she was getting good at playing him, which was getting quite scary.

Draco on the other hand had the freight of his life on Friday, when he walked into the Gryffindor tower and saw Ron was the only one left downstairs, everyone else had gone to bed.

Draco had tried to get out of talking to him, but when Ron cornered him and told him that he hadn't seen 'his little 'mione' in ages', Draco sighed and pretended to be nice...until Ron got a little carried away with the 'new looking Hermione' and decided to try and feel her up.

It ended in a slap.

Malfoy would NEVER tell anyone about that experience.
The back of his mind seemed to register someone looking at him, and as he shook the thoughts from his head, he saw Granger looking at him curiously.

"What?" he barked.

Hermione shook her head. "You don't change, do you?"
Draco looked at her, confused. "No one changes, it isn't possible"

Hermione rolled her eyes. Ofcourse he would think that, he's never wanted to, or will ever change. He would always be the boy the sneered and made nasty comments and called her a mud-blood at every given occasion...although for the past few days the phrase hadn't muttered from his lips, which surprised her.

"people can change...but only if they want to" Hermione told him matter-of-factly.

Draco glared at her. "You always have to be right, don't you? You can't let people be the way they are, you always need to change them, try and make them better to suit the way you are" He stood up and looked angrily over the lake.

Hermione laughed. Draco looked at her, and glared.

"You're always 'oh...woe is me...', it's pathetic" She said, sitting up from her spot on the grass as he turned around to face her again.

He sneered. "Whats that supposed to mean?"

"You know what, I was right about you all along," Hermione said, pushing off the comfy grass. "You're not an evil, scary Soon-to-be Death Eater with attitude problems. You're a badened version of Chicken Little."

Draco gaped as Hermione strolled away. "I am not a little chicken!" he exclaimed, hurrying after the brunette-newly-turned-blond.

"That's Chicken Little," Hermione corrected. She gestured towards the night sky. "You know: 'The sky is falling! The sky is falling!'" she said as she made gestures with her hands upto the sky.

Draco looked up and frowned. "It's not falling."

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*It makes a change, i guess*

*I know...who would of thought it-

*Us, in an actual civilized conversation* Hermione laughed inswardly.

*Me? Civilized...? I think you chose the wrong word there, mate* Draco spoke quietly, sounding tired.
He looked up at the ceiling, thinking deeply. She was obviously doing the same, because she was quiet...it was a blessing, really.

He'd gotten too close just then, almost told her some things that he shouldn't of. he was stronger than that, he could resist the tactic of comfort. She'd tell him stuff, he'd tell her stuff...and soon they'd both have something on eachother...and a Malfoy NEVER gave out information about himself, no matter what the consequences were.

Now he knew that he couldn't go to the teachers to get it sorted out, because they'd find out that it was Lucius...and since he'd been in hiding for the last year and a half, it'd be a bit bloody stupid to rat him out.

So now he had to hope that he could make HER believe not to go to the teachers...that they could get into BIG trouble for not telling sooner...maybe he could convince her to research some more...

Research had never been his strong point. Actually, he had no strong points when it came to anything that involved him looking through books; he just had big balls...that was all he needed to make the females work for him.

*I was not evil enough to deserve this* came her tired voice in his head.

*Oi!* he said, offended. *You should be lucky...i know alot of women that would love to be me* he said defensively.

*Yeah? Well i know alot of lads that would love to get into me...no pun intended* Hermione's humour actually effected him this time, and he laughed outloud.

*Oh please* he said, mockingly. *I'm handsome, and i have a big di-

*Don't even bother going there* Hermione warned him
Draco laughed deep in his throat. *What...like you've never actaully peaked...*

*I have NOT* Hermione said, as if what he had said he shocked her. *My virgin eyes would not be used to such a sigh-

*VIRGIN eyes?!* Draco pissed himself laughing.

*Yes* Hermione said simply. *I don't know why i'm telling you that, but i have...so now you know*

*Well...* Draco said, a grin forming on his face. *I did expect it..i mean....who would shag you?*

*I hate you* She said simply.

*I love you too*

*Piss off*


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Draco found himself unable to actually do or think anything...all he could do was stare.

He had been brave enough to look at her for the first time. He was standing there starkers infront of the mirror, just looking...looking...feeling....a little tempted to touch places.

Why the HELL did she have to look THIS good with no clothes on? God...if he was him now he'd have one hell of a bone on.

The curves were delicious, and with the tanning treatment he'd added the other day, she simply looked like she was ready to be eaten..or rather, HE was ready to be eaten.

*Maybe...if i could just...* His hand wondered south a little, and then he scolded himself.

It had been just over a week, and he was NOT going to even attempt to go down THERE ...not even if he was desperate.

He couldn't help it. He was in a WOMAN'S body, and he wasn't used to life without sex.
God she was hot.

See? THATS how crazy not having sex was making him.
He really hoped she was feeling the same...
Hell, if he was going down, he was taking every bastard down with him!


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Doing their nightly patrol of the castle, looking for stragglers or couples who were doing their midnight-makeout sessions, Hermione could tell that he was distant. He was usually shouting abuse at her for no apparent reason, so his unusual silence was intimidating her slightly.

They turned the corner to walk along the corridor leading to the astronomy tower (a hot spot for lovers in the Hogwarts school) Draco didn't notice one of the boulders that held the archway up was in his way, and he only noticed it was there seconds before he collided with it.

Hermione giggled "What could you have been thinking about so intently that you almost pulled a George?"

"Pulled a what?" Malfoy frowned at her in confusion.

"A George," Hermione said. "You know, George of the Jungle? Watch out for that -- smack -- tree? Brendan Frasier in a droolcloth... forget I said that last one."

She got odd stares from him all the way upto the tower.

When they reached the top and they saw no one there, they made their way backdown

Hermione turned and looked at him. "What is wrong with you? I normally expect insults"

Draco shrugged. "I don't feel like it"

Hermione put her hand over her mouth, pretending to be shocked. She put a hand to his forehead "Are you ok? ... are you sure your not ill?"

Draco glared.

He needed to vent some anger...but where it was coming from, he didn't know.

Suddenly his fist went out and he smacked the wall behind Granger furiously. The let out a load moan when his fist connected.

"FUCK! That kills!" He yelped, holding his arm and looking like he was dancing.

Hermione had her arms folded over her chest. That was HER body he was damaging.

"What did you expect? The wall to bounce your fist back at you?" Hermione asked him as she saw him inspect his knuckles.

"Well...this is hogwarts, luv" He said, still grimacing in pain.

The anger still hadn't gone. For some reason it was lingering in his body, and he didn't know how to control it.

"Well, it didn't work," Draco stated. He turned around and yelled up the stone steps, "IT DIDN'T WORK!" He gave Granger a small smile. "I feel better... Like a moron, but better."

"Well.." Said Hermione, walking back down the corridor. "If it helps you sleep at night"

He knew it would...he felt considerably better now.


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*Man..i feel like a woman*

*I hope that isn't aimed at me...for your sake* Draco groaned. She was singing AGAIN!

*It fits though, doesn't it?* Hermione asked him idly, flicking through her Arithmancy book. He was on the other side of the classroom, and looking like he was going to throttle her.

*If your going to sing* He said, almost as if it were through gritted teeth. *Then sing something that doesn't have to do with being a transexual...its making me feel uneasy*

Hermione laughed outloud, and was met with alot of curious looks from the pupils around her. She looked to her left, and right to the back of the classroom, and found herself looking at...well..herself.

*what?* She asked him in a bristled tone.

*You...your just...you amaze me* he said with a smirk.

*Why..thank you* she said as she turned back to her work.

*That wasn't a compliment. I'm amazed at how blond you are...even though your not*

Hermione turned around and gave him the finger.

This time Draco was the one to laugh outloud.

It was weird how much you notice things about yourself when your someone else...though Draco guessed it was a once in a lifetime experience...he'd had to just live it up.

Black Doc Martins. Black jeans. Black t-shirt. Black open robe. Cheekbones. Piercing blue eyes. Scar over his eyebrow. Peroxide-blond-like hair. Attitude he could feel from where he was sitting.

Even Parvati Patil was checking him out...damn he was sexy!

*I'm the lead singer of my band
i get all the girls to take off their underpants
i'm the lead singer of my band-
My salsa
Makes all the pretty girls want to taste my salsa
Look out of for my next single its called my salsa
My salsa salsa salsa salsa....*

*What the HELL is that?!* He asked her rather loudly, and made her jump unexpectedly. Seems as though the room was deadly quiet, it made it all the more humorous to him, and he started laughing again.

*A muggle singer...i've had the song in my head for like..ever..* Hermione told him, whilst trying to work out a sum in her head.

Draco shook his head. *Thats some weird ass music that you listen to...*


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* I think i've found something....* Hermione told him, idly as she looked through the books from hogsmeade library.

Draco became alert, as he was dozing off at the same time. *Yeah? ...anything interesting?*

Hermione sighed. *No, just talks about something called an equanox...a spell made that enjoins two souls...but that wouldn't be it, seems as though you don't have one*

*Thanks* he was so used to squabbling with her now, that nothing was taken offensively anymore.

Since they'd become...well...what HAD they become? They weren't friends...the argued and bitched too much for that. They weren't attracted to eachother at all...they hated eachother too much for that. They were...aquaintances, he supposed.

Yeah, aquaintances.

*There's nothing* Came her voice again, slightly muffled. It was obvious that she was yawning.*We really need help, Malfoy...the teachers-

*-Will kill us* He said slightly anxiously. *They'd KILL us for keeping it this long, and because we have no evidence that we didn't do it, we're sure to get expelled*

*Yeah, but i mean, i'd done loads of things that i shouldn't of when i was with Harry and -

*But your NOT doing that with them this time, are you? ... your with me, Granger. They're bound to put their foot down on you there...*

Hermione sighed. She knew he was right, she'd just have to keep reasearching herself for now...although she couldn't help but wonder what HE was doing to help their cause. But then again, he said it himself...he wasn't eaxctly the best at research, was he?

It was getting harder for him everytime...he didn't know how long he was going to be able to keep it up.