A Stroll In Your Shoes

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters or story.

Warning: H/G at beginning, though I wouldn't really call it anything myself.

Finding The Answer

Draco threw a book down and sighed for what Ginny thought must have been the hundredth time.

“It's no use. We are never going to find anything that allows people to switch bodies, besides the polyjuice potion.” Draco groaned in a defeated way.

“There has to be something! I refuse to believe I am stuck this way!” Ginny said agitatedly as she searched through mouldy old books.

“Face it she-weasel, we are stuck in each other's bodies.” Draco said gloomily.

“Oh well you're not exactly helping are you. All you've done is complain and act like a big baby!” Ginny snapped.

“So what. I just spent the day stuck with giggling girls and pretending to be a happy clappy Gryffindor. I'm not in a good mood.”

Ginny's nerves were already stretched and this seemed to be the last straw. “Malfoy if you don't shutup I am going to throttle you”

“Really Weasley control that temper of yours before I make you” Draco drawled.

Ginny fumed and Draco decided much to his dislike that he looked terrible when he lost his temper. “Weasley don't do that face again. It looks terrible on me.”

Ginny suddenly stopped fuming and went into a peel of laughter. “You're so vain,” She said between gasps.

“Yes well you've already ruined my image by not even brushing my hair properly” Draco said peevishly.

Ginny only laughed again.

Draco glared at her. “Oh shutup” he said annoyed.

Ginny stopped laughing and looked at him, her eyes brewing with amusement.

Draco sighed. “Look Weasley, I really don't think we are going to find anything here.”

“Wait. Malfoy I found it!” Ginny squealed excitedly.

Draco instantly sat up and leaned closer to read where Ginny's finger was pointing.

…Speaks of a strange magical power that allows two people to switch bodies. It is unclear how the actual phenomena occurs but the only way to reverse the effect is to…

“Where's the rest” Ginny said blankly.

Draco looked around the mouldy book. “The page has been ripped,” he yelled angrily.

“What do we do now” Ginny cried defeated.

“AHHH this is not happening” Draco screamed, finally losing his control. “I will not stay in your horrible body any longer!”

A third year Hufflepuff looked at them curiously.

“What the hell do you want you little runt!” Draco yelled.

The third year Hufflepuff squeaked and went running off.

Ginny frowned at Draco who looked at her innocently, “What?”

“Oh for goodness sakes” Ginny sighed, “Malfoy when are you going to act your age?”

“Excuse me?” Draco asked annoyed. “You see how you like being stuck in a female's body stuck with twittering girls and Potter trying to kiss you. IT'S NOT EXACTLY A PICNIC!”

“Ok, ok I get it.” Ginny sighed. “Just calm down.”

Draco glared at her, “Must be this hair rubbing off on me. I don't normally lose control like this,” he mumbled dejectedly.

Ginny glared at him but didn't say anything rude back. “Right Malfoy, I think we should try figure out how this happened to us.”

“And how are we supposed to do that?” Draco replied blankly.

“By going over everything that happened yesterday.” Ginny replied.

“I knew that” Draco replied.

Ginny rolled her eyes, “Alright where to begin.”

“How about when you woke up” Draco smirked.

“Shutup Malfoy” Ginny said pushing him slightly. Malfoy smirked but said nothing.

OOOOOOOO

Yesterday as Ginny saw it….

AHHH why does this always happen! I always sleep in! Never mind. Now where did I put that…. oh there it is.

Ginny sat up from underneath the bed and looked around frantically for her other sock.

“Ginny what are you doing?” Marissa said sitting up in her bed.

“Quidditch training” Ginny grunted. Like you care you sneaky little git. I know you want to get your smutty paws on Harry.

“Oh well good luck”

Pfft yeah right. You know you're wishing me de—EEK better hurry up before Harry gets really mad!

Ginny grabbed the rest of her clothes and sprinted out of the girl's dormitories.

Scrambling out of the portrait hole she began to run still trying to get her clothes on properly.

Must hurry, can't be late. Might get kicked off team. Ahh, as much as I love you Harry, why must you make practise early?

Thump

“OWW that hurt!”

Seems I've banged into someone. Quick you dolt apologise.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Hmm I know that voice….

“What kind of idiot runs around hallways with jerseys covering their heads? What are you some kind of mental?” The voice said scathingly.

Ginny pulled the jersey of her head. Knew it would have to be that git

“I was in a hurry.” Ginny replied.

“You Weasels really have no manners do you.” Draco sneered

Ahh how dare he say that. Quick Ginny thing of a clever retort

“Oh and I suppose you're the model of propriety?” Ginny replied with one eyebrow raised.

Yes that was good! Way to go Gin!

“Well Weasel. The rich can afford to be however we like. But you will be labelled common and vulgar. Two descriptions that I think have you in a nutshell.” Draco replied smirking.

Ouch that hurts, really it does. Slimy git. Hmmm bah who cares? I have to get to Quidditch no time for the amazing Ferret boy.

“Oh I would love to continue having this discussion. But you see I am late and you are in the way.” She said smiling amiably.

Ginny roughly pushed Draco out of the way and continued her mad dash to the Quidditch pitch.

oooooooooooo

“Sorry I'm late” Ginny gasped as she ran on to the Quidditch pitch.

Harry gave her a fleeting look and nodded his head.

Phew. I thought he was going to get angry. I mean the match against Slytherin is coming up and Harry's been a bit tetchy lately with the whole Quidditch thing

“Right let's go” Harry said.

Ginny pushed off on her broom and smiled as the wind whipped through her hair.

Feels good to be in the sky again

ooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Later that evening…

Oh no there is the great prick himself. Great what does he want this time?

“What do you want?” Ginny said tiredly at Draco who was leaning against a bookcase watching her with a smirk.

“Now Weasel what did I say about manners?”

Right that decides it. Malfoy is a royal pain in the butt and is this close to feeling the Weasel choke I mean Weasley temper.

Ginny contented herself by throwing her book at him.

Malfoy raised an eyebrow; “You know it is very rude to throw books at people.”

Ginny huffed. Stupid git. I hate you. Hmm, wouldn't you look nice being eaten by the giant squid.

“Leave me alone Malfoy. I'm tired and I have a lot of work to do.”

“Oh yes” Draco said smirking as he snatched a book out of her hands, “Err I'm sure Orlando the handsome prince and Hero the beautiful damsel in distress could not possibly wait.”

Ginny snatched the book out of his hands. “MALFOY GET LOST!”

Draco chuckled, “I only came to tell you that Snape wanted to talk to you.”

You pompous sneering idiot! Why couldn't you have said that in the first place?

“You could have told me that earlier.” Ginny said annoyed.

“Oh but that would have ruined the fun.” Draco smirked.

Git.

Ginny stood up and stalked past Draco with her head held high.

Why is he still following me?

“Snape told me to led you there himself. I guess he doesn't have much faith in your abilities to follow simple instructions” Malfoy said as though reading her mind.

“If you like your body the way it is I suggest you shutup.” Ginny spat.

Draco laughed but said nothing.

They walked silently down to the dungeons.

Yes now I can get rid of the slimy git

“Well it seems Malfoy, you can go now.” Ginny said sweetly.

“Finally.” Draco said tiredly.

Hmm when did he get so tired? He was being his little snarky self just before.

“What's wrong with you?” Ginny said.

“Well apart from the fact I had to endure your company for several minutes, I'm quite tired.”

“Oh yes I'm such an affliction. Please get over yourself.”

Draco looked at her bored, “You know Weasel, it would be great if you would just shutup for once.”

“I'm sure the whole world thinks that about you Malfoy” Ginny said sweetly.

Draco rolled his eyes, “Whatever. I'm going now.”

“Good.” Ginny said glaring at him.

Draco turned to leave but was knocked by Snape who came bounding out of the Potions room holding his face.

Ginny's eyes widened in surprise as Draco fell on top of her.

AHH the ferret is on me. Ewww.

“Oww” Draco groaned.

“GET OFF” Ginny bellowed.

Draco stood up holding his head.

Ginny felt herself swaying as she stood up.

Hmm so dizzy… What's that strange smell? Ahh! What's going on? Why do I feel so strange?

OOOOOOOOOOO

Yesterday as Draco saw it….

Hmm Oh yes I have to give that report to Snape this morning.

Draco took one last look in the mirror before nodding his head in approval.

Looking good. That Ravenclaw hottie is sure to fall at your feet, you stud.

“Draco shouldn't you be going?” Blaise asked yawning.

Yeah, yeah I'm getting there.

“You know Blaise. If you rush yourself in the morning you will regret it.”

Blaise snorted and threw a pillow at Draco. “You're unbelievable you know that”

Draco laughed, “I'll take that as a compliment.”

ooooooooo

Draco walked down the corridor thinking happily of the food awaiting him in the Great Hall.

When suddenly-

Thump

“OWW that hurt!” Draco yelped as something collided with him

What the heck, it's a jersey monster

“What the hell are you doing? What kind of idiot runs around hallways with jerseys covering their heads? What are you some kind of mental?”

The monster pulled the jersey of her head.

Oh it's a Weasel. No wonder

“I was in a hurry.” Ginny replied.

“You Weasels really have no manners do you.” Draco sneered

“Oh and I suppose you're the model of propriety?” Ginny replied with one eyebrow raised.

Hmph. So the Weasel has claws

“Well Weasel. The rich can afford to be however we like. But you will be labelled common and vulgar. Two descriptions that I think have you in a nutshell.” Draco replied smirking.

Take that Weaslette

“Oh I would love to continue having this discussion. But you see I am late and you are in the way.” She said smiling amiably.

What's she up to?

She pushed him roughly and walked off.

I'll get you back Weasel. Oh damn that report. Snape's going to kill me…

oooooooooooooo

Later that evening…

“Mister Malfoy, your report was excellent” Snape said eyeing Draco with approval.

“Thank you sir” Draco said in a bored voice.

“Before you go would you mind finding Ginevra Weasley. I need to have a word with her” Snape said not looking at Draco.

Hmm, what does the overgrown bat want with her? Oh well no matter I know where she'll be anyway.

“Oh and would you bring her back here. She seems to have problems following simple instructions.”

Draco smirked; Hehe Snape really doesn't like the little Weasel. This should be entertaining.

“Of course Sir.”

ooooooooooooooo

Draco walked into the library and saw red hair. Smirking he walked over and leant against the bookcase watching her

Hmm what's she doing?

“What do you want?” Ginny said tiredly.

Ohh someone is in a bad mood

“Now Weasel what did I say about manners?”

Much to Draco's horror Ginny threw a book at him.

Hmm this girl has spunk. No matter. Make her feel like the low-life she is.

Malfoy raised an eyebrow; “You know it is very rude to throw books at people.”

“Leave me alone Malfoy. I'm tired and I have a lot of work to do.”

Draco peered over at the `work'. She calls that work. Looks like a romance novel to me…just get a closer look…

“Oh yes” Draco said smirking as he snatched a book out of her hands, “Err I'm sure Orlando the handsome prince and Hero the beautiful damsel in distress could not possibly wait.”

Ginny snatched the book out of his hands. “MALFOY GET LOST!”

This is so easy. Weasleys are so diverting.

Draco chuckled, “I only came to tell you that Snape wanted to talk to you.”

“You could have told me that earlier.” Ginny said annoyed.

Well that is true, but then I wouldn't have got to annoy you. Wait, why do I even want to talk to her?

“Oh but that would have ruined the fun.” Draco smirked.

Ginny stood up and stalked past Draco with her head held high.

Hmm she's staring at me funny. Probably wondering why I'm still following her. Don't flatter yourself Weasel, I'm only doing this because Snape wants me too.

“Snape told me to led you there himself. I guess he doesn't have much faith in your abilities to follow simple instructions”

“If you like your body the way it is I suggest you shutup.” Ginny spat.

Draco laughed. I would love to see you try little weasel.

They walked silently down to the dungeons.

Ohh finally. I think I've had enough Weasels for today.

“Well it seems Malfoy, you can go now.” Ginny said sweetly.

“Finally.”

“What's wrong with you?” Ginny said rudely.

Hmm she seems peeved. Hehe maybe she thought I was enjoying her company?

“Well apart from the fact I had to endure your company for several minutes, I'm quite tired.”

“Oh yes I'm such an affliction. Please get over yourself.”

Yes you are you stupid chit.

“You know Weasel, it would be great if you would just shutup for once.”

“I'm sure the whole world thinks that about you Malfoy” Ginny said sweetly.

Like I haven't heard that one before.

Draco rolled his eyes, “Whatever. I'm going now.”

“Good.” Ginny said glaring at him.

Stupid Weasel. Finally I can go.

Draco turned to leave but was knocked by Snape who came bounding out of the Potions room holding his face.

Ahh what the? That's the second time today.. Oh no I'm falling.

Draco landed on Ginny with a hard thump.

“Oww”

Ahh crap I'm lying on the Weaslette.

“GET OFF” she bellowed trying to shove him off.

Like I want to stay on you anyway.

Draco stood up and looked around a strange smell wafting towards him from the open potions door.

Head is swimming. Feel sick…

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

“The Potion!” Draco and Ginny shouted looking at each other ecstatically.

“We found it!” Ginny said smiling.

“I can get my body back!” Draco cried happily.

Or so they thought…..

A/N: And I am sorry for the repetitiveness of this chapter.