A/N: Oh. Fricking. Yeah.
I ran out of the dormitory, the girls dormitory, nonetheless, to see a common room that was lavishly red, not green I expected. As I descended the stairs, I saw the Weasel twins and the jumped up mudblood sitting on the couch. I opened my mouth to say something, but one of he twins got there first.
"Hi, Gin!"
"What?" I asked. My voice sounded weird.
"I said hello...?"
"Oh." I ran out of the common room and to the bathroom.
"What the heck?" I asked aloud. I was that Weasley girl. I ran down to the Great Hall where everyone was eating breakfast, thinking I was just hallucinating the whole thing. I sat down at the Slytherin table, but people kept shooting me glares until Draco finally asked what I was doing there, and then I saw me, wearing quite an alarmed expression. I watched myself gesture at me to talk later, and I nodded and went to the Gryffindor table.
"Whatever the bloody he'll you're doing to me-" said, Ginny/me, approaching me.
"Me?!?! I'm not doing anything. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't want to be you. You don't want to be me. Okay?"
"Okay..."
"How can we fix this?" I asked.
"Well, you could always go to Hermione Granger, she might know something..."
"Oh, I am NOT asking a Gryffindor to help me. I'm sure we can fix this on our own."
"And I'm sure we can't! Not on our own, so it's time you sat aside you pride and go talk to her!"
"Fine fine." I didn't understand how a girl could be so scary. "But until we can change back into ourselves?"
"Then we have to be each other."
A/N: Were you expecting Ginny and Zabini? I bet you weren't. Were you?
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