Inescapable Confusion: A Comedy of Errors

Inescapable Confusion, Chapter 2:Waking Up

At first I didn't remember anything.

Butterbeer wasn't really strong enough for memory loss, was it? If so, I'd kill Fred and George for stealing it so often. Did they expect me to turn down free food? I mean, Who does? Nobody does! Er...Do they?

"You okay, Hermione?"

"Hermione? What're you talking about, Ginny?"

"Never mind. You hit your head pretty hard, tripping over those books and everything..."

"Yeah, Guess I did..." I yawned, ready to go back to sleep. My voice sounded a little weird, but I figured it was just because I was tired and only recently conscious again.

"I'll go check on Ron then..."

"You do that..."

About five seconds later, my eyes snapped open.

"Check on WHO?"

"Ron."

"Huh?"

"Are you okay, Hermione?"

"Hermione? What-"

"I think you should go back to sleep."

"I'm not-"

"If you're not tired, Madam Pomfrey probably has a sleeping potion somewhere..."

"I'm not-"

"I'll go ask her for you, okay?"

"Er...Okay..."

Had there been a wild party or something? Wouldn't I-

I stared at the bed next to mine. On it was...me!

Fred and George were definitely going to die. How many drugs had they tested on me? Seeing yourself is definitely NOT a good sign...

I closed my eyes, rubbed them, and opened them again. I still saw myself sleeping next to me on that bed. Had I killed a few brain cells, or was this a weird dream, or what?

Ginny had called me Hermione...Did that mean...? I took a deep breath and looked down at myself.

I was in Hermione's body!

How the hell did that happen? I racked my brain, trying to remember exactly what had happened before I was knocked unconscious. The events came flooding back to me. I had made such a complete fool of myself! It didn't make sense, though. Nobody had done a spell or anything. Why wasn't I in my own body where I belonged?

Before I had had time to think things through much more, Ginny was back with a sleeping potion. Would she think I was crazy if I told her? I decided not to. She would only tell me I hit my head too hard and needed sleep.

Wait...If she thought I was Hermione...and my body was over there...

Somehow, Hermione had been knocked unconscious too, and now, who knows why, I was in her body and she was in mine.

"Has Her-Er, Ron, woken up yet?" I asked Ginny. It was so weird hearing Hermione's voice coming out of my (Hermione's?) mouth.

"No, He's still unconscious. He tripped and hit his head the same time you did."

"Yeah, I saw him trip." I would really have to watch my pronouns. It would sound quite odd if I referred to a boy as "her."

"Is sh-Is he okay?" I mentally cursed at myself for almost saying "she."

"Madam Pomfrey said you'll both be fine as soon as you get some rest."

"Oh, Okay...That's good..."

"Get some sleep, Hermione." Ginny gave me the potion.

"I sure hope this is all just a horrible dream," I thought, taking a sip of potion. I felt tired instantly.

I took another sip and fell asleep.