Grey Eyes (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

34. Invasion

Sirius frowns. "Wait, about how you what?"

"About how I nothing, nevermind!" I reply hastily, pushing myself up from the table.

But he grabs my wrist before I can move an inch. "Hold on," he starts slowly, "if you were about to say what I think you were..."

HOLY HELL, HE CAN READ MINDS.

"Agh, no, I wasn't!" I spill out in a panic.

And just as he's about to finish his sentence, I rip my arm out of his grasp and run briskly down the steps of the pitched floor of the Charms classroom towards Professor Flitwick's podium. "Sorry, Professor. Bathroom!" I call out to him before making a sharp left towards the classroom door.

"Wait, Cecilia! Are you kidding me..." I hear Sirius get up from his seat to sprint after me.

Ugh, why couldn't I have just kept my mouth shut? Yeah, just confess all of your feelings to him in the middle of class, Cecilia, that's real smart. Super romantic. Next time I should seriously just focus on practice my spellwo—I look down at my hand. "Wait a minute, why am I still holding my scarecrow?"

Halfway to the door, I stop in my tracks and spin on my heel to return to my desk.

Stupid. Move.

I crash headlong into a speeding Sirius and with an incredible bang and flash of multi-colored lights, we tumble to the floor.

After a few moments, I sit up and rub my forehead, groaning – coincidentally, at the exact same time as Sirius. Well, blimey, he deserved it, running after me like that. But seriously though, all those purple, blue, and green flashing lights? I guess this is what it must be like to wake up right after an epic concussion. It was like bloody fireworks!

A sharp pain shoots across my eyes and I keel over, now with both hands over my forehead and my eyes tightly shut in pain. Bloody hell, all we did was bump into each other. My head's not supposed to hurt nearly this bad is it?

"Merlin's beard, what a magnificent crash!" the professor exclaims. "Mr. Black and Miss Vance, are you two alright?"

"I think... I'm okay, Professor," Sirius' voice echoes from somewhere around me.

Wow, Sirius, that's exactly what I was going to say. Stop copyi—wait a minute. My mouth just moved, didn't it? Why didn't any sound come out? All I heard was Sirius.

Hold on...

I slowly drop my hands from my face, just as my ears catch the sound of a girl's voice groaning softly and then gasping in surprise. That voice... sounds awfully familiar.

I open my eyes slowly expected to see Sirius sitting before me, but instead all I see is some girl with long brown hair and lavender eyes.

It... that's my face.

My clothes.

My body.

Only the expression on that face doesn't seem quite to match mine. Wha... I must've hit my head harder than I thought. Am I hallucinating a mirror or something? How am I looking at myself right now...?

The girl in front of me rubs her eyes once and then gapes at me in horror.

Wait, that isn't a mirror.

That is literally my body sitting in front of me!

This has to be a bloody dream. I raise my hands to rub at my own eyes and—hold on, I don't remember my hands being this big! And these clothes...

My eyes dart over my own body. Wait, I've seen these clothes on someone before.

No bloody way.

My eyes travel from the shocked expression on the girl's face before me... up to the very back seat of the classroom at James Potter, who's sitting there with both of his hands clamped over his mouth as if he's about to explode in hysterics.

The bizarre reflection sitting in front of me reaches over to touch my face and then narrows her eyes. "Er, Ceci—I mean, Sirius... stay calm, alright?" she says in a low voice.

Wait, Sirius?

Professor Flitwick turns to me as well, an equally questioning look on his face. "Is something wrong, Mr. Black? Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?"

I shake my head fiercely and open my mouth. "No, Professor, I'm fine, really—" I hear Sirius' voice come to an abrupt stop.

And then it dawns on me. It was a concept so incredibly simple, yet so absurd that my mind didn't even consider the possibility. I stare at the body before me, my body, in complete horror.

"Sirius Black... are you bloody kidding me right now."