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“Do we really need to go all the way out here just for some plants?” Matty asked as she trudged through the forbidden forest behind Cal. The two of them had been assigned to a project together in potions class, and they had to gather their own ingredients for this project. And while Matty knew easier ways to obtain or purchase them, Cal had insisted on getting them from the forbidden forest instead.
“I’m telling you, these will be so much stronger.” Cal insisted. “Professor Garlick said something about the knotgrass being in the forbidden forest being so much better than anywhere else around here.”
“Ironic since none of us are supposed to be out here anyway,” Matty muttered. “Besides, did she really say that, or are you making it up?”
Cal scoffed. “Like any of us have followed those rules anyway.” He laughed. “And yeah, I totally remember her saying something like that or whatever.”
Eventually, Cal led Matty to what looked like a small cave sealed by a stone. The top had holes just big enough to allow light in. “Here we are!” He announced proudly.
“Uh, Cal, what is this supposed to be?” Matty asked, turning her head to look at him.
“This, supposedly, has the best and strongest knotgrass in the near highlands. Its unique growing process is what makes it that way, or at least that’s what I read somewhere.” Cal explained, completely lacking the information to back up the claim about the knotgrass that he had “read somewhere.”
Matty furrowed her brows at him. “And where exactly did you read this? I don’t ever remember reading something like that in our textbooks, or Professor Garlick saying anything like that in her class. Are we sure this is even safe?” She questioned the black-haired boy in front of her.
“Oh, come on, don’t be such a worrywart; I promise I read it somewhere,” Cal said, dismissing her concern with the wave of his hand. “And if I have to do this project, I might as well have some fun while doing it.”
Matty could already tell this wasn’t going to go well, but it seemed like there was no stopping him.
“Now come on and help me move this thing; it looks like it’s sealed pretty tight.” Cal urged, taking a few steps towards the stone.
Matty sighed but reluctantly moved to help him—she wasn’t getting the sense that something was off or dangerous about this place. If there was something going on, she was sure she’d be able to detect it through her ancient magic, but since there were no signs… It couldn’t be that dangerous, right?
The two stepped up near the same side of the stone, readying themselves to push it. “On the count of three…” Cal declared. “One, two, three!”
At the same time, both of them reached to push on the stone, but instead, they both instantly fell back when they felt a strong zap running like a current through them, sending them both tumbling to the ground and away from the stone.
Both knocked down to the ground and out of breath, Cal was the first to sit up, eyes wide and bewildered. “What in Merlin’s name was that?” He asked, trying to catch his breath.
Neither of them showed any signs of physical injury, but Merlin, that zap had sent quite the shock through the both of them, and hitting the ground certainly didn’t feel good either.
Matty groaned, rolling onto her stomach so she could prop herself up on her arms more comfortably. “I have no idea, but I told you this wasn’t a good idea.” She grumbled. “But whatever it was, I’m not touching it again.”
“Yeah… That’s probably a good idea.” Cal agreed, nodding his head.
Cal got up quickly and dusted himself off. “C’mon, we should get out of here. Whatever I read about this place clearly was a sack of lies.”
Matty got up and side-eyed him a bit. “Well, I could’ve told you that, Callan.”
“Live and learn, Ambrose.” Cal shrugged.
***
It was probably three-thirty in the morning by the time Matty woke up—at least that’s what she thought the time was. Her dorm room was so dark that it was only what she could assume; usually by six-thirty, the sun was rising and peeking through the curtains, signaling that it was time to get up and ready for school.
But when Matty sat up and took a good, long look at the old clock in the dorm room that she did not remember being there, it read ten after six, so why was it so dark?
And why was the room so different?
She wasn’t in her own room.
Where was she?!
In a panic, she looked around the room, not recognizing it at all. Not to mention she could tell something was off—she couldn’t even feel the curls against her back that usually escaped from her putting her hair up at night.
Slowly, she ran her hand through her hair just to find out that it was short. As in unbelievably short. Her eyes widened, and right as she was about to do it for a second time to see if she was going insane or not, she realized that her hands did not look like her hands at all.
What in MERLIN'S name was going on?!
Now, she really started to panic.
She shot up out of bed and rushed over to the mirror, almost tripping herself on the way over, and the reflection she saw in the mirror almost made her scream.
Her hair was short and black, she was about seven inches taller, and she was definitely not in her own body. She clamped her hand—well, not her hand—over her mouth to keep herself from screaming. Was she dreaming? Was this a nightmare? This HAD to be a nightmare.
She was stuck in Cal’s body.
Callan Gaunt’s body.
Could this day have started any worse?
She probably pinched herself a million times before she realized she was not waking up and that this was totally real and not a dream. Trying not to let herself panic any more than she already was, she looked around the room—Sebastian, Ominis, Silas, and Ale were all still asleep, thank Merlin; that gave her time to get dressed and get out of there.
The problem? She had no idea where he kept any of his stuff, and it's not like she could just ask.
Digging through the drawers certainly felt like an invasion of privacy and a whole can of worms she didn’t want to open. The uncertainty and sheer ridiculousness of the situation had her in an absolute mess of not knowing what to do.
Luckily for her, she saw a white button-up hanging off of the corner of Cal’s bed, presumably the one he had been wearing the night prior, and didn’t care to throw in the laundry hamper before just crashing in bed. She quickly rushed towards the bed and grabbed the white button-up, slipping it on and working on the buttons.
“Hmf… Cal, what are you doing awake so early?” A voice asked from behind her.
Matty whipped around, shirt halfway buttoned up. It was Silas, who had just woken up and was still rubbing his eyes—clearly, he was confused as to why Cal would be up so early when usually he was the kind to roll out of bed at the last minute in order to make it to breakfast.
“What? Huh—oh, oh, I, uh, I just thought I should get an early start on the morning, you know?” Matty replied, remembering halfway through that she was in Cal’s body right now, not hers, and telling Silas what was going on right now would probably sound insane.
Silas furrowed his brows, looking at her up and down. “You good, Mate?” He asked in a concerned tone. “You look a little nervous.”
“Me? Nervous? Never.” Matty laughed it off.
“Okay, good, that actually sounded like something Cal would say.” She thought to herself.
“Well, waking up early must’ve messed with your brain because you’re putting on your old, wrinkled shirt from yesterday.” Silas pointed out.
Matty paused for a moment, not expecting him to have picked up on that. Most guys would’ve paid no mind to something like that usually, but she had to remind herself that out of all the guys she knew, Silas was probably the most different out of all of them. He was extremely observant and wasn’t exactly what you’d call a typical guy in terms of maturity or personality.
“I, uh… lost my only clean one.” Matty blurted out, immediately regretting the dumb excuse she had just made up off the top of her head.
Silas was quiet for a moment, as if he was trying to go over everything that had happened in his head. “Oh, well then, alright. Suppose that’s pretty normal for you.” He spoke with a small shrug.
“I just got so lucky.” Matty thought to herself as she breathed an internal sigh of relief. But she slowly started to notice how the other boys began to stir. Having Ominis, Ale, Sebastian, and Silas all up at the same time would basically make it impossible for her to get out of here and find Cal.
“Wait a minute, Cal!’ She thought to herself, suddenly realizing that if SHE was in HIS body, then HE was in HERS.
Oh no.
Ooooohhh no.
She had to get out of here and find him before he ended up doing something as stupid as her that would end her up in detention for the whole week by accident. The panic she already felt quickly began to multiply within her.
“Well, if you want, you can stay here while I go to the house-elves and ask them if they have a clean button-up in your size.” Silas offered, clearly just wanting to help out with the current situation he thought was playing out in front of him.
“NO—! I—I mean that’s not necessary; my robes are going to cover up most of it anyway,” Matty stammered, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. She needed to get out of this dorm and to Cal and fast.
“Are you sure?” Silas asked.
“Yes, yep, absolutely sure,” Matty spoke, the words practically rushing out of her mouth.
She could tell the boys were slowly waking up; she couldn’t waste another moment in here, not knowing what was going on. “In fact, I have to go; I’ll be on my way now!” She announced, b-lining for the door before Silas could even speak up, leaving him sitting in bed and confused.
The door to the dorm closed as quickly as it had opened, leaving Silas looking between the door and Cal’s bed. “… He didn’t even take his robes.”
***
Matty quickly left the dorm and made her way into the Slytherin common room, trying to act as normal as possible, but she could feel herself breaking into nervous sweats. Sure, she and Cal were good friends, but she had no idea how to act like him.
As she tried her best to make her way through the common room, she was shocked by how many people tried to stop to talk to her or would simply say hi, clearly thinking it was Cal. Sure, Cal was popular and was certainly the kind of boy you’d think would bask in his popularity, but he never did. He had the friends he needed, and he was secure in that—he never let it get to his head. But Matty was just now only realizing that, as she was in his own body.
And while that certainly impressed her, she knew her mission was to get out of this common room and to find Cal. She set her sights on the spiral stairs that would lead her to the exit doors, but was stopped by a familiar voice.
“Hey, Cal, where are you rushing off to?” Ellie asked, taking a good look at who she thought was Cal, when Matty suddenly paused.
“What—what do you mean rushing off?” Matty asked curiously,
Ellie raised her brow, immediately becoming suspicious. Ellie was the extremely analytical type and could tell when something was off in just a few seconds, but right now, she couldn’t tell if something was off or if Cal was just pulling her leg. One of his special talents was specifically confusing her on that.
“I meant what I said; you looked like you were bee-lining for the stairs,” Ellie replied, looking at him suspiciously.
“And that’s a bad thing… why?” Matty asked.
At this point, Ellie was sure Cal was just messing with her for the fun of it, as he often did. “Alright, cut the act, Cal; we all know you basically never leave the common room for the first time in the mornings without Val. Or at the very least without one of us.” She stated, crossing her arms.
Oh, shoot, Matty had no idea about that. “Haha yeah… you’re right, I’m just pulling your leg, sorry.” She replied, trying to just play along.
But she knew that waiting on someone would just make it harder for her to find Cal and get answers—she couldn’t wait on anybody else! “Well, I mean, this time I do actually have something I need to get to and, uh, quick, so I need to go.” She spoke, turning towards the stairs before Ellie could protest for more answers. “And, uh, tell Val good morning and that I love her!”
Was that something Cal would say? Probably. Hopefully…
As Matty rushed up the stairs in Cal’s body, Val walked up behind Ellie with a confused look on her face. “Val, there’s something off about your boyfriend today,” Ellie told her with the undertone of suspicion still in her voice.
“Isn’t that every day, Ellie?” Val laughed lightly.
Sure, Cal was a lot to handle—he was energetic beyond all belief, did things before he thought about them, and certainly tested the patience of the majority of the people around him, but if there was anyone in the world who could love someone like him, it was Val. Their bond was certainly something special (and clearly filled with a lot of patience on both sides).
“Yeah, we all know he’s a dork, but this is different; I just can’t put my finger on it,” Ellie said, narrowing her eyes.
“Was that Cal?” Ale laughed as he walked up behind the two girls.
“Yeah, he left in quite a hurry,” Ellie pointed out.
“Silas said something about that, but I wouldn’t be too worried about it. Cal is always up to something.” Ale said, loosening his tie a little.
Matty finished her ascension of the stairs and immediately began her search for herself, or rather, Cal, who was in her body. Her first thought was the Gryffindor common room, as there was a big chance that Cal was still asleep by now. But it wouldn’t be easy to go up there and check because now that she was in Cal’s body, she couldn’t get up the stairs to the girls’ dorms. Blast.
Now it was just looking like she’d have to ask a favor of Natty or something. She quickly changed directions and started making her way elsewhere, attempting to ignore anyone who might have wanted to stop her while thinking she was Cal. She truly wasn’t trying to be rude, but her nerves felt like they were on fire with how anxious and confused she was.
But thankfully, on her way, in the distance through a sea of students who were all making their way to or from breakfast, she saw tussles of blonde curls that could have only belonged to her. She had to admit it was extremely weird seeing herself from someone else’s eyes, but she had no time to wait and think about it. She knew that if she was walking around right now, that had to be Cal in her body. She needed to stop him and get answers.
Matty pushed through the crowd of students, making her way to Cal. The moment that she was able to grab her own shoulders with Cal’s arms, she yanked him out of the crowd of people and dragged him behind the corner where nobody could see them.
“Godric, am I that easy to grab and drag, or is Cal just oddly strong?” She thought to herself as she dragged Cal to the corner. In her own body, she considered herself to be decently strong and resilient for a girl her age, but being in a boy's body and just being able to drag herself out of somewhere so easily was quite a shocking revelation.
“HEY, HEY, WAIT—!” Cal exclaimed as Matty dragged him from the crowd and behind the corner.
Matty pushed him up against the wall, albeit probably harder than she meant to, as she hardly had to put any effort into it. “What is going on? Is this some sort of prank?” Matty immediately questioned him, assuming that this could be one of the stupid pranks he would pull. But even in the back of her mind, she knew Cal would never go this far to do something “funny.”
“Ow! Hey, what the h—oh, wait, it’s you—or well, me.” Cal jumbled over his words as he tried to find the correct way to say them. “Hey, wait a minute, I look great.” He smirked to himself.
“I’ve never seen myself in anything besides a mirror; this is nice!”
“Hey, focus! Now is not the time!” Matty scolded. “We’re stuck in each other’s bodies, and last time I checked, that’s not supposed to happen!”
She let go of Cal, realizing how strong of a grip she had on him. “Wait, err, sorry about dragging you out of there so quickly and slamming you up against the wall. I didn’t think to consider how much stronger I was like this.” She apologized sheepishly.
“Yeah, figured.” Cal winced, rubbing the back of his head. “I’m used to you dragging me around places, but not as myself.”
“Also, to answer your questions, no, this isn’t a prank. I’m not even stupid enough to do something like this. And I have no idea what is going on.” He explained to her. “One moment, I was just throwing myself into bed, and suddenly I woke up as you in your dorm room. Most terrifying experience of my life. Do you know how scary it is to wake up around a bunch of girls who aren’t Val? Terrifying.” He shuddered.
“Yeah, totally scarier than waking up as a man, shirtless, and in a room full of boys who are in the same state of undress,” Matty replied sarcastically, clearly displeased with the sights she had been subjected to earlier, waking up in Cal’s dorm.
“Ooh, yeah, sorry about that. Had no idea you’d be waking up in my body. Usually, that’s not a regular occurrence.” He joked, somehow managing to find humor in the situation.
Matty sighed, shaking her head. “So, what are we going to do about this? We have no idea what even happened and no idea how to reverse this.” She sighed, feeling absolutely hopeless.
They heard footsteps coming around the corner, and Matty took a giant step back from Cal, not wanting the situation to be taken the wrong way. Thankfully for them, it was Theo. However, he looked very concerned.
“Cal, I don’t know what happened to you this morning, but why did you just grab Matty out of nowhere like you were going to kill her?” He asked nervously, clearly trying to make sense of what he had just witnessed a few moments prior.
“I wasn’t trying to kill her!” Cal exclaimed,
“He wasn’t trying to kill me!” Matty exclaimed at the same time.
Theo looked entirely confused; why did they answer his question like that? What was going on?!
Cal sighed, shaking his head and realizing that Theo had no idea what was going on here, and from his perspective, everything seemed normal. “Okay, long story short, we went out yesterday to get some knotgrass in the forest, I suggested something stupid, we went ahead and did it anyway, and now we both woke up but in each other’s bodies. Does that make enough sense? So, I’m her and she’s me, but you can’t tell unless someone told you.”
Hearing “Cal” explain in Matty’s voice that he was Cal and not Matty, while also looking like her, was giving Theo a headache. “What? What in Merlin’s name are you talking about? Are you joking with me?”
“No, Theo, he’s being serious.” Matty sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
Theo quickly picked up on the inflection of both of their voices and realized that they were telling the truth. Cal looked like Matty but didn’t speak like her, and Matty looked like Cal but didn’t speak like him either. They HAD gotten swapped.
“I, uh… I’ll call the others.” He stammered.
***
The room of requirement was quickly filled with all the others after Theo had told them that it was an emergency—and boy was this one a difficult one to explain.
“So, you mean to tell us that you tried to roll a stone blocking a cave out of the way, it knocked you to the ground after you felt a zap, then you two just proceeded as normal, thinking nothing happened, but when you woke up the next morning, you were in each other’s bodies and not your own?” Jo asked as they all sat around, looking at Cal and Matty. Her question sounded more like she was trying to re-explain the situation to herself and take it all in so she could actually even fathom what was going on right now.
“Pretty much,” Cal answered. “She woke up as me, and I woke up as her.”
“Called it. I knew something was off.” Ellie stated.
“Yeah, you were. Sorry about that. I should’ve just told you what was going on, but I was so panicked in the moment I had no idea what to do.” Matty admitted. “But we have no idea how to reverse it. We’re absolutely clueless.”
She hated feeling like this: clueless and hopeless—not knowing if they’d be able to reverse it or not.
“I’m sure we’ll be able to find something.” Tori chimed in, trying to make Matty feel better. After all, she wouldn’t exactly want to wake up in the morning suddenly as a man either.
“I’m sure we can find something about it in the library,” Sebastian added. He knew the library like the back of his hand—he was sure he could find something that would give them good enough answers about all of this.
Damien nodded his head in agreement. “Sebastian is right. Don’t fret, we’ll find something to reverse it.” He spoke.
“We only have a bit of time before classes, so we should really get to it then if we expect to find something and reverse this before then.” Wren insisted.
All of them nodded in agreement—to the library!
***
It wasn’t every day that several students suddenly came into the library at the same time and started searching every shelf from top to bottom, so Madame Scribner kept a close eye on them—especially Sebastian, assuming that he had something to do with this and whatever was going on.
After finding and reading through something, Sebastian put the book down on the table, somewhat loudly. “The bad news is, you’ve probably been hexed. The good news is, it should go away on its own.” He explained to all thirteen of them, huddled around the table to hear him.
Matty let out a sigh of relief. “Good, when does it wear off?” She asked.
“In about twenty-four hours,” Sebastian answered.
“Twenty-four hours?!” Cal and Matty both exclaimed at the same time, earning a loud “SHH!” from those in the library.
Sebastian nodded and shrugged his shoulders. “Just be glad it’s not longer and that it goes away on its own.” He stated simply. “Clearly, whoever hexed the stone thought it’d be funny. And also, where on earth did you read that thing about the knotgrass that was supposedly in there, Cal?”
“I, uh, I don’t really remember. But I know I read it somewhere!” Cal answered, clearly embarrassed. “I just didn’t think it’d be hexed, and if it was, that it’d swap my body with hers!”
“So, what do we do?” James asked, looking around at the others for answers.
Alyn looked at Cal and Matty. “Looks like the two of you are just going to have to live as each other for the rest of the day. Attend classes, school responsibilities, stuff like that.”
“This is madness; I can’t live like him!” Matty groaned, running her hand over her face.
“Hey, what’s so wrong with my life?” Cal asked defensively.
Matty looked at him, clearly unamused. “Do you really want me to start listing stuff off? You spend every holiday you can here instead of at home. Starting with your family—”
“Okay, touché,” Cal said, putting his arms up in defense. “If I weren’t me, I wouldn’t exactly want to live as me either.” He laughed.
“Well, it looks like you two will just have to wait all this out until it does its thing and the two of you go back to being normal.” Ale chimed in. “It shouldn’t be too hard, right? I mean, nobody else has to know, and the two of you already have a few classes together anyway.”
It was true that Cal and Matty had some classes with each other, meaning they could keep an eye on one another to make sure they were acting as normal as possible, but knowing they’d have to wait a full day to go back to normal was still dreadful.
“Are we sure there’s no way to reverse it beforehand?” Cal questioned. “Not being able to kiss Val for twenty-four hours sounds like hell.”
Val snorted, trying to stop herself from laughing, and Cal’s comment earned an eye-roll from Ellie, but she secretly thought it was endearing.
“I’m sure you’ll survive.” Matty teased.
“Easy for you to say, you’re single.” Cal huffed, crossing his arms.
“Alright, you two, that’s enough,” Silas interjected. “I’m sure the both of you will be just fine. It’s only for a day, and as long as you act like it’s any other day and don’t tell anybody, there shouldn’t be any problems.”
They both sighed, but, in all seriousness, had gotten pretty lucky that the hex went away by itself and in only one day. Although it was anxiety-inducing and was going to be absolutely exhausting to keep up a façade of how they thought the other would act, the promise of it fixing itself was enough.
“Speaking of class, we should all probably get going or we’ll be late.” Jo reminded them all.
Unfortunately, they couldn’t stall forever.
***
It was a Thursday, going, which meant History of Magic was Matty, Cal, Val, Ellie, Ale, Jo, and Alyn’s first class of the morning while the others went to Divination or Transfiguration—not exactly the kind of classes you’d want to start off with that early in the morning, but that’s not what Matty was worried about.
Having to act like each other meant keeping up the routine that they had every day or in their classes. Matty usually sat in the front of the class because, while Binns was quite boring, she enjoyed history. On the other hand, Cal sat in the very back next to Val, with Ale and Ellie sitting to their right.
Which meant Matty, who looked like Cal, would now have to sit in the back, and Cal had to sit in the front where Matty usually sat.
Matty sat in the back next to Val, anxiously waiting to see who would sit down next to Cal in the front. Val took quick notice of this and bumped her with her shoulder. “Hey, don’t worry about him; everything will be fine.” She reassured her.
“I’m not worried about him; he can be mature when he wants to be. I’m just worried about anybody else sitting next to him and noticing something is off.” Matty sighed, shaking her head. “Or him accidentally letting something slip.”
“Trust me, he won’t. And if he does, well, Ellie and I will just deal with it later.” Val smiled. “I’m joking, by the way, I promise.”
Matty laughed softly, feeling slightly better about this whole situation. “I hope he does his History of Magic homework because Binns is always looking at me for the answers to questions, and he’s going to notice if Cal can’t answer them when everyone is thinking he’s me.”
“Well, maybe today Binns will just go on another long-winded rant and completely forget to ask any questions,” Vak suggested. After all, it was likely for Binns to go on a long mumbling rant at any given time.
“I hope so,” Matty replied.
***
History of Magic class thankfully went well, and now Matty was in Cal’s Muggle Studies class. Matty, being a Muggleborn herself, never felt the need to take said class—Cal, however, took it out of spite of his Muggle-hating family—and to Matty, she would gladly do this class for him a hundred times over if that meant pissing his family off. She and the rest of their friends practically despised Cal and Ominis’ family.
Usually in this class, Cal sat next to Sebastian, so Matty took Cal’s regular seat beside him. “How did History of Magic class go?” Sebastian asked her.
“Thankfully, Binns went on one of his long rants and forgot to ask any questions like we had hoped, so he didn’t notice a thing,” Matty replied. “Alyn and Jo are keeping a good eye on Cal in class right now.”
“I’m still wondering what book he read,” Sebastian whispered.
“You and I both.” Matty nodded in agreement. “We’re both lucky it doesn’t last for longer than a day.”
Sebastian nodded, going quiet as the professor began the lecture. During this time, all of what was being said practically went in one ear and out the other for Matty. She knew all of this already, as she was a Muggleborn who had been admitted to school at fifteen instead of eleven and one who spent her time at home pretending she wasn’t a witch. So naturally, this knowledge came easily to her.
But because she knew the answers, she wanted to answer the questions. The professor asked a question, and her hand shot up, to which Sebastian quickly knocked her hand down.
“What was that for?” Matty whispered, confused.
“Cal wouldn’t know the answer to that question,” Sebastian explained to her.
“Cal isn’t stupid,” Matty stated, furrowing his brows.
“Of course, he’s not stupid, but most of the class doesn’t even know the answer to that either. I’m just trying to help you play the part well.” Sebastian shrugged.
Matty sighed. “Do you really think it’d matter if I answered one question?” She asked.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him ask a single question in this class, only take notes. Don’t get me wrong, he’s focused, but I can’t recall him ever answering a professor’s question.” Sebastian replied simply to her.
Matty bit her lip—she didn’t want to be the reason why Cal’s flow was changed and different in his classes when he’d finally return to his own body, so she just pushed her desire to answer the question down and stayed silent. But Merlin, she could not wait till the day was over, and she could be herself again.
***
Finally, classes were over, and the rest of the day could be spent waiting for the hex to wear off. All of them went back up to the Room of Requirement to hang out and discuss the day, per usual.
“I got Gryffindor ten points for you today in Magical Theory,” Cal smirked at Matty. “I think I did a pretty good job impersonating you today.”
“Traitor!” Ellie called out, referring to Cal getting points for Gryffindor.
Matty chuckled. “Thanks, I appreciate it.” She laughed to Cal. “I managed to talk Madame Scribner out of extending your detention. She came to collect you after classes for ‘snooping around’ in the restricted section, and I managed to convince her you had done nothing of the sort.”
“You? Matty Ambrose? Gaslighting Madame Scribner of all people to get me out of an extended detention after I got us hexed?” Cal laughed.
“Look, you might annoy me as if you were my brother, but you’re still my friend, and we have to look out for each other.” Matty laughed. “Just… don’t get us hexed again, please? I would really like to go back to my body and stay in it.”
“Definitely,” Cal replied, not missing a beat.
*
By the next morning, Matty woke at six thirty as she always did, but this time she was in her dorm, in her own body. When she opened her eyes and took in her surroundings, a sigh of relief left her mouth when she realized what that meant. Thankfully, just as Sebastian had said, the hex had worn off, and now everything had gone back to normal.
They had survived the day having to impersonate each other, and all was well again.
That morning at breakfast, it was almost like nothing had happened, and there was nothing more to worry about except for when she looked to the Slytherin table and Cal threw her a knowing wink. She laughed, as honestly, the past twenty-four hours had seemed completely unreal.
They would definitely be avoiding any more hexed caves; that much was for sure.