Summary: Dumbledore crosses the line, friends aren't really friends and Harry's just found (and accidentally set free) a bunch of super powerful cards, can anyone say oops. CCS/HP EH/HP Slash.
(^ - Have borrowed directly or partially from Pan06)
(* - Have borrowed directly or partially from Shadow Crystal Mage)
"Ow, that hurt a bitch."
It wasn't until Tomoyo? Yeah, Tomoyo – that was her name, said "Eriol-kun it's not like you to swear." That Harry knew that something was really wrong.
"Well this is slightly strange." And that was, who was that come to think? His eyes snapped open, attempting to find the owner of said voice – what he was faced with on the other hand, was something he wasn't ready to handle. At first he thought he was faced with a mirror, then he realised he was laying down and that the person he looking at was sitting up, the person for all intents and purposes should be him.
"Okay, if I'm over there – how am I over here?" Not quiet comprehending what was happening.
"It's what CHANGE does, when two people come into contact with CHANGE at the same time, he switches their bodies – in other words, your consciousness is in Eriol's body, and his is in yours."
"And how do we change back." Harry asked slightly hysterical.
"Ah, that's where things become slightly difficult – You both need to be in the exact same place at the exact same time 24 hours later, activating the CHANGE once again, however there's a few problems with that."
"Problems?" he asked.
Kero raised one of his eyebrows at him and he sighed "One, CHANGE got away; Two, if you fail in being at the same place and time tomorrow without CHANGE the effect becomes permanent and Three," here the small guardian winced "Three, you don't like to be touched, to change back you need to be hugging each other – you need to be as close to one another as physically possible, without becoming sexual at least." Harry, or Eriol as the case may be, paled drastically.
"WHAT? Okay, stay calm – first things first, let's find CHANGE – we can deal with the rest of this later."
"Good plan, let's go." Eriol said "We should split up. Groups of two should suffice – well, there'll be one group of three, but that'll be fine."
"Just a moment, Tricksy." The house-elf responded in her usual punctual manner.
"Can Tricksy be helping yous, Master Harry Potter Sirs?" Harry winced once again at his hated title.
"Yes Tricksy, do you or the others know where CHANGE has gone and whether or not he's still on the property."
"Yes Master Harry Potter Sirs, we's been locking naughty card in the pantry Sirs."
A look of complete horror passed Eriol features as he heard that. "Not my kitchen – anywhere but my kitchen. This cards gone too far, nobody messes with my kitchen."
"His Kitchen?" Shaoran questioned as Harry, as Eriol, ran from the room.
Kero flinched. "Yeah, his Kitchen – learnt from my mistakes quickly, it's a long gruesome, torturous death to anyone who sets foot into his kitchen without his permission."
Attention was then diverted to Eriol, as Harry as he seemed to have trouble standing.
"How on earth can he stand this? I can barely breathe." Everyone seemed confused before André figured out what was wrong.
"The magic blocks! We only just discovered them on his Core this morning, I was actually wondering how he could function on 40% of his magic, that would cripple most people; we were about to discuss their removal when you all crashed into his foyer."
"He actually functions on 40% of his magic – how?"
"We don't know. More so, he can conjure a fully corporeal Patronus Charm with only 40% of his magic."André replied, gaining surprised and incredulous looks from those who understood what the Patronus Charm was, namely Eriol, as Harry, Shaoran and Severus.
"It seems we have more pressing issues – if the magical blocks have stayed with his body, then he's running around with full access to his magic for the first time in his life, he's used to forcing his magic to answer, if he tries using his magic as he usually does – the explosion could be catastrophic." The Potions Master lectured once slightly recovered from the shock.
"And that would be bad." Kero deadpanned.
"Find him quickly and tell not to use his magic, Kero!"
"On it!" The small guardian called as flew like a bat out of hell to find the young savior.
Harry ran, as Eriol, towards his kitchen not noticing how much lighter he felt – whilst Kero quickly tried to catch up before anything, namely Harry, as Eriol exploded.
It was a foolish thing to hope for.
As the rest of the household found out half a minute later.
The entirety of the kitchen was a disaster zone, but thankfully not in the way that they had been fearing.
Flour, sugar, cocoa, caramel and various other food stuffs were plastered over every service, Harry, as Eriol was unconscious and had a few bruises but was otherwise uninjured, Kero was stuck headfirst in a jar of honey and the pest of the card that created the problem in the first place; out cold and swirly eyed with a large bump on its head.
After Sakura helped a struggling Kero to get out of the Honey jar, the small guardian beast managed to calm himself enough from his wails of how he almost died to actually tell them what happened.
"All he did was release the sealing staff! How can one person have that much magic! I mean, yeah! Clow was one thing! But he's a little boy? A scrawny little thing that never been fed properly! Well, not as Hiirazagawa anyway! Does being in a healthier body, even if not his own make that much of a difference? THIS WAS NOT IN MY JOB DESCR...!"
"WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!" And just like that, Kero's hysteria was cut short by the subject in question, Harry, as Eriol sat up and groaned, before continuing to say. "And for calling me little twice as well as scrawny, you're not getting dessert for the next 48 hours, starting now."
"NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! LOOK! The CHANGE is still unsealed!" Kero pointed out in an effort to distract the teen from his torturous punishment.
"One problem with that. My magic is on the fritz, how am I supposed to seal it?"
"Yes. That does make things a bit more difficult." Eriol, as Harry, stated. "The staff is directly linked to you, you being the one who entered the contract with it, you would be the only one able to use the staff and therefore, its sealing powers."
It turns out they didn't really need to worry at all.
The CHANGE had recovered from its dizzy spell and instead of fleeing or attempting to attack; it shrunk back rather submissively and tried to make itself as small as possible before reverting back to its sealed form, preferring that to going another round with its new Master's somewhat spastic magical explosions.
"That was strange, is that normal behaviour for the CHANGE." Harry, as Eriol, asked Kero.
"Nope." The guardian, now honey-free answered. "The CHANGE is one of several cards that is actually rather proud and doesn't like submitting – The CHANGE must have wanted to avoid an explosion and possible maiming." He said matter-of-factly, Harry, as Eriol, winced.
"I hope I didn't scare him too bad; or hurt him at all." Everyone just stared at him, everyone except Kero.
"See! This right here is why you're the perfect choice for cardcaptor! And you said you wouldn't be able to do it – you care for them and their feelings, even though they're cards."
Harry, as Eriol objected to that. "They are not just cards!"
"Exactly, most people wouldn't see it that way – they would see their power and think of them as tools to do what they wished with! We would never accept such a Master, I, as chooser, would never choose such a person and Yue, as judge would never accept them." Kero reiterated.
"I thought you said Yue didn't want a new Master."
"He doesn't. But if someone who would use the cards for their own purpose ever got to the stage of Judgement, I can assure you, they certainly wouldn't get any further. But you're different."
"But you're brother really doesn't want a new Master right, he's going to attempt to lynch me regardless of how I think of, and treat them."
Shaoran snorted. "What? You afraid."
Harry, as Eriol glared at him. "One, hell yes! Clow Reed, the man the English Ministry of Magic has outlawed any mention of for his power, ingenuity and intelligence appointed him to watch over the cards, the spirits he thought of as children; Two, any person who isn't should probably be placed in a mental institution, the fact that he cared so deeply for Clow Reed means he is most likely going to have extremely strict criteria for the new Master he doesn't want but feels duty bound to select; Three, how could any possibly match up to the Master he treasured, I'm not talking power, Clow Reed must have been one hell of a man to inspire that sort of devotion from his guardians; and four, to be judged, in any capacity, is something exceptionally unnerving, to be judged and know that you will never be what the Judge wants or needs, is terrifying – I know he will make this decision purely on what his brother and the cards need, not taking into mind his own needs or his own pains and he's going to be that much harder on me because of it."
Later that day after all the drama was said and done with, a hidden consciousness behind naïve golden eyes contemplated the events of that day.
"What? You afraid." The young, and somewhat foolish descendant of Clow had scoffed.
Here, the small cardcaptor in another body had responded – and more difficult yet, reluctantly impressed him. "One, hell yes! Clow Reed, the man the English Ministry of Magic has outlawed any mention of for his power, ingenuity and intelligence appointed him to watch over the cards, the spirits he thought of as children; Two, any person who isn't should probably be placed in a mental institution, the fact that he cared so deeply for Clow Reed means he is most likely going to have extremely strict criteria for the new Master he doesn't want but feels duty bound to select; Three, how could any possibly match up to the Master he treasured, I'm not talking power, Clow Reed must have been one hell of a man to inspire that sort of devotion from his guardians; and four, to be judged, in any capacity, is something exceptionally unnerving, to be judged and know that you will never be what the Judge wants or needs, is terrifying – I know he will make this decision purely on what his brother and the cards need, not taking into mind his own needs or his own pains and he's going to be that much harder on me because of it."
Yes, he was very reluctantly impressed, it seems, his brother had made a somewhat adequate choice – only time would tell.
He still didn't like him though.