The war was over. Voldemort was defeated. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was rebuilt. All of the previous seventh years had returned to Hogwarts to complete their "eighth" year.
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger, the "Saviors of the Wizarding World" were sitting at the Gryffindor table eating breakfast and looking at their schedules for the year.
"I wonder what 'Family Class' is," Ron said.
"It's a class to help us for when we are married and have kids. We will be put into groups of three and we will take turns being three year olds, and the other two people take care of us," Hermione responded.
"How is it she knows everything that has to do with anything?!" Ron asked.
"I read it in Hogwarts: A History, Ronald! Every ten years the seventh years partake in Family Class. Come on. It's time to go" Hermione said.
Warily, the trio went up to the sixth floor where the Family Class classroom was. When they opened the door, they were shocked to see every eighth year, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw was in the room. They moved to an empty table and waited for the teacher to arrive.
The teacher was a tall, long-haired blonde woman with electric blue eyes.
"I am Professor Shurwig. I will be teaching Family Class this year. You will all be put into groups of three, and take turns being three year olds," Professor Shurwig said, earning a lot of shocked gasps.
"QUIET! I have already made the groups. Now listen carefully, since I am NOT repeating it! Now, without further ado, here are the groups!
Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, and Blaise Zabini.
Hannah Abbott, Neville Longbottom, and Susan Bones.
Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Draco Malfoy,
Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Justin Finch-Fletchey.
Theodore Nott, Ernie Macmillan, and Daphne Greengrass.
Millicent Bulstrode, Terry Boot, and Dean Thomas,
Seamus Finnegan, Parvati Patil, and Padma Patil.
Lavender Brown, Anthony Goldstein, and Michael Corner.
NOW! Go sit with your groups!" Professor Shurwig commanded.
Reluctantly, Harry, Hermione, and Draco went at sat together. Ron slowly went over to Blaise and Pansy with a terrified look on his face. Draco made sure to sit as far from the Gryffindors as possible, while still sitting at the table.
"OK. Everyone come up and drink this potion," Professor Shurwig said.
Slowly, the groups made their way forward. Everyone picked up a potion. After a few minutes, 8 of the 24 teens began to shrink. A minute later, there stood a three year old Michael, Padma, Dean, Daphne, Justin, Draco, Susan and Blaise. The little kids looked up at their parents. Suddenly Draco spoke.
"MUMMY!" He yelped a jumped into Hermione's arms. Soon after all of the kids did the same, while the "dads" looked on. Harry caught Hermione's eye and smiled.
"He's different. We might be able to tolerate him!" He mouthed.
Professor Shurwig took one glance around the room and smiled.
"Oh yeah. Their minds have been modified to think that you are their real parents. They will think they have been with you their whole life! Oh, and when they return to their normal age, they will remember EVERYTHING that has happened."
There were gasps of shock and excitement at this statement.
"YAY!"
"Oh I can't wait to be a mom!"
"So, if we embarrass them, or they like, kill something, or kiss Snape or something that will get them in trouble, they'll REMEMBER?!"
"OMG!"
"Oh great. Eight little kids running around."
"I'm nervous. What if like, they cause an accident in potions, the cauldron explodes, and they die?"
"That won't happen Neville. I bet we can get another student to watch them during class, right?"
"QUIET! Thank you. Yes they will remember everything that happens, and no Ms. Brown. Your children will have to come to EVERY class with you. No exceptions!" Professor Shurwig announced. "Here are maps and the password to your dorm, and rules and extra information on the project. Class dismissed!" There were many gasps of excitement that they will remember everything, and that they will have their own dorms, and gasps of shock or anger that they will have to have their children with them in every class.
"Come on! Let's go!" Hermione said while exiting the room, Draco in her arms and Harry following closely behind.
"Ok. This says our dorm is in the dungeons next to Snape's quarters. Ugh. The dungeon is so cold! And we'll have to live near SNAPE!" Harry complained.
"He's not THAT bad Harry!" Hermione scolded.
"Fine, fine. Ok our room is behind a picture of a mermaid named Electra. Cool. The password is Gratia." Harry said.
When they reached the dungeons corridor, they found a picture of a mermaid with black hair and blue eyes combing her hair.
"Hello! I take it that you three are Hermione, Draco, and Harry, and that you are staying in my room?" Electra questioned. When Harry and Hermione nodded, she smiled. "Great! I am Electra. Password"
"Gratia," Harry said.
"OK. Welcome to your room!" Electra nodded.
When the three entered the room, they gasped. The common room was as big as the Slytherin and Gryffindor common rooms combined! The carpet was silver and gold, and the walls were a bright crimson. There was a C-shaped green couch facing a roaring fireplace, with a glass coffee table in the middle. There were two doors, and one staircase all on one wall. Hermione gently put Draco down and grabbed one of his hands. Harry grabbed the other, and the trio opened the first door. It was a kitchen with a dining table and 6 chairs. They excited and entered the second room. It was a bathroom with a toilet and sink. She peeked in the shower and saw it had two shower heads! Hermione smiled as they excited the room. They climbed up the stairs, and found themselves at the end of a hallway. There were two doors on the left, and one on the right. The first door on the left opened up into what must've been the child's room. There was a twin bed was placed in one corner, a basket filled with toys, a wardrobe filled with Draco's clothes, but smaller, a desk, and a shelf of books. Draco squealed with joy and ran over to the toys.
"Can I play?" He asked his parents.
"Of course. We're going to explore the rest of the house. We can call you when it is time for lunch, OK?" Hermione asked with a smile.
"OK!" Draco nodded.
Hermione and Harry left the room and opened the other door on the left. It led to a bedroom with a king sized bed. One bed, for the both of them! Harry gasped.
"WE SHARE A BED? YOU SHARE WITH MALFOY? I SHARE WITH MALFOY?" He shrieked.
"HARRY! Be quiet! Don't disturb Draco! OK. About the bed. Um… I mean, I guess I wouldn't really mind sharing with you, but me sharing with Draco? Maybe he'll be better by then… I KNOW! We can change his views on muggleborns and half-bloods! He thinks that we are his real parents, so he will believe, and he'll remember what we taught him! Maybe he will tolerate us! OK. Now you sharing with Draco? Unless you are both gay, nun-uh. One of you will probably end up killing each other. OR, if we're lucky, maybe the last room across the hall is a bedroom!" Hermione said happily. She turned to leave, but Harry grabbed her arm.
"Hermione, I agree with everything you said, even that I wouldn't mind sharing with you, but look around the room. Two desks, two wardrobes, two trunks, OUR trunks, and one HUGE bed! And the other room is probably a bathroom," Harry said.
"OK. Let's check it out," Hermione pouted.
It turned out that Harry was right. The last room was a HUGE bathroom with three sinks (one with a stool for the child), a HUGE bath, a HUGE shower, a toilet, and cabinets above the sinks with mirrors on the door, a closet with towels and toilet paper, and a towel hook.
Content with the house, Hermione went back to her room and grabbed Hogwarts: A History and went downstairs to read. Harry sighed at how Hermione was reading again. He went to his room, grabbed a quill and ink, and proceeded to write a letter to Ron telling him EVERYTHING about their house, from the size of the bathroom cabinets to how many toys Draco had.
After half an hour, Hermione got up and called Draco down. Draco ran down the stairs and Harry emerged from the bedroom.
"Lunch?" Harry asked.
"Yup!" Hermione replied with a smile on her face. Draco squealed and started jumping up and down. Hermione laughed and grabbed one of his hands, Harry grabbing the other. Draco continued jumping, and soon he was swinging in between Hermione and Harry.
Slowly, Hermione and Harry made their way to the Great Hall. When they got there, they saw all the other groups waiting outside.
"Finally! We've been waiting forever!" Pansy said. Hermione glared at Pansy.
"OK! We will all enter at the same time. 3… 2… 1!" Professor Shurwig announced. The doors burst open and the large group entered. Many gasps were heard around the room.
For a moment you could have heard a pin drop from the middle of the Forbidden Forest. Then, like lightning, the room exploded.
"WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"WHO ARE THEY? ARE THEY MUGGLES? MUGGLES AREN'T ALLOWED IN HOGWARTS!"
"AREN'T THE SEVENTH YEARS TOO YOUNG TO HAVE KIDS?!"
"WHERE IS EVERYONE ELSE?!"
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME! WITH HERMIONE? I THOUGHT SHE WAS WITH RON ANYWAY!"
"QUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIET!"
Everyone was shocked at Dumbledore's yelling, and immediately quieted down. The eight 3-year-olds screamed in shock and covered their ears with their little hands.
"This may come as a shock to you, but some eighth years have been de-aged for a school project. I ask you to please treat this situation with respect. Thank you." Dumbledore said, and sat down again.
The hall was silent for a moment, then the usual chatter, whispering, and gossip started up again. Harry, Hermione, and the other eighth years sighed with relief. They looked around and found a sixth table in the back of the room for the eighth years and three-year-olds. They moved over, and sat down. As Harry started piling food onto his plate, Ginny came over. Her face was redder than her hair, she was so embarrassed.
"H-Harry. I'm sorry- to embarrass you- I thought you- I know you wouldn't. Sorry." She muttered. Harry just rolled his eyes, and smirked.
"It's fine. Go back to your own table." He reassured her. Ginny smiled and did as she was told. Hermione looked at Harry and raised an eyebrow.
"Since when are you and Ginny together? How come I haven't heard of this?" She said with a glare.
"Uhhhh, since, um, about four months?" Harry thought aloud with a worried glance towards Hermione.
Hermione just rolled her eyes and said "It's okay, good for you."
The rest of the meal was silent for the eighth years, as they were all enjoying the good food. The little kids were shockingly well-behaved, instead of screaming or throwing food everywhere like their "parents" had thought they would be.