Harry awoke with a start and felt immediately uncomfortable, the last thing that he remembered was falling asleep in a drunken stupor in the staff room after another depressing day since the war had ended and Severus Snape had died for him. He rolled over to find bars on the side of his bed, his head hurt, he was sweating and he felt very hung-over but the weirdest part of this hangover was his inability to sit up very easily, he tried to shout for Ginny to help him up but all that came out was garble, as he tried to stand up to see over these bars he saw someone enter the room he was in. This person had long black hair and black robes and smelt of potions and looked exactly like Snape, the shock was massive and as the man walked towards the crib the man smiled and spoke 'Hello there little one, Daddy's here,' Harry recognised that voice immediately, it was Snape! Harry tried to reach for him amazed at how big Snape seemed he didn't remember Snape being part giant, 'hang on,' Harry thought 'Snape might not be a giant, I might be very small' as he looked at him body he found tiny legs, tiny arms, tiny hands, tiny feet and a sleeper that was bulking out around his waist. He touched the bulkiness around his waist and found he was wearing a nappy. Harry frowned why couldn't he remember anything, why was he a baby, why was Snape here.
A chuckle snapped Harry out of his confusion and Harry looked up to find Snape…laughing. That was weird in itself; Snape reached and picked Harry up under his arms carrying him to the change table talking to him as they walked. 'I know, I know it's very strange isn't it waking up in a new room with a headache, and a wet nappy but once we have this nappy off you we will get you a potion for that nasty headache and you'll feel much better.' Harry was placed on a cushioned table and felt his sleeper being unzipped, once he realized what was about to happen he whined and began to kick grumpily, he didn't want Snape to see him naked, it was too weird. 'Hush little one, we will have that nappy off soon enough, it's not nice having a wet nappy is it…Nooo' Harry began to cry softly as the nappy tapes were undone and his nakedness exposed but as the nappy was removed and he was cleaned up he noticed how nice it felt to not have a wet nappy on anymore. Snape was good at this, almost as if he had done this before and soon Harry was in a new nappy and dressed in muggle jeans, a frog t shirt and a hooded sweatshirt. As Snape put some socks on his feet he watched carefully and Snape continued getting him ready for the day. 'What am going to do' thought Harry 'I can't stay like this forever, has Ginny noticed me missing, is she worried, how do I get changed back to being norm.. what?' His thoughts were interrupted once again as he was picked up and hoisted onto Snape's hip to be carried downstairs. This place was luxury, plush carpets covered the floors and family photos were littering the hall walls, the photos were like a timeline showing Snape with a woman being married, Snape and the woman with a small baby, Snape the woman and a young boy with a toddler girl, the next photo showed the previous characters plus the new addition of a baby boy then the last photo was of this family with a little boy being carefully held by Snape that looked a lot like him, he pointed at it and Snape stopped on the stairs smiling amused at Harry. 'Who's that handsome boy?' Snape asked. Harry shrugged cutely, Snape laughed 'that's you!' he exclaimed before pointing at everyone else in the picture naming them.
'That's Harry' he said pointing to the youngest boy.. at least he had the same name, 'That's Daddy, Mummy, Toby, Lily and Charlie.' A call of 'Severus' startled him 'coming love' shouted Snape, 'I think Mummy's angry we're late for breakfast son' Snape whispered gently. In spite of himself Harry giggled cutely and Snape kissed him on the cheek.
As the pair entered the kitchen/ dining room they were greeted with coos and waves from a boy dressed in Hogwarts robes and a girl dressed in what he recognised as a Hogsmede Primary school uniform, the little boy was dressed like he was, as Harry was placed in a highchair and given a bottle he was greeted by the lady from the photos who put a bottle of milk in front of him and kissed Snape on the head as he settled at the head of the table with a newspaper. Harry was gaping at everyone around him as the two eldest started arguing over the last piece of toast the youngest was slyly throwing his cereal at Harry. Harry blinked as Snapes voice ring through the room, 'everybody best be eating the food sensibly when I put this paper down in five seconds.' As the rest of the family returned to their breakfast Snape folded the paper and set it down on the table with a grunt. Harry blinked as Snape stared at him 'Harry that includes you. Drink your milk' Harry stared at his milk in a baby bottle in disgust; he was NOT going to be drinking out of that.' More toast arrived on the table and the lady woman sat next to him and picked up the bottle holding it out for him to take. After he refused again with a whine, she gave him a sad smile and picked him up putting him into a lying down position on her lap with his head resting on her elbow. Harry saw the bottle coming towards his mouth and he tentatively opened up and let the bottle in, as he sucked the milk from the bottle he found it to be slightly warm and with a dash of honey. It was lovely and he drank quicker and quicker. 'You're spoiling the boy Cassandra Snape' he heard Snapess voice saying. 'You know how fussy he gets when he's poorly Severus, once this potions inside of him, he will be back to sitting in his highchair feeding himself like a big boy, isn't that right Harry' she cooed with a smile, Harry beamed back at her.
As the breakfast finished and one by one the family left the table Harry was left at the table with small slices of toast which he wasn't sure how to eat, he didn't seem to have many teeth, he look to licking the butter off and sucking the toast until it was sopping wet then throwing it back at his table. Charlie, the youngest child set himself up at the table with a colouring book completely ignoring Harry whilst Severus took his daughter to school and the eldest, Toby shouted a hurried goodbye and went out the front door to school. When Harry was finished the house was quiet and he wanted out of this contraption, it was keeping him from so much as wiggling, he whined and wriggled trying to free himself from the highchair become more and more agitated. 'Hold on Harry, Mummy's coming' his new found mother told him patiently. Harry stilled for a second before continuing his wiggle, just as he felt another whine coming he was unstrapped and freed by his mother who wiped his face with a cloth then proceeded to clean his buttery fingers. She placed him on a soft mat and put some brightly coloured blocks in front of him then left him to continue with her cleaning of the kitchen. When she finished and Harry had built a large tower albeit with a lot of collapsing and frustration. He clapped his hands proudly as he looked at what he had managed to complete on his own. He looked up and realized that Cassie had finished what she had been doing and was now sat at the table with Charlie practising writing. Charlie and Cassie were giggling and whispering to each other and he suddenly felt sad that he couldn't join with this and in anger Harry knocked down his tower.
Charlie and Cassie looked up from their work in shock and Cassie chuckled at the pouting baby. She picked him up and placed Harry on her lap, he was given a piece of paper and a crayon to scribble with and he realised how fun that was when you are so small to create pictures bigger than yourself. The morning passed quickly and once lunch was over and another nappy change had occurred Harry found himself cuddled against Cassie with Charlie on her other side being read to with his eyelids drooping. Harry woke up without Cassie on the sofa, with Charlie shouting for their mother. He was still very tired and was surprised when he started to cry, not just a little bit of crying either but almost screaming crying to the point where he was struggling for breath. As Cassie came running into the living room she waved her wand a Charlie happily jumped off the sofa and Harry was lovingly picked up and Cassie swayed him from side to side kissing his hair and whispering into the top of his head. Eventually he was calmed down and although still drowsy was carried into the playroom and placed on a plush rug near Charlie to play. He played with loads of toys and seeing as when he was at the Dursleys the only toy he ever had was a wooden spoon he was in heaven.
The afternoon flew by with his first messy nappy being changed after Charlie ran to complain to his Mummy about the smell in the playroom even after Harry had dragged himself to play in the corner, art projects with paints had taken place with Charlies picture pinned on the fridge and Harrys was placed somewhere to dry and before he knew it his brother came barrelling through the door apparently having brought one of his friends home with him and they disappeared into his room. Harry was busy with some stuffed animals when Cassie came into the playroom and picked him up dressing him in a coat and putting shoes on him, where were they going, Harry was busy playing could she not have left him having fun. He reached for his stuffed animals tearing up as he was carried away and buckled into yet another holding contraption. He was however given a stuffed crocodile and covered with a soft blue blanket before being wheeled outside, Mummy was talking to him about how good he had been and how pleased Daddy would be as they walked (well Mummy walked, Charlie skipped and he was pushed) down from the Hogwarts castle where he must have been living and into Hogsmede village. As they reached the primary school he started whinging, he really was very thirsty, luckily Mummy knew what the problem was and he was handed another bottle of milk which he happily drank whilst sat in his pushchair happily watching everyone in the playground as they waited for Lily to come out of school.
Harry couldn't remember what happened next but all he knew was that now he was at home sat in his pushchair gripping his stuffed crocodile and he had been parked in the hallway so he could see Lily and Charlie cooking with Mummy in the kitchen, he could hear Toby and his friends upstairs thumping about and laughing occasionally and he could feel yet another wet nappy on his bottom. Just as he started wriggling to try a further himself from the coldness on his bottom the door opened beside him and Snape walked in throwing his cloak onto the hook beside the door, grumbling about dunderheads, just as he remembered Snape being. As Snape turned around he was shocked at seeing his youngest obviously having just woken up in his pushchair. He gently undid the straps keeping the boy inside his pushchair and lifted him onto his hip taking note of the wet nappy before going to get a kiss from his lovely wife and being hugged by Lily and Charlie. 'Where's Toby?' Snape asked. His mother replied quickly as she was busy making dinner. 'He's upstairs with most of the Slytherin quidditch team.' Snape glanced at Harry who was studying his mother's manic movements as she stirred several different pans and tried to find some oven gloves to check the dinner. 'Why was Harry in his pushchair?' Snape asked cautiously, she paused smiling at them, 'he fell asleep when we were waiting in the playground waiting for Lily to come out of school, didn't have the heart to wake him seeing as Charlie cut his nap short again, the poor mite only got an hour in after lunch. Oh no!' Cassie dropped a plate on the floor as she tried to set the table. Severus took this as his cue to leave 'I will just go and change Harry's nappy and then I'll be back to lend a hand' he shouted as he carried Harry up the stairs. Harry's nappy was changed again but this time Snape didn't take him back downstairs but carried him into the bathroom where Snape relieved himself as Harry looked on horrified and then washed his hands before wet wiping Harry's hands and carrying him into the kitchen and strapping him into his high chair. He was about to whinge when some apple slices were place in front of him and he spent the next few minutes trying to chomp on them. As the Snape parents set the table Severus shouted 'that dinner was ready and as footsteps raced through the house the table was magically enlarged to fit all the family plus Toby's two friends.
As Cassie spoon-fed Harry some brown gloop which although looked horrible it tasted delicious the family chatted about their days and Toby and his friends asked about training times for Quidditch. It was lovely to be within such a lovely happy family and after Harry was bathed, read a bedtime story and put to bed he wasn't so sure he wanted to go back right now.