"Longbottom, no!" A shout was heard, and everybody immediately ducked for cover, knowing full well that whenever that shout was heard, Neville Longbottom had messed up his potion. They were supposed to be brewing a potion that would make the drinker have the mind of an infant, and they were going to be graded by how well the potion affected the drinker at the end of class. Unfortunately, Harry was paired to be Neville's partner, and therefore, was covered in the potion as it exploded in his direction.

Harry was covered in green slob from head to toe, and since he was the one who had shouted, he had received a mouthful of the potion, and on instinct he swallowed, in order to prevent choking himself.

There was complete silence, until Professor Snape went to their table and did a cleansing spell to clean up the mess. He turned to Neville, who was trembling in fear as Snape whispered dangerously.

"Longbottom. Where. Is. Potter?"

"I-I-I d-don't k-know" He stuttered out, completely terrified by the look his Professor was giving him "S-Sir" He quickly added.

Where Harry Potter should be, his robes lay on the floor, and a bump was in the pile. All of a sudden, the class heard a small whimper coming from the robes, and all eyes turned to the pile.

Severus bent down and pulled back a few pieces of cloth from the robe, to reveal wide emerald eyes looking back at him fearfully.

He cursed Longbottom in his head.

Harry Potter, the Savior of the Wizarding World, had been turned into a bloody child.

As the class was silent in shock, Harry, not liking the attention, quickly crawled into a corner at the back of the classroom, shaking fearfully.

Professor Snape went up to Harry cautiously, and slowly, making sure Harry was aware of every movement, knowing that any sudden movements will have Harry running.

"Potter, how old are you?" He asked slowly, and emerald eyes- Lily's eyes- stared back up at him.

"D-Don't s-s-say t-that w-word" He said silently, and Severus had to strain to hear the sentence.

"What word?" He asked, genuinely confused.

"P-P-Potter. It's a bad word"

At this, the entire class was confused. Why would Harry think that his name was bad?

"Why is it a bad word?" Hermione spoke up softly as not to scare Harry, but still he jumped slightly at her voice, not having noticed her before.

"B-Because A-A-Aunt Petunia and U-Uncle V-Vernon said so. M-My p-p-parents were alcoholics and f-freaks and d-died in a car crash" Harry said, and everybody reeled back in shock. James and Lily Potter, alcoholics? Died in a car crash? Preposterous.

"P-Harry, I'm going to need you to come with me, alright?" Severus told the child gently, and Harry shook his head.

"You have to"

"Don't want to" Harry replied back in a small voice, and Severus pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Alright, do you want to go with someone else?" Severus refrained himself from just grabbing the brat forcefully by his arm and dragging him to the Headmaster's office.

Harry nodded slowly.

"Alright then, who do you want to go with?" Severus asked, trying not to let the annoyance seep into his voice.

Harry looked around the room, and Severus noted that he was assessing everybody carefully and weighing out his choices and options, a very Slytherin-like move. Finally, Harry reached a decision.

Instead of choosing Weasely or Granger, like Severus and everybody else had been expecting, Harry pointed towards Draco Malfoy.

"Him!" He shouted out firmly.

"Me?" Draco asked, bewildered, as everyone turned to stare in shock.

"You!" Harry stated happily and ran towards Draco and threw his small arms around his legs. Everybody, including Professor Snape, was in shock. Harry Potter was hugging Draco Malfoy, his rival.

"Don't you want to go with the Weasel and Granger?" He asked, but then realized that Potter probably had no idea who he was referring to.

"No, just you" He said, and looked up at him with pleading emerald eyes, and Draco's eyes softened, he had always had a weak spot for children.

"Alright then"

Harry, happy with the arrangements, gave Draco a wide grin and put his arms in the air. Draco quickly caught on what P-Harry wanted, and picked him up and placed him on his hip while Harry buried his face in the crook of his neck, making some of the girls coo at the sight.

"Class is dismissed but you all have to write a 2 foot essay on the potion that you were supposed to create today before this happened" Professor Snape said, and glared at Longbottom, who was trembling in fear.

Everyone groaned.

"Come on Malfoy, we're going to the Headmaster's office" Snape said, and left the classroom, his robes billowing behind him.