Author- Scratches
Origional Written Date- February 9, 2002
Revised Written Date- January 7, 2007 (wow, almost 5 years!)
Disclaimer- This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made, and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings- Complete and utter fluff at this point.
Pairings- Not going to happen.. yet
A/n- this has been bothering me for the longest time now. You know all those fanfictions where Draco gets transformed into a little kid? Well why not Harry? And Evidently I wrote this story while sitting in my Algebra class when I was in highschool…. Wow.. so long ago..
This is NOT HPB or OOTP compliant. I wrote it way before either were out, so.. on with the revision!
What do we do now?
Chapter One-
Gryffindors and Slytherins huddled outside near Hagrid's hut in mid December. Their hands were stuffed in pockets, some covered in mittens, and some were awfully cold this winters day and had done both. It was Harry's seventh year and he wasn't too happy about what they where currently learning about.
"Oh, but Harry, think of it as an experience." Hermione had told him before the class had started as they made their way across the lawn. She thought that raising Peruvian Salamander babies was going to be fun at the beginning of the year. Now, though, the little creatures were slimy, long, and burned you if you touched them when they were irritated.
"Today, rathah then looking aftah the Salamandahs, we ah goin' to wash up some of the nifflah's for Dumbledore." Hagrid announced, his arms covered up to the elbows in thick gloves, his eyes gleaming merrily.
The class sighed in relief. They didn't have to care for the disagreeable creatures. Instead they got to wash cute little fluffy nifflers that would try to rob them instead.
"But, I'm warnin' ya, nifflah's don't like to be washed. They won' think twice 'bout bitin' ya.. So put on yer dragon hide gloves before you handle them. The crates ah on the side of the hut. And the watah' and soap are in the buckets on the othah' side."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione went off to fetch water and their niffler a moment after Hagrid has spoke, how hard could washing up an animal be?
Ten minutes later Harry threw down the sponge he was working with and exclaimed, "This is useless, this sodding niffler is refusing to let me get within a foot of it with a sponge. Merlin, the niffler won't even sit still in the basin!" He pulled out his wand and cast a drying spell to his robes that where wet all down the front. Harry pointed a finger at the fuzzball and scolded it, "You, my dear niffler, are a pain in my bloody quidditch playing—sodding hell!"
Hermione looked over at him through her mass of hair and said, "You don't need to curse, Harry."
A loud bang later the class was staring at the spot where Harry had been standing, which was now covered with a thin veil of smoke. The smoke cleared just as Fang came barking and bumbling over towards the pile of soapy black robes that had a tiny head of unruly black hair sticking out from it.
"Doggie, doggie!" A little voice called from the pile of robes.
Fang ran over to the little bundle and licked the child's face. Hagrid whistled a moment later and Fang ran over to his side reluctantly, looking over his shoulder at the young child, wishing he could play with him. The Care of Magical Creatures teacher walked up to the pile of robes and picked up the little boy that was hidden in there. A miniature Harry dressed in a pair of oversized blue boxers and a white button up came up in his arms.
"Oh, what do we have 'ere?" Hagrid moved Harry's bangs out of his eyes and looked at the little scar that was still there.
Toddler Harry squealed and pulled onto Hagrid's beard. "'Arry, don't do that please." Little Harry stopped and pouted, his tiny lip jutted out and quivered.
"Hagrid, do you want me to go inform Dumbledore what has happened here?" Hermione offered, her eyes looking from the nifflers, to Harry, to Hagrid, and then back around the class.
Hagrid looked at her and said, "Yes, please get the Headmaster, 'Ermione."
While this was going on, the girls in the class where giggling about how cute the little Harry was. Even Seamus, the bubbly outrageous Irish man, was giggling with the girls. But there was one person who wasn't all that enthused about this, a Mr. Draco Malfoy. He was actually quite annoyed about the whole ordeal, Potter had managed to muck things up yet again.
"Down!" Harry commanded to the half giant. "Down! Down! Down! Let me down" The toddler whined until Hagrid placed the little boy on the ground. He giggled and ran over to one of the nifflers. This niffler had actually been the one to bite him, and was currently licking his leg, grooming himself quite effectively. Grabbing hold of it he cuddled with the guilty niffler until someone pulled it from his grasp.
Harry scrunched up his face, his green eyes narrowing from behind huge glasses as he looked up into the silver eyes of Draco Malfoy. "Gimme!" He demanded stamping a foot.
"No, you'll get hurt." Draco said passively.
"Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!" He jumped to reach the animal, not even reaching Draco's chest as he hopped.
"You cannot have the niffler." Draco said again, looking disdainfully down at the child.
"Why?" Harry asked with tears forming in his eyes, his lower lips jutting out yet again.
"Don't do that!" Draco said outraged as he started to cry. One thing that Draco Malfoy could not handle was crying women, and crying children, he despised them.
"Why?" He asked again while tears poured down his cheeks.
Draco put the niffler down on the ground and picked up little Harry and hushed him. "Stop crying, Potter." He said to the little boy.
"Why?" Harry asked as he stopped crying, a small giggle escaping his lips.
Draco rolled his eyes at the child and put him on the ground.
"Up!" Harry yelled and held onto Draco's legs as he turned to walk back up to the school. "Up! I want up!" He even went as far as to step upon the seventh year Slytherins shiny toed boots to get his point across.
Draco looked down on him and rolled his eyes turning to leave again. A pair of arms wrapped around his legs. "Pick up, pweeeese?" Harry asked him, his round eyes glistening with tears once again.
Harry giggled when Draco picked him up with a very indignant look upon his face. Harry stuck his hand in Draco's robe pocket and said, "Sweets?" He pulled out Draco's wand and pouted. "Not sweets." He slapped Draco's wand against its owners head and tittered. "Want sweet!" He hit Draco over the head with his wand a few more times and the class was laughing their asses off.
"This is so not funny." Draco said in monotone before grabing his wand out of the boys' grip and pocketing it again. "Does any one have any sort of confection, candy, dessert? I don't want to see this little prat cry again"
Seamus came up to Draco with a chocolate frog that he had salvaged out of his pack and handed it to little Harry. Harry stared up at the sandy haired boy before he reached for the chocolate frog that was in front of him. "Froggie!"
"What do you say Harry." Seamus asked teasingly to the little boy, pulling the chocolate frog away from his reach.
"Now!" Harry demanded and Draco almost was able to crack a smile at that.
"Not that word silly." Seamus touched his nose and Harry tried to bite his finger. "Say the magic word."
"Pweeeeeze?" Harry pouted at Seamus before Seamus handed Harry the frog and he laughed at the little boy. "Tank you!"
Seamus smiled and ruffled the little boys hair. "Such a cutie pie."
Harry smiled and bit into the frog. "Yumm." Draco watched the boy eat the chocolate, which half of got on his face. "Want some?" He offered to Draco.
"No." Draco said.
"Sure?" Harry asked him.
"Posit-" Harry stuck the rest of the chocolate in Draco's mouth and giggled. As Draco spit the hindquarters of the frog onto the ground Harry was laughing and clapping his hands in delight, and Draco concurred that only a Gryffindor child would find that funny, only a Gryffindor child would have the guts to do such a thing to him.
Draco gave Harry a glare that was almost trademarked but his family by this point, but Harry didn't have a care in the world and he went on laughing. While he was laughing, his hand managed to hit Draco's face, making Draco just as chocolaty as the abuser.
Draco then turned his attention to the two men that where walking down to the schoolyard towards the Care for magical creatures class. "Professor Dumbledore take this thing off of me!"
"Bumblebee?" Little Harry asked and giggled, whipping his head around to look at those making their way. Harry reached out towards him with chocolate covered hands.
"You are a mess Harry," Dumbledore said as he pulled out a kerchief and wiped Harry's hands. He then passed it to Draco who thankfully wiped off his own cheeks.
Behind Dumbledore, Sirius stood in shock, his godson was a three year old little boy. "Padfeets?" The three year old asked. Harry looked over Dumbledore's shoulder again to make sure, "Padfeets! Feets!" He squirmed in Draco's grip and held his hands out to Sirius. "Let go!" Harry kicked Draco repeatedly until he handed Harry over to Sirius. "My Padfeets!"
"Padfoot!" Sirius corrected him and kissed his godson on the forehead.
Harry grabbed onto Sirius' hair and squealed in happiness as he pulled on it. "Moony?" He looked around for another man. "No Moony?"
"No Moony." Sirius said to him.
"Wormy?"
"No Wormy!!!" Sirius had to keep his voice level, this child didn't know.
"Bumblebee!" He giggled and pulled on Dumbledore's beard. "Da?" Harry looked around until his gaze stopped on Draco. "Da!"
TBC
A/N- Hey look chapter one is done after revising it, I hope it is better than it was since I changed just a few little things, nothing major, but I fixed some of the spelling mistakes.
I plan on rewriting the whole story, I'll try to get a chapter done every week, but this week since I'm getting surgery, I'll be out of work, so it might happen sooner than later.
Please review, did you know that only 5 of all people that read a story review? How sad is that, and please, check out my newest story that involves Draco and Luna, it's a quick fic (300 words) and please review, I really need the boost..
Next chapter:
Fawkes makes an appearance.. (and more is going to be edited into that chapter)
Later
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