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This is a fic for Laz boy fanfic challenge "The Little Brats". Hope you enjoy it. This fic is rated T for possible inappropriate moments later, and spanking.

Summary: Hermione recently took up a job babysitting young witches and wizards at the Ministry's new day care. What she believes will be a piece of cauldron cake, quickly becomes a challenge of horrors and insane pranks. Challenge for La z boy

Lesson 1: Positive Introductions

Hermione smiled nervously as she stood before a group of seven kids under the age of six. All were sitting cross-legged on the floor and giving her curious, yet innocent looks. As a way to keep herself occupied and to earn even more responsibility, Hermione had agreed to take the job of babysitter for the new Ministry of Magic's daycare center. Though Hermione had conflicting opinions about the running of the Ministry, she still agreed to become apart of it, if only to help the hard-working parents who would most likely have had to quit in order to stay home with them.

Since its installation, the daycare known as The Mini Ministry had had a difficult time keeping a care-taker. The reasoning for it had been that many of them had turned out to be unqualified or wanted higher pay. The manager had greatly expressed her disapproval of past workers, but went on and on about how darling and sweet the young witches and wizards were.

"Aren't they just angels?" said the manager Wicka Stats.

"Yes," Hermione agreed, although she felt it was quick for her to say so when she hadn't gotten to know them yet. "They all seem like very well behaved boys and girls."

At her compliment a few of the kids traded grins and actually widened their smiles as if to live up to her compliment. At that, Hermione's smile became more genuine. This was going to be a piece of cake.

"Alright children, I'd like to introduce you to Hermione Granger," said Ms. Stats. "Ah, would you like to be known as Hermione, or…Granger?"

"Ah, Hermione's fine," she answered as she thought about the way Grawp had to call her Hermy.

"Right. Hermione. You are to follow the schedule she gives you as well as any order, do you understand?"

"Yes Ms. Stats," the group chorused.

"Every time you follow the rules, Hermione will give you a special treat for good behavior. You want to be good little witches and wizards for your mommies and daddies don't you?"

"Yes Ms. Stats," they chanted again.

"Good." She turned her attention to Hermione, leaving the kids alone to quietly chat. "Now, pick up is at five, so you'll have them for a whole day, nine to five. Is that alright?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure I can handle it."

"How old did you say you were dear?"

"I'm sixteen," she replied.

Ms. Stats gave a quick overview of her person. "I suppose you will be able to handle them on your own. I'm so sorry we were unable to hire an assistant for you. Seven is a lot of children to deal with."

"But you did say they were well behaved."

"Huh? Oh yes…I did. They're angels, perfect angels, look at them. It's just, most parents can hardly handle one, and that's magical parents."

"Well, I admit I haven't done a lot of babysitting, but I do like children. I think this will be a great opportunity for me."

"As do I," Ms. Stats agreed. "After reading your profile, you are responsible enough to handle yourself. But if you need me, do visit my office. Here's my information."

She handed Hermione a card with her name and office number.

"You'll be able to floo to me through the fireplace upstairs. I'll just give you a brief tour of the house and then I'll leave you to it. Everyone, I'm going to show Hermione around. All of you be good little angels and stay there."

She then walked over to the gentleman, an unknown ministry official, that had accompanied her over. She leaned in and whispered in his ear so the kids and Hermione couldn't hear.

"Bernie, watch them like a hawk."

"Y-yes ma'am," he said as he gave a nervous look at the grinning kids.

"Come my dear. Lots to show you, and then they're all yours," Ms. Stats said as she linked her arm in Hermione's and led her on.

Twenty minutes later, Hermione and Ms. Stats had returned to the front room. Bernie was still standing before a group of seeming well behaved kids.

"Well, good to see you're all still such perfect angels," Ms. Stats complimented. After spending some time with her and listening to her sugary sweet way of talking to the kids, Hermione couldn't help seeing her as a near impression of Umbridge. She even had a similar body shape to her. The only difference was that she was a blonde and she was wearing blue instead of pink.

"Yes Ms. Stats," they chorused perfectly yet again.

Ms. Stats then turned to Hermione.

"Well, I'll leave you to it."

She dropped the key to the house and her hand, then turned to Bernie and motioned for him to head to the door.

"Remember, anything you need, don't hesitate to contact me," she said without turning around.

"Oh, I'm sure we'll be just fine," Hermione assured her.

Ms. Stats just nodded and quickly shut the door. Hermione then turned her attention to the group of smiling/staring faces. Suddenly she felt a little lost. Now she was wishing she hadn't left.

"Ah, okay. Well, before we do anything, how about I read off the name list so I can make sure you're all here. Raise your hand when I call your name." She pulled out the list from her pocket and began to read.

There was Barrin Jones, a brown haired soft cheeked boy. Sammy Stephens, a black boy with a pointed nose and big brown eyes. Lori Becker had golden pigtails and rosy cheeks. Miles Jinks wore glasses and seemed most reserved. Benjamin Thomas had wild red hair and was giggling madly. Aggy Neimer was a brunette who was scrutinizing Hermione with the most intense expression. And finally, there was Torics Melver, a freckled face sandy haired boy who seemed quite bored.

Hermione smiled at them kindly.

"Well, I don't suppose any of you are hungry, but if you are, I'll be happy to—"

At once several hands in the air answered her question.

"Alright then. Ah…follow me into the kitchen and I'll fix you something to eat."

Hermione smiled with satisfaction as they got to their feet and proceeded to follow her order.

"This is going to be easier than I thought," she said under her breath.

But what she didn't see when she had turned were the kids exchanging winks and wicked smiles. Barrin nudged Sammy in the shoulder who nodded. Benjamin was giggling a lot more than before and actually rubbing his hands together.

"This is going to be fun," he said.

"A new toy," said Aggy happily as she and the others quickly picked up the pace behind their sitter.

Okay, just a taste, for now! Stay tuned for the next chapters, where the fun begins. Will Hermione really be able to handle the bunch on her own? How will it all go?