Toddler Disaster
Chapter One: Life
Words: 2278
Author Notes: This is my first fanfiction ever. So please read and review. I need your opinion or suggestion. And I do not own any of the characters.
Summary: When two school nemesis involved in an unexpectedly accident turning them to unexpectedly age, being taken care by a certain Gryffindor with the help of certain Slytherin, will they remember all their friendships?
Green eyes fluttered open. Feeling well rested despite the tiring event the night before. Mrs. Weasley invited him again for her so-called-dinner-party. It was the fourth time for the past two weeks. He really didn't know whats all that for. Molly kept insisting that she had to make sure he was well-fed. Harry sighed and snuggled deeper into his pillow; not ready to wake up yet. He knew she was up to something.
The sound of the floo came alive making him groaned. Cursing himself because he actually forgot to close the connection yesterday and by the looking of the sun rays making a way through his curtain, he was pretty sure it's still early.
"Harry James Potter! Get in here now or I'll go there and throw all the hexes and jinxes that I know." Harry winced at Hermione's angry voice. With only boxer and white shirt on, he stumbled to the fireplace. Not really caring what he was wearing since something's bigger might exploded..right now.
"Um, hey?" He flinched when he saw Hermione with her head stuck through the fire glared at him dangerously. Sometimes he felt he would rather face Voldemort rather than Hermione. At least Voldy just wanted to kill him, not babble and lecture him to death.
"Hey!? What do you mean hey? What's with Ron telling me you won't coming back to school to finish your NEWTs? We already plan this a year ago!"
Harry made a mental note to stop spilling all his secrets to Ron or only tell him when he was sober enough. "Maybe you should come over Hermione, I'll explain it all to you."
She huffed and said "Fine! But you better have a good explanation for this. I'll not tolerate for lame excuses." She broke the connection.
"Shit just got better" Harry said with a sigh. Not that he didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, but things got complicated with all the press and the after effect of the war. People expected him to be the perfect heroic one but all he wanted was a normal life. The wizarding world acted like they owned him. He really could not charge them for invading personal life. Well could he?
He rushed to his bedroom and put on a pair of worn out jeans from his wardrobe. He went to the kitchen and started preparing tea. The floo came alive when he served the table, Hermione stumbled to the living room with Ron not far behind her and quickly made their way to the kitchen. As soon Ron caught sight of Harry, he sent him an apologetic look and mumbled "sorry.."
Hermione sit on the chair and crossed her arms. "Okay, now tell me everything."
Ron and Harry shared a look. They sighed, and proceeded to sit across Hermione. Harry started to pour the tea for all of them with a great annoying slow speed.
"Stop doing that! I know you are just buying yourself more time. It's not gonna work, you have to tell me right now!" she snapped.
"Well it's worth a try."
"Sorry mate, I've told you she won't take this well." Ron apologized, which Harry sent him an icy glare.
Merlin please help me at this torturous conversation, he thought. "Okay, first Hermione I know we have been planning this for about a year ago but things have change with the effect of war and press… and Ginny. Secondly I'm still coping." He muttered the Ginny part. Thankfully two of his bestfriends didn't catch it. He really didn't want to see Ginny and it will get worst if he attended Hogwarts. Obviously, she will get back to the school.
Hermione's feature softened. "I know Harry. It's hard for me too, for all of us. I understand if you want some time to relax yourself but it almost a year since the last battle Harry. And now we already agreed we will attend Hogwarts and finish our studies".
"Yeah mate, we even help to rebuild Hogwarts. I'm dying to use the new house bathroom. They set a tub just like the Prefect's bathroom for all houses." Ron interjected, grinning madly. Yeah. Harry helped to rebuild the bathroom. Thanks to them, now each house has a swimming pool-like tub with bath taps surrounding it, with a different jewel set in each tap. Big enough for pool party. And on top of that, each room also had their own private bathroom.
"Ron! We are having a serious conversation here and all you care about is bathroom! Now Harry, maybe we can talk to Professor McGonagall with giving you a room if you feel uncomfortable."
This make him pondered. Maybe he could ask Professor McGonagall for a bit of privacy. After a moment of thinking, he finally said "Yeah, maybe it will work. I need my private time since I didn't get much of that these days."
"So, you will come with us?"
The last question was being ignored as there was a soft tap at the kitchen windows. Harry got up and opened the window. A big brown owl flew past the window, and eyeing Harry wildly while he untied the letter. The owl fly out as soon the letter released.
"I wonder what Ministry want this time." Harry said.
Mr. Potter
We would hold a trial for an ex-Death Eater tomorrow. I appreciate if you can come and testify for this ex-Death Eater. It is important for us if you can decide whether he will go to Azkaban or probation since he was the youngest Death Eater. Your attendance will do us good. Have a good day Mr. Potter.
Minister of Magic,
Kingsley Shacklebolt
The first word that came across Harry's mind was Malfoy. Ohh he completely forgot about his existence.
"What letter is that Harry? You look pale."
"Umm nothing really, just another trial to attend." He threw the letter towards the kitchen table. An action that he immediately regretted when he saw Hermione reached for it.
"Let me read it" Hermione said calmly. She knew the trials would bring Harry pain as much as it did to her.
"Bloody hell! Why don't they just throw all the Death Eater to Azkaban. Obviously they are all evil." Ron said around his mouthful of biscuits.
Hermione was reading it, her lips curled. Suddenly she gasped "Malfoy."
Harry sighed "Yeah, Draco Malfoy. It's okay I do not think I want to attend it."
"Harry, you are the only one who can save him. You know that. You have to help him."
It sounded more like a demand to Harry.
"I'll think about it." Harry knew he had to go or he was going to suffer a year free lecturing session. Hermione always right after all.
Ron –on the other hand looked from Hermione to Harry with confused look. Not really understood what they were talking about. Choosing to just let it go, he continued munching on his biscuits.
Not long after the last trial, Harry decided it was time for him to go face the world. It was Malfoy who put him in such spirit. After seeing him at the trial, he realized that he had the chances. His life was luckier that Malfoy, who had to struggle to keep his pride even though there was nothing left. The Malfoy's property were under the Ministry supervision until the heir was released from probation. In this case, they were poorer than the Weasleys. Only Draco's personal vault kept them going. Harry will attend Hogwarts. Screw Ginny. He was Harry Potter after all. No need to brood how pathetic his life was. He had already fire-called Hermione this morning. Asking her if she would accompanied him to Diagon Alley around lunch time, so they can eat first.
"Ron said hi, he can't make it today. And I'm glad you chose the right path Mr. Potter. " Hermione said.
"Owh hi back and why is that, Mrs. Weasley." Harry knew Ron was still upset with him and Hermione about them helping Malfoy. Harry also knew Hermione knew it.
"Ohh shut up. So are we ready to go?" Hermione said, her cheeks red.
"Yeah. I'm ready. But we have to stop at Gringotts first."
"Okay, we have to meet Ginny at Leaky Cauldron for lunch after all."
Ohh Great! Harry thought. Could his day get any better? It was going to be a tough day for him. Get clinging with his not-so-girlfriend with fangirls swarming around him. They portkeyed to the Diagon Alley. To their pleasure, they managed to avoid the crowd on the way to Gringotts even though it took longer than they usually did.
Lunch was completely different affair. They were greeted warmly by Ginny; well for Hermione at least. Harry was greeted in almost giddy Ginny.
"Harry.. I missed you. Do you miss me?" Ginny said, smiling at him.
'Did her freckles actually growing?' Harry thought.
"Umm hi Ginny. It's good to see you here." Offering her the fakest smile ever.
"Yeah! I'm going to help you with your errands today."
Wait. What? Oh no. This is not good. Why Hermione didn't tell him before? He looked at Hermione and saw her smiling at him. That's it! He should have known she was up to something. He pretty sure Mrs. Weasley and Hermione were planning something but he couldn't quite put a finger on it.
The rest of the day was spend with Hermione and Harry purchasing their school supplies. Ginny, who had finished buying her school supplies the day before, followed Harry while chattering about the newly built school. Sometimes she would whining and commenting about most of the girls there, who eyeing Harry warily. Even though Harry always in the centre of attention, he was still slightly uncomfortable with it.
Three days later found them sitting at one of the compartment on the Hogwarts express. The train was magically enlarged to fit all the students.
"Ahh, it's good to be back." Ron said with mouth full of chocolate frog. They were on train to Hogwarts. Inside the compartment, Harry sat near the window with Ron beside him while Neville sat across them.
"Where is Hermione? I thought she wants to check on us." Harry said not looking at Ron. He was busy looking out the windows.
"I don't know. She is busy, not that I blame her but she took the Head Girl position a little too serious."
The door of their compartment swung open and revealed Hermione with smug smile, her Head Girl badge shimmering under the sunlight. "Hey boys, are you hungry?"
"Starving" Ron grinned.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Seriously Ron? You had chocolate stain at the corner of your mouth."
"Maybe you should help me wipe it..with your tongue." Ron said grinning madly. It was official they were together. Everyone knows it. Molly was close to tear when she find out about them. Hermione was thrilled with Molly, who acted like she was already her daughter-in-law.
Hermione blushed, ignoring him, she sat beside Neville.
"Ginny said she can't join us. Her friends make a little party at their compartment." Hermione said, clearly want to change the embarrassing environment.
Somehow, Harry was quite relieved when he heard the news even though Neville seemed disappointed.
"So, I bought some lunch for you. Oh and Neville, you can have Ron's" she added
Ron stared jealously at Neville. His face red and ready to protest any moment but Hermione quickly cut it.
"Oh Harry dear, this is for you." She said handing him a lunch box. Since she learned to cook from Molly, she tried many recipes and it turned out to be good but of course not as heavenly as Mrs. Weasley cooking's.
"Thanks Hermione." He opened the lunch box. The food was plenty enough for two people; well in his opinion. No way he could eat all the food. They had welcoming feast after all in 4 hours.
"Hermione, come on. Where's mine?" Ron whined.
"I give your lunch to Neville. I think he deserves it."
Neville look at Ron guiltily. "Umm, it's okay Hermione. It is Ron's lunch by the way."
Harry interrupted "Ron you can share with me. I can't finish it by myself."
"Ron. I really hope you can learn something from these two gentlemen." She waved her hand indicating Harry and Neville.
The compartment's door slid open and revealed Ginny with a big smile plastered on her face; searching for someone and beamed when she saw Harry.
"Hi Harry!" she said with high-pitched voice.
It was Neville who answered "Hi Ginny!"
Harry let out a soft groan and tried to make like there was no seat left for Ginny.
tbc~
A/N: I need betas. So if you know someone or you are the one, please let me know. :) I'll update this story every week if I'm not busy.
