A Spoiled Prince

Summary: MASSIVE AU! In a world where Ron Weasley was the third child after his twin older brothers he has plenty of experience with babysitting. In this world Ron Weasley is very ambitious and instead of putting Slytherin down he praises it which causes Harry to have second thoughts about -not- going there... Add a Harry Potter who has several cousins instead of only one (all of them magical) means he too has plenty of experience in babysitting. Let that boil for a minute and add one Hermione Granger. A witch with something to prove and a recent orphan because of a freak accident. Finally add a spoiled pure blood princess who hadn't needed to worry about anything. Including potty training.

Warning: This is a semi-serious story with AB/DL content. It is also a stargate SG1 crossover. (waaay eventually) If you don't know what AB/DL content means then I suggest either googling it up so you aren't surprised. This contains Mature content limited to what fanfiction allows. The beginning is a bit forced , not entirely 'realistic' and rushed at times but I'll ask you to just go with it because I had to get the theme going. Because I'm unsure about how to use nappy / nappy's / nappies I'm just going to use diapers to be on the safe side.

Keywords: NICE Dursleys. Competent Voldemort (or villain in general) Competent Hogwarts Staff.

Chapter 01

The Malfoy home January 12 – 1989

Draco Malfoy age ten

"Draco, you have to learn this." Lucius Malfoy exclaimed. For one of the very few times, his political power, money or just his good name in general wasn't helping him much with a stubborn child. The person he was arguing with had him wrapped around her little finger and could get him to buy her anything she wanted. As proven by the pony's in his backyard. Or the litter of puppies.

Of course that was -nothing- compared to the fact that his princess was still in diapers. By choice.

"If only my wife was still alive." Lucius thought sourly. She would have put an end to these antics. Draco though was nearly ten already and still hadn't learned to change herself. He hadn't minded when she was younger but she was approaching her teenage years and it was far from appropriate to see your daughter naked. Let alone to be forced to clean her up or change her nappy.

"I don't want to go to the toilet daddy!" Draco whined.

But for once he wouldn't let his princess get her own way. This was for her own good. She would be a laughing stock at Hogwarts and she barely had nine months to get her into training pants at least.

"Draco, I'm not going to let you have your way this time." Lucius said firmly. "You are a nearly ten year old girl and just look at yourself in the mirror!"

"I know how I look in the mirror!" Draco protested. Though Lucius noted that she got a bit nervous the way this conversation was going.

"Do you now?" Lucius asked with raised eyebrows.

He flicked his wand and banished her clothing to the laundry room except for her... Underwear.

Then he followed this up by summoning and conjuring his personal mirror into the room.

"Now look into the mirror and tell me what you see." Lucius ordered. He stressed his question with the family magic that would literally compel her to obey and answer truthfully. It was a relic from a darker more ignorant time that literally couldn't be removed or avoided in any way. In this case it was very convenient indeed.

Draco obeyed reluctantly and looked into the mirror. She had beautiful blond hair. She was beginning to develop a bust. Though that might be wishful thinking on her part. Then her eyes drifted downwards and she looked at the item between her legs. It was made out of thick white cotton though it was beginning to change from its clean white into a distinct dark yellow colour.

Draco realized that she couldn't stop peeing even if she wanted too. Draco was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice Lucius steeling himself so he could cast a number of spells on her quickly after the other. The first would increase all her senses for a while. It was only for a few moments and could only be cast by someone else. It was typically used as a light punishment of sorts. Usually when your teenage child came home with a hangover. The spell tended to increase the hangover several times but since it only lasted for a few moments and couldn't be cast several times in a row it was rarely used. The second spell followed straight after the other and would compel the body to empty itself immediately. This was done by relaxing the bladder and bowel muscles for several moments until everything had been expelled. The second spell was a very weak curse because it tended to linger for a few hours at best and a week at worst. The third and final spell would make only her smell her own mess. Lucius hoped that it would embarrass her sufficiently and get it into her head that she had to start working to get to the toilet in time.

Immediately his daughter's face changed that of deep thought into a highly uncomfortable one followed by that thing you do when you smell something disgusting. For a moment he thought that he might have succeeded but that moment passed as he observed her face changing into that stubborn look of hers.

"I see a cute girl in a used nappy." Draco answered honestly. "A girl who's comfortable with herself to know that she likes diapers for what it is used and a girl that likes to act younger then she really is."

Lucius gaped at what his daughter had just said. For a moment she had sounded just like his dear wife. Just as intelligent and more importantly, just as stubborn. Lucius just knew that if you combined that with his own bullheadedness... It was then that he made a decision.

"Fine." Lucius bit out. "If you want to keep using diapers then so be it. However, don't come crying to me when people will laugh at you when you go to Hogwarts and I expect you to learn how to change yourself. If you can't do that..." Lucius thought for a moment and then nodded to himself.

"If you won't go to the effort to at least learn how to change yourself... Then you will not like the consequences."

Draco just shrugged. She was sure he was bluffing. Lucius had never punished her before.

"I don't care what people will think of me. I am happy with who I am."

Lucius kept his mouth shut and simply followed her to the bathroom where she would take a shower. She was still at an age where her own nudity wasn't much of a problem to himself. That would change by the time she ended her first year at Hogwarts though. Her dorm mates would guarantee that.

Lucius watched as Draco deposited the used diaper into the bin meant for it and turned on the water. The runes were designed to give the most comfortable shower you could pay for and to focus on the parts where you were dirty. Other runes also detected if there was another person in the room, if he or she was naked and if they were or weren't to prevent that person from getting wet as well. In this case, Lucius remained completely dry despite the water coming form the ceiling.

As Draco was washing herself, Lucius made another attempt to make her see sense.

"You realize that you won't be able to take a private shower at the school right?" He asked her.

"Of course I do. You told me plenty of times that it's an open shower and that I better get over my shyness very quickly..."

"I don't care about anyone seeing me naked." Draco added with a shrug.

"Besides... If everyone in the school knows that I'm still wearing diapers then why bother hiding it?"

"Because not everyone is as mature as you are on that area Draco!" Lucius finally exclaimed.

"People will say hurtful things to you, they will possibly hex you or cast even worse spells on you. Would you really want to risk losing your clothes in the middle of a cold hallway of a castle? Or worse, if you are playing Quidditch? Or even when you are outside!?"

"Then I'll just learn how to defend myself and then get back to those people won't I?" If they know that I'll retaliate they won't bother me anymore."

Lucius just shook his head at the naiveness of his daughter. Children her age would keep picking on her because she was still wearing diapers. The older years would probably leave her alone though.

"Besides, the teachers will have to deal with bullies right?"

Lucius snorted. "If Severus idiotic Snape is still a teacher there then I have my doubts about it." The man had been the target of Gryffindor bullies his entire Hogwarts career and now the man was a bitter man who had become the thing he loathed. Except the bullies were teenagers and he was a grown man expected to get over grudges and not let them control his life.

Lucius would eventually accept that his daughter would not change her mind and would eventually help her to change herself. Except she kept having trouble. He could see she was trying to change herself but she kept doing it wrong. Time continued to pass and at the end of those nine months he had an idea. It was a desperate idea for a desperate solution but he was out of ideas.

Two days later

Weasley residence - mid august 1990

"Thank you for receiving me Arthur." Lucius said. "I know we don't see eye to eye through our politics but I'm at my wits end and then I thought of you." Oops. He shouldn't have said it that way. Damn it.

"So I was your last choice?" Arthur asked neutrally.

"Actually, you're my only choice because I only thought of it three days ago. Well that and I can be reasonable sure that you won't abuse this in your politics." He hoped so at least.

"So what can I do for you?" Arthur asked after a short uncomfortable pause.

"Okay, I'm going to go against my instincts about this and I'm going to be blunt. So please forgive my somewhat crude language but I need to vent somewhat. I assume your children can't eavesdrop?"

"Fred, George and Ron Weasley. For every bug I find I will take you over my knee! And no, I'm not kidding! Now, I'm going to pretend I'm not seeing anyone should they decide to quickly remove those theoretical bugs of theirs."

To Lucius amazement three children, one of his daughter's age and two who had already one year under their belt rushed into the room and removed an item he hadn't even noticed before. They had been making use of the under-age technicality then. It was so simple few people thought about it. The ministry couldn't detect under-age magic in a magical household because the only wands they had were wands of themselves or of their ancestors. Which had long lost the trace on them and since the trace was on the wand and not on the person...

Arthur followed that up by several flicks of his wand to thoroughly check the room and came up empty. Just to be sure he applied several privacy charms. "Now, nobody will be able to hear this conversation without me knowing. So please. Tell me what you want of me." Arthur's tone didn't make it a polite request though.

"My daughter still wears diapers and still pisses and shits in them." Lucius began bluntly. "She isn't ill and she isn't cursed. In fact, I've been pushing her to start training since she was five but she just ignores me and if I don't clean her up myself she'll end up having a rash and I just can't withstand that cute puppy eye look of hers." Lucius rant was considerable longer then that but this was what it came down too. Arthur just let the man rage for a while. After all, the man had warned him in advance of his crude language.

"Okay, so that isn't exactly healthy. So what do you want from me?" Arthur asked.

"I've heard that your second oldest son is rather ambitious in his plans for his future which will hopefully let him be sorted into Slytherin." It was unsaid that his daughter would be highly likely to be sorted in Slytherin as well.

"I want to propose a marriage contract between my daughter and young Ronald. I will imply a number of things that are actually lies outright to my daughter along with a weak spell that will make her think they're actually true while they're not. Anyway, if she realized that Ron will be changing her, then I'm hoping it might change her tune a bit."

Now THAT Arthur did not expect.

"Do you realize what you're asking of me?" Arthur said after several long moments.

"I do." Lucius replied simply. "Arthur... Listen. You know how I was as a young man right? We both know that I made stupid mistakes. However, I changed after my wife was murdered for a perceived slight by HIM. That's part of a reason I'm doing this as well. I don't want to be associated with HIM anymore. The marriage contract is just a convenient excuse in this case to A) try to convince my daughter to actually make some effort to go to the bathroom and B) to declare that I am no longer following that sociopath that murdered my wife."

Despite the reputation that Arthur had gained over the years, Lucius knew that he was a very cunning and intelligent man.

"So let me get this straight, you want to arrange a marriage contract with my Ron to be signed at their..?"

"Fifteenth birthday." Lucius supplied.

"To be signed by their fifteenth birthday." Arthur repeated.

"You are going to imply -assuming I agree with this of course- you are going to imply a number of things to your daughter. Like that my son has to change her until that date arrives and that he has some authority over her... Or so I'm assuming."

"You're right." Lucius confirmed.

Lucius knew that the Weasley family also had family magic. If given a direct order, worded in a such a way, Ron would never be able to do anything remotely sexual to his daughter that wasn't wanted.

Lucius was nodding with every point that Arthur was making.

"Is she even interested in boys yet?" Arthur asked. "More to the point though, you realize this might ruin everything between you and your daughter right?"

"It won't be, if I tell her that I won't hold her to the contract if she is out of diapers before her fifteenth birthday."

"I was actually referring to the fact that a strange boy would be seeing her in a very vulnerable position."

"She knows what family magic can do. If you give a very specific order, backed by the family magic then she'll know what she's dealing with."

"Won't that be counter-productive?"

"Nope." Lucius said with a smirk. "Because he'll still have a certain amount of authority over her. Well, just enough so he can change her when needed and like I said... Should something come of it, I won't be opposed to my daughter's happiness."

"Of course not." Arthur muttered.

"I'm not going to decide something like this without Ron's input. I'm going to get him, explain to him what you told me and we'll go from there. He's rather mature despite his age because he had to watch over his younger siblings over the years. He has an excellent mind for politics too." The last part was muttered so Lucius pretended to ignore it.

A few minutes later, Arthur and Ron re-entered the room.

The conversation that followed was highly uncomfortable for all three sides but a lot of uncomfortable questions had to be made. Lucius realized that day that Ronald would be a powerful ally to have if he ever went into politics. The thought of having him as an enemy was a scary one. He might be needing a diaper himself at the thought alone. The boy was had excellent intuition, intelligence and he knew exactly when to bluff and when to concede.

By the end of the day, they had come to an agreement concerning the contract and Arthur had given a very specific order to Ron backed by the family magic, witnessed by Lucius as the possible future father in law. The contract was worded in such a way that it implied certain things but these things were contradicted in other parts of the contract that were more subtle.

If you read it completely, it basically said (without the implications but the truth of the matter) that if Draco was out of diapers by her sixteenth birthday then she would be free to chose if she chose to follow the contract or not. But if she was not out of diapers or / and if she hadn't made any effort to get out of diapers then the contract would be enforced. It was worded in such a way that if she HAD made effort to get out of diapers but had failed but still had made an effort then she could get out of the contract as well. Either way, Ron would be taking care of her. Of course, all of that assumed they were in the same house. If they weren't... Well, Lucius had enough pull to get Draco and Ron separate quarters so Ron could still take care of his intended.

A lot of (partial) fake threats that implied public humiliation were included, meant to intimidate Draco into actually making some effort and if she misbehaved, Ron was allowed to chose between a number of punishments.

Because Ron had made a good point at some point in their conversation.

Muscles had to be worked to keep them healthy. But they could also grow so weak that they couldn't be made fit again without considerable effort. This meant that it was entirely possible that Draco was stuck in diapers permanently either way. If that was the case then Lucius didn't know what he would do.

After everything had been discussed, Ron left with permission to tell his siblings what the whole thing was about with express orders not to make fun of her when they saw her.

"So you probably realize that I pretty much have agreed." Arthur started.

"I did." Lucius confirmed with a nod.

"I even have a plan in mind that will allow the both of us to play those old fools without them ever realizing it."

"Oh?"

"You know as well as I do that we are opposed in politics. If you want a law passed and you don't have the majority all I have to do is be against it for some of the neutrals to come over your side. Or with a bit of prodding from my side. This can work in reverse as well..."

When Lucius left the Weasley household it was with the knowledge that Arthur Weasley was the very definition of a snake in lions clothing. Lucius would make sure that Arthur would be getting a few raises so that he could afford to buy things for his family... It was well worth the money. Lucius decided. Especially if he arranged for them to have a few lucky breaks over the years... Yes that would work perfectly.

Hermione Granger

Age 10

Hermione had always things happen to her. Things that couldn't be explained through science. She couldn't remember when, but at some point she had started calling it magic. Even when it wasn't supposed to exist. Because if her parents heard her call it magic, she would be seeing the men in a white suit in a padded room rather quickly. Hermione was smart. Scary smart even. In fact, the teachers had told her that her intelligence, smarts and instincts in science lay on a level that was only seen once every century.

At eleven years old, Hermione Granger had finished university already. She had several degrees that could let her work anywhere... If she was at an age where people would actually hire her. She could allegedly still be taken advantage off.

It was because of her incredible intelligence that she never had a childhood. She never played with dolls or with toys not because she didn't want to, but because her parents had the idea in their heads that just because she was so smart, that it meant she was also supposed to be mature. She wasn't supposed to play with toys in other words. So that meant she wasn't allowed to play with toys and hadn't had any for as long as she could remember.

On the other hand, it meant that she had top of the line equipment, including a state of the art computer with the best internet access money could buy. It was when she was surfing that she stumbled on a little corner that seemed at first glance be the answer to her problems. That little corner was about people who regressed in their 'off time' to a time where they were taken care off. For Hermione that was when she was up to four or five years old. After that they had realized how smart she was and everything had gone to hell. Sort off at least.

She had done her research about it of course. She had wanted to know if you wouldn't hurt yourself in any way, or worse perhaps get stuck in diapers again if you didn't know what you were doing. Then the accident happened and took it out of her hand entirely. Looking back at it several weeks after it happened, Hermione wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing. Don't get her wrong, she had cried when she realized her parents were dead and it still hurt even today but they had more or less forced a psychiatrist on her to help her get over the accident and well... She had mentioned what she had found and had asked the woman her opinion of regressing.

-Memory-

"Regressing is something intensively personal. Miss Granger." The woman told her. "It can be very intensive or it can be very slight. You told me that your parents took your toys away from you because they were of the opinion that your smarts meant you were mature enough not to want them. That they didn't even ask your opinion or if they did that you didn't want to tell them the truth because you felt embarrassed?"

"Actually, they never asked." Hermione admitted. "They didn't remove all the toys from one day to the next though... I think." She frowned as she tried to remember. "They just didn't buy any new ones and well, I eventually outgrew the toys I had so of course I didn't want 'baby toys' as I thought of them. That's how it went I think. It sounds about right." Hermione reasoned out loud.

"As long as you don't do permanent damage to yourself, you can't really do much to yourself. You could use the diaper for its completed intended purpose or you could just wear it because that act in itself relaxes you. On the other hand, you now have a much better control over your life and you can buy all the toys you want. Just do what you think is right. But I would advise you to think about it and not make any hasty decisions."

- End memory -

Hermione had talked with the woman about the subject for several sessions and Hermione had decided that she wanted to experiment with the diapers. So she had continued to browse the web being very careful with who she chatted online. Hermione had another reason to want to try the diapers out though. She had been experiencing very extensive nightmares. The dreams were chaotic and hard to follow but somehow she thought that something else had happened then a technical difficulty that caused the car to crash. The nightmares had an unfortunate side effect. She always woke up in a wet bed. No matter the precautions she took, if she had that awful dream she was guaranteed to wake up in a soaked bed.

That was an important reason to want to wear diapers. Better in the diaper then yet another ruined set of sheets.

Just as Hermione thought that her life was getting on track again did she receive a letter that HAD to be a hoax. So when a woman appeared on her doorstep her world was turned upside down. Again. To make matters worse, she couldn't discuss it with anyone except her parents but they were dead so they were out.

After the introduction about magic and what it meant, Hermione realized that this might be the solution to her problems. A visit to the magical hospital later and she was told that her own magic was doing this to her because -if you could believe it- someone tried to change her memories and her magic was trying to resist and failing. Until she got stronger then the one that cast the spell on her, the nightmares would continue. It wouldn't work for a professional to undo the spell because her magic might consider it hostile too. End result? No easy magic solution.

Hermione was happy that those wizard doctors had sworn magical oaths to keep patient privacy though.

That was a big problem for Hermione. She wanted (and needed) to go to Hogwarts to keep her magic under control. She could hurt herself and others with it if she didn't. The problem was that hiding it was the worst thing you could do because hiding it meant you were doing something wrong.

Hermione couldn't practice her magic in private because of the under-age magical restriction. When she visited the shopping district again, she decided to shop around to see if there weren't any convenient ways to keep her privacy until she could learn the spells herself.

When Hermione mentioned to one of her favourite contacts that she wouldn't be able to chat for the next ten months because she had been accepted in a prestigious school. The contact was her favourite because he considered himself a 'daddy' but didn't mind wearing on occasion as well. Because while he wanted to dominate his baby girl, he wanted to be dominated as well.

When he responded that he too would go to a school in Scotland she thought it was too good to be true. So she dropped a few hints, making sure not to say the school's name outright. The other guy did the same and eventually she made the conclusion that he also would be going to Hogwarts.

Hermione eventually gave her name because it wouldn't matter if she did it now or later. He would figure it out sooner or later based on her descriptions of herself. They both agreed to wear a specific item so they would recognize each other more easily along with a few codewords to make their first real life conversation less awkward.

Harry Potter

Harry was many things but if you asked his relatives they would tell you he was the best babysitter you could imagine. Baby's just loved him and he loved them in return. If they were crying? They went quiet when he picked them up. They obediently ate their food and they listened when he was trying to teach them. People were calling him the baby whisperer because he was so good with them. Harry dreamed of becoming a child expert. He loved working with them because he understood them. Literally. Their babbling was as clear to him as English. It wasn't intelligent English of course, it didn't make sense for most of the time. But he could still understand them, something he had kept secret for as long as he could remember. Because nobody could do the same.

But then it wasn't just babies that he could understand. Harry could speak, read and write just about any language he encountered. That included, much to his own surprise animals as well. Well, mammals for the most part because fish were underwater so he couldn't test that and birds tended to ignore him when he tried to speak to them.

This wasn't the only thing that was unusual though. Harry had a sort of charisma on him that would be dangerous if he weren't so damn likeable. You just liked him because he was so damn nice. But don't think that meant you could take advantage of his kindness though. Harry had a side to him that could be called dark and cruel. It rarely came out to play and when it did his victims generally deserved it.

While Hermione was book smart and science smart with her talents laying in research and studying something, Harry's own talent had several parts so to speak. There was his skill in languages which took literally no effort of its own. It was as easy as breathing for him. The second part was a sort of natural expansion of the first. Science and languages were sort of the different side of the same coin. They went hand by hand. It was more specific then that though, Harry was particularly good in repairing things. Or just building things. His hands seemed to work on their own and if he wasn't paying much attention to them they used whatever tools they had on their own and sometimes... Sometimes tools ended up laying on his table when he KNEW it hadn't been there before. So tools tended to just... Appear.

Harry had plenty of need to repair stuff though. Considering that he was a big brother for several of his aunts and uncle's children. His uncle had been an only child and his aunt had always dreamed of a big family. His uncle had inherited a huge sum of money from his adopted sister when she died. So money wasn't an issue.

If there had to be something to complain about it was the fact that his oldest cousin was also his youngest cousin. Weird huh to say it like that? Dudley (call me Lee) had a very rare medical condition that could change his mental maturity from one moment to the other. It tended to change around when he was feeling very strong emotions. Normally he was just a normal thirteen year old boy. But if he got angry (something very easy to do) he just switched to toddler age to deal with his anger. This had an unfortunate side effect that Dudley had never been able to toilet train himself because when (not if) when he changed to his little self he wouldn't know what to do with a toilet at all.

His aunt and uncle had bribed him by making Harry his main caretaker as much as possible but more specifically when he had to change him. Dudley and Lee were two different people though. Of a sort. Lee was the big boy while Dudley was the toddler. Lee had told Harry his biggest secret. He had told Harry that he liked wearing diapers and that he had sort off pretended at times to be Dudley when he really was Lee and to please, please never tell this to anyone.

Harry, who had at that point changed Dudley more then he could count agreed on the condition he would never lie about it when it was just the two of them. Harry loved Dudley and lee in a family sort of way. He also hoped that Dudley would grow out of it eventually. This was important to know because Harry had asked and received his own computer with internet connection instead of a whole year worth of presents. (allowance not counted. Because that would be cruel.)

That was when Harry discovered a part of himself. He wanted to take care of a (female) big little baby. That's when he discovered the teen baby community. That's when he began chatting with someone who quickly became his favourite person. She had genuine reasons to want to wear diapers and to want someone to understand that part of her. So when he got his letter and the Hagrid visit he couldn't believe his eyes when she mentioned she wouldn't be able to talk with him for ten months in a row because she was going to a prestigious school in Scotland. After exchanging some subtle hints they both came to the conclusion that they went to the same school and that they would meet for the first time during the train ride.

Hermione had arranged for a medi-witch of the magical hospital to send her packages of disposable diapers every month until told otherwise or until she needed a bigger / thicker size. Harry had promised her that she could diaper and change him as well once they got comfortable with each other.

With help of her remaining family (though they were very distant and she barely knew them) she arranged for clean up crew to visit her home every month to keep the dust bunnies in check and for the police to check her home every month as well. Usually after the clean up crew had done their job. During the summer months they would cook for her and keep her home clean as well. It was what she paid them for after all.

The only money she could access was her allowance that would be deposited on an account every week and considering she would be away for ten months in a row... Then there was the money she earned from the government because of her degrees. Being smart and having all sorts of diploma's sure was worth it. This meant that she could afford all kinds of teen baby goodies but she kept those non magical to be safe.

Hogwarts Express - September 1 1990

Draco's point of view

Ever since that last argument where her father had tried to embarrass her out of diapers, he had been acting very strange. Then, a week or two after he announced that he had engaged her to another boy and he went on in high detail what it would require of her to get out of it. Draco had been raised that she would be married off but it had still come as an unpleasant surprise. That her future husband was a blood traitor made it worse. Though Draco made sure to never ever speak that word where her father could hear it. Because the last time he had heard her say blood traitor she had also mentioned 'mud blood' and that had resulted in a very painful spanking. It was also the last time she associated with the few friends she had made.

Draco had decided that she would make sure to wrap the guy around her finger. She wasn't entirely sure how she would do it though. It couldn't be that hard could it? The only thing that bothered her was the fact that this boy would be seeing her in a highly vulnerable position. In fact, he would be seeing her naked long before she would see him naked in return. Though her father had made it clear that nothing could happen she didn't want to happen. He would HAVE to change her, there was no way around that. But anything of a sexual nature, and her father had made sure she knew all about the birds and the bee's. On top of that he had made it very clear what they as in she and Ron could and couldn't do. As in, that you may do, and this you cannot do under any circumstances whatsoever. Not until you accept the marriage contract.

Of course there were things she wouldn't be allowed to do 'now' but would be allowed to do by her next birthday. But she still didn't want him to see her naked when she couldn't see him naked as well. When she came to this conclusion, she made it a point to learn how to banish things away to locations. That way, she could remove all the guy's clothes when he saw her the first time.

She and Ronald would meet for the last two weeks to talk and to get to know each other. Both fathers had decided that if the didn't click then the whole deal was off. Lucius would have to find another solution then.

It had been a bit embarrassing to talk about it in the beginning, but she learned quickly that Ronald (call me Ron please, no seriously, call me Ron) had very quick wits about him, was very intelligent, had a strong intuition when it came to politics and was very kind as well. He had changed his younger siblings of both genders plenty of times in the past. So it wasn't really anything new.

Ron had shown that he had a nasty side to him though. Well, perhaps nasty wasn't a good word but he had told her that he had designed his own spell that when you cast it on a diaper that this would make it impossible for the person itself to remove it. His younger siblings had annoyed him plenty of times like that in the past leaving... Traces everywhere. If she gave freely given permission to wasn't Ron (assuming he had cast the spell on the diaper) then that person could change her as well. The only exception was the nurse. There was an emergency release that would allow the nurse to change her as well. She didn't like that idea at all. To not be able to change herself when she needed it was a scary thought. What would happen if no WHEN she needed a change and he wasn't around?

It implied that she would needed multiple people that were allowed to change her... But that was a problem for the future. Right now she had to board the train and find her... Future husband. Privately, she was looking forward to his shock when he would be nude himself when he would change her for the first time.

After boarding the train, she found the compartment where he was sitting. She knocked and opened the door. It was then that she realized that Ronald wasn't alone but that he was talking with two other people as well.

"Draco!" Ron said when he noticed her. "Please, come in, wait let me help you with that." He stood up and helped her with dragging her trunk into the train compartment.

"Draco, this is Harry Potter and that is Hermione Granger. Harry and Hermione already knew each other through the in-ter-net and were about to explain what it was." Ron explained. Pronouncing the last word very carefully.

"Okay, so what is it?" Draco asked curiously. She noticed that Harry and Hermione looked at each other and exchanged that look you exchange with someone when they say something you find very odd.

"That's what we were about to explain." Hermione began.

"But like I told Ron, if you don't know much about technology then it won't make much sense no matter how much we try to explain it. Neither of us know enough about your culture to make comparisons." Harry inished smoothly.

Hermione looked annoyed to have been interrupted but she kept quiet.

Draco thought she recognized that look from the few older couples she knew. It was that, 'ugh, my husband has interrupted me but I'll put up with it and make sure to have a 'headache' next time he wants some.

"Are you two a couple?" Draco asked shrewdly. "Because you could only finish sentences for another if you knew each other well."

"We're not." Hermione began.

"Like Ron said, we know each other from the internet. We got to know each other there since it was a place about similar interests.." Harry explained vaguely.

"Ohoh..." Draco said with a wide smile. "Someone is trying to keep a secret!"

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, obviously no comfortable with it. They had only Ron for a few hours, and Draco only just now.

"Don't worry. Draco won't say anything if she knows what good for her." Ron told them. "I already told you that I'm engaged right? Well, there's a bit of a background you should know about how we know each other and what's in our possible future..."

Before Draco could open her mouth to protest, she shut it again because she had never intended to keep it a secret so why bother now?

End Chapter

(regular) Banish items spell: There are two types of spells that banish items. The first is the most commonly known and is used to banish trash or other things you want gone permanently. You can't banish a lot of things in a row though. For lack of a better word, banished items need to be 'digested' if you do it in the same location. The higher the quantity (amount) of the item the more time you would need to wait before you can banish more. This is also referred to as magical banished pollution. There is a variation of this spell that is mostly known to pure blood families but isn't really restricted to them alone.

Banish items to: This is one example of the typical spell that banishes items. Instead of destroying the item and requiring it to be 'digested' (for a lack of a better word) you can just banish the item into a trash can or just to its regular place. You could for example banish your child's toys to their place.

Conjuring / summoning: This is a spell that is typically restricted to pureblood witches and wizards but only because it is a skill that you tend to discover for yourself. A conjured item doesn't last very long but if you conjure summon an item, you actually take an item of a known location and bring it to your own location. The nature of the item determines the amount of focus, magic and effort you need for it to be successful.

Spoiled princess characters info chart.
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Fred & George Weasley. male twin. Twelve (12) years old. Fred & George will begin their second year of Hogwarts. Potty trained.

Ronald Weasley. Boy. Eleven (11) years old. Ron will start his first year at Hogwarts. Potty trained. Is 'daddy' of Draco. Changes her diapers.

Bill and Charlie Weasley. Male twin. Seven (7) years old. Nightly accidents with the occasional day time accident.

Percy & Ginny Weasley. Female twin Two (2) years old. Use diapers full time.

Hermione Granger. Girl. Eleven (11) years old. Hermione will start her first year at Hogwarts. Night time accidents due to nightmares. Teen baby.

Harry Potter. Boy. Eleven (11) years old. Harry will start his first year at Hogwarts. Potty trained. Is a 'daddy' and will wear (and use) a diaper sometimes. Likes to be dominated if that happens. (Forced and humiliate.) Is a pervert.

Draco Malfoy. Girl. Eleven (11) years old. Draco will start her first year at Hogwarts. Uses diapers 24/7

Assume that all other characters have their regular age unless I indicate otherwise.

Edited at 25/02/2015 - 17.43