Hey everyone. This story is written for the Fortnightly Challenge Threads Snape Appreciation Challenge on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I choose to write for Shelf 5 18. Aging Potion. The task was to write a de-aging or aging AU. I choose to go with de-aging. I hope you all enjoy the humor and drama of Help.
George was laughing as the two toddlers that had once been my sister and my girlfriend sat bawling at my feet surrounded by shards of the vial that Hermione had dropped moments ago. Sighed I glared over at my older brother.
"Don't just stand there laughing," I hissed at him, "come help me take care of this mess."
"Alright," he was the reply as he didn't even try to cease his laughter. Walking over bent down and picked up Ginny and Hermione. "I really didn't remember Ginny being this loud as a baby."
"I dis many years old," Ginny told him holding out two fingers.
"I dis many years old too," Hermione said holding out three fingers.
"Oh God," I sighed. "Of course the person who would be able to fix this mess had to be turned into a bloody three year old."
Hermione and Ginny flinched as I yelled this. I would have to remember not to yell in the future. Apparently children didn't like yelling within their vacinity. I looked at George over the squalling children's head.
"What did you use in the potion?" I asked.
"It's a simple de-aging potion," George told me. "I wrote it down in case it worked out well and we needed to make more of it." He chuckled to himself as he whispered to Hermione and Ginny. "I don't think we'll be making any more of that one. Do you?"
They both shook their heads.
"No," Hermione shook her vigorously.
"Double no," said Ginny also shaking her head.
"Do you have an antidote for this one, George?" I asked trying to keep my voice as soothing as I could so as not to start another bout of crying from the little girls. "We need to fix Hermione and Ginny before Harry finds out. Or worse Mum."
That finally stopped George's laughter dead in his throat. He hadn't thought of that and I could tell he didn't think about it too. I felt a tug at my pants leg and looked down to find the three year old Hermione at my feet. She was kind of cute as baby or toddler or whatever you called a three year old. I kind of imagine our daughter would look like Hermione at this age when we had one that is. Once we re-aged Hermione again that is.
"What is it, Hermione?" I asked her bending down to her level.
"Read," she thrust the book under my nose.
Leave it to Hermione, even as a three year old, to try to figure out a solution to our problem. I took the book from the three year old Hermione thanking her. She was clever even at a young age. She had turned the book to the exact page that we would be needing. I scanned the page and found that we had all the ingredients if not in store at home. I then read the instructions.
"George," I groaned, "I think we have a problem."
"What?" he asked as though it couldn't get any worse than it already was.
"The potions takes three months to brew."
"Three months?"
"Yeah."
"I think we're in trouble then."
"Why would that be?" came a voice behind me that was all familiar to me.
I closed my eyes as I turned towards my best friend Harry Potter. How was I going to tell him that George and I had turned his girlfriend, my sister Ginny, and my girlfriend Hermione into toddlers?
I hope you all enjoyed Help. This is going to be a multi-chapter story because this type of AU is kinda interesting. I've seen it done for other fandoms and have always wanted to try it. I hope I did it well.