Disclaimer: All characters used in this story strictly belong to J.K Rowling. I am only borrowing them for the purposes of this story. No profits were made. Sadly :(

Summary: Better summary in my profile. Basically it's another one of those 'oh no, potions mishap!' stories. Set in the boys' seventh year of Hogwarts.

Harry and Draco were partnered, once again, to make a potion. The potion they made was to grant the drinker their desired age… for six months. Draco had a plan to drink it, and so did Harry, his boyfriend of two years. With two puffs of smoke, Snape was stuck with two howling babies. Very young babies.

It's going to be an 'awesome' adventure of Severus Snape! Oh, and no worries. Harry and Draco will remember everything.

Warnings: Rated M for fluff, foul language, cute babies, awkward situations, and M/M loving in the very beginning and end. VERY end. And of course, Draco is OOC.

Lunaparvulus strikes again! :D

Chapter One

Age is Just a Number

: October 28, 1997 :

Harry was fixing his tie in front of the bathroom mirror in the boys' dormitory when a very grumpy looking Ron staggered in. He scowled at Harry before moving to one of the sinks to start brushing his teeth.

"How come you're always so… cheerful in the mornings?" Ron asked as he squeezed toothpaste onto his toothbrush.

"I'm just an early riser, unlike you," Harry replied with a smile. "Hurry up, mate, or we'll miss breakfast." Harry chuckled when Ron started brushing his teeth furiously. "I'll wait for you in the common room, shall I? Hermione's probably there."

Ron only grunted in reply and Harry left his friend to finish his morning rituals. As he stepped foot into the Gryffindor common room, the first thing he saw was the back of a bushy-haired head next to a very blond one. Harry grinned happily and almost skipped over to the couches. He put his hands over the blond's eyes and smiled.

"Guess who?"

Draco chuckled and put his own hands on top of Harry's. He pulled off Harry's hands and tilted his head up, looking right into amused green eyes. Harry leaned down and kissed his boyfriend's lips upside down.

Hermione giggled and shook her head. They were so adorable. When she saw that they weren't kissing anymore, Hermione thought it was safe for her to talk.

"Harry, is Ron –"

"He's awake, brushing his teeth when I left him upstairs," Harry answered Hermione's unfinished question. Walking around the couch, Harry stopped in front of Draco.

Draco smiled softly and patted his lap, wincing just a tad when Harry all but jumped onto his thighs.

"Good morning," Draco whispered.

Harry looked into the silver orbs and smiled. "Good morning… How long were you waiting?"

"Not too long; Hermione let me in around ten minutes ago. Most of your dorm mates are still sleeping, I believe."

Harry chuckled and placed his head in the crook between Draco's neck and shoulder. "They usually get up twenty minutes before class starts."

Draco scoffed, but before he said anything, a loud yawn sounded behind him. He turned around and found Ron walking slowly over to them.

"Hey, Weasley."

The redheaded teen snorted and squinted at Draco. "Malfoy, why are you here?" Ron saw Hermione scowling at him and he then sighed exasperatedly. "Why am I even asking? Two years of this… Was just kidding, Draco."

When Ron joined Hermione, Harry got off from his boyfriend's lap and helped Draco stand. Together, they leisurely walked to the Great Hall for breakfast, chatting along the way.

Draco was admiring the way the dark locks were falling into Harry's eyes as the green-eyed teen busily wrote down Snape's notes. Draco did his already, fifteen minutes ago to be exact. It was always amusing when they had to take notes. Harry would dawdle for at least a good five minutes, and then he would sort of zone out as the Potions professor talked. Lastly, when Snape started walking around, barking out instructions, Harry would then start scribbling away. Of course, Draco paid attention to the man; he wasn't like Harry.

Every single word the professor said, he wrote down onto parchment.

Potion was his favorite subject, which was why Draco was exceptionally excited about the potion they were about to make.

It was an Age Reduction potion. It works just as the name implied. The drinker just needed to think of the age they wanted to be and the potion would be activated. Once the person changed into their desired age, they would stay that way for half a year. Draco smirked and glanced at his Gryffindor boyfriend.

Let's see if Harry would like the idea of taking care of a child… I know I would love it. Just imagine… six months without doing any school work.

Draco went over the instructions to brew the potion. It wasn't particularly difficult, but it still had some steps that could not be messed up. He didn't want to be in the middle of the consequences. Draco smiled to himself when Harry did a small nod, indicating that he was finally done with the instructions.

"Done, love?" Draco whispered loud enough so only Harry heard.

The class was quiet since most students were mulling over their notes before gathering ingredients. Harry gathered up his parchments and turned to face Draco.

"Yep. Are you ready to start?" Harry tilted his head. "I think this potion is the coolest one thus far from all the ones we made in Snape's class." Harry got off his stool and smirked at his boyfriend. "I'll go get the ingredients and you go ahead and start the base, alright?"

Draco straightened his robes and arched an eyebrow at Harry. "Of course, Potter."

Draco's lips quirked; Snape had breezed by. He and Harry had agreed that they should continue calling each other by their last names during classes. They did it for two years and it was hard to break the habit. But Draco was pretty sure that the whole school knew about his and Harry's relationship already.

When Harry walked away, Draco got their table ready. He took out a black cauldron and set it over the fire. As he waited, Draco pondered about how old he should turn himself into.

A baby. Yes, a small baby. Since I'd remember everything, I want to see how Harry handles the situation.

Little did Draco know, Harry was thinking the exact same thing…

"Is that the right color?" Harry asked as he stirred the potion ten times clockwise. "It's blue… but more on the violet side."

"It's fine, Ha – Potter," Draco muttered. "One more stir and then we'll let it sit."

At that moment, Snape was by their station. He peered into their cauldron and sneered.

"No doubt Mr. Malfoy did most of the work," Snape drawled. His piercing black eyes landed on Harry's green ones. "Mr. Potter, do remember to put the fire out after letting the potion sit for ten minutes." With a curl of his lips, Snape wandered off to his next prey.

"Git," Harry muttered darkly as he glared at the back of the professor.

Underneath their table, Draco's hand found Harry's and he gave his boyfriend a light reassuring squeeze.

"Don't let him get to you," Draco murmured.

"He's not."

"Mhmm…"

"Draco…" Harry whined.

"I love you, too," Draco said mock sweetly. He looked at the steaming potion. "Time to put out that flame."

Muttering under his breath, Harry did as he was told, but not before he pinched Draco's thigh.

HPDMHPDMHPDM

"One of you will drink the potion you and your partner just brewed," Snape said curtly. "If made correctly –" Here, Snape sneered distastefully at Harry, "- the drinker just need to make the choice of how old they want to be and they will become that age."

Snape walked around his desk and stood in front it, his arms crossed, a smirk on his pinched face.

"However, if made incorrectly… Well, all I can say is that you should go to Madame Pomfrey immediately and see if she can help you." Snape uncrossed his arms and waved his right hand at the class. "Well? Drink it!"

As Snape was talking, Harry was busy ladling his own vial to drink; Draco seemed like he was waiting for a transformation to happen. Harry looked around the classroom; Hermione was smiling serenely while Ron looked petrified. Harry chuckled; he wished Ron luck silently since he wouldn't be able to when he changed.

Harry looked down at his hand clutching the vial.

Here goes nothing.

He drank.

While had been watching other students ladling their own potions, Draco had his ready. All he needed was to think of an age. When he finally made his choice, Draco drank and spun to the side, same time as Harry did. Draco eyes widened when he saw the empty vial in Harry's hand.

"You didn't?!" Draco exclaimed. "Why didn't you say something?!"

"What?" Harry asked dumbly; he stared at his boyfriend until he saw a vial in Draco's hand. "Oh shit…"

Draco sighed. Fate was playing a game… Who the fuck was going to take care of him?! Not just him, but Harry as well?

"Did you think of an age?" Draco asked warily. Harry nodded numbly. "Well, we can't avoid it; we'll change in three minutes. Tell me, Harry… This would be my last time calling you Harry until we're normal again." Here, Harry cracked a small smile. "How old… How old are you going to be?"

"Well… I was thinking that you could… take care of me as a baby." Harry then looked down. "My childhood wasn't a happy one, you know that. I just know you would do a much better job than my relatives."

Draco's face softened; he gently took the vial away from Harry's grasp and placed it onto the table. He then held his boyfriend's hand.

"You could've told me you wanted to be the one to change," Draco said softly. "Now, I'm just worried about who's going to take care of us as babies."

"B-babies?" Harry choked out. "You're going to be that young as well?"

Draco only nodded. Harry looked like he was about to faint.

"Draco… What if we're separated? I don't want some… Hufflepuff to take care of me!"

"Shh… Calm down," Draco soothed; he gulped when he felt a tingling sensation. "Love, I think it's time."

"Oh Merlin… Oh my god," Harry muttered. "It's starting…" Harry looked into Draco's eyes. "Maybe… Maybe Snape will take us in. He is the one that made us do this potion."

Draco chuckled and leaned in, kissing Harry. "See you again in six months, Potter."

He pulled away and they both stood up. They smiled at each other.

"It's going to be fun, Draco, now that I'm a bit calmer." Harry hissed suddenly and doubled over.

Draco couldn't comfort his boyfriend as he was going through the same thing. Before he blacked out, he caught Harry's green eyes looking at him. Draco closed his eyes and let the potion work.

"Something's not right, I can feel it," Hermione muttered. Ron was twiddling his thumbs as he waited for the potion to do its job.

"What? I feel fine; it's not three minutes yet."

"I'm not talking about our potion. I know I did everything correctly," Hermione said curtly; Ron rolled his eyes. "I'm talking about Harry and Draco. I think I saw Harry drink… but Draco also had a vial in hand."

"So?" Ron rolled his shoulders; he felt tingly all over.

"So?! Ron! I think… I think they both drank it!" Hermione said tersely.

That got Ron's attention.

"What!" When Hermione glared at him, he smiled sheepishly. "Er… Are you sure?"

"Mm…" Hermione tried to look at the two boys. From where she was sitting, all she saw was Draco holding Harry's hand and seemed to be comforting Harry. "… I am… positive."

Hermione saw the two empty vials.

Ron whistled. "Not good, Mione. Not good."

"I know that! We – Uhm, I can't take care of either of them since I need to watch you."

"I'm only going to be ten, Hermione. I am not going to be that young." Ron frowned and rubbed his stomach. "Uhg… I wonder how old they'll be…" He hissed.

Hermione turned and put a hand on top of Ron's. "It's starting." She looked over at the boys' table again. Harry was hunched over and so was Draco. "They're turning, too."

Before Hermione could say anything else, random puffs of smoke appeared around the room. She looked up; Professor Snape was just standing there, smirking. Or maybe it was a smile, Hermione wasn't sure. She turned her attention back to Ron, only to find a ten-year-old staring right back at her.

"Hermione?" Ron asked; his voice wasn't as deep. "Do I look like when we first met?"

The witch chuckled. It was a good thing the potion only changed a person's age and appearance, and not their memories.

"You look just like when I first met you in our first year."

Ron smiled smugly and sat up straighter. "Do you think Har –"

Two shrill cries echoed around the whole classroom. Hermione winced and Ron covered his ears, his question never got asked. Hermione rushed over to Harry's table and what she saw on the ground made her gasp.

Two tiny babies, one dark-haired and the other fair, were wriggling on top of what used to be their robes. Now they were a pile of… blankets for the babies. She smiled, however, when baby Harry saw her hovering above him and Draco. He gurgled and waved his chubby arms at her. Draco also stopped crying at this time, but instead of smiling at Hermione, he wiggled closer to the baby next to him.

"Aww…" Hermione went down to her knees and then sat down in front of the babies. "You guys…" She shook her head. "You two probably wanted to know what it was like to be taken care of." She carefully picked up Harry, robes and all, and held him in her left arm. With some difficulty, she also picked Draco up and had him in her right arm.

Draco finally cooed at Hermione and snuggled into her chest. Harry was still busy wiggling in Hermione's hold.

"Well! I'm guessing you remember my face or else you two would be crying your lungs out by now," Hermione mused; she bounced both babies in her arms.

Just as she was giving Draco and Harry plenty of small kisses, a dark shadow appeared. Hermione looked up tentatively and swallowed. Professor Snape glared down at her.

"Ms. Granger. Please. Enlighten me. What happened?"

"I-I… They both drank the potion, Sir."

"Really?" Snape asked sarcastically. He let out a sigh and spun around, facing the rest of the class. "You are dismissed! Get out of here! And don't any of you dare breathe a word about Malfoy and Potter's… mishap. Now leave!"

Students scrambled away as quickly as they could. Some were holding toddlers, and some were only adolescences. Ron had picked up his and Hermione's school bag and was now standing near Hermione.

Snape growled and turned, gesturing Hermione to stand up. She did and almost tripped from the weights in her arms.

"You are to follow me to the Headmaster's office, Ms. Granger."

Hermione nodded. She could tell Snape was not pleased with this situation. She had to grin when Harry burbled nonsense at the tall man. That led to Draco cooing at Snape as well. If Hermione didn't know better, she would say Harry and Draco were making fun of Snape.

Snape had been watching the two babies in the witch's arms. He almost smiled when Potter gurgled at him, and he tried to touch the small little hands when Draco waved at him. But when Potter made to grab his robes, he staggered back. He was not used to young children.

"Let us leave," Snape muttered. He walked away briskly, not looking back to see if Hermione was even following him.

Hermione sighed and smiled down at the babies. They blinked up at her; Harry even looked tired now. His eyes were starting to close. She swore Draco had tried to look over at Harry before sticking his thumb into his mouth.

As she made her way to Dumbledore's office, while being mindful of the sleeping babies, she wondered if her eyes were playing tricks on her.

Snape had smiled, albeit briefly. It was still a smile.

An idea then came to her mind.

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A/N: Woot! First chapter, finished! Yes, I know it's short. Most of my first chapters are short :D I hope you like the start of this story. More fun stuff to come! I must really update my other stories x.o

Thanks for reading! :D