Author note : This is my first try at writing a fanfic so don't be too harsh please. I would like constructive criticism but any insulting comments or ranting will not be accepted. I think some things need to be cleared as well.I know the whole deaging thing has been done loads of times, but i have tried to put a new spin on it.

This is an eighth year fic and voldemort is dead and gone. Snape is alive because he is one of my favourite characters and the explanation to that will be coming later. This is a drarry (draco/harry) fic, so if you don't like slash please don't read it.

Disclaimer : All the characters are owned and created by JK rowling , and i do not claim any ownership over them or the world of Harry Potter. Am definitely not making any money from this :( and this story is created by me for entertainment only and is not part of the official Harry Potter storyline :(.

Phew now that all of that is out of the way lets get on with the story..

Harry sighed and added a handful of lacewing flies to his potion. It became a gruesome muddy brown color. He looked at the instructions and groaned, it was supposed to be a shimmering emerald green. They were making age reducing potions which were supposed to reduce the drinker's age by 5 years for a quarter of an hour, if made correctly.

"Well, well, well and what do we have here Potter? Another dunderheaded attempt at making an acceptable potion, it seems. After all, our resident celebrity doesn't need to know the mundane art of potion-making, does he?" Snape sneered, peering into Harry's cauldron.
The slytherins sniggered appreciatively, even as most of the gryffindors looked on in outrage.

Ron spluttered in anger "but professor—"
"10 points from Gryffindor, for talking back to the professor, Weasley! Another peep out of you and it'll be 20." Snape barked, indulging in his favorite pastime of torturing the gryffindors.

Suddenly a gurgling sound was heard coming from Harry's cauldron and he backed away uneasily. It began emitting a foul odor that reminded him of rotten eggs and sulphur.
"All of you get away from that monstrosity at once!" Snape shouted.
Everyone immediately began moving to the other side of the room. Harry tripped over a stray flask in his haste to get away and cursed his luck as the potion exploded with a bang, and most of the sludge landed on him.

After the smoke cleared, everybody looked around for him but there was nothing but a pile of robes where Harry had previously been standing.
"Merlin's beard! Harry's vanished into thin air "Ron exclaimed looking like he was about to burst from the amount of pressure he was putting on his brain.
"Oh do shut your trap, Weasel" Draco sneered, "There's no potion that can vanish a person or Longbottom would've disappeared ages ago. It's more likely that your precious savior has been changed into something else, preferably a slug or a toad."

"Why you little—"Ron began to say, his face growing steadily redder by the second, but Hermione interrupted whatever creative swearing was about to commence "As much as it pains me to admit it Ronald, but Malfoy's right."
Draco smirked and opened his mouth to see exactly how much he could annoy the weasel before he exploded. Just then, a small high pitched cry was heard from the pile of robes which began moving.

"Everyone stay back while I go see what Potter's managed to do to himself now." Snape ordered.
He went to the pile of robes and flung them away and there he was… A miniature Harry Potter, as bare as the day he was born, with his too large glasses slipping off his tiny face. He stood shakily on his little legs and looked up at Snape.

Ron's eyes almost popped out of his face." Professor! What's happened to Harry?"
Snape rolled his eyes looking at the gormless expression on Ron's face. "Isn't it obvious, Weasley? Potter has somehow managed to turn himself into a five year old instead of reducing his age by five years, and I imagine he has also lost all his memories." He conjured some small clothes for the boy and

told him to put them on.
Snape looked back at Harry who, now dressed, was staring at him unashamedly. "You look like a bat." He exclaimed in a childlike voice.
Snape's mouth fell open in shock and he spluttered unattractively "I see you haven't lost any of your arrogance Potter, you're still as uncouth and uncultured as ever!" he sneered "just like your father." he added in a low voice.
Harry pouted cutely, "You're such a meanie! I don't like you." Snape looked like he wanted to tear all his greasy hair out and the others were having a hard time controlling their laughter. Harry had already moved on to the next subject of his careful scrutiny.

He stared up in awe at Draco "you have pwetty hair" he said, "like a girl."
Draco glared at him in outrage, "I do not have girly hair, Potter."
Harry ignored him, raising his arms, obviously wanting to be picked up. Draco groaned and lifted him into his arms. "I like you" Harry proclaimed, "You're nice."

Ron looked as if the whole world had been turned upside down. "Harry you can't possibly mean that. That's Malfoy! He's an evil son of a ..." he trailed off as Snape gave him a death glare.
"There's nothing we can do Ron. Harry has obviously lost his memory and doesn't know who we are, so if he has chosen Malfoy to be his caretaker then we just have to deal with it."Hermione said, always the reasonable one.
Draco looked at the little boy in his arms who was currently playing with his hair and drooling on his shoulder, then back to Hermione with a horrified look on his face. "Have you lost your mind, Granger? It'll be a cold day in hell when I play babysitter to potter."

"It's settled then, Draco you will take care of Potter while he is in this indisposed state. I suggest that you and Potter retire to the slytherin dormitories for the remainder of the day where he will be living with you." Snape said, clearly relieved to be getting rid of the little terror.

"I suppose hell's begun to freeze already eh, Malfoy?" Seamus smirked, no less horrified at the fact that Malfoy was going to be the one to take care of their golden boy, but never one to lose an oppurtunity to gloat at him.
Draco groaned and, cursing Severus and Granger in his mind, took Harry's tiny hand and led him out of the potions classroom, all the while receiving sympathetic looks from his fellow slytherins. They began making their way to the slytherin dorms, Draco muttering about how unfair this was the whole way
When he nastily commented on the fact that Harry had even tried to kill him that one time, a tiny voice piped up angrily "I only did that 'cause you were gonna cwucio me."
Draco spluttered confounded "what— how— Potter are you— did you lie about losing your memories?!"
"Umm..."

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