Hermione Granger slipped down the hallway, down the stairs and into the dungeon as quickly and quietly as possible. She was on a mission and she had to do it fast and without getting caught. As she descended the stairs, she glanced nervously over her shoulder to make sure Filtch was nowhere behind her. Satisfied that she wasn't being followed, she continued her nerve wracking trek until finally she reached her destination.
Standing outside of Snape's classroom door, Hermione felt her fear rise up. If she was caught, she didn't know what would happen. Why did Ron and Harry have to send her down to get what they needed? Why couldn't they get the materials from Snape's private store themselves! But then she remembered that it was her potion they needed to make even if it was to aid Harry in whatever scheme he had now. She also remembered that she was the only one who knew what the ingredients looked like. But still it would have been nice if they had come along.
Sighing, she quickly looked around and then unlocked the door to the classroom. Slipping inside she closed the door behind her and looked around once again. Her gaze fell on the potions store room, and Snape's private store. Quickly she scuttled around the desks and over to the doorway. She unlocked this door as well and entered the room, this time leaving the door open so she could hear if anyone came in.
Looking around Hermione's eyes widened in awe, there were so many potions and ingredients in here! Her nerdy little mind began to race excitedly at the thought of taking some of the potions and examining them. But then again Ron and Harry would probably steal them from her and use them for whatever pranks they could think of. She searched around and saw what she was looking for; ingredients that would help make her potion. She reached forward and began gathering up the ingredients, as she was just about finished, a potion caught her eye. It was glowing a faint purple and it had no label on it. She picked it up and uncorked it, peering inside the phial as she examined it.
A sudden chuckle startled her and she jumped and whirled around, dropping the phial; sending it crashing to the ground where it spilled all over the place and splashed on her clothes. Draco Malfoy stood there watching her with a mischievous smile on his face.
"Well if you wouldn't believe it, but I was just going for a little walk when I saw Professor Snape's door open and I decided to investigate. Little did I know that Mudblood Granger was attempting to steal from a teacher! You are so busted!" He grinned evilly and Hermione stared at him in horror.
"What are you doing here Malfoy!? Go away or else we will both get into trouble you twit!"
"I'm telling Snape that you snuck in here and stole his ingredients!" With that Malfoy turned with a cackle to run off but instead was tackled by Hermione, who was not going to let him do that. "Get off you damn Mudblood!" Draco cried out as Hermione dragged him backwards causing both of them to fall into the potion.
"No Malfoy! You will not ruin this for me I mean it! You are such an-" she broke off as a strange feeling overcame her. Feeling suddenly dizzy and sick, she fell backwards off of Draco.
"What are you-" Draco broke off too as the same feeling washed over him. Both children looked at each other with surprise and then suddenly everything went black for them.
When they came too, they both groaned and sat up rubbing their heads. Hermione looked around and noticed that the potion was no longer on the ground, it must have dissolved upon being opened; she had read about potions that did that. Draco stood up and glared at her angrily and Hermione felt sick with uncertainty.
"Now you've really done it. Theft, damage of property and assaulting the Potion's Masters godson; you are in for it Granger!" Draco whirled around to storm off only to falter in his footsteps as Hermione screamed "no!" and tackled him again. The two first years struggled around on the ground, one trying to pin the other down and the other trying to get one off of them.
"No! You are not getting me in trou-" again Hermione broke off, this time because an extremely loud noise filled her ears, causing both students to clap their hands over their ears. Both kids looked around for the noise and then a gigantic black thing stood in front of them. They shrieked and scrambled to get out of its way as it suddenly moved towards them.
Hermione dove one way while Draco dove the other, both getting out of the way of the giant black thing that had just lifted up into the air and then came slamming down right where they had stood moments before. Rolling around on her back, Hermione sat up and looked at the big black thing. A sudden wave of horror washed over her as she realized what it was.
"Oh my GOD!" Hermione cried out. Draco ran over to her, still unaware of what it was. A sudden bright light appeared above them and they shielded their eyes from it.
"What is that thing!" Draco yelled.
"Malfoy…I think its Professor-" Once again Hermione was cut off as a booming voice sounded above them.
"Someone has been in my private stores." A Familiar voice wrapped around them, an extremely loud familiar voice.
The two children looked at each other, and then back at the giant black thing, which they now realized was shaped like a shoe. Swallowing hard, Hermione looked up, along what appeared to be a gigantic leg; and up the remainder of the giant thing. Towering above them, holding a lit wand and unaware of their presence; was a giant Professor Snape.
"What…what!" Draco yelped.
"We've been shrunk!" Hermione wailed in dismay.
The giant Snape walked over to Hermione's bag and picked it up.
"All of the ingredients are still here, along with the culprit's bag, but no name or trace of the culprit. Why would they flee and leave their bag?" Snape mused to himself, his voice booming. Sighing, Snape turned on heel and began walking back towards the two miniscule children.
"Quick Granger! We need his help!" with that the two kids jumped onto his shoe as he walked passed. Hermione felt like she might vomit every time he moved his building-like foot.
Hermione believed that they were roughly the size of mice now, and that if they were to ask Snape for help, she'd get in trouble. And she had never been in trouble at all! Why had Ron and Harry talked her into this!