Looking for Love

Chapter 2

Obligations

Hermione stared down at Professor Snape who was standing in a pile of his black robes, staring at Neville angrily. Neville, who was naked, took one look at the scowl on toddler Snape and ran across the potions room. Hermione couldn't believe that her secret crush was now a toddler. It took a moment for the shock to subside and then the class had burst out laughing. Severus Snape was not only a toddler, but a very naked toddler. Hermione was the first to act as she quickly picked up his cloak and wrapped it around him, earning a glare, but on the face of a three-year old, it was much less threatening.

When I get back to normal, I am going to kill Longbottom! Oh Gods, I can't believe I am naked!

Severus was mortified and froze as Miss Granger wrapped his cloak around his body and picked him up. He stared at her in disbelief, but even as he began to form coherent thought, his mouth couldn't pronounce the words he wanted to say.

"He's actually cute now!" Lavender cried out trying to pinch his cheeks. The toddler swatted her hand away angrily.

You better not touch me you wench! Granger, you better put me down!

"Neville's cowering in the back of the classroom. Ron, I think you should take Seamus and I'll get Neville," Harry said, picking up Neville's cloak and going after him.

"How do we know it won't wear off?" Ron asked, as he grabbed a fretful Seamus and wrapped a cloak around him too.

"Because the aging potion is designed to last for a few days to a few weeks depending on the potency and how it is made, but Neville obviously added the wrong ingredient so this could last anywhere from a few minutes to weeks if not more," Hermione said worriedly.

Know-it-all… Alright! Put me the hell down!

Hermione felt him start to kick his way out of her grasp, but she wouldn't let him go. Quickly, she waved her wand and cleaned up her station before heading out to see Professor Dumbledore while the class laughed. Harry and Ron followed with their toddlers as well as a very disgruntled Draco Malfoy with Pansy in tow.

These impertinent children are going to regret laughing at me when I get back to normal.

Severus stared at Miss Granger with narrowed eyes as she made her way to the Headmaster's office. He was secretly grateful that she had quickly covered his nudity before the students had the chance to get a real good look at him. As soon as they entered the office, Severus turned his glare to the Headmaster whose eyes were nearly twinkling out of his head.

"Miss Granger, what a pleasant surprise! Oh I see there are more of you that came. Who have you brought with you?" he asked with a bright smile.

Old fool knows who the hell I am!

"Um…sir, this is…Professor Snape. Neville's cauldron exploded and covered him with the potion. He must have added the wrong ingredient because the potion we were brewing was supposed to make you older not younger. Also, Harry has Neville, Ron has Seamus, and Draco has Pansy," she told him and brought the toddler, Snape, over to him.

"Why Severus, you are such a cute child even with that familiar scowl on your face," Albus crooned, pinching his cheek gently.

You're going to die…

When Severus heard snickering, he turned and scowled at Potter and Weasley who only laughed harder. Unfortunately for Severus, he did look rather cute as a toddler with a scowl on his face.

"Sir, what are we going to do? I don't know what Neville added to the potion so I have no idea what the antidote would be," Hermione said, shifting Severus over to her other side and ignoring the glare he was giving everyone in the room.

"I'm afraid that we are going to have to wait till the potion wears off. In the mean time, we will have to find a suitable place for him and I will take over his classes," Albus said thoughtfully, but the mirth in his eyes gave his amusement away.

"What are you going to do with them?" Hermione asked, glancing at her young professor who was scowling at both of them. She had to put an effort into not laughing seeing as how his face was in-fact, absolutely adorable.

"I think that Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Finnegan should stay in the care of Mr. Potter and the rest of Gryffindor house. I'm sure Miss Weasley would be glad to help. As for Miss Parkinson, I believe that I will ask Miss Bulstrode to care for him," he said happily.

"Sir, what about Professor Snape. Who's going to take care of him?" Hermione asked, wondering if Dumbledore was going to place him in the care of Malfoy. Ever since Snape had testified against Lucius Malfoy, Draco hated him. It was obvious the blond boy was thinking the same thing as he gave an evil smirk in their direction.

Don't put me with Malfoy! Don't put me with Malfoy!

"Why don't you take care of him, Miss Granger?" Albus asked.

WHAT?!

"Professor! I don't know anything about taking care of babies!" she cried out, but got a hard kick from Snape. She glared at him. "I do know how to discipline them though!" The toddler stared at her angrily.

Try it!

"Miss Granger, I am fully confident that you will be able to care for young Severus here better than anyone else at Hogwarts. I fear that if I were to put him in the care of another student…well…as you know, Professor Snape is not the most liked teacher at Hogwarts," he replied, making Hermione realize that he was making a good point.

"Sir, I could care for him," Draco supplied.

"I think not, Mr. Malfoy. Miss Granger would be the suitable choice for this matter," Albus said seriously.

"Alright, I'll do it, but he doesn't look happy about it," she said in resignation as she looked at the black-haired boy.

No shit.

It was settled then. Hermione was now responsible for Professor Snape who was trapped in a toddler's body. She walked slowly with him in her arms back to her rooms which were thankfully all hers since she was Head Girl. Potions had been the last class of the day so at least she didn't have to carry him with her to every class. At least not today.

Once inside, Hermione set the boy down on the bed and looked at him. It was unsettling for him to look right back at her with that familiar scowl even if it was on the face of a three-year old.

"I can't believe this shit," she grumbled, shaking her head.

You? How the fuck do you think I feel, wench?! I'm in the body of a fucking child!

Hermione sighed as she removed her cloak and threw it unceremoniously on a chair before kicking off her shoes. She began rummaging through her drawers for a change of clothes because all she wanted to do right now was take a shower.

Severus was thankful that he still had his adult mind, but he also realized that he reacted a lot as a toddler actually would. When he became angry, which was often, he knew that everyone else was hearing him wail like a child would. It was embarrassing.

"You! Stay put!" Hermione said sternly, pointing a finger at him and startling Severus out of his thoughts. His eyes narrowed as she stalked into her bathroom. When he heard running water, he crawled off the bed and started exploring the room.

Well, at least it's not bloody pink.

He wandered over to her dresser and was surprised to see Miss Granger's wand lying on top of it. Unfortunately, he found that he couldn't reach it. Sticking out his lower lip with determination, he pulled the dresser drawers out and began to climb it. Once he was able to reach for the wand, he grabbed it, but his unsteady chubby legs slipped out from under him and toppled to the floor, becoming tangled in his own cloak.

Dammit!

Hermione was quick with her shower and wrapped a towel around herself as she stepped out. She didn't bother drying her hair as she went back to her room to make sure that Professor Snape had not gotten into anything. Hermione was shocked to find him waving her wand around in frustration.

"Professor!" she screeched, although calling the toddler, 'Professor', seemed a bit strange. The little boy looked up at her with big dark eyes before they narrowed. He began waving the wand again and although Professor Snape's mind was screaming obscenities, the toddler was speaking gibberish out loud. "Give me my wand!"

It was an accident really when Severus moved the wand a certain way and the spell hit Miss Granger. He was shocked to find that he had just vanished her towel and now the young woman stood completely naked before him, her eyes huge with shock. Severus couldn't help but stare. For once all day he was thankful that he was in a toddler's body and not his own. His own body certainly would have reacted to the sight. His eyes landed on her medium sized breasts and hard pink nipples.

Sweet Merlin! This has been the only highlight to my day. I never would have thought Miss Granger was hiding such a delectable body…What?! No! No! No! She's a student! She's a student! Oh shit, she's coming at me…

Severus watched in horror as Miss Granger walked right up to him despite her nudity and snatched her wand away. She placed it on top of the dresser before actually reaching down and picking him up, the huge black cloak dragging on the floor.

"You are being impossible! Didn't I tell you to stay put?"

I AM YOUR PROFESSOR!

"If I know you by now, I am sure you are complaining that I am a student and you are not, however, at present time you are nothing more than a toddler so when you're with me, I'm boss!" she snapped at the boy and knew that Professor Snape was positively fuming.

How dare you! All of you will be sorry for this!

Hermione got tired of holding Snape in front of her so she pulled him against her, uncaring that she was nude and walked him over to the bed. She did notice that Snape had immediately locked eyes with her breasts.

She's holding me while naked. Look at those…

Severus stared at her breasts with appreciation although the toddler merely stared in fascination. He reached out a little hand and squeezed it causing her to nearly drop him. Severus actually recoiled slightly when he saw her expression.

"If you were an adult right now I wouldn't be so upset about that, but since you are not, it is very awkward for you to do that," she scowled.

What? Did she just say what I think she said? Is she serious?

Hermione set him down on the bed and immediately felt self-conscious about her state of undress. Quickly, she slipped into her clothes, fully aware that Severus Snape was watching her. She had to wonder what he was thinking.

That's why she blushes when I am near her! She has some sort of affection for me! What the hell does she see in me? Maybe she isn't the brightest witch of her age…

Hermione dried her hair with a wave of her wand and tied it into a ponytail before going to her closet and rummaging through some old clothes. Finally, she found a few that she didn't really care for anymore and brought them over to the bed, laying them flat so she could get a good look at them.

What the hell is she doing now?

With a few well said incantations, she transfigured the clothes into clothes suitable for a little boy. Unfortunately, Severus didn't agree as he fixed a glare on her. The only clothes he didn't mind were the greens and deep blues, but the rest he hated.

"Don't give me that look," she warned.

I'll look at you any damn way I please you impertinent chit! I am not wearing half of that crap!

"You want black clothes, don't you?" she sneered in a very similar manner to him.

Yes.

"You're not going to get it all black clothes. You are going to look like a normal child and not like someone about to attend a funeral," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. She merely looked at him with a raised brow when he let out a very childlike scream of protest. "I'll take away the pin-strips and give you solid colored clothing, but you will wear these, including white. Be thankful I am not making you wear yellow and orange."

Oh yes, I am forever in your debt. I'm so glad you found it necessary to dress me like I am some sort of doll!

Hermione reached over and touched his hair, startling him. She frowned as she ran her fingers through it. Shaking her head, she walked right back over to the bathroom and started to run the water again.

Oh no she isn't! That blasted girl is out of her mind if she thinks I am going to let her bath me!

When she came back in the room, he was horrified when she picked him up and walked into the bathroom. He stared in disbelief at the tub that was only filled a little less than halfway.

She's out of her fucking mind!

Severus began to kick and scream when he saw the tub causing Hermione to nearly drop him again. She held him at arms length as he kicked and thrashed, but he wasn't able to get out of her grip.

"BEHAVE!" she screamed in frustration, causing him to be momentarily shocked.

There's irony. My student is actually telling me to behave. Hah!

Hermione took the opportunity to pull the cloak off of him causing him to gasp loudly. She set him down in the water and turned to her cabinet to get some of her shampoo when she heard the sound of little feet. She turned to see Severus Snape's naked toddler butt running out of the bathroom.

"PROFESSOR SNAPE!" she roared and chased him out of the room. He ran into her small common room, darting through the couch and chairs as fast as his short chubby legs would carry him. He was completely unaware that Potter and Mr. and Miss. Weasley had come into the room until he saw a flash of light and turned to see them with a camera.

YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!

"Man, I hope that he is better off as an adult than he is right now," Ron said, looking down at the naked boy. He saw the boy's face flush, obviously aware of what he meant.

I can assure you, Mr. Weasley, I am more endowed than any of you could ever hope to be!

He felt Miss Granger scoop him up into her arms and looked to see her glaring at him. He was almost sheepish as he turned his gaze away. He was distinctly uncomfortable.

She is touching my bare ass…I mean I guess it's not so bad since I am a toddler right now, but in some twisted form that is still my naked ass and she is touching it. Now I am stuck with the rest of the bloody Gold Trio to add to my discomfort. Great! Just great! I hope I drown in that tub.

"What are you guys doing here?" Hermione asked.

"We wanted to see how you were doing since you have to take care of Professor Snape while he is like this and we wanted to come and see if you needed anything. Are you eating dinner in the Great Hall?" Harry asked, eying the glaring boy that was his Professor.

"No, I think I would like to avoid the other students right now. I'll probably order dinner down here and then put him to bed," she replied. At that, Snape looked at her sharply.

"I don't think he likes the sound of that," Ginny piped up.

"I don't care. I have had enough of him for one night. I need to give him a bath though, so-"

"BATH? You're giving him a bath?!" Ron cried in dismay.

"Well, yes. I have to," she replied defensively.

"Are you crazy? This is Snape! You know, the Greasy git of the dungeons?" Ron replied angrily.

Oh, you just wait, Mr. Weasley! You're going to pay for that!

"Ronald Weasley! Professor Snape is trapped in the body of a toddler and cannot do the things for himself that he would normally be able to do! Professor Dumbledore told me to take care of him and I will! Properly! If you have a problem with that, then go to Gryffindor tower and sulk by yourself, because I don't give a damn! Besides, you do know that you are going to have to do the same thing with Seamus and Neville, don't you?" Hermione yelled, finally losing her temper. At that, the boys groaned loudly.

"It's alright, Hermione. Don't listen to Ron," Ginny cut in, elbowing her brother in the ribs just as he opened his mouth for an angry retort.

"Yeah, we'll just go and leave you alone, but if you need anything, just let us know," Harry said as he shoved Ron to the door.

Yes, you do that. Get the hell out and never come back so that I will not have to deal with every aspect of misery that hell is offering me.

Hermione carried him back to the bathroom and set him down in the water. He sat down and covered himself, looking up at her with a look of uncertainty. She picked up her wand and used it to produce a bubble bath.

"I hope that makes you feel slightly more comfortable," she said softly as she picked up a small rag and soaked it.

Not in the least.

"I'm sure this is very awkward for you."

You have no idea.

"I am not very comfortable with this either, but it has to be done."

Indeed.

"I probably won't be able to look you in the eye when you're back to normal."

Nor will I.

"Hopefully, you return to normal soon."

Yes. That way I can raise hell for every single one of you insolent brats…