Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter and I based the fic off of IcyPanther's Parenting Class. (With her permission!) It's really good and I definitely suggest it!
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Kids Say The Darndest Things
CHAPTER TWO: Group meeting!
September 2nd, 1997: Second day of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Severus Snape's classroom, seventh years' new class for parents
"-Thus, each and every one of you will be changed into a child, and will be taken care of by the two other students in your group. During this class, you will keep a small journal about the child in your care, recording their responses to their environment, to other child, to other students, as well as how you think the potion may have affected their 'childhood'. Now, I will begin reading off the groups, and demand that no one complain about the groupings. Each and every one has been thought over it great detail, with the Headmaster having the last say. Is this understood?"
Professor Snape glanced around the room, making sure to meet the eyes of every student. Some looked horrified, others confused. Some seemed excited about the project, earnest about the chance to take care of a child. Others seemed resigned. He bet that many prayed that they'd be put with friends, people who they trusted. What Snape did not know was that the class would also be a test of trust for each student.
Snape sighed internally when he saw Hermione Granger's hand shoot up into the air, a question on the tip of her tongue as she silently begged him to call on her.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"Sir, I was just wondering. Are the groups made out of the entire seventh year, or are each of the Potions classes split up amongst themselves?"
"The entire seventh year has been sorted together. There may be no house rivalries during the three months of the class. Your other classes have been informed of this change, and your schedules have been changed to accommodate the responsibilities. Each group of three will live in their own separate dorm, and when the groups are assigned, I will tell each group where their new dormitory is along with the password. You will have one day to collect your belongings from your house dorms, and to finish any business before your move tomorrow."
Snape winced inwardly as Hermione nodded at his response, and then held her hand up to ask another question.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" Snape snapped.
"I have one more question, sir." Hermione ignored the snickers around her, allowing the glares of Harry and Ron to silence the other students. "Is there a specific schedule we should follow today or tomorrow to prepare for the class?"
"The rest of your classes today have been canceled. You must pack your trunks and gather your things so that they may be moved to your new dormitories tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, after breakfast, each group must go to their assigned dorm, and accustom themselves to the new area. Each student will get their own room, so I assume some students will want to customize their rooms to suit them. After lunch tomorrow, the potion will be delivered to each dorm in three cups. Each student must drink from a cup, guaranteeing that the change is as random as possible. Then, the day after tomorrow will be when the new schedules begin and classes start."
Snape relaxed as Hermione nodded again and did not seem inclined to further question him. Clearing his throat, he picked the roll of parchment containing the groups up off the desk, unrolled it and began announcing the groups.
"The first group will be…" Snape trailed off as he looked at the first and second groups. Dumbledore HAD to be joking. "Ahem, the first group will be Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger-" Snape was interrupted when Hermione's sighs of relief, Harry and Ron's shouts of 'YES!' and the rest of Gryffindor's high fives and exclamations drowned out the shocked outbursts of the rest of the students.
Rolling his eyes in frustration, Snape called up the three ecstatic students, gave them their dorm assignment with the password written underneath the portrait location and then sent them back to their seats where they grinned happily and high-fived one another. 'How can Albus put them together? Well, the next group is just as bad…'
Clearing his throat to regain the attention of the students, Snape continued with the list. "The second group is Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle-" Snape once again paused as the Slytherins applauded the placement, with Crabbe and Goyle grinning to one another and applauding stupidly. Snape noticed Draco's horrified stare out of the corner of his eye and imagined what might be going through Draco's head at the moment. 'I'm going to die a very painful death, won't I?'
After giving these three their dorm assignments and watching Draco sit down with his head between his hands, obviously preparing himself to be traumatized as a child, Snape continued reading off the groups. "The next group will be Blaise Zabini, Leah Pasline, and Melissa Pasline." At the vacant stares of the students, Snape added, "Leah and Melissa Pasline are our newest transfer students." He pointed to a bunch of Ravenclaws, where two new students sat quietly.
As the rest of the students began bombarding the two new girls with questions, Snape resigned himself to a very long wait.
"Where are you girls from?"
"Are you guys twins?"
"Why didn't we hear you get Sorted?"
"Are you in Ravenclaw?"
"Will you go out with me?"
As the last comment rang out in the sudden silence and giggles followed, the students watched as the two girls shifted uncomfortably, glanced at one another, and then one looked up at Snape as if for advice. When he nodded his head, one girl stood up, smiled slightly at the other students, and then opened her mouth to answer the questions. "America. Yes. We were Sorted in Headmaster Dumbledore's office. Yes. No, sorry. Any other questions?"
As the room was filled with voices shouting out more questions, Blaise took the moment to study the two girls that he would be living with for the next three months. Not knowing which one was which, he simply glanced them over to see if there were any obvious differences. The one speaking seemed a bit more confident, looking directly into the faces of their interrogators, while the other sat back and allowed her twin to answer the questions. The girl sitting seemed perfectly content to give her sister the spotlight as she talked quietly with one of the Ravenclaws.
Snape cleared his throat, and once again regained the attention of the students. "Let's continue, shall we? You may ask our new… celebrities about themselves at a more convenient time." Snape said nastily. Surprisingly, the two girls only grinned and nodded.
One raised her hand. "Yes, Miss Pasline?"
"If you please sir, I do believe we have not yet received our dorm assignment and the password. If you would be so kind?" The girl smiled prettily at Snape's annoyed glare, and then stood up to receive the three sheets of paper to pass them out to her group mates. Blaise nodded to her as she gave it to him, received a bright grin, and then watched as the girl returned to her seat, not noticing the amazed stares. Why, you ask, were they staring at the poor girl? She had just survived Snape's almighty death glare, without even flinching. She'd even grinned at him. Weird…
Snape continued as if nothing had occurred. "The next group is Terry Boot, Hannah Abbot, and Ernie Macmillan." He handed out the dorm assignments quickly, not leaving time for chitchat. "The next group is Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, and Pansy Parkinson. Next will be Neville Longbottom, Parvati Patil, and Millicent Bulstrode. Next group is Lavender Brown, Daphne Greengrass, and Padma Patil…" As he announced the groups, he passed out the dorm assignments, still leaving no time for the students to talk or cheer.
Once he was done, he dismissed the class and literally collapsed into his desk chair. The groups were often suited for one another, yet he did notice times when he thought they were absolutely preposterous. He realized he would have to look out for a few students when they were in their child form, namely Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, and Blaise Zabini. He had no idea how they would be treated by their fellow group mates, and, although Hermione wasn't part of his house, he would not tolerate the injury of one of his prize pupils.
He needn't have worried.
Many of the groups stuck together as they left the classroom, hoping, praying, that they could get to know one another better before they became children. Draco glanced around at the other groups, whining internally, 'Why couldn't they be in MY group? Crabbe and Goyle can't take care of a bug, let alone a kid. I'm gonna be dead before my first day as a kid is through!'
He needn't have worried.
By the end of the day, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle had somehow ended up in a fight, landing one of them in the broken Vanishing Cabinet and missing, the other with some strange affliction on his face, causing him to go to St. Mungo's for treatment, and hopefully a cure. Both were unable to partake in the experiment, for they would both not be back at Hogwarts for at least one month. To Draco's delight, he would not have to work with them. To his disgust, he would be placed in another group, making it a foursome, and changing the length of each period as a child.
He was called into the Headmaster's office, along with three other students, Professor Snape, and Professor Flitwick. Draco sat down carefully in front of the Headmaster, praying for a good group.
"Now, Mr. Malfoy, I am sorry to say that your former group mates have become…incapable of participating in this class. You will be moved into another group. Now, instead of one child for four weeks, it will be two children for six weeks. Your Heads of Houses, the Sorting Hat, and I have all reasoned that this is a good period of time, and should not cause any problems. Does this sound alright?"
Draco nodded, wondering who would be in his group. Glancing at Snape and Flitwick, Draco logically thought, 'Snape is my Head of House, and Flitwick is the Head of Ravenclaw. This means that the group will be made of Slytherins and Ravenclaws. We should get on perfectly fine.'
Dumbledore smiled happily and then introduced Draco's new group mates. "Mr. Malfoy, I know that you know Mr. Zabini from your own house, and Miss Pasline and Miss Pasline will also be part of your group."
Draco nodded at Blaise, acknowledging to himself 'Blaise is such a loner. I really don't know him, but he should be okay. The girls I have no idea who is who, and doubt I'll be able to tell. Ever.'
Dumbledore kindly dismissed the group after he gave Draco his dorm assignment, and smiled as they left together.
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Blaise trailed slowly behind the two girls, and ended up walking beside Draco. The two looked over at one another, and shrugged. Neither knew what to say as Blaise had never been a part of Draco's gang and had been the bookworm of the House. Draco opened his mouth to start a conversation, but was stopped as the two boys slammed into the two girls, who had paused at an intersection of the halls.
After they had all pulled themselves together, Draco demanded, "Why'd you stop?"
The girl who had spoken in class (they knew because she had a blue shirt on underneath her robes) replied, "Er…we kind of don't know where to go…Last time Professor Flitwick led us to our house, a-and wedon'tknowwhereweare."
Blaise glanced at Draco with one eyebrow raised, and then looked over the two girls carefully. "Which one are you, anyway?" he said politely, taking advantage of the sudden stop to ask the question that had been on his mind all day.
The girl in blue grinned, glanced over at her twin, and answered. "I'm Leah, that's Missy."
Draco tilted his head in confusion. "Missy? But I thought he said your name was Melissa…"
Missy, wincing as he said her full name, brushed her hair out of her face and replied quietly, "I go by Missy. Actually, let's just say I prefer it."
Leah grinned again, adding, "By that she means if you call her Melissa again, she'll kick your butt. Savvy?" She flipped her hair over her shoulder, obviously joking with the two boys.
Draco cocked an eyebrow in Leah's direction, cleared his throat, and pointed to the left hallway. "As a prefect, I know that the Ravenclaw dormitory is somewhere in that direction. The House locations are not revealed to anyone except their own. Maybe Professor Flitwick will come soon and could help you."
Both girls smiled, thanked them, and turned to the left to find their way to Ravenclaw. Leah turned around quickly and said, "See you both tomorrow! We'll meet in the new dorm, okay?"
The boys nodded, and returned to their own common room. When Draco pushed open the portrait, they were greeted with absolute chaos.
"Oh my god! I can't find my sweater! Daphne, you have got to help me!"
"Pans, do you know where my cloak is? I can't find it…"
"Theodore, can you pass me that bag? It has my textbooks in it…"
"Bloody hell, Harper! Give me my cloak!"
The younger Slytherin glared up at the girl, obviously annoyed by their shouting. "Watch your language. And you all can still come back here, right? If you forget something, just come get it!"
Draco eased himself into the room, and stated calmly, "Harper is right. Girls, calm down. You're acting like a bunch of headless chickens…" With that, he walked into the seventh year boys' dorm and began shoving his things into his trunk.
Blaise merely shrugged at the other students' questioning glances and said quietly, "Crabbe and Goyle were injured. Draco has been moved to my group."
Pansy's eyes widened, and her mouth turned up in a wide grin. "Have you talked to the twins yet? What are they like? I heard that they were models in the Muggle world, but I also heard that they are purebloods. Which one is true?"
Blaise shrugged again. "We didn't talk about that. All I know is that they couldn't find the Ravenclaw dormitory and needed a bit of help. Don't know anything else."
Pansy sighed. She obviously wanted to gossip about the two new girls, but no one knew anything about them. She figured that Draco would interrogate them tomorrow and get back to her. Ignoring Blaise in favor of finding her sweater, Pansy left the room, stormed up to her dorm where, lo and behold, her sweater was folded on her bed from when she had taken it out of her trunk that morning.
Blaise, with a small frown on his face, hoped that he would be able to withstand three months of living with two girls. He could only pray.
AN: Okies, that's chappie numero dos. Like?
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Thanks to TamX2 for beta-ing and letting me use her as a base for Missy's character…
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