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Little Boy Draco
Chapter 2
"Oh Sweet Merlin," Hermione muttered, looking back over at the blond haired boy. He was looking at his wand, tossing it up in the air and catching it again. Sooner or later, he'd probably chuck it across the room.
"I said, are you mommy?" Draco asked, his gaze set on Hermione again.
"Y-yes. I'm your mum. Now, come here, Draco." Hermione said.
Draco tossed his wand carelessly aside and ran to Hermione. He jumped up, wanting to be caught in a hug. Hermione caught Draco, who was heavy, and still managed not to fall to the ground. She set him down and went over, picking up his wand again.
"You must keep this with you at all times, Draco," Hermione said, handing it to him.
"I don't want to!"
Draco stomped his foot and tossed the wand to the ground again. Hermione sighed and picked up the wand, shoving it in her own pocket.
"Fine. Now we're going to go to..." Hermione trailed off.
It wouldn't do well for her to just show up sporting a young seven year old in the Great Hall. No no, she needed someone to tell. Someone to trust...
"Hermione?"
Aw hell.
"I'll be to the common room in just a moment, Harry. I have to find something." Hermione called.
"Alright."
She heard his footsteps recede and continue on down the hall, and she blew out a breath.
"Hermy-o-knee? Is that your name mum?" Draco asked, tugging on her school robes.
"Yes, Draco. H-e-r-m-i-o-n-e."
"I'll just call you mum."
"Alright."
"Mum?"
"Hm?"
"These clothes are too big for me."
Hermione looked down at Draco and remembered that since he was little, naturally his clothes weren't going to shrink with him. She murmured Reducio while waving her wand, and the clothes became a nicer fit on Draco.
"Wow. How did you do that mum?" Draco asked, amazed.
"Magic," Hermione replied, winking at Draco. "Now, this may feel a little weird, but I need to cast a spell on you, okay?"
"Why?"
"Do you trust your mum?"
Draco nodded his head. Hermione weaved a small disillusionment charm over Draco, and he disappeared.
"Mum? Why am I gone?" Draco whispered, grabbing her hand.
"You're just invisible, Draco. Now, you have to stay absolutely quiet, all right?" Hermione asked, tugging his hand.
"Okay."
Hermione, with two wands in her pocket, one book in her arm, and a seven year old clinging onto her hand, walked out of the classroom wondering just what she was going to do.
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"Hey Hermione," Ginny said when she saw the girl enter the common room.
She felt Draco freeze up next to her, and she gave his hand a small squeeze.
"Hello, Ginny. Have you seen Harry and Ron?"
"I think they said something about Quidditch. That's all the boys talk about these days."
Hermione laughed slightly and nodded. "If that isn't the truth. I have to run up to my dorm for a minute. Be back in a flash."
Ginny nodded and returned to staring out the window as Hermione climbed the stairs. She shared a room with Lavender and Parvati, and both of them were nowhere in sight. Hermione sat down on her bed and sighed.
"Can I become visible now, Mum?" Draco asked, tugging on her sleeve.
"Not right now, Draco. I have to go find someone about your condition."
"Condition? Am I going to die?" Draco wondered, panicking slightly.
"No, love. Nothing like that. It's something grown-ups talk about."
"Grown-up talk. Pah."
Hermione let out a laugh, and Draco joined in.
"This may feel a bit weird," Hermione said, deciding to make Draco visible again.
When he was completely visible, he smiled a big toothy grin at her. She sat him up on her bed, closing the curtains around it. She flicked her wand and wove wards around her bed.
"I'll be right back, Draco. Please, please, stay here."
"Okay, Mum."
Hermione smiled and with one more flick of her wand, it was complete. Her bed looked the same, only the drapes were drawn. Nobody would be able to see or hear Draco, and if they went near her bed, she had a slight confundus charm around her curtains so they would forget what they were doing.
Hermione tucked her wand back in her pocket and headed down the stairs to the common room again. She passed Ginny and waved to her before she entered the hallway, closing the portrait behind her. At first, she was just wandering among the halls. It was a Saturday after all, and it was just past lunch. Draco had made her miss lunch.
Bugger.
Hermione sighed. 'But he couldn't help it. He's seven now! And it's all my fault.'
As much as Hermione wanted to see this as an opportunity to extract her revenge on Draco, she just couldn't. He was only seven, and he didn't seem to know what magic was. She searched through the book again, looking for a counter curse.
She found something in the back of the book moments later.
All spells in this book can be undone by the counter-spell. However, at this time, no one can rightfully say that they know any counter spells. Do NOT attempt any spells in this book for any reason. Doing so might result in permanent harm and chaos.
Hermione smacked her forehead and groaned.
"They should really put something like that in the front!" She yelled angrily.
"Yelling at books, Hermione?"
"Think she's gone off her rocker, Forge?"
"I think so, Gred."
Hermione whirled around at the twins standing behind her.
"Fred, George, I didn't see you there. I was just angry with this book. All the spells in here have no counter-spells so when you cast one, it's pretty much permanent."
"Wicked! What do you say you-"
"-let us borrow that little book so George and I-"
"-can have a little fun?"
"I don't know guys. It'd go against what I believe in..."
"Accio Hermione's book," George called.
The book flew out of Hermione's hand and into George's.
"Just for a little while, Hermione. We'll return it to you, we promise. Let's go get revenge on some Slytherins, Fred."
"Brilliant idea, George."
Hermione was left standing there in the hallway, groaning.
She wanted to know which teacher she could trust. She didn't know about Dumbledore. She was sure he would be very disappointed in her. She didn't even know about her Head of House. She leaned against the wall, tired. This day had been very draining for her, and it wasn't even halfway over with.
But she knew that Draco was in her dorm waiting for her, and she straightened up. She knew exactly which teacher to go to. She began walking, practically jogging to the classroom she intended to visit.
"Professor?" She asked, when she had entered the classroom.
"Yes? What is it?" Hermione could detect a hint of surprise in the teacher's voice.
Normally, this wasn't a professor she would go to usually, but it was an emergency.
"There's a bit of a problem."
"Sit down, Miss Granger."
Hermione took a seat and decided on where to begin.
"Draco Malfoy is now a seven year old."
At this, the professor just laughed, startling Hermione.
"You're telling me that Draco Malfoy is a seven year old?"
"I just said that."
"And how did he become like that?"
"The library just got a new book on spells. He was irritating me, calling me names and I said a spell that I had just read. I didn't realize the consequences until it was too late."
"Is there a counter-spell?"
"The book stated that there was no counter-spells to any of them at this point in time," Hermione declared.
"Let me see the book."
Hermione flushed. "I can't do that, professor. George and Fred took it from me."
The professor sighed, rising from the desk.
"Take me to see Mister Malfoy then."
Hermione nodded, and they headed down to the Gryffindor common room. The Fat Lady seemed surprised that a teacher was following Hermione, and let them in without a password. Thankfully, nobody was in the common room, and Hermione led the way to the girl's dormitories.
She entered her room, the professor in tow. She removed the wards and charms she had placed over the curtains and nodded her head to the professor. The professor drew back the curtains and nearly fell over from shock.
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And there's the second chapter. So a few questions here:
1. Who do you think the professor is?
2. Why do you think he/she nearly fell over from shock?
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