An Unconventional Upbringing

By Uncertain Anonymous

This story is written for thegenuineimitation's "I Was Raised By…" Challenge on the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges Forum. A big thanks goes out to BITBIT as well, for reminding me that I have this chapter to upload XD

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Poppy stared blankly at the little boy in her arms. His eyes and mouth were open wide, as if he were horribly shocked, and he had completely frozen all movement.

"What?" she asked him cautiously, because there was just no way that this was his reaction to her telling him that they had to leave for Hogwarts tomorrow. There was no possible way he had understood her—he was just a baby, for crying out loud!

In response to her question he tilted his head, stuck his thumb in his mouth, blinked his wide, wide eyes at her, and began twirling his legs as if on a bicycle. Poppy clicked her tongue in reproof and pulled his thumb from his mouth, all the while wondering what this reaction was. She really did not understand babies. And babies this age didn't understand her, either, so when Harry squealed out "Hah-woht" it was not his attempt at "Hogwarts."

Or… was it? Poppy didn't know what age babies began to speak—perhaps Harry was at the right age… This was cause for some research, actually. She'd have to resort to the books Minerva had sent her. She hadn't yet touched those books as the titles implied that human babies weren't humans at all, but some sort of mysterious and dangerous creature…

Regardless, they probably had the statistics she needed. As Harry rotated his legs in the air again, she wondered if they had any information on why he did that, too.