Yeah, it's been a while. Oops, sorry. Was having difficulty coming up with how to get to where I want to be with this, where I know what is going to happen. So I typed a one shot (or, at least, it looks like it will be a one shot as no one really answered my question(s) at the end!!! Rant over) called Blood Brother Lost. That didn't really help; so have come up with a solution. Do a filler chapter that gets them there! It might be a bit rushed, and not up to my usual standard, but it gets me around this problem and also means I'll update quicker.

Thank you to all the reviewers! Majorly shocked with how popular this is. :D

I own all except the plot, and then reverse it.

Snape's rant lasted around ten minutes after they arrived. Then he spent around five minutes more calling Albus every name under the sun.
"Ummm... Sev?" asked Blaise tentatively.
"What." He snarled. Blaise backed away a few steps, then said:
"You done?"
"No. But it will do. For now." Blaise gulped and glanced away at the wreck that used to be Albus.
"Severus." Sighed Mcg (A/N: Someone said her name was like a rapper. Sorry about that.). "We need him sane and not babbling like an idiot. Why?"
"He deserved it." Came the simple response. Unfortunately, no one had an argument against that, so left it.

A few minutes later, in which McG gave Albus an earful, they discovered that the two little ones were awake. Draco was watching them quizzically, and Harry was, amazingly, smiling.
"Mc-something... what does bastard mean?" asked Draco innocently. McG froze, and, slowly, turned to glare at Snape. He, in turn, gulped and backed away. She opened her mouth, clearly to give him the scolding of a life time, but was stopped by Harry's response to Draco's question.

"It is a bad word that we shouldn't say. Petunia, the nasty lady that I has to live with, told the monster off for using it in front of the pig. She then hit me because the monster used it. I don't know why, she always does that. She said that it's my fault whenever something goes wrong. It's my freakishness, apparently. But that doesn't matter. You shouldn't use that word." Silence reigned for a few moments, whilst every one processed what was just said.
"OK. That word is a bad word. Don'ts use it." Said Draco. He turned to Snape. "Bad vampire!" he scolded. Snape opened and closed his mouth a few times in shock. Fred and George were unable to contain their laughter any longer, and burst out laughing.
"Yeah, Snape."
"Don't use bad words." Snape was unable to yell at them, because that would mean he was saying that to use that word was OK. One point to the twins. Hermoine burst into tears suddenly.

"You poor, poor thing. Oh, Harry..." she burst into renewed sobs, clutching Harry tightly. He looked at Draco with wide eyes. "Help..." he mouthed silently over her shoulders. Draco grinned at him. Harry scowled.
"It's ok Hermy..." he soothed, panicking, patting her hair. "It's alright." He paused for a moment, then said: "You can let go now." Hermione gave a watery chuckle, and pulled away, though she still had her arms around Harry, who was standing of her as she knelt.
"Harry, those people were bad. They shouldn't have hit you. And you will never be hit here, OK?" Harry looked shocked.
"I won't be hit?" he asked, unable to keep the disbelief out of his voice. Hermione swallowed a sob and replied confidently.
"No, Harry, you won't be hit. And nor will you, Draco." She said, turning to look at the startled little boy. Cautious, tentative grins appeared on the two little boys' faces, and they wrapped their arms around the beaming girl. In that simple little statement, she had brought confidence to them.

Two hours later, in which Snape had had a severe chewing out about language; the strange group were to be found making their way up to the castle.
"Whoa..." said Harry, shocked. "It's huge."
"Yup..." replied Draco. They were being carried on the twins' backs, only holding on with their legs and one hand. The other was holding the other boys free hand. It looked rather odd, but rather cute too.
"It's your new home." Said Albus, smiling at them uncertainly. They beamed back.
"I wanna get down." Said Draco suddenly. George, who had been carrying him, shrugged and let him down, signalling Fred to do the same with Harry. The younger boys grinned at each other, and promptly ran off.
"Damn it." Cursed the twins' in unison, and chased after them.
"Ah..." said Blaise. "I take it this is a bad time to say that Draco, and most likely Harry, are brilliant climbers and are able to fly without a broom stick?" the others looked at him in shock. Fred and George, having heard him, ran back.
"What?" they asked. Blaise swallowed and explained.

"The Potter and Malfoy families are, as you know, ancient. Long ago, around six or seven generations I think, they worked together to save the elemental species. They can, as you may have guessed, manipulate the elements. In thanks, the two families were blessed with latent elementals powers. They said that a son of each family would have that power that they have stored, dormant, in their genes. Draco had that, and I presume Harry does to as it was said that it would happen in the same generation. So, in other words, they are very powerful and incredibly hard to catch." Silence filled the air around the amazed, startled, embarrassed and (in one case) scheming people. "Oh, and those two boys would be soul mates." Added Blaise quickly to get it over with.
"Well, damn." Said Ron.
"Way to go, Captain Obvious." Snapped Hermione. "The soul mate and the power bit doesn't matter at the moment. What does matter is that we get them back."
"Well spoken, Miss Granger." Agreed McG. "You two are in big trouble." She said, looking at the twins. "But that can wait. We shall split up into twos, and look for them. Ron and Blaise, Severus and Dumbledore, the twins, and me and Hermione." They split into the described pairs and started to walk off.
"One last thing." Called Albus. "What are the elements they can control?"
"All of them." Replied Blaise. "Earth, air, fire, water, light, dark, shadow and spirit." The pairs walked off in separate directions, shocked into silence once more.

"Well, damn." Said McG. "We have to find, catch and contain two very powerful boys. At the age of three, as well!" she began to swear. Hermione began to laugh, loud, high and contagious. Unable to help it, McG joined in her laughter. Still laughing, the unusual pair walked off, searching for the missing boys.

"Shh, Draco. They'll hear us." Whispered Harry from his spot on Gryffindor tower. "And if they hear us, they'll catch us, take us back, and ruin this ridiculous prank you want to pull." Draco, from beside him, nodded and stifled his giggles by putting his knuckles in his mouth. "Not that it matters much to me if they catch us. It was your idea, so it only ruins it for you." Draco removed his knuckles and scowled at him. Harry grinned at him to show he was only joking at turned to watch the fruitless searching's of the people they had escaped. In comfortable silence, the two four year olds sat, leaning against each other. They had grown, and were well aware that no one searching for them meant them harm, thus meaning they were fully comfortable in what they were doing, and about to do. They grinned suddenly, looking at each other, eyes glittering with mischievous mirth.

I know it is rather rushed, and not that good, but it will get better. This was only to explain (and get to where I want) what is going to happen next. Sorry for the crummy update and the wait. If I get 50 reviews I'll try to update even harder! Please let me know what you think!

Oh, and to explain how they know they are safe: they aged to four. They get some Hogwarts memories back every now and again. This will make sense later. Honest!

R&R please!