Chapter 21:

Normal Pov

When Harry, Ron, and Hermione got back to the common room, they were surprised to see Neville with a toddler on his lap.

"And Babbity Rabbitty hopped over the cackling stump with bravery-!"

"Babbity Rabbitty and the cackling stump?!" Ron asked excitedly, and as they got closer, Neville held up the book he was reading to the toddler.

"Yeah. She was getting pretty bored." Neville explained timidly. And Juliunna jumped off his lap.

"Neville who is that baby?" Hermione asked.

"Baby! Mione I no baby!" She squealed, and Harry laughed. "Hermione she knows who you are." He laughed, and the toddler jumped up and down like a tiny pixie.

"I know you too Hawwy Potty." She giggled, and that made Ron laugh.

"Hi Won Won." Juliunna waved, and that made Hermione chuckle.

"Oh she's adorable. You didn't tell us who she was Neville." Hermione said, raising her eyebrow.

"I have to take her to her brother. I accidentally de aged her during class with Professor Snape." Neville explained, picking her up.

"What?! Her name Neville. Just tell us her name." Hermione said pointedly, getting that he was hiding something.

"It's Juliunna. Juliunna Malfoy!" Neville winced when the three of them jumped. "You de aged Jules to a toddler?!" Harry shouted, and at that moment, the Gryffindor Team walked in. Wood, who had just heard him shout, hurried forward for a look. "What's going on here? Is that…The Slytherin Team Captain?" Oliver asked curiously, poking her softly in the belly. She giggled aloud and squirmed.

"Oh yeah, that's her." Oliver said blankly. "So that means, the Slytherin's are down one member in the Quidditch game!" Oliver said with a smile.

"What?! Her brother will just take her place. And stop being insensitive!" Ron snapped. Oliver just scowled. The Weasley Twins thought that this was just the greatest prank ever.

"Wow Neville, how'd you do it?" They gasped, running forward to get a better look at her.

"Fwed! Jorg!" She snapped, trying to smack their hands away.

"She's adorable!" Angelina Johnson and Katy walked forward for a closer look too.

"It was an accident. Professor Snape gave us the instructions to a dangerous potion, and I messed it up. Jules got the full blast of it, fell, and when I looked over, she was a baby." Neville explained to Fred and George, who were clambering to ask what he did that messed it up.

"I don't know. We were just winging it. Could someone come with me to pass her to Malfoy? I'm afraid of what his reaction will be." Neville explained timidly.

"I'll do it." Oliver shrugged, taking her in his arms. Jules cooed and wrapped her arm around Oliver's neck for support.

"We'll go with you too Oliver. I want to see this." Fred and George nodded, and the Golden Trio nodded too. "Us too. Let's go." Ron said, running ahead. Oliver balanced her in his arms as Ron led the way out the common room. When the door swung closed, the Fat Lady cooed in Jules direction.

"Oh look at that. It's that adorable baby from earlier!"

"No baby!" Jules screamed back, eliciting laughs from nearby paintings. When they had reached the main entrance hall, Oliver voiced his opinion.

"Where do we find Malfoy anyway?" Oliver asked, hoisting Jules over his shoulder, making her laugh. Fred and George peaked around the corner, and both let out low whistles. "Well isn't that lucky? Hey! Malfoy!" Fred yelled, and they heard the sound of glass being dropped. The group rounded the corner to find a fuming Draco Malfoy. A broken glass goblet was at his feet.

"What do you want?" He sneered, his pale silver eyes zeroing in on Jules. He noticed that the baby looked very familiar.

"Listen," Hermione said with a tight lip, and Draco glared at her. He hadn't forgotten that punch earlier.

"There was an accident in the potion room. Your sister is right here." Hermione took Jules from Oliver and crossed the remaining feet to Malfoy. She held Jules out, but Malfoy didn't take her. Hermione had her hanging in mid air right in between them.

"Nice prank. It's not going to work." Draco sneered.

"It's not a prank-!"

"Dayco!" Juliunna shouted, reaching out for him. Draco seemed to respond to that, for his pale eyes were widening.

"She used to call me that when she was a baby." Draco explained dully to the group, and reached out to take her.

"Neville and her were working on a project or something, and Neville accidentally added the wrong ingredient-!" Draco interrupted Hermione, and snatched Jules from her hands.

"So it's Longbottom that's to blame is it? Should've known. Never mind, I'll have Crabbe and Goyle take care of him later-!"

"You'll do no such thing!" Hermione snapped. Draco rolled his eyes. "I suppose I'll be taking care of Jules now. So listen," Draco snapped, his face widening to a smirk.

"Until she is turned back to normal, there is no way I'm letting her hang out with you three." He smirked, directing it at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The three of them gasped.

"You can't do that!" Hermione glared in utter outrage. Jules looked up at Draco with a fury similar to Hermione's but didn't say anything.

"Of course I can. Or would you rather me send a letter to my father about this incident? Longbottom would be chucked out of school faster then you can say Ministry-!"

"Dumbledore would never let that happen!" Oliver snarled, instantly disliking the boy even more.

"My father can do a lot to Longbottom. Dumbledore may have influence, but my father is much more powerful then him. He has connections from the Ministry here, to all the way around the world. I suppose that their could be a cell in Azkaban with Longbottom name on it unless you three stay clear away from my sister and I. Have a Good day." Draco sneered, and without another word, walked towards the dungeons stairs, and went down the stairs

"That two faced git!" Ron shouted.

"Foul, evil coachroach!" Hermione shouted down the stairs.

…

The Easter holiday was not exactly relaxing. The third years had never had so much homework. Neville Longbottom seemed close to a nervous collapse.

Harry however, had to fit in his homework round Quidditch practice every day, not to mention endless discussions of tactics with Wood. The Gryffindor-Slytherin match would take place on the first Saturday after the Easter Holidays. Slytherin was leading the tournament by exactly two hundred points.

By the time the holidays were over, tension between the two teams and their Houses was at the breaking point. A number of small scuffles broke out in the corridor. Including a nasty incident in which a Gryffindor fourth year and a Slytherin sixth year ended up in the hospital wing with leeks sprouting out of their ears.

To the Golden Trio's utter surprise, the Slytherin's seemed perfectly capable of taking care of Jules. Apparently for the Slytherins, taking care of a baby and battling mountains of homework was working very well for them. The third years could be seen taking turns on who cared for her during classes. Draco could be seen pushing her in a make shift stroller to class, and Pansy could be seen feeding her ice cream for snack during dinner. And to the Golden Trio's shock, Crabbe and Goyle had been spotted reading her children books in the Library. To no ones surprise, it was Draco who took her post on the Quidditch Team. Draco Malfoy was back in action as the temporary Slytherin Seeker. Flint was temporary team captain, to Oliver's fury. Who seemed angry that they couldn't be disqualified. The Golden Trio hadn't talked to Jules for a while, but to there relief, Harry overheard Professor Snape telling Draco that the antidote would be ready after the Quidditch Game.

"Snape's going to watch her all day tomorrow." Harry explained with a pale face. Tomorrow was the final Quidditch game, and he was pale as chalk. He was so nervous, he couldn't eat.

"Well I guess that's good." Hermione suggested, looking up from her book, and passing some marmalade and toast to him.

"Have a bite." She suggested. But Harry couldn't stand eating. He didn't think he could even stomach it. It came as a relief when Oliver finally stood up and yelled, "Team, Bed."

Next Morning

"Here you go." Draco said heavily, heaving Jules over to Professor Snape. "Are you sure that this antidote is almost ready?" He asked, as Snape cradled her in his arms.

"Of course. By dinner time tonight she'll be back to normal. Now off to the Quidditch Match." Snape ordered him, and Draco walked out the door. Severus took the struggling baby into his office and transfigured his desk into a crib.

"Have a nice nap." He said, laying her down into her crib. She twitched stretched and yawned. "Unca Snake?" She called, before he could leave. "Yes?" He asked.

"Can I haf da ice kweam?" She asked. "After you take you nap." He assured her, and closed the door. Which he immediately opened after she screamed. "What's wrong?" He asked, and she pointed at the wall.

"Scary." She said pointedly. He groaned, and using his wand levitated her and the crib out of his office and next to his desk. "Is this better?" He asked.

"Too bright!" She shouted, pulling her hands over her eyes to shield them. With a sigh, he wave his wand and all the windows but one were shut, leaving them in a nice dim light.

"Anything else you want, your highness?" He said sarcastically, which he instantly answered.

"Stowy." She said.

"Storky. Stowy. Story."

"Oh, a story. Yeah, I don't do those." He shrugged, and her hands went in the air.

"Alright I'll give you a story. What story do you want?" He asked.

"Babbity Rabbitty and the cackling stump!" Juliunna giggled. Severus Snape looked horrified.

"Is there any other story you would like me to read to you?" He asked uncertainly. He heard a loud thump as her hand hit the side of the crib. "NO!" She snapped.

"Okay, I'm going to the library. I'm sure they have it." He sighed, setting off for the library.

"And dob foget the icekweam!"

"Your not getting any ice cream until you finish your nap!"