Summer finished out and school started again. Aniu got on the train Aramis in her arms. He mewed softly and loved the attention he got from the other girls for being so small. His coat was sleek and a beautiful gray color. Harmony's own cat an 8 year old British shorthair babied the kitten giving him a bath whenever they were near each other.

School started and everyone was right into Classes the next day. September was very uneventful so the month turned into October. The full moon had been once again locked away in the shrieking shack. But it didn't matter the next full moon was still a week away and the Gryffindors and Slytherin were headed to a double potions class. "Now your work is on the board follow the instructions. The teacher told them. Aniu had Manna as her partner. "So do you know what we're making?" the blond had asked. "No not yet but I need to get the bat wing don't do anything yet."

While Aniu was at the cupboard Manna went over to another cabinet to get two knives and a crushing bowl. Both returned to find their cauldron bubbling a sickly pus color. "Professor something isn't right." The professor came over. The cauldron bubbled violently. "Everyone out now!" she said the students in the back of the room were the only ones who made it out half the class including the potions teacher. The headmaster was there within a minute. The potions teacher opened the door to find no students just clothes for a moment. Where two Slytherins had stood a six year old child was standing up wearing only the shirt of his robes.

"Oh dear." the potions teacher exclaimed. Dumbledore moved her aside to see nearly two dozen six year olds stand up wearing only school shirts. "The rest of you are dismissed. You will explain yourself to me after we get the children to the infirmary and checked over." Dumbledore was a hard man to up set. But she had upset for the last time.

Nineteen students had been turned into six year olds. Each was accounted for and parents were called. Poppy witched clothes onto the children so they would fit. Parents arrived outraged that this had happened.

Aniu sat on a bed watching all the other children be picked up and hugged by their parents. Her father had not come for her. Aniu got off the bed and began to back away to the door. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes. "Aniu?" the red head turned to see her tall black haired father jog to her. The man sweeps the small child into his arms. "I thought you went coming." Aniu hugged him rubbing her cheek against his. "I would never leave you your my pride and joy and I love you very much." he told the girl.

"How long did Poppy said this would last?" Severus looked to the head master. "Three to four weeks. When she is of normal age You will both return her as a student and you ready to teach." the man nodded. Severus nodded putting Aniu on the floor. "Go home now?" she looked up at him. The man nodded. The head master left to see tot he now former teacher of the potions class and to address the staff and school.

Holding her father's index and middle finger the two walked down the corridors to the great hall. "Former potions master has little one again. Little one scared, little one scared." Peeves said flying about the two. Aniu hated the poltergeist and nothing had changed she feared him from a young age but at sixteen she had found him annoying. With a quick spell the continued. "Papa?"

"Hm?"

"Where's Dean? I keep him in my pocket he's not here." she said. Severus swung her into his arms. "Dean died of old age a few years back dear. At your last birthday you got a cat who you named Aramis. He's somewhere around the school." Severus told her.

Aniu was quiet for a few minutes as they continued to walk. "Kitty." she said looking up from the black clad shoulder. Severus turned around to see a kitten following them. "Shoo." he told it but it went no where. "Aramis?" The cat gave a mew in response. "Well what do you knew it is him. He seems to know you very well." the man spoke. Aniu got down and picked up her pet. "Come along we're going home." Aramis sat cradled in Aniu's arm while she held on to her father's fingers.

"Moony and Padfoot are home?" she asked trotting after Severus. "Yes they are home. Up we go. Hold onto Aramis now we're going to apparate home." They were reaching the outside of the wards. "I hate this." she said and with a crack they were gone. Appearing outside the wards of spinner's end Severus set Aniu down. "It's okay Aramis." Severus watched the little girl sooth the frightened kitten. "Like a potions class." she shook his head. "Come along now Aniu the rain is coming." Aniu looked at the sky and saw the clouds gathering.

At the age of six she did not like the sound of thunder. It always rolled and boomed loudly in her ears making her cover them. Aniu seemed rather happy despite what had happened to her. But then again she didn't seem to remember. She knew she was six, That she was being raised by Severus Snape her father. Remus and Sirius her godfathers. She knew she was a werewolf and that Remus was also one as well. She didn't remember her friends, going to Romania, or that she knew elemental magic.

When they entered the house Aniu was picked up again by Remus. But after years of still being a werewolf had more grey hair. "Wow your grey." she smiled. Remus kissed her head. "Where's Padfoot?" she looked around. A black dog came into the entrance way. "Padfoot!" Aniu pet the dog from Remus's arms. "What happened?"

"Potions accident. The teacher they have-had teaching is now fired. She's had more potions accidents in that class then I have had in a quarters worth of my teaching career. Dumbledore has hired me again. I'll be returning when Aniu is of rightful age. Seems the Slytherin have gotten a little out of control. I'll be head of house again." the man said. "What about Aniu how long will she stay that age?" "Poppy assured me that the potion that was thrown together will wear off in a month's time. As well as the rest of the children."

The rest of the day was spent inside digging up Aniu's old clothes and toys for her to play with. She was a very easy child to care for. Playing with Aramis or Padfoot. Feeding her was tricky though. Children got picky at certain ages and she had been in the picky stage at the ages of five and six. Her dinner consisted of hr picking off the plates of her care givers. They didn't mind all that much but it was hard trying to eat when a little person was eating from the fork before you barely got it to your own mouth.