A/N: Yes I'm a very naughty author and haven't been keeping up with things like I should. I've also been working on a second story of my own creation whenever the muse chooses to grant my inspiration. I think it was probably finishing Little Witch Academia that did it this time around. Anyway, my sincerest apologies and I hope to have another chapter out soon.

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With a chime, the floo in the Potter Regal Suite flared to life as Hannah and Neville stepped out followed shortly by Harry and Susan. Harry and Susan went and threw their bags on their bed before returning to the living room where Hannah was asking to see Neville's wand.

"Do we need to give you guys some time alone," Harry asked with a grin.

"Wha…no...I was just showing her my wand…," Neville explained, causing the other three to break out in laughter and making him turn red.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Harry got up and went to answer it. "Good afternoon Professor Sprout. Please come in," The others heard him say. Harry returned a few seconds later with Professor Sprout in tow.

"Ahh good evening everyone," Professor Sprout said with her hands folded in front of her. "I trust you all had a pleasant day. I asked for the floo network to be notify when you returned so I could share some news with you. In order to move you up to third year you must pass proficiencies in first and second year. These tests will be given tomorrow to see if you can move up on Monday. I recommend you spend the rest of your evening studying. Lord Longbottom, if you will follow me we can get your regal suite setup."

"Hannah, you can go with Neville," Susan said "Harry and I will go to the library and check out the second year books and we'll run through them tonight. Funny enough I do remember most of that stuff but it's better to be safe than sorry." Harry nodded in agreement as they all left the Potter suite and split up. Funny enough it looked like Neville, Hannah and Professor Sprout disappeared in the same spot they left The Potter Suite from. Harry shook his head and followed Susan towards the library.

When they got there they split up and went about finding the year 2 books. Harry was searching for his last book when he heard faint crying. He followed the quiet crying until he saw a familiar pile of bushy hair on a table. He gently walked up to it.
"Hermione," he asked softly, "what's wrong?"

"Harry," she inquired between tears. She looked up at the person talking to her and her eyes grew wider. "Wh…wh…what happened to you?"

Harry looked confused for a moment and then remembered he was supposed to be the same age as her and sighed. This was going to take some getting used to. Part of him missed growing up with his friends but most of him was lucky to have Susan, Neville and Hannah. He figured he couldn't lie to her and tell her it was an accident because she'd question about all the ingredients and what exactly happened and then try to find a way to reverse it. "It's…a long story," he replied before quickly changing the subject, "what is wrong with you though? I heard you crying and came over to see if you were ok."

"You're about the only one who would Harry," she replied avoiding eye contact. "Everybody in our year teases me about not having any friends and for being too smart, even Ron."

"Well you are…smart that is. Hermione Granger, you are one of the brightest witches of the age and you can do absolutely anything that you set your mind to. You should never, ever, be ashamed of that and I am proud to count you among my friends."

Tears came to Hermione's eyes once again but this time they were happy tears as she ran over and hugged Harry. He returned the hug as he heard coughing behind him.
"I can't leave you alone for one second now can I," The voice teased, "What happened? I come back and find you with your arms around a younger woman. Oh the humanity." Harry turned around and behind him saw his wife standing behind him.

"Hello dear..," Harry began, "I was just…you see…"

"Wow! You too Susan," Hermione asked in awe as she looked at her older acquaintance. "How? What? Did this happen to anyone else?"

"Neville and Hannah," Harry answered before trying to change the subject, "Sometimes I think you really should have been a Ravenclaw Hermione."

"She'd definitely make a good one. Smart and inquisitive," Susan added.

Hermione blushed for a moment before getting back to information seeking. "But what happened to you guys….and Neville….and Hannah?

"It's a long story."

"That's what I said," Harry remarked.

"Either way that's still not an answer. You didn't just shoot up overnight with no explanation," Hermione lectured.

"Would you believe the nargles did it?"

"No because I don't even know what a nargle is so I doubt it."

"They're spirits that live in mistletoe and are very mischievous apparently," Harry relayed with a shrug.

"I still doubt that's the explanation. So what is it? What happened," she inquired.

"Uh…well….to be honest…what really happened is going to take a bit of imagination because it seems far less believable."

Hermione crossed her arms and looked between them sternly. "Try me."

"Fine. Help us find these books and we'll tell you but not here. We don't have a lot of time to study."

"Study," Hermione asked inquisitively. "You guys actually study?"

"Well we've got a huge test tomorrow that we found out about today."

"Tomorrow? But tomorrow is Sunday! There aren't any classes tomorrow."

"Actually because of this whole growing thing we've got to test out of first and second year classes tomorrow so we can start third year classes on Monday."

"Third year," Hermione asked with a look of shock, "but we just started our first year."

"Yeah well apparently with great height comes great knowledge…or at least two years of it," Harry said with a chuckle. "Besides, when did Hermione Granger ever turn down a chance to study above her year?"

"Alright. That's fair. Let's get started. We're wasting time," Hermione stated, "There's a fairly large study room just down the hall. So we should go get Hannah and Neville and…"

"One sec," Harry interrupted as he conjured his patronus and sent it to Neville with a message to meet them in the new location. "Done. Shall we?" Hermione looked like a gaping fish when he looked back.

"Showoff," Susan teased.

After checking out the books they needed, they headed down the hall to the large study room that Hermione had described. They were joined moments later by Hannah and Neville who looked a little disheveled.

"Look at that! Give a lord a room and he goes off snogging maidens," Harry said as he dramatically rolled his eyes causing laughter from the 2 girls that were already there.

"We weren't….I mean….yeah ok….maybe a little," Neville confessed.

"Well now that we've got that sorted out. Let's begin," Hermione replied in her teacher voice.

The rest of the day was spent drilling on spells, history, potions, herbology and everything else needed to successfully complete their first and second year tests. While there was some Hermione didn't know she did tend to pick it up rather quickly with help from her friends. This would definitely place her above her year in talent and knowledge. By the time they went to bed that night they felt like their brains were going to explode and pour out their ears, all except Hermione who had what she has considered to be the best night in a very long time and went to bed dreaming about all the new things she learned.

The following morning was dreaded by the four of them but what made it worse was an early morning arrival of Professor Sprout with that day's copy of the Daily Prophet.

"I wanted you to see it and have a chance to prepare before they come in the daily mail this morning," Professor Sprout had said before handing them the paper and leaving. There on the front page was a clear picture of the four of them on the steps of Gringotts with Harry and Susan holding hands. Both of their rings could be clearly seen in the picture.

Harry Potter: Married Under Magic?

Rumors have it that the one and only Harry Potter, defeater of the You-Know-Who started his first year at Hogwarts this past fall and made Co-Seeker on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. Now the one and only Harry Potter has been tricked into marriage by none other than Susan Bones, niece of Amelia Bones, head of Magical Law Enforcement. The marriage took place only days ago and was kept quiet. Rumors have it that young Susan Bones is after the Potter Fortune and power despite the already massive wealth of the Bones family. Not only has she somehow compelled Mr. Potter into marriage at such a young age but looking at this picture it is easy to see that neither of them look like first years. Behind Mr. Potter, we see fellow Lord Neville Longbottom who is believed to be enthralled by Hannah Abbott, a close friend of Susan Bones. This humble reporter doesn't know what these scarlet witches have in store for these young lords but we ask that they release them from under their spells and allow and Mr. Longbottom the chance to find happiness and a chance of love on their own.

Harry was furious. It was one thing to go after him but it was another to go after his wife and their friends. Something had to be done. Surely Sirius would have an idea but first he needed to show this to Neville. He banged on the door that connected their suites (which had appeared sometime the previous day) until a sleepy eyed Hannah opened the door in her nightgown rubbing her eyes.

"Harry? What is it," she asked with a yawn.

"Hannah," Susan asked from behind Harry, "did you stay the night with Neville?"

"Putting that aside for the moment. Where's Neville," Harry inquired.

"Sleeping. Why?"

"We've made the paper," he said handing the Prophet to Hannah, who immediately started scanning it. "Not just Sue and I, you and Neville as well. We need to come up with a course of action before the papers hit the tables in the owl post this morning." By the time Hannah finished reading the paper she was wide awake and furious.

"That wretched….evil…," she stammered before yelling for Neville who appeared in the doorway to the bedroom seconds later in only his boxers. He blushed as he saw everyone in the living room. He quickly ducked inside and came back out in a robe.

"What's all the fuss Hannah," he asked still sleepy after having been startled awake by Hannah's scream.

"That horrible…wretched….cursed….evil HAG! That's what the matter is!"

Neville look confused. Hannah was definitely in a rage about something. "I'm going to need more to go on. What hag? What's going on?"

"Rita Skeeter," Hannah replied as she handed the paper to Neville, "Just look what she wrote. Moments later he too was wide awake and furious.

"What the bloody hell? Who does she think she is," he demanded.

"I don't know but we need a course of action. First step, clothes. Meet back in 5. Dress….Lordly." With that Harry sent out his patronus and made for his bedroom to change.

The great hall was a blaze of talk as Dumbledore stood up and raised his hands for silence.

"SILENCE!"

The great hall quickly grew quiet as the headmaster continued speaking.

"Many of you have read the reports coming out of the Daily Prophet this morning and while we encourage the reading of various media we at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would also like to encourage the truth in all its forms. Here to do that we have the sources of the articles themselves Lord Harry Potter, Lady Susan Potter, Lord Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott. They will speak and then they will allow for some questions before we get started with our day. Try not to keep them too long as they too have a long day ahead of them as well." With that the headmaster took his seat and waited with his fingers intertwined. In truth he was looking forward to what came next, as was Sirius Black who sat a few seats away trying to contain his excitement.

Smoke started rising from behind the headmaster's podium until something shot up and exploded causing the Hufflepuff symbol to appear in the smoke with an animated badger causing cheering and whooping from the Hufflepuff table. All of a sudden theres was a strong gust of wind which blew the smoke to either side of the stage and let it rise to the top of the room where it briefly darkened the room before dissipating. When the smoke cleared four hooded figures stood on stage. Two had matching robes, one a similar looking regal robe with a different symbol and the last in a plain regal dress robe. As if on cue they all dropped their hoods. There at the podium in his regal robes, stood Harry Potter, his wife Susan next to him, Neville on the other side of him and Hannah beside Neville.

After a brief moment of silence followed by a sonorous spell, Harry spoke. "Good morning. For those who do not know me, I am Harry Potter, Lord of House Potter and this..." he gestured to his right, "is my wife Susan Potter, Lady of Houses Potter and Bones. To my left is Neville Longbottom, Head of House Longbottom and his girlfriend Hannah Abbott. We tried to get her a title before this but were unfortunately unable to come up with any that were deemed…appropriate." He paused for a round of laughter and a few wolf whistles and cheers from the Weasley twins before continuing on. "For those who have not seen today's news…" Harry pulled out his wand, engorgioed the front page of the paper so that even the people in the back could read it and stuck it to the wall behind him. "There. Now that everyone can see it and read it, let's discuss it. Keep your parchment handy there may be a quiz after." Again another round of laughter from all but a section of the Slytherin table. "As you may have guessed, I am indeed married to the former Susan Bones as the paper states. However, it is not under any sort of spell, enchantment, or potion as it states. I asked her to marry me of my own free will and she accepted. Furthermore Lord Longbottom is under no spell, enchantment or potion and is dating Miss Abbott of his own free will. To prove this we have asked Twinkle from the medical wing here to show you all our auras and magic lines to show that nothing is affecting any of us and our choices are of our own free will."

Twinkle stuck her head out from behind the podium and looked at the hall full of people and gulped. She then turned and looked back at Harry who smiled and nodded. Twinkle stared at Harry for a moment and then snapped her fingers. His aura began to glow brightly indicating his magic level as well as the bright line connecting him and Susan whose aura glowed in similarity to Harry's. Neville's was slightly dimmer than theirs as was Hannah's but none of them appeared effected by anything. A few moments later the auras faded and there was a loud *POP* as Twinkle disappeared.

"Now that we have taken care of that, any further accusations of such matters will be taken as an affront against House Potter. That goes for any accusations against Houses Longbottom and Abbott as well. Matter settled. Right! Now did I forget anything," he asked turning to Sue who came up and whispered in his ear. He smacked his hand with his forehead. "How could I have forgot?" He turned back to the great hall like he had just remembered something. He leaned against the podium with one elbow. "Right! So the whole getting older thing! That did happen. According to Madam Pomfrey, we're roughly 14ish which puts us…about third year actually. We've got memories of our first three years here as far as classes and spells go but the thing is we're not really sure how. We're not sure how we got older or got these memories," he lied with confidence. "See we were hanging out in of the study rooms the other night. Working on spells and teamwork for Professor Black's class. Just simple things though, like shielding and disarming, nothing to set the room ablaze. However there was this giant explosion of light. When we woke up we were in the medical wing and all growed up. They've tried reversing it but seems we're stuck this way, which means I've got to get out there and see how it affects my flying in Quidditch. First I'll take any questions though," he stated as he walked back to the others and conjured a couple stools for them to sit on, taking the opportunity to wink at Sirius who returned the gesture.

"What kind of trickery is this," a mouse like voice squeaked. As everyone turned they saw the voice belonged to Draco Malfoy who now had his hands over his mouth.

"Apparently the Marauder kind," Harry chuckled, "In all seriousness though Mr. Malfoy I wish I had an answer for that. It's been a rather strange first year as first years go…or so I'm told. Maybe it's strange as third years go. Either way. Anything else," he asked

"So tell us…," one of the twins said standing.

"How exactly you did it," The other said standing.

"Did what," Harry asked confused.

"How you got a good looking girl like her to marry you," the first replied.

"I mean we saw what you looked like before and now…," the second continued.

The great hall erupted in laughter at the hijinks and to be honest Harry was quite thankful. When it quieted back down, Harry looked at them and shrugged. "Guess I just got lucky…"

"We'll say you did…"

"Maybe that means there's hope for Ronniekins."

Ron turned bright red as everyone laughed.

"Well thank you everyone for listening. We've done our best to explain it near as we can tell and now we have a long day of testing ahead of us so feel free to raise your wands for us." Harry lowered the wand from his neck and turned to his friends with a nod. With that they all stood up and made their way to the room at the back where they were to begin their testing.

Professor Dumbledore continued to speak even as they shut the door behind them and removed their fancy dress robes for something more….relaxing. They had a long day ahead of them and none of them were sure how it would go. They had done their best to study the night before and hopefully it would all pan out.