11:35 a.m., Wednesday,

The Hospital Wing,

Madam Pomfrey looked very serious. She seemed to be trying to form the right words. "Well, the problem is…I mean the test results…" Finally she straightened herself up and cleared her throat. "It seems that a side effect of the potion causes you to revert mentally as well as physically."

There was a long, stunned silence, then Harry spoke, "What does that mean?"

"It means you're an idiot."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

Madam Pomfrey sighed and then attempted to hush the boys up until she could finish with the news.

1 Later…

She finally got both boys to listen and sit still as she continued, "Well, the good news is it's not constant. It fluctuates from time to time and so I believe that it should be gone once the potion wears off. The tests do show that much at least, although I admit, I'd rather like to know how you managed to create such a potion, Mr. Potter. I know I've never heard of such a thing before." She smiled and then went back to bustling over her other patients.

"I'd like to know that too." Severus grumbled as he walked out of the hospital wing. "This is all your fault, Potter!"

"It's not! Malfoy's the one who did it!"

Severus made a derisive noise. "Oh yes, I'm sure Mr. Malfoy made that pitiful excuse for a potion for you. Even though he has the best marks in my class."

Harry held back a comment as they walked down the hallways.

"Herbology's almost over, might as well forget about that." Snape murmured.

"Where are we going then?" Harry asked.

"I don't know about you, but I'm hungry and lunch is about to start."

"Okay."

11:45 a.m., Wednesday,

The Great Hall,

As they entered the Great Hall, they noticed several Ravenclaw and Slytherin students seated sparsely around the room. Several other students that had gotten out of classes early filed into the Great Hall and sat at their house tables. Harry glanced over to the Gryffindor house table, but Severus held him back.

"Potter, I refuse to sit at that table." He glared at Harry.

"Fine then," Harry shrugged. "How about the Ravenclaw table?" He asked hopefully as he grinned at Cho Chang. Severus followed Harry's gaze and made a face before dragging him to the Hufflepuff table.

"Why do we have to eat here?" Harry whined, wishing he were sitting next to Cho.

"Because, Potter, I do not wish to watch you making googly eyes over some girl while I try to eat. It's disgusting." He grumbled.

Finally, the rest of the students began to arrive. Several giggly Hufflepuff girls sat down near Harry and Severus. "Oh look who's at our table!" Harry smiled as the girls cooed over him.

"Oy, lookit Harry! He's really got the girls over him." Fred Weasley snickered.

"Hey, Harry, care to share some of that potion with us?" George laughed.

"Yeah, really. I wouldn't mind being a kid again if I got that kind of attention."

"Me neither, Fred, but with our luck we'd probably get Mad-Eye Moody as our babysitter." Both shuddered as they walked back to their table and Severus began to choke.

"Are you okay?" Harry glanced across the table as Severus swiftly downed his gobletful of pumpkin juice.

"Aaah.."

"Don't do that." Harry frowned. "I thought you were gonna croak."

Severus glared at him. "I assure you I will not croak, Mr.Potter."

Several of the girls giggled at Severus, who looked frustrated by how he suddenly lacked his old skills of intimidation. Harry flicked some mashed potatoes at Severus, hitting him in the face.

"Aaaghh! How dare you!" Severus flicked some tripe at Harry that caused him to fall out of his seat. Harry reached up and snatched some peas and threw them. The Hufflepuff girls screamed as the peas bombarded them. Severus and Harry began snatching up the closest edibles and began throwing them at each other.

"Stop that this instant!" Professor McGonagall screeched.

"Uh Oh." The two boys said at once.

Everyone in the Great Hall was staring at them like they'd gone mad. Several students were snickering. Professor McGonagall looked enraged - her face had gone all blotchy.

Both boys decided to run for it and retreated from the Great Hall before Professor McGonagall could come after them.

(TBC once again. Unfortunately, I kept trying to change what Madam Pomfrey was saying. It still doesn't sound right. In fact, I really didn't like how I wrote this chapter. There will be more Fred and George Weasley later when we get to the problem of Gryffindor's seeker's new age. Sorry to stop here, I've been really busy and haven't really had much time to post. Please keep the reviews incoming. Thanks!)