- 25 -
Hermione looked at Severus, frowning. "What is going on?" she asked.
Severus let it sink in. Hermione was in Gryffindor. Gryffindor's colors were red and gold. The Avada Kedavra was red... "Hermione, you just defeated Voldemort," he said softly.
"What? How?" Hermione stuttered, glancing at the dead corpse lying nearby. Sirius and Remus walked over, kicking the Deatheaters out of the way. Severus pulled a vial out of his robes, and looked at it.
"Hermione, you are going to become as famous as Harry is, if not more so. You will have a lot to endure," Severus said, "It is time I pushed my fears to the side, and give this to you three."
"What is it?" Remus asked. Severus sighed.
"This, is a potion which will hopefully make up grow to your normal age again, in one shot, not these little spurts," he replied, "It's a new made potion, that's why I never mentioned it before."
"Really?" Harry asked, "Then, we can go back to normal? And I can play Quidditch again?"
"Yes, Harry," Severus said. He opened it. Handing it to Ron, he backed off. Ron sniffed, and sipped it. Shuddering, he handed it to Hermione. She did the same, and gave Harry the remaining potion. He drank it.
Ron and Hermione screamed, Harry starting a few seconds later. The sound of their bones and skin stretching, growing, and their clothes stretching to breaking point filling the silent air.
Sirius and Remus winced, remembering that same pain. Severus looked away. He waved his hand, and walls formed around them. With such drastic changes in size, their clothes would not hold. It would've become a very awkward situation indeed.
"Severus, this hurts! What was that?!?!?" Hermione's yelled. Ri-i- i-i-i-i-ip! There went their clothing. Sirius used his wand to transfigure some Deatheater robes into Gryffindor robes, and tossed them over the walls.
About two hours passed, the moans of pain, and crunch of bones, being the only sounds heard. Harry was the first to use his wand to knock his front wall down, revealing the 17-year-old. Ron was next.
Hermione knocked hers down, and stepped out. Severus, Sirius, and Remus stood up, and helped clean up the mess of ripped cloth, and the jumble of bodies on the floor.
"We must inform Albus of this," Severus said. He Apparated with Hermione, while Sirius and Remus went with Harry and Ron.
"You are up late. What has happened?" Dumbledore asked, as they walked in.
"Albus, I gave them the potion," Severus sighed. He waved the three teens forward. Dumbledore peered at above his spectacles, and smiled.
"I see it worked," he chuckled, "What has happened, for you to be so grim, Severus?"
Sirius and Remus started the explanation, while Severus got his bearings back. Hermione, Harry, and Ron sat in the middle of them. "And then Hermione used Avada Kedavra-" Sirius stated.
"And killed Voldemort," Remus finished. Severus told Dumbledore about the rest. Harry put in details that the adults couldn't.
"I see," Dumbledore said, "I say, we can talk this over tomorrow, when the shock has worn off! Go on to bed."
Nodding, they left. Severus curled up in his bed, his mind swirling with questions and thoughts.
Hermione looked at Severus, frowning. "What is going on?" she asked.
Severus let it sink in. Hermione was in Gryffindor. Gryffindor's colors were red and gold. The Avada Kedavra was red... "Hermione, you just defeated Voldemort," he said softly.
"What? How?" Hermione stuttered, glancing at the dead corpse lying nearby. Sirius and Remus walked over, kicking the Deatheaters out of the way. Severus pulled a vial out of his robes, and looked at it.
"Hermione, you are going to become as famous as Harry is, if not more so. You will have a lot to endure," Severus said, "It is time I pushed my fears to the side, and give this to you three."
"What is it?" Remus asked. Severus sighed.
"This, is a potion which will hopefully make up grow to your normal age again, in one shot, not these little spurts," he replied, "It's a new made potion, that's why I never mentioned it before."
"Really?" Harry asked, "Then, we can go back to normal? And I can play Quidditch again?"
"Yes, Harry," Severus said. He opened it. Handing it to Ron, he backed off. Ron sniffed, and sipped it. Shuddering, he handed it to Hermione. She did the same, and gave Harry the remaining potion. He drank it.
Ron and Hermione screamed, Harry starting a few seconds later. The sound of their bones and skin stretching, growing, and their clothes stretching to breaking point filling the silent air.
Sirius and Remus winced, remembering that same pain. Severus looked away. He waved his hand, and walls formed around them. With such drastic changes in size, their clothes would not hold. It would've become a very awkward situation indeed.
"Severus, this hurts! What was that?!?!?" Hermione's yelled. Ri-i- i-i-i-i-ip! There went their clothing. Sirius used his wand to transfigure some Deatheater robes into Gryffindor robes, and tossed them over the walls.
About two hours passed, the moans of pain, and crunch of bones, being the only sounds heard. Harry was the first to use his wand to knock his front wall down, revealing the 17-year-old. Ron was next.
Hermione knocked hers down, and stepped out. Severus, Sirius, and Remus stood up, and helped clean up the mess of ripped cloth, and the jumble of bodies on the floor.
"We must inform Albus of this," Severus said. He Apparated with Hermione, while Sirius and Remus went with Harry and Ron.
"You are up late. What has happened?" Dumbledore asked, as they walked in.
"Albus, I gave them the potion," Severus sighed. He waved the three teens forward. Dumbledore peered at above his spectacles, and smiled.
"I see it worked," he chuckled, "What has happened, for you to be so grim, Severus?"
Sirius and Remus started the explanation, while Severus got his bearings back. Hermione, Harry, and Ron sat in the middle of them. "And then Hermione used Avada Kedavra-" Sirius stated.
"And killed Voldemort," Remus finished. Severus told Dumbledore about the rest. Harry put in details that the adults couldn't.
"I see," Dumbledore said, "I say, we can talk this over tomorrow, when the shock has worn off! Go on to bed."
Nodding, they left. Severus curled up in his bed, his mind swirling with questions and thoughts.