Childhood
Author: Humaira
Rating: G
Pairing: Hermione/Snape, Harry/Cho, Ron/Lavender
Category: Romance, Humour, Drama, Smut
Spoilers: Set in their seventh year
Summary: When a childhood potion goes awry on the last day of term, Hermione and Snape are stuck as their 6 year old selves. Havoc ensues and discoveries are made. But, once they are back to their old selves, what will happen?
Disclaimer: It all belongs to JK Rowling, Warner Brothers and Scholastic books. I don't own anything except a very warped mind. Please don't sue me.
The class was engrossed not by choice but by the fact that it was their seventh year and they had to pass their N.E.W.T.S. Everyone sat engrossed as the professor whispered in his silky voice about the effects of the childhood potion. Everyone was taking notes. You could hear a pin drop. One such student that was writing so furiously that her hand ached was Hermione Granger.
She was the top student in all her classes and was furiously writing every word the professor said straining her ears to listen to his whisper of a voice.
Snape stood at the top of the table and continued his lecture.
"And so the childhood potion must NEVER be taken lightly." He said emphasising the words 'Never'. "We will make it, but it will only be sipped on the last day of term. This will be what you are to be tested on. Make sure you do your best to not screw it up!" he said glaring at Neville Longbottom an extremely clumsy boy, especially in potions.
Neville was terrified when he saw Snape's piercing black eyes upon him and buried his head more into his notes.
"Now write a 6 inch essay on the pros and cons of the potion. I want it on my desk by Monday. If it is not there, you will be in detention and will have to write the essay then. And if it's not finished then, you'll have to keep coming back for detention till it is finished" He glared at the students in front of him. Most of them had learned to keep their opinions to themselves until after his lesson.
"Now, get out of my sight, you insufferable brats" he hissed before turning away and going into his potions store.
All the students quietly shuffled out and made their way to the Great Hall for dinner.
"God I'm starving. Six inches, what's he on about? That'll take forever" said Ron Weasley. Ron had developed quite a bit from the skinny runt he used to be. He was now tall and lean. His position as Keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch team kept him in good shape. And so far they had never lost a match. The new referee, Oliver Wood agreed. Ron had impeccable timing and could stop the other teams scoring the goals they needed.
"I know what you mean. And we've got a Quidditch match this weekend against Ravenclaw. Pity I have to go up against my own girlfriend, but no matter. There'll be all the comforting I can do after!" said Harry Potter with a grin. His girlfriend was Cho Chang. She had a job in the Ministry now, but she was still intensely loyal to her house and so came to watch the matches at the weekends.
Only Hermione had not said a word. There were dark circles under her eyes as she quietly shoved in her food and made her way to the library to get some studying in before the next lesson. Her two best friends shared a look. "I'm worried about her. All she does is study these days. I haven't heard her laugh since..." said Ron then looked down. Harry shared the look and finished the sentence, "Since her parents were killed. God, I hated Voldemort so much for doing that. He made me an orphan. Why did he have to do it for Hermione too?"
"I dunno. I'm just glad that you killed him Harry. Who would have thought all the stupid git needed was an Avada Kedavra curse from a strong wand at a certain time of the month." mused Ron as he shovelled food into his mouth.
Hermione meanwhile buried herself into her books studying for the NEWTS, which were only a month away. Time slipped very slowly in her last month at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She dared not think, dared not allow herself to feel until she had finished her exams. Even when she had found out the news of her parents deaths from Dumbledore did she not cry. She just nodded and left. She still had not cried. The news had sunk in, but she dared not let herself feel.
And so slowly, she kept up her life. Not caring much about anything else but getting her NEWTS. She studied and went to watch Quidditch to cheer on Harry and Ron. Gryffindor won, but she did not join the celebrations but got on with her potions essay.
She studied some more and went on with her life, refusing to feel. She felt dead inside but could not let out her anger. Even though Voldemort was dead, she wanted to hurt him so much. But she couldn't. He had come to her home and killed them. 'Why?' She had often wondered that. 'Probably because I'm best friends with Harry. Maybe cause I'm a Muggle.' she thought bitterly.
And then it came. The days of the exams. She did her best finding it easy to answer the questions and went to study for her next exam.
And then there was the final exam, Potions. She carefully made the mixture and stoppered it. Snape sniffed it and wrote something down on a parchment. Hermione sat back and waited for the rest of the class to finish.
"Well, since you've all completed the potion you can try them out. But, to make sure they work, swap with your partner" said Snape nastily.
The students obeyed and did as they were told.
"For the sake of safety" here Snape grimaced, "I am to drink the potion as well. There is a locking charm on the door. You will be transformed into your six-year-old selves. You cannot get out of this classroom at all. After 1 hour you will return to your hormone crazed 17-year-old selves. Now drink!" commanded Snape.
He himself drowned the potion in one go feeling the burning sensation at the back of his throat.
Then he began to shrink and when he did so, so did his clothes. But they changed from black robes to blue shorts and a white T-shirt. His hair was shorter and he actually looked cute!
Harry shrunk into a miniature version of himself, as did Ron and Hermione. Hermione's hair grew a little shorter and was blonde.
Ron's had even redder hair and he had more freckles on his face. The whole class was a buzz of activity as the children settled into games and amusements. Letting their six year old selves have fun. Snape even joined in some games and Hermione laughed and joked around with the girls while playing House.
The boys were all playing boisterous games and then the hour was up. Everyone changed back into their 17 year old selves. Everyone that is except Hermione and Snape.
"Guys, I think we may have a problem" said Harry looking at both Hermione and Snape who were looking at the big kids in wonder.
Rating: G
Pairing: Hermione/Snape, Harry/Cho, Ron/Lavender
Category: Romance, Humour, Drama, Smut
Spoilers: Set in their seventh year
Summary: When a childhood potion goes awry on the last day of term, Hermione and Snape are stuck as their 6 year old selves. Havoc ensues and discoveries are made. But, once they are back to their old selves, what will happen?
Disclaimer: It all belongs to JK Rowling, Warner Brothers and Scholastic books. I don't own anything except a very warped mind. Please don't sue me.
The class was engrossed not by choice but by the fact that it was their seventh year and they had to pass their N.E.W.T.S. Everyone sat engrossed as the professor whispered in his silky voice about the effects of the childhood potion. Everyone was taking notes. You could hear a pin drop. One such student that was writing so furiously that her hand ached was Hermione Granger.
She was the top student in all her classes and was furiously writing every word the professor said straining her ears to listen to his whisper of a voice.
Snape stood at the top of the table and continued his lecture.
"And so the childhood potion must NEVER be taken lightly." He said emphasising the words 'Never'. "We will make it, but it will only be sipped on the last day of term. This will be what you are to be tested on. Make sure you do your best to not screw it up!" he said glaring at Neville Longbottom an extremely clumsy boy, especially in potions.
Neville was terrified when he saw Snape's piercing black eyes upon him and buried his head more into his notes.
"Now write a 6 inch essay on the pros and cons of the potion. I want it on my desk by Monday. If it is not there, you will be in detention and will have to write the essay then. And if it's not finished then, you'll have to keep coming back for detention till it is finished" He glared at the students in front of him. Most of them had learned to keep their opinions to themselves until after his lesson.
"Now, get out of my sight, you insufferable brats" he hissed before turning away and going into his potions store.
All the students quietly shuffled out and made their way to the Great Hall for dinner.
"God I'm starving. Six inches, what's he on about? That'll take forever" said Ron Weasley. Ron had developed quite a bit from the skinny runt he used to be. He was now tall and lean. His position as Keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch team kept him in good shape. And so far they had never lost a match. The new referee, Oliver Wood agreed. Ron had impeccable timing and could stop the other teams scoring the goals they needed.
"I know what you mean. And we've got a Quidditch match this weekend against Ravenclaw. Pity I have to go up against my own girlfriend, but no matter. There'll be all the comforting I can do after!" said Harry Potter with a grin. His girlfriend was Cho Chang. She had a job in the Ministry now, but she was still intensely loyal to her house and so came to watch the matches at the weekends.
Only Hermione had not said a word. There were dark circles under her eyes as she quietly shoved in her food and made her way to the library to get some studying in before the next lesson. Her two best friends shared a look. "I'm worried about her. All she does is study these days. I haven't heard her laugh since..." said Ron then looked down. Harry shared the look and finished the sentence, "Since her parents were killed. God, I hated Voldemort so much for doing that. He made me an orphan. Why did he have to do it for Hermione too?"
"I dunno. I'm just glad that you killed him Harry. Who would have thought all the stupid git needed was an Avada Kedavra curse from a strong wand at a certain time of the month." mused Ron as he shovelled food into his mouth.
Hermione meanwhile buried herself into her books studying for the NEWTS, which were only a month away. Time slipped very slowly in her last month at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She dared not think, dared not allow herself to feel until she had finished her exams. Even when she had found out the news of her parents deaths from Dumbledore did she not cry. She just nodded and left. She still had not cried. The news had sunk in, but she dared not let herself feel.
And so slowly, she kept up her life. Not caring much about anything else but getting her NEWTS. She studied and went to watch Quidditch to cheer on Harry and Ron. Gryffindor won, but she did not join the celebrations but got on with her potions essay.
She studied some more and went on with her life, refusing to feel. She felt dead inside but could not let out her anger. Even though Voldemort was dead, she wanted to hurt him so much. But she couldn't. He had come to her home and killed them. 'Why?' She had often wondered that. 'Probably because I'm best friends with Harry. Maybe cause I'm a Muggle.' she thought bitterly.
And then it came. The days of the exams. She did her best finding it easy to answer the questions and went to study for her next exam.
And then there was the final exam, Potions. She carefully made the mixture and stoppered it. Snape sniffed it and wrote something down on a parchment. Hermione sat back and waited for the rest of the class to finish.
"Well, since you've all completed the potion you can try them out. But, to make sure they work, swap with your partner" said Snape nastily.
The students obeyed and did as they were told.
"For the sake of safety" here Snape grimaced, "I am to drink the potion as well. There is a locking charm on the door. You will be transformed into your six-year-old selves. You cannot get out of this classroom at all. After 1 hour you will return to your hormone crazed 17-year-old selves. Now drink!" commanded Snape.
He himself drowned the potion in one go feeling the burning sensation at the back of his throat.
Then he began to shrink and when he did so, so did his clothes. But they changed from black robes to blue shorts and a white T-shirt. His hair was shorter and he actually looked cute!
Harry shrunk into a miniature version of himself, as did Ron and Hermione. Hermione's hair grew a little shorter and was blonde.
Ron's had even redder hair and he had more freckles on his face. The whole class was a buzz of activity as the children settled into games and amusements. Letting their six year old selves have fun. Snape even joined in some games and Hermione laughed and joked around with the girls while playing House.
The boys were all playing boisterous games and then the hour was up. Everyone changed back into their 17 year old selves. Everyone that is except Hermione and Snape.
"Guys, I think we may have a problem" said Harry looking at both Hermione and Snape who were looking at the big kids in wonder.
