A/N: Harry Potter is not mine. But if magic was really real for good, and I got one wish…three guesses what I'd wish for and the first two guesses don't count.
-.Chapter Seven:
-.Falling On It.-
Ron was picking up Hermione's clothes and placing them on the nearest bed. He grabbed the handful of clothes together afraid he'd see something of Hermione's. Hermione was sitting in one of her shoes and in a sock. Ron had cleaned it with a spell earlier. He then picked the shoe and placed it on the pillow. He turned away quickly after.
Hermione climbed out of the sock and shoe. Then she pulled the sock back out of the shoe and pulled herself into it.
"Okay!" she yelled and Ron turned around.
"I still feel really silly," shouted Hermione.
"I can fix that," Ron brought out his wand, "okay now stand still." Ron said about to cast a spell on the sock to make it into a dress.
"Irea..." He was interrupted.
Harry came in followed by Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, and shortly after, Snape.
"Where is she?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Right here, on this bed." Ron said then adding, "Please keep you voices down."
"Why is she asleep?" asked Snape.
Madam Pomfrey gasped. Then quickly Snape and Dumbledore came over. Snape's eyes widened. Dumbledore just smiled.
"Hermione," said Dumbledore kindly.
"Hi, everyone." Hermione said loudly to be heard with a blushed face.
Snape pointed his wand at Hermione, "Irean Lafue Duca!"
Hermione's sock turned into a black dress.
"Thankyou," said Hermione in a somewhat shocked voice.
Madam Pomfrey looked at Snape.
"I have sisters." Snape answered the question in her eyes. The whole room just stared, eerie like.
"Me too, I was just about to do that when you all came in." Ron said a little to proudly.
Snape looked at Ron and back to Hermione and then to the Headmaster.
"How long will it take?" Dumbledore asked.
"How long will what take?" Ron repeated.
"The potion," stated Dumbledore.
"It will ta..." Snape was saying but Harry jumped in.
"You mean it has to be done with a potion?" asked Harry.
"Yes, Potter. It's not everyday that someone turns into a, well, some one small." Snape said looking at Hermione again.
"So how long will it take." Hermione asked.
"How long has she been like this?" Snape asked.
"About forty-five minutes." Ron answered.
"Well, its to late for the quick one." Snape said thinking.
"You know a quick one, how many times has this happened around here?" Ron asked looking at Snape like he was mad.
"Two times since I started teaching and well," he trailed off, "four times altogether."
Madam Pomfrey and Dumbledore both smiled deeply, both remembering what had happened before when Snape was still in school himself.
"It will take a little over a month to brew, and after that it has to be used on a night when there is no moon."
Dumbledore nodded.
"I will need these clothes," Snape said. Hermione blushed hoping that no one could see.
"Madam Pomfrey, could you put these in a bag for me, I..."
"Yes, Professor Snape, I understand." The Healer smiled looking at the slightly blushed face of Snape, and I mean very slight.
Madam Pomfrey placed the clothes in a small gray bag and handed it to Snape.
Snape walked off and headed off to start on the potion.
'The sooner the better.' Hermione thought in her mind.
"Where am I to stay until the potion is done?" She asked Dumbledore.
"Ideas," he said thinking.
Hermione was trying to think also. She could stay here no, not like this. Going back to the dorm was just as bad if not worse. Then she got it.
"Okay this might sound a little crazy." Hermione said.
"What about tonight isn't crazy?" Ron said.
Harry laughed. Thinking still on about how nothing this year had really gone wrong for him yet.
"Go on, Hermione," Dumbledore said.
"Okay, but it is crazy. I over heard someone talking in the library yesterday about well, their doll house," she paused, "Maybe we could get one of those and put it in here. Or ask to use hers."
"Who was this girl?" Harry asked.
"A Hufflepuff by the name of, um... Lyane. Can't remember her last name, but she's a second year. She was talking about how detailed it was with her friend Elisa. Then they went on to talk..." Hermione answered but was stopped by Ron.
Laughing Ron said, "You can remember everything about what they said but not their names?" he rolled his eyes,
"Why were you listening anyways?"
"Because, I was bored of the books yesterday and..."
"Since when have you been bored of books?" asked Harry.
"As much as I want to see where this is going," Madam Pomfrey said in the background with a bored sigh, "We still need to find a place for her to stay."
"I think that I might just go talk to this, Lyane was it?" Dumbledore said.
Hermione nodded followed by a loud, "Yes," remembering that she was to small to show a nod to them.
A/N: Anyone want to write a story on how James Potter and Snape got shrunk...as sort of a challenge? I was kinda referring to something like that with Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey laughing. You know it could just be a one chappie but I thought it would be a laugh for some one to do. I might do it myself but much later.
You know what to do, now if you please, review!