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Chapter 10:

After about 15 minutes and 2 chess games (which Harry lost) later, the boys left and meet Hermione in the Transfiguration classroom.

Once again Tom sat in Harry's lap and listen intently as McGonnagal started her lesson.

"Now class" the head of Gryffindor started "We will be working on turning things into animals, first will be turning a quill into a bird"

McGonnagal then took out a spare quill and said clearly "Uccello"

The quill turned into a lark, the lark flew to the then landed on Tom's head. Tom gazed up at the bird and the bird gazed down at Tom cocking his head to the side.

McGonnagal smiled at the sight, pointed her wand at the lark and uttered softly "Spoletta" the bird turned back to a quill, which softly landed on Tom's nose before descending to the desk. The whole class clapped, for no apparent reason, and Tom beamed. After the class calmed down everyone started Transfigurating quills and soon birds were everywhere.

Harry's quill turned into a mocking bird, which Tom poked and it snapped at him making the five year old yelp and hide behind Harry.

The rest of the class was pleasant enough, with Tom sort of behaving.

At lunch Tom started bugging Harry about learning magic "Skipper, when are you going to start teaching me magic?"

Skipper was a name Ambrous called ('Aye, aye skipper' to be exact) Harry when they went to go get his Potions book, so now it was Tom's nickname for him.

"We'll start today scamp" Harry informed him patiently, unfortunately after he told Tom that the little ebony haired child was a will bouncing ball of excitement.

To soon it was time for the dreaded Potion's class.

Harry put Tom in the chair next to him "Sorry Tom you can't sit in my lap this class" Tom nodded obediently and held onto the table as he looked at the top of the desk. When Draco Malfoy entered Tom scowled at the blonde Slytherin, no one seemed to notice Tom's eyes flashed red for a second then turned back green.

Once everyone was settled Severus Snape burst into the room making Tom jump.

"I want you all to pass up your summer homework" he snapped at the class. He faced them all and when he saw Tom he scowled deeper then usual but said nothing. Everyone passed their homework up and without a second glance at the homework he put them on his desk.

"Today you will be making de-aging potions" Snape looked pointedly at Tom, which made everyone look confused. Snape then glared at everyone "I will be putting you into partners"

Harry, unfortunately, was partnered with Draco Malfoy while Hermione went with Crabbe and Ron with Goyle.

While Harry and Draco worked in silence, every now and then throwing the occasional glare, Tom was getting bored.

"Skipper, I'm bored" Tom tugged on Harry's sleeve.

"Skipper?" Draco drawled adding some of the ingredients into the cauldron "What kind of name is that?"

"Better then yours" Harry retorted and Draco just glared. Harry turned back to Tom and said softly "I know but I have to work on the potion right now okay scamp?"

"Is there a problem?" a silky voice asked. Harry and Tom looked to see Snape, with crossed arms looming over them.

Before Harry could reply Tom whined "Yes, I'm bored"

Snape narrowed his eyes at the little boy "This is Potions. This class is for learning not for playing"

"Oh." Tom lowered his gaze and Harry returned to his Potion relieved. Snape had turned to go terrify Neville until Tom looked back up and asked out of nowhere "Why is your hair greasy?"

Everyone stopped what they were doing automatically and looked to see what the frightening Potion's Master would do.

Snape stopped mid step and looked back at Tom seething "What. Did. You. Say?"

Before Harry could stop him, Tom asked again "Why. Is. Your. Hair. Greasy?"

Snape narrowed his eyes and spat out "It's not greasy"

"Oily?"

"No"

"... Slimy?"

"NO"

"Okay. Then why is it slick?" Snape was now totally livid he towered above Tom, which would have sent most people running by now, but Tom remained firm and pressed on "Cause your hair is not normal"

"My hair is like this because of potion fumes, does that answer your question?" Snape seethed.

Tom had a thoughtful looked before nodding. Snape turned around and Harry thought he got out of this unburned until "10 points from Gryffindor for your little 'mascot's' cheek"

Harry sighed and went back to his potion with Tom looking at him apologetically.

They were soon dismissed from Potions. Harry said nothing as Tom kept saying 'sorry' over and over again.

It wasn't until Tom started crying, once they got to Harry's and Tom's rooms, did Harry say something.

"Don't worry about it Tom" Harry told him as he pulled him into his embrace "I'm not mad, just a bit..tired"

Tom slept from crying and Harry worked on homework. The two later went to the Great Hall for Dinner, in a slightly better mood.

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Sorry this took longer to write then my other chapters.. But it's done. Please review, reviews me likey, Oh and if I get one flamer, just ONE, that person will be hunted down and chopped into little pieces to be fed to my fox Jinx!!!!!