The Incident of Houses
Chapter 4: The Mommy Test I
The small two-story cottage was quiet as the brisk morning air wafted through the house and down the hall as the early Saturday morning marked the end of the second month of the Houses forced integration. Harry was enjoying the quiet as he stood on the front porch in the twilight before the sunrise. Thankfully, the girls tended to sleep into the far hours of the day on Saturday morning. Harry loved his time alone, since he had first come to Hogwarts and now he valued it beyond just about anything else. He had been standing on the front porch for the better part of twenty minutes when he was joined by one of the very females that resided with him in the same cottage, Pansy Parkinson.
Pansy was not known for her conservative nature, as attested to by her choice of sleepwear. Pansy was wearing nothing but a Slytherin Quidditch jersey with her long silky, raven hair hanging just below the small for her back, perfectly groomed and straight. She had drug the quilt from her bed over her shoulders to fight off the cold and hide some of her "mysteries" from Harry, a fact that he lamented whenever she was around. "Harry, what are you doing out here in the cold in just your skivvie bottoms?"
"Oh I hadn't noticed the cold, actually."
"Come here." Without giving Harry a chance to react she had pulled him into an embrace under the quilt. "There you go. We can't have the famous Harry Potter catching cold can we?" Harry, in his dual pleasure and uncomfort, gazed into Pansy's eyes, which were surprisingly devoid of the common mischievousness and replaced with a look of concern he had only seen on Hermione and Ron's faces before. After a few moments of stunned silence a bright flash of light stunned exploded in front of them and a miniature Professor Snape appeared floating before them scared them to the point of jumping out of their skins. "P..p..professor Snape," Harry and Pansy stuttered in frightened unison but were met with only a blank stare and a static response. "All Houses are to meet in the great hall in one hour. Details will discussed tardiness and absences will not be tolerated." Snape ordered and vanished in a puff of smoke.
"What do you think it means, Potter?" wondered Pansy.
"I don't know but I don't think we shouldn't miss it. Snape sounds serious." responded Harry as he noticed rather reveling position Pansy had landed in. She was sitting in a very unladylike position opposite Harry; apparently the jersey was the only thing she wore to bed. After a dual blushing contest, Pansy covered herself and Harry got the others ready.
As the hour passed, Harry and his group entered the room and found that it was no longer composed the four house tables that it had been since they had begun there, but a series of small square tables. Over each table hung the names of the group that it belonged to in large sized gold lettering. Harry, Pansy, Cho and Samantha found their table and sat down rather cautiously. An ill silence had fallen over the room while the tension could be cut with a knife. Soon Professor Dumbledore, Professor Magonigall and Professor Snape walked in, the later two with very sour expressions. Professor Dumbledore moved to the podium while the others pulled up their seats as he addressed the students.
"We have all come from many different places and cultures and as such I believe that we may not be as tolerant or," Dumbledore glared at Harry and Pansy, "as friendly."
"For that very reason the staff and I have decided to make a special living arrangement for all students." The crowd rustled with chatter as Professor Dumbledore and the other teachers looked at each other. Silently, the rest of the missing faculty took the opportunity to stand at the nearest table and draw their wands. "one of you from each of the groups will have their ages reduced and it will be the responsibility of those remaining to care for them." The faculty all raised their wands and pointed them at a specific person at their table. "Faculty, cast your spells." Ordered Professor Dumbledore.
"Invadum Adolesco!" said the teachers in unison as Harry saw friends, fellow gryffendors, and enemies alike shrink in size. Some were returned to infantcy but none where over pre-adolescence. However, Harry's group was untouched, or that was what he thought until professor Dumbledore looked him straight in the eye and muttered the incantation with his wand pointed squarely Harry's chest.
Harry was in gulfed with a warm sensation of water cascading around and through his body as his bones, skin and other major body systems shrunk. "What in the Bloody hell happened?" wailed Cho
"It seems that Harry has returned to age thirteen." Said Samantha as she pushed her glasses to the bridge of her nose.
"You mean pubesent Harry?"
End Chapter 4
Stay tuned as a young Harry fights his hormones in a house with three girls which two are less then modest, and what of Samantha? Lets just say she's not what she lets on. Come on back ya hear.