Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters, names, etc. involved with this story unless stated otherwise.

Warnings of this chapter: A curse word! AAHHH!

Only If - Chapter 2: Accidents Happen

This silence that greeted the Gryffindor trio when they walked into Potions was deathly, which was not uncommon for any room in which Snape sat.

"Granger, Potter, Weasley; take your seats!" Snape barked in an oh so murderous tone. "Because of your star quality entrances, acting as though all of you are Merlin him self, I will be taking five points from each of you for your rudeness. Making your classmates wait, Mr. Potter?"

"But-!" Snape waved him off with a hand gesture as though he were a disgusting animal of some kind. "Now, if everyone is ready..." He paused to look at Harry in particular with his cold black eyes. "then we will begin our lesson for today."

"I will be paring all of you up in groups of two," A long grown came form the students and he went on not paying any mind to them. "Each group will have a Gryffindor and a Slytherin considering some of the students of Professor McGonagall's house need to learn some manners."

Harry made a slight huff sound at this. "The potion you will be making today will be an ageing potion which should, if brewed correctly, give us an idea of what all of you will look like at the ripe age of forty."

There was a mass chatter among the students about this new potion began as Snape went on and many of them made faces at the thought of themselves at such an old age.

"Now," Said Snape as he walked to the middle of the class turning to stare at his fearful pupils. "I will pair all of you up with your partners."

"Granger and Zabini, Weasley and Norwilt,..." On it went for almost an hour, seeing as Neville didn't want to work with one Vincent Crab and was forced to faint from stress almost three times before Snape re-assigned him to a different partner.

"Well, it seems my best student and McGonagall's worst," Snape said as he looked in between Harry and Malfoy. "are the only ones left. Mr. Malfoy, I trust you will do your best in setting a good example for Potter."

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"You know Potter, I had a long night last night so I think you should take this one." Malfoy drawled in his oh-so-cocky tone.

"Sure fine, whatever." Harry wasn't in the mood for Malfoy's attitude so he just wrote the ingredients from the board and fetched what was needed. The only problem was that he just so happened to be the last one to fetch his 'chips of unicorn horn'.

"I suppose we can go without, I mean it doesn't have to be perfect; just the right color so Snape will think we did it correctly. And what does it matter, unicorn horns don't give coloration to a potion anyway." Harry thought to himself as he headed back to his seat from the storage cabinet.

When he arrived Malfoy was twirling a pencil between his fingers and leaning back in his chair with a dull expression upon his face. Harry didn't say a word as he sat down beside the blond and simply began working on the potion.

"Chop three limow flowers into four separate piles adding each pile every five minutes along with the scales of two different horn tailed dragons in between the first two intervals." Harry read to himself in a whisper as he worked vigorously to complete the potion without Malfoy's help.

Every now and then Malfoy would stop to help Harry, or act like he was helping, thanks ,in part, to the passing of Snape by their table to check that their potion was still brewing correctly.

Two hours later and Snape finally announced to the class that it was time to test their potions. 'Test!' Harry thought frantically. 'I forgot!'

"Well Mr. Malfoy your potion looks quite elegant compared to the rest of them." Harry gave an exasperated sigh.

'Malfoy's potion? Please! I'm the one who made it! He just sat there!' thought Harry just as Malfoy was placing the potion to his lips.

Then with a loud bang all of the Slytherin girls held their breath. The puff of smoke which had formed because of the transformation was so big it made it difficult for anyone to see what Malfoy looked like in his forty year old form.

As the smoke cleared the whole class gasped in an almost unison "Huh?" Malfoy turned to Blaise Zabini and asked him, "So am I dashing or what? I always knew the Malfoy blood made our family members more handsome with age. Like a fine wine you know..."

His words died away from him as he looked around the class. No one was gawking in a 'wow he's so hot' sort of way but more in an 'oh holy crap' fashion and he couldn't figure out for the life of him why.

And then everything came into focus as the last of the transformation cloud cleared. Everyone was taller then him...everyone. Potter had a rather panicked look on his face. Then in an silence breaking snicker Ron started to laugh, then Neville, and Sean. Soon almost all of the Gryffindor's were in a fit of laughter.

"Stop it! All of you, right now!" Snape shouted as he tried to clear the laughter and return what little order there was to his class.

"And what's so funny you blundering giant?" Draco shouted at Ron. Ron laughed again and finally found the chance to answer through his fit.

"I'm not a giant by any means Malfoy and right now I'd have to say-" Ron was snickering and holding his sides to keep from laughing. "Neither are you!"

The whole of Gryffindor began to laugh even harder then they had been and even Hermione with her manners and decency began to snicker a little.

Suddenly Draco realized what had happened to him...the potion had had an adverse effect on him somehow instead of growing up he had..."Oh fuck..."

A/N:

Let me know what you think, k? I 3 cliff hangers so there may be a lot of those even if this one is sort of a no-brainer. If I misspelled any of the character names I'm sorry and just tell me if I did. I don t think I did though b/c I checked the names in my Harry Potter books and so I'm pretty sure I didn't do that .;

Any who, I hope some more people will get into my story even if you don't review. I don't write for reviews really-even if I like to get them.

Later! (update over the weekend maybe?)

P.S.

Norwilt, Hermione's partner, is an OC of mine, not J.K.'s character.