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Chapter 2: "I said get away! "
"I said get away!" Draco screeched as Hermione attempted to get closer. She took another step forward and was blasted by raw uncontrolled power that took the form of a dragon. The powerful blast made her zoom across the room where she was caught by her boyfriend, Ron. She was sitting on Ron's lap, blinking stupidly, when the silver dust finally spread away,
"What did I tell you about raw magic?" Snape asked the little blond boy who was still glaring at everyone.
The little boy's eyes sparkled as he recognized Snape.
"Little kid, it ok. My uncle here." Draco turned around to Harry.
"Come on it fine now."
Harry peeked around Draco and tilted his head.
"Really?" He asked, sounding none to sure. His front tooth was missing but it added to Harry's cute charm and his eyes were big and sparkly because of all the unshed tears clinging to his lashes.
Draco giggled at him and said, "We need clothes!"
Snape glared at him then dismissed the class so that he could get them dressed. Finally, Draco grabbed Harry's hand and stood in front of Snape.
"Hi, Uncle. Hey! Don't you glare at me. Mommy told you not to glare at me if I didn't do it on purpose."
Snape looked skeptical, unsure what to do. Most people had been shocked to hear Draco was related him. Actually, it was a misunderstanding. Draco called Snape 'Uncle' because his father knew Snape. Snape used to visit Malfoy Manor when he was younger. Draco's younger form was allowed to call him that before he came to Hogwarts, hence- Uncle Snape.
Ron Weasley had laughed at the name child Draco had blurted out. He also stopped the moment Snape glared at him.
"Children, come now. We have to visit the Headmaster. He is upstairs waiting on us." Snape swooshed his robes and it made Harry giggle.
"What are you laughing at, child?"
"Which child?" Draco and Harry asked simultaneously.
Draco then remembered some of his Malfoy etiquette that Mummy had been teaching him. She called it 'mammers' or something stupid like that…
"Draconis Malfoy." He announced proudly.
"What your name?" He did not hold out his hand because that would have meant letting go of the other's hand already. He beamed happily at the green eyed boy.
Harry smiled shyly.
"Can I just call you Drake or Draco? 'Cause Draconis sound a little..."
Draco sighed "Weird, yeah I know. You may call me…"
Harry smiled gleefully. "Harry Potter. Nice to met you, Drakkie."
Draco looked like he was going to choke on his own spit while Snape covered his mouth not to show his smile. Their reactions had the desired effect and Harry laughed.
Little Draco shuddered in horror.
"Never say that again." Draco said as he put his arm around the younger kid.
"It gives me the creeps." Making sure to shudder again to emphasize the statement.
"So how you do that cool flying thing?" Harry asked as he moved his hand in imitation of how Draco had produced his dragon.
"Do you do magic tricks and stuff like that?"
Draco looked put out.
"Magic tricks?" His eyes narrowed but a look from Snape calmed him down.
"That is the real thing. Daddy says I do raw magic. I can do those types of things because I haven't learned to control them yet. Well I kinda' do. 'Cause now it only happens to me when I feel threaten."
Harry was nodding.
"Hhmm me too.. But Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia say I am just a freak. There is no such thing as magic. I always thought it was a ak-so-dent. I didn't know magic was real... the Dursley's Hate magic." Harry said as he got a glossy look in his eyes and bit his lip.
Before Draco could ask any more they were at the entrance of the Headmasters Office.
"There is no way I am going to say that out loud." Snape muttered as he eyed the little boys beside him. Leaning down he whispered in Draco's ear, "Tell the," and he pointed at the gargoyle,
"Chocolate sour rubber ducks."
Draco cleared his throat and said the password in a very Malfoyish tone. The kids burst out laughing but stopped when the gargoyles jumped out of the way revealing a staircase.
"Come." Snape said with another swoosh of his cloak.
Harry, who was already trying to suppress his laughter, was set off again.
"Hey, Draco, have you noticed he like to swish his cloak?" Harry looked down at his own twenty sizes too large cloak and started flapping it.
Snape could not help the smirk that graced his lips as he watched. The little boy resembled nothing more than a bat learning how to fly.
Draco was laughing at his antics.
"He likes to do it a lot." he agreed as he looked down at his own clothes. He wasn't too sure why he was in these huge clothes but he was sure that his mummy wouldn't like for him to be seen looking like this.
"This will not do." He lifted up his shirt and cloak like a skirt and climbed up the stairs.
Harry followed as usual. They still had hold of each other's hand for balance. When they entered the Headmaster's Office their eyes' widened considerable at the big jar of candy on his desk.
Dumbledore turned around and was staring at the two young ones in surprise.
"Well, this is unexpected." Dumbledore said.
Snape noticed he wasn't his usual twinkling self.
"Would you like some candy, little ones?" Dumbledore took the lid off the jar and held it out for them. Draco grasped his usual favorite and Harry, hesitant at first and watching Draco for guidance, then grabbed a chocolate frog for himself also.
"Children." Snape said interrupting Draco who was explaining to Harry about why the pictures were moving and why they disappeared.
Draco snapped to attention and blushed. He mumbled,
"Sorry, Uncle Snape." He turned back to Dumbledore with wide eyes and announced formally,
"T'ank you, Sir, for the frog." He nudged Harry and nodded for him to do the same.
"Yes, well, you are welcome." The old man's twinkle was definitely back as he watched the two little boys getting along so famously.
"Uncle Snape?" Snape cleared his throat and Dumbledore chuckled a bit.
Snape nodded and Draco relaxed.
"You may go over to the window and play." They nodded happily at him and he added, "Draco why don't you explain to Harry that he's a wizard. He will need to know about everyday life you go through and maybe a little bit about Hogwarts."
Draco nodded and dragged Harry to the patch of weak sunshine. They were soon sitting next to each other, chattering and watching their chocolate frog cards.
"What happened, Severus?" Dumbledore enquired. He was sounding grave while eying Harry carefully.
"He was attacked down in the potions room. Somehow two men breached the wards and…" At Dumbledore's look he added,
"I put a binding spell on them and sent Mongolia to fix everything up...Apparently they snuck in invisible and attacked Potter."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose before continuing.
"Malfoy was helping Potter once he saw what was happening. One of the attackers threw Potter into Malfoy and they were both wounded. The second time they were thrown together they not only got potions all over them, their blood mingled. As for them reverting to childhood: I have no idea yet why the potions being mixed reacted like that."
Albus glanced back to the two happy little boys.
"You are sure about this?"
"I am sure that they are now children. I don't know why the potions de-aged them but I will find out since I have their saturated clothes in stasis and there is enough to analyze."
The twinkling dimmed as the old man noticed Severus was upset about more than just the de-aging issue.
"What else bothers you?"
Snape smirked, "If their blood mixed and got into the potions they are bonded, probably for life, unless I can figure out what potions where mixed together to create the bonding potion."
"I think we should take them to Poppy first." Dumbledore decided.
"She will be able to tell us how long they are liable to remain as children."
Snape nodded. "There is also the problem of informing their guardians. Quite frankly, you will do well to not tell the Dursleys anything. They will probably insist on separating the boys and I don't think that would be wise."
Dumbledore nodded in agreement. When he left for the Ministry this morning he knew he felt something weird and now he wished he never left.
Sitting together under the window, Draco was still ranting on about magic.
"So the picture doesn't stay because it runs through all the other pictures that look like this one." They were currently watching the Dumbledore card.
Dumbledore beamed happily at them as he spoke to Severus.
"I had forgotten just what a busy little madam Narcissa Black was. She obviously takes excellent care of her son."
Severus nodded absently absorbed in the scene also. "And he is Dumbledore." Harry smiled when he finally got it.
"So what are you, a muggle?" Draco was frowning as he tried to figure out Harry.
"No, that not right. Uncle Snape said you a wizard...so why don't you know all this?" He stared at Harry's eyes.
"The Dursleys don't like magic. They tell me I'm a freak and there is no such thing as magic. But maybe I am a wizard. Then all those strange things that happen when I am around would be normal." He bit his lip as he stared earnestly back at his new friend who seemed to know everything.
"Does this mean that I am like one of those people from the telly, the one that can read your fortune?"
Draco looked puzzled and then glared at his uncle when the man snorted and started coughing to cover up his laughter.
"Telly? Fortune tellers? what the hell are those?"
Severus was about to sort Draco for his use of language when Albus interfered.
"Now, Severus, the boy does have a valid point."
Harry looked upset when he realized he might have said something wrong.
"Well I barely see the telly, only when I'm out of my... well anyway the telly is a box that shows of pictures of the person networking from one telly to another."
Draco nodded his head.
"I have no idea what the heck you just said."
The adults had stopped acting weird so the boys calmed down again and went back to playing with the cards. Draco was looking at the Dumbledore card and looking at the lettering in the back.
" I wonder what it says?"
Harry looked at the card too. Studying it thoughtfully, he began to speak.
"It says, 'Alubus Dumbledor cur..Currently Head mas..master of by many greatest wizard of ...hmm I know this one o yeah modern times Dumbledore is peart...girr particurlry famous for his defeat of the dark wizard Griliwardes ..something like that in 1945. For the discovery of the him I think that's a number must be 12 and his work with his partner Nicolas Famel hmm I know someone by that name Professor Dumbledore enjoys chamber music and ... what the if is tenpin bowling...ing."
Draco looked at him in disbelief.
"You know how to read.. you know how to read!" Draco just shook his head.
"How old are you?"
Harry looked at him and shrugged his shoulders.
" Three and…a half."
Draco just gaped. "How can you read? I am four, almost five, and mummy says I don't need to read until I am six."
Harry debated on whether or not to tell him. Draco was starting to look very impatient though so he blurted out,
"Well, Dudley always throws his books into my cupboard. There are tons of books in there. So I just taught myself how to read one day when I was bored."
Draco looked skeptical.
"I did…I just decided to try and teach myself how to read." He was starting to get hysterical, thinking he did something wrong again. He looked down and brought up his knees. He began rocking slightly as he whispered,
"I'm not going back there again am I? I don't want to go back there."
Draco gave his friend a horrified look as he realized that Harry was unloved in his house so he put a supporting arm around him.
"I'm not sure why we are here, but if I go back to Mummy maybe you can come with me. We can go to school here later. My house is really big and Mummy loves company. So it'll be a good thing if you hang around my house, right?"
Harry seemed to perk up a bit at that suggestion.
"That would be lovely… But, where is your Daddy?" Harry inquired.
"My dad he's a git, I hate him." Draco's big grey eyes flashed angrily.
"He never visits my mom or me. I reckon he with his mistress."
Harry was about to ask what a mistress was when Dumbledore came up to them.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, please follow us."
Harry and Draco got up and followed Dumbledore out of the office. They walked up what seemed miles of stairs, Draco grasping Harry's hands because he kept tripping on his robes.
They walked into a room that smelt like some weird disinfectant.
"Poppy?" Dumbledore's voice boomed throughout the Ward, accidentally waking some of the patients up.
Poppy quickly circled the room and stared at the two children holding hands.
"Please tell me that's not who I think it is?" Poppy looked closer and saw Harry's famous scar and the distinctive silver of Draco's eyes.
"Oh, goddess, they are young. What has happened to them this time?"
Harry and Draco looked at each other.
"What are you talking about?" Draco piped up.
"They don't know do they?" Poppy looked up from her crouching position and looked for the informative nod.
"O.k. kiddies, let's find a bed for each of you and a pair of p.j.s that fit." She scooped them up in her arms and settled them in two beds in the far left of the infirmary.
She told them to remove their cloaks then gave them overly large red striped PJs. Once the boys were dressed she transfigured the pajamas to the correct size and reopened the curtains.
Neither Harry nor Draco said a peep. They just thought about what the lady named Poppy meant.
They heard her tell the two men they could come back in then she turned her attention back to the boys.
"Harry, Draco, I'm going to perform some spells on you to see if you are sick."
"But I'm not sick." Harry interrupted.
"I hope not. But, you were in an accident earlier this morning, so I want to see if there are any booboos."
Dumbledore sometimes wondered where she got her information from. He definitely remembered not saying anything to her.
Poppy smiled at Harry as she began working.
"Your friends, Hermione and Ron, told me that you hit your head pretty bad."
'Oh, that's how.' Dumbledore nodded his head in amusement.
Harry stood still while she performed the spell. He was surprised at the feeling of magic.
She did the same thing to Draco. She began humming as she forgot about the men in the room and concentrated on the little boys. The different colors radiating off them because of the after effects of the potions accident was fascinating. She noticed a definite change in their auras as well. She wasn't really sure what she was seeing but she had a pretty good idea. And that idea scared her.
She conjured her clipboard, transfigured the correct forms, and began checking off and writing notes onto the paper. She looked at her clock when Draco yawned. 'They probably had a long day.' She thought and smiled at how cute they were.
"OK, you two, how about a nap. After you wake up, I will bring your dinner to you."
The two children nodded and pulled their blankets over themselves. Before Poppy switched off the lights Harry's timid little voice asked,
"Where am I going once I'm all better?"
Every one could hear the pure fear in the child's voice. Snape and Draco both looked disturbed, wide-eyed and eyebrows arched as they turned to Dumbledore for an answer.
Poppy glared at Albus until he managed his famous twinkly smile and said,
"You are going to stay here at Hogwarts. You are not going back to the Dursleys. "
Harry smiled brightly and turned to face Draco who did the same. They smiled at each other and whispered, "Sleep now." To each other.
The three adults walked into Poppy's office. Professor McGonagall joined them a few minutes later.
"I spoke to the ministry about the two men we have detained to find out who they are. Apparently they are not wizards at all. It seems that they both are transfigured magical creatures. They are both Doxies who have been transfigured to look like humans and then placed under the IMPERIUS curse. The blue haired man calls himself Sniper. The white haired one calls himself Tiedashi (I stole this name from a web comic hopefully she wont mind !)"
"That would explain how our wards didn't go off. But how they both managed to come into the school undetected is a big question. There also may be a possibility that there was someone already in the school who brought them to school before transfiguring them and putting them under the IMPERIUS."
Dumbledore seemed quite happy to rabbit on about his conspiracy theory for some time until Snape brought him back down to earth.
"The wards against performing dark magic would have gone off the minute the IMPERIOUS was cast and they were told to do the job of killing of Mr. Potter. But whoever is controlling them- well what I'm trying to say is..It could be any one a student a teacher ...the list can go on."
Dumbledore nodded and motioned for everyone to sit back down.
"Did you find anything on them when they were searched, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. Unfortunately we did. While we, meaning Hagrid and I, were moving them something fell out of the Snipers pocket."
"He is the one with the blue hair?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. We found a muggle needle." She slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out a small need with a vial of blue liquid attached to it.
"They admitted it was for Mr. Potter."
"Please hand me that. I would like to figure out what type of potion it is." Snape extended his hand, avarice gleaming from his black eyes. It was not a secret that Snape loved a good challenge.
His hand closed around the vial and he held it up to the light. He gazed through the translucent potion and noticed some solid particles floating suspended in the liquid. He hummed in confusion before carefully wrapping the vial up in a thick tissue and some gauze and pocketed it.
"Did you put them in the Dungeon room?" Dumbledore asked. He hadn't spoken in so long that McGonagall was startled until she remembered he had been there the whole time.
"Yes, I did." She blushed because she didn't say anything earlier. She waited a few minutes when nothing else was forthcoming from anyone and asked,
"What are we going to do about Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy?" Her voice had a panicked edge to it.
"If He who must not be named gets a whiff that Mr. Potter is like this, the boy will be dead before we can say Voldemort's real name."
"But what if it was one of the students who put the IMPERIUS on the two doxies? The Dark Lord will already know that his plan to destroy Potter failed. He is also bound to find out about Potter's 'Condition'." Snape drawled. He twirled his hand to show his frustration.
"Furthermore, if Lucius Malfoy finds out his little Death Eater-in-training has been injured while helping Potter he will end up dead at a young age also."
The Headmaster hummed in agreement.
"Well at least we know they'll just have to wait fourteen days to get back to normal." Everyone just stared at Poppy as they absorbed her statement.
"Well… according to my calculations Harry and Draco's blood were both mixed with unicorn horn, dragons blood, jasmine and spider legs. Some liguafies too I believe."
"And that would mean..." She was interrupted by Snape,
"The main essentials of the youth potion. You become whatever age you like the best and spend one day at that age. After that, you return to your correct age, one day at a time."
"Is it liable to cause any harm to them?" McGonagall asked Poppy.
Poppy thought not. Then added a bit more information.
"Usually people used the stuff to hide themselves. The potion was invented during the Revolutionary War in America by Scible Canazaa. She was a veteran nurse running away from the British authorities and disguised herself with the knowledge of a twenty-one year old nurse."
Snape nodded his head as all the information finally clicked together for him.
"So that explains why they're young and how the don't know anything about their lives before the age they are now. I think it is intriguing how they both chose around the same age. Isn't Draco approximately one year older than Potter now?
Professor McGonagall added her concerns.
"What are we going to tell the students? And, where are they going to reside?"
The Headmaster thought about it and couldn't come up with an answer yet.
"Do any of you have any suggestions?" He asked sweetly.
Poppy knew that look.
"I guess they can stay here until you figure out what to do about them. They'll most likely not remember their previous experiences until they have gone past that age, but again- I am not totally sure how it will work. Give them a day then they can surely attend classes. That way they wouldn't be too bored."
The head master agreed.
"We'll send them with a 'write it all quill'."
McGonagall looked a little skeptic.
"Hopefully, not like the ones Rita Skeeter uses, right?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Of course not."
They all nodded their heads.
"It is settled then. "We find a room where they will both reside until the spell wears off. Since Mr. Malfoy is a prefect room with his own room, we can just make his bed smaller and extend the room to include a bathroom. That way they will both have enough room. They may return to class as Poppy suggested. Now, I believe the only problem left is providing the little gentlemen with clothes."
As they got up to leave Dumbledore added,
"OH, yes, one other thing which we must not forget: Under no circumstances are the Dursleys or Mr. Malfoy to find out the boys had an accident."
He said this a bit gravely and everyone nodded.
"When I report to Voldemort I won't say anything to him unless it is brought up in the meeting. Hopefully it will not." Snape said.
"But are you sure that both of them can live together without killing each other? " Snape asked skeptically.
Dumbledore glanced out the office window in time to see Harry climbing into Draco's bed as Draco held the cover up for him.
"Yes, I believe that they will be perfectly fine together."
The meeting ended and everyone drifted back out of the infirmary to continue with their day.
A few minutes earlier in the far corner of the hospital ward, one of the little boys was awake and terrified. He had never slept in a big open bed before and it was too much for him. He blinked his wide green eyes and stared at Draco
"Draco...Draco are you awake?"
Draco groaned and turned to face Harry.
"Yesh wad up?" He said sluggishly.
"I can't sleep." Tears were brimming in Harry's eyes.
"Oh." He focused on the smaller boy's face and noticed the over-bright eyes.
"Oh, please don't cry. Come here." The minute Draco lifted his blanket up, Harry slid out of his bed and struggled to climb up into Draco's. He was very small compared to the bed.
Warmth enveloped them both and Harry snuggled into Draco's chest listening to his heartbeat. They fell asleep in that position. Draco holding Harry and stroking his hair while Harry was breathing on Draco chest.
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