Pansy woke up, tangled in her lush green sheets and tried to stretch. Then she sighed woefully as she remembered the day before. "Damn it!" She muttered, rubbing her hands in her face. Stretching again, she managed to put her feet on the cold stone floor and immediately yelped, "SHIT!" when the icy floor shocked her completely awake.
She made a quick dash to the bathroom and literally threw herself into the shower. Soon the hot water soaking her relieved the stress of the cold and she began prioritizing her day. "OK, first thing I do is wake up the little munchkins and get them to breakfast. Next we head off to Double Potions again with the Gryffindorks. Yes, this is a can-do day."
She quickly toweled herself off and yanked her hair back into a bun, too lazy to dry it properly. She walked out of her bedroom and was greeted with a hot blast of air from the cheerily burning fireplace.
Pansy paused outside of Draco's room and considered her strategy. She should probably wake up Harry first since she knew from experience that Draco the child, unlike Draco the adult, did not like being woken up anytime before 9 o'clock. She much preferred the adult Draco because he was a morning person and was usually up to welcome everyone else up.
Having put it off as long as possible, she went over to the cot and started to shake the clump of blankets. Noticing that her hands were sinking into the blankets instead of meeting the resistance of flesh she whipped the blanket off the bed and almost let out a scream. "Where the hell is the Potter brat?" She exclaimed softly before beginning a small litany of, 'Oh no, oh no!' in her head.
She darted over to Draco's bed and yanked the green velvet curtains open. She let out a small chuckle at the sight greeting her. Draco and Harry were cuddled up in bed together. With a book over them that covered over half of the tiny Potter boy's body. The two little boys looked absolutely adorable in that position.
Sighing, she went over to Draco's side table and opened the drawer. It was only a second's work to scoop out the camera and snap a picture of them. She knew that: A- This was great blackmail material, and B- they were the cutest sight she had ever seen.
Looking at their two small hands entwined, their little bodies twitching lightly as they slept; she actually carked a smile. That had not happened since the Dark Lord had returned. Tracing the smile on her face lightly with one finger, she put the camera back in the drawer before once again approaching the bed to wake up the two kiddies.
SSS
Somewhere deep in the dungeons lay two 'men'. Bruised, abused and badly damaged from being interrogated. The magical manacles that were placed on their wrists to stop them from transforming back into their original species were biting into their wrists and making them bleed. Both men were cowering on the floor dreading another round of interrogation.
"This is all your fault!" Tiedashi. Said as he looked at Sniper.
The Blue haired doxy brought his blue-tiered eyes to Tiedashi.
"Oh, Tiedashi, I found this lovely place next to a deserted graveyard. The trees are overgrown and moss is covering the angels. It is a beautiful sight. Let me take you there!" Tiedashi said scornfully as he mimicked Sniper's voice.
Then, noticing Sniper's sad eyes, he added, "It was a beautiful place though." He felt marginally better when Sniper cracked a smile before letting it drop.
"I'm sorry. You know I would never purposefully do this to you."
Tiedashi looked away, but looked back when he heard the cling cling of the manacles as Sniper moved towards him slowly, body protesting each minute move.
Sniper picked up the white haired man's hand and squeezed it. "You know how I am. I'm stupid…bull headed."
Tiedashi interrupted him, "Frustrating, annoying, stuck up, an arse, and stupid. But then again that is why I love you." He smiled solemnly, unsure if they were going to make it out and back to their village where they belonged. They both missed their family terribly.
The two doxies jerked when they heard the door open and held their breath as they saw Filch and a Ministry executive enter their cell. "Are you ready to talk now, boys?"
This frustrated Tiedashi to no end. "We told you a thousand times already. We don't know anything."
"Liar!" Filch snarled as he smacked a hidden button. It caused the doxies chains to tighten even more, forcing them to stretch and whimper pitifully as they tried not to scream.
SSS
Harry was still laughing when they woke up. Experiencing Draco's wrath from the other end of the magic stick wasn't fun but when you see it from this perspective it was damn funny. The hex that Draco threw at Pansy when she attempted to wake him up turned her hair a bright yellow. Lucky for Harry he had felt the magic surge, about to erupt and ducked out of the way. Plus living with Draco for two years had helped in recognizing his sleep patterns. (Remember- a day for the adults is like a year for them.)
They ate their breakfast in silence which was only broken every time anyone caught Pansy glaring at Draco. Her hair was back to normal but she kept reaching for it nervously and petting it to make sure it was still the way she wanted. Canary yellow had not suited her and no one was going to let her forget that she had had to go to their Head of House for the couter charm.
Harry stared at her long beautiful hair and blushed. He silently wondered what his hair would look like that long. He absolutely loved Pansy's long soft hair and wanted desperately to touch it again ever since she let him hold the end of her braid while she tried to straighten the bird nest that served as his hair. He made a mental note to ask Draco what he thought about it.
He moved his food around on the plate, not really thinking about hunger and just decided not to eat. His stomach was sending stabbing pains and he didn't understand why. He knew he had been through this before but the memory was somehow out of his reach. Again feeling that 'empty void' he decided to pick up his potions book to read some more while waiting for Pansy and Draco to finish.
"Harry, you have to eat something." Draco whispered in his ear making him startle slightly.
"I'm not really hungry." Harry whispered back.
"You have to eat. Will you try an apple or something?"
Cocking his head to the side he nodded. Draco handed him a sweet green apple and the happy look on his face made Harry smile.
SSS
Sitting across the room at the Gryffindor table, Hermione chewed her fingernails as she thought. This was becoming a habit separate from reading and Ron called it the THINK STATE. Finally frustrated with being ignored, he ventured a guess at what she was thinking. "Hermione, what is wrong?"
She looked back at the table. "I want to say more to Harry than just 'hi'. I miss him but I am afraid that he won't accept me. He is in a different mind-set."
Ron nodded that he understood what she was getting at. "Do you think they have brainwashed him to hate us?" he asked tiredly. He missed his best friend too and really did want to have him back. If the only way to do so was to say hello then that is what he would do. "Shall we?" He stood up and gave her his arm to lean on.
SSS
"OH, Oh, the friggin' Griffindorks are coming." Harry did not hear her. His mind was sending unpleasant pictures of two men being torched. He lifted his hand to his head and whimpered softly. The ringing grew, he had to get out of here…He stood up after nearly tripping over his seat and ran from the Great Hall.
Hermione saw Harry running toward them and stepped back quickly when she saw the tears running down his face. She watched as he ran out the door and skidded around a corner turning left. After the initial shock wore off the whole school saw Draco jump up and chase after his friend with Pansy Parkinson in close pursuit. Hermione shook her head at the strangely acting group and decided to follow Pansy. After dealing with Harry for the last year she knew that he would need help from more than one person.
SSS
"Why does it hurt?" Harry kept whimpering out loud to himself as he skidded through the halls. He did not know where he was going, he was just letting his feet take him to wherever they saw fit. And yet, Harry was not really worried, he knew that wherever 'it' was, was where he needed to go.
There where still the screams in his head. And now hear could hear them out side too. He stepped in front of a Dragon. His head in one of his hands and another hand on his heart. He knew he must go in there he didn't understand why but he must. " Open up" he said to the dragon. The dragon snorted and looked away the stone creaking with the sound. " I said OPEN UP!" The dragon stared blankly " why you little masochist of a dragon you know people…." the door sprung open. Apparently one of those words was the password.
When the door opened the Ministry auror and Filch both turned around, startled to see a young child standing inside the door instead of Snape or the Headmaster. They seemed to be having problems with the concept that a small child could enter the room without permission. Seconds later they were shocked to see two other children enter and the door slam shut behind them.
"What do you think you are doing?" The smallest child shrieked as he glared at the two men on the floor looking absolutely dreadful. He stepped in front of them and spread his hand out as if trying to protect them.
Filch snorted and the ministry man looked thoughtful. The two men behind Harry, Sniper and Tiedashi, looked relieved that they had been stopped.
Pansy looked at the two men then back to the boys. "Harry, these are the two things who attacked you and Draco."
Harry stomped his feet. "How can you say that, They are animals. They did not know what they were doing!."
Pansy looked shocked and then noticed that Draco was nodding his head thoughtfully. She shut her mouth and watched.
He was considering the shape the two bound men were in. "They are doxies, right? No offense but it is not in the nature of a doxy to attack." The section of the book last night they read was Care of Magical Creatures so they had all the information about doxies. It was strange seeing them though, Draco had to admit. To anyone's eye the creatures looked like men but apparently Draco and Harry were capable of seeing a type of light magic surrounding the tiny bodies of the doxies.
The Ministry Auror snorted. "They did something wrong, Child. Now get out of the way and go to class or wherever you need to be."
Harry sneered at the Auror. It made Draco proud to see the patented trademark Malfoy sneer on Harry's face. "NO!" He backed up toward the little men with the strange blue and white hairdos.
"Fine then. IMMOBLIS." The Auror intended to hit the child so that he could grab him and then put him out the door with his caretaker. He was surprised to see his own spell shatter against the shield the child had erected around himself and the two doxies. Then before he could recover from his surprise the child's magic flung him back. He and Filch both were flung against the wall and knocked unconscious before they knew what was happening. (Rule #1 in Harry Potter books of things not to do: Never ever hurt an innocent animal!)
Harry did not bother checking on Filch or the Auror. They only got what was coming to them for torturing helpless creatures. He poked his tongue out at them then turned back to the doxies.
He was staring at them with wide innocent eyes when Pansy interrupted him. "Harry, what are you doing? Come on! We need to go." She was pleading with him, knowing full well that he wasn't going to listen: Even as a child Potter had a well developed Hero complex which demanded that he save the world.
Draco moved over to Harry's side and rested a hand on his shoulder. Pansy was reminded of a 20 year old lending assistance to a child. Neither one of them were listening to her pleas.
"OK. I am going to try to get you out of here. I bet you want to go home, don't you? I have been hearing you cry since early this morning. I wanted to help but I did not know where you were until just a few minutes ago." Harry said shyly.
Draco smiled at them also. "I will try to heal you guys after Harry frees you." The two of them exchanged secret smiles, recognizing the fact that they still had a lot to learn about each others powers.
"We need to talk about this later." Harry said before he turned his full attention back to the doxies. He put his hand gently on the manacle and shuddered, sending his own personal magic out letting nature take over. 'As long as I believe I can do it, then it can be done.' He thought sadly as the manacles gave a soft click and fell away.
Draco immediately reached out and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. The soft glow surrounded them letting him know that the healing magic that has been passed down from one generation to the next in the Malfoy family was his to use.
As soon as the doxies were healed sufficiently, they reverted to their normal forms. They fluttered up into the air and landed on the boys' shoulders clinging to them until the door was opened once again. The doxies then gave them each a small hug, grabbed each others hand, and flew off down the hall toward freedom.
It was extremely surreal for both Draco and Harry to be doing magic they did not know could be done. They did not understand where their powers were even coming from. "I thought our magic would not come until we learned how to control it." Draco whispered to Harry. "Something is wrong. But what?"
Harry just shook his head. His eyes flickered from Draco to Pansy trying to communicate with him.
Draco caught on. They were both feeling a little bit nervous about how she was going to react to this. Draco seemed a bit wary of the girl's wrath. They were both shocked when she just gave them a shaky little smile and escorted them back out the door and through a few empty hallways to the potions class.
To say the least, Pansy was slightly disoriented. After witnessing what the two boys were capable of she wasn't feeling quite herself. She did not want to admit that her favorite cohesive thought was 'tomorrow is a Hogsmeade day!' Then she began humming lightly under her breath thinking about Snape insisting that she take the two boys with her. Oh well, maybe they would like to go…I might as well ask them before HE demands I do. All the while, in the back of her mind was the little voice chanting, "I just want my best friend back."
SSS
The next hour and a half went well. The whole class was being grilled in the properties of various potions ingredients. Even Granger was having problems coming up with the correct answers. Harry watched the girl struggling with detached interest. He felt he knew her from somewhere before...
Harry licked his lips feeling them chap up in the cold classroom. He didn't understand what was happening to Draco and himself. He looked at Pansy, whom Draco said that he knew before also. He could not figure out how she could be so old if she and Draco knew each other as babies.
His brain was working on overdrive. Could he and Draco be in the future? Maybe they did something to the gods and they were being punished by being turned into little children. 'That would explain why that Granger girl reminds me of someone.' He thought. 'No, that can't be it. It has to be something else. It just had to be.' There was also the little fact that Harry didn't believe in a god.
"Can anyone tell me what a newt's eye can do to a sleeping draught if added?" Snape looked around the classroom. He glared intently at Granger as if daring her to answer. He felt a smirk coming on as he realized he had finally stumped the whole class. "Come now. No one?"
Harry tentatively raised a hand. He and Draco used the potions text book to help Draco with his reading last night.
"Mr. Potter?" Snape inquired. He was in a bit of shock, as was everyone around them. Well, everyone except Draco. He just shrugged his shoulders as if this were an every day occurrence.
"If you put the newt eye to a uhh…" Harry was feeling a little bit nervous with everyone staring at him. "Well, you see, the whole point of a newt's eye is to thicken or lessen the potion depending on which potion you use. If you use one newt's eye it will thin the potion, thus changing a sleeping draught into a pepper-upper potion. If you more than one newt eye to the potion it becomes a vile useless potion. The usual reaction is to throw up blood."
Snape dropped his wand which was currently in his hand. He stared at the boy then blinked, unsure as what to say.
Draco clapped his hands. "Couldn't help being a smart ass, right?" Draco used foul language he heard in the common room and saw no problem in using it.
Snape was still in shock. 'And he is only a kid!' he thought. "Umm, yes, that is correct. 20 points to Slytherin." He smirked as the Gryffindors stood up, ready to protest. "Seeing as Mr. Potter is currently in Slytherin house I must award the points to his house. He smirked at the now livid Hermione Granger.
"Professor Snape, that is totally unfair! Harry Potter is in Gryffindor House!" She was completely ignored by the smirking professor as the bell rang and they were excused.
Draco looked at Harry proudly. "If I had known that we could answer those questions I would have done it in the beginning. Then we could have spared some of those poor students the humiliation."
Snape heard him and gawked. "Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, come here." He looked down at the seven-year-old and the six-year-old. "How do you know the answers to 6th year potions questions?"
He bored into them with his patented Snape glare…the one that said I shall enjoy killing you very slowly if you do not do what I want… He was not about to believe anything without proof that it was real.
"Well, Sir. Harry began teaching me how to read since last year and well, we have been over the potions book probably a hundred times." Draco watched him to see if he was giving the correct answer.
Snape positively glowed as he nodded to the two of them. "Good! I shall expect you to participate in this class from now on. And the other classes?"
The boys groaned but nodded an affirmative.
SSS
"Snape is weird." Harry announced finally, breaking the silence that had descended at the dinner table. Dinnertime was generally quiet at Hogwarts unless something of interest was happening. The Slytherin table, having survived a grueling day, was busy eating instead of talking. For the most part, the whole hall was silent, only the occasional burst of laughter could be heard.
Most of the children were quietly anticipating a sleep-in until twelve and then a quick trip to Hogsmeade. Harry was just thinking about Snape and how the intimidating man had been nice to him that morning. It had been really nice getting anything from the man other than anger. He had been expecting it, the anger that was, to happen during Potions Class for some strange reason when he had answered that question.
"Mawart?" Draco asked, mouth full of food.
Harry just rolled his eyes. He looked back down at his charms book and resumed reading. He was hoping he could find the answer to why this world didn't feel 'quite right' to him. "Maybe I am just paranoid." He thought. It was just that he really, truly did not want to go back to the Dursley house, and he especially did not want to be around Uncle Vernon.
He was snapped out of his thinking by the sound of someone clearing their throat. "Umm, Hello, Harry." He looked up to see the girl he recognized as Granger standing there. "Hello, Ms. Granger." He said formally in a bored tone, not really wanting to engage in conversation with the girl. "Yes?" He added when she did not immediately speak again.
"What the hell do you want?" It was a boy with black hair. He was tall and masculine. Harry had learned his name yesterday, Blaise.
"I am here to talk to Harry. I believe this is a free country and I may talk to whomever I please?"
Harry saw Blaise narrow his eyes at the girl.
Then Goyle looked up at her, a smirk plastered on his face and asked sweetly, "Does this table look like America to you, Granger? No. It doesn't. Now be a good mudblood and toodle away."
Hermione was surprised that something intelligent had come out of the boy's mouth. Then she looked down and noticed that little Draco was giving her a glare also. Sneering down at him she thought 'stupid!'. She was glad that she had forced Ron to sit down while she tried to coax Harry into coming over to the Gryffindor table to sit with the rest of his house.
"Harry, I was wondering if you would like to sit with us at the Gryffindor table so we can talk."
Harry looked at her oddly. "Why would I want to do that?" He wasn't about to admit to her that he did not know who she was. She was still standing there so he decided he had better say something else. Before he could another voice cut in.
Draco quirking an eyebrow and added, "I believe that whatever needs to be said can be said right here." He used a bored detached voice similar to what Harry had used earlier that day.
Hermione glared at the kid. "Fine then!" She sat down in front of Harry, making some of the house gasp. "Hello, Harry. I am Hermione Granger." She extended her hand so he could shake with her.
Harry eyed her carefully and lifted his own hand to shake. He unconsciously moved closer to Draco, pressing his hip to Draco's. After briefly touching her hand he quickly brought his own hand back down under the table to hide it while grabbing Draco's hand. He knew that if someone saw their hands intertwined that Draco would have a fit. So he made sure that his huge sleeve covered their hands. Draco returning the squeeze of his hand comforted him.
She was still there and he knew he was required to talk to her. "Um, Hello." He said knowing that he was repeating himself.
"Errr… So, what are you reading?" Hermione inquired thinking that this would be so much easier if Harry had been placed in his own house.
"Charms. We have an essay due on Monday and I decided to give it a go." Harry was a bit sharp, not knowing if he could trust her.
Hermione looked at Draco who was glaring at her jealously. 'Well this can't be good!' she thought to herself. "Ummm… Are you sure you won't come over and visit with the rest of our house? I would feel a lot more comfortable and we could discuss our theories as to why the goblins of Amsterdam were at war with the wood nifs there."
'Wait a minute…Our house?' her statement sounded odd to Harry. "I'm sorry. I am not in a house." Harry said with a confused look on his face.
"No! He will stay right here, Granger. You can talk to Harry just fine right here!" Draco sounded positively livid.
Hermione flinched and returned Draco's glare. Apparently the little Malfoy was not letting his even smaller friend out of his sight no matter what. Then she smirked at Draco and added sweetly, "My! Aren't we just the possessive little one?"
Harry was in shock at this point. "OK! No more games." He snapped. "I want to know why you think I am in your house. I am so tired of everybody saying we will be told when it is time." Harry hissed angrily at Hermione as he clenched his fist on the table and stood up on his knees on the bench to deliver his best glare.
"Umm…" Hermione was flabbergasted. She wasn't sure what she should say.
'It will be too much for them.' She looked around when she felt magic surround her. Harry was livid. He wanted to know what was going on and what he wanted to know right now!
Draco looked fearfully at Harry. He could tell that his magic was slowly seeping out of the boy's body. He was losing control and Draco knew he had to help. He put his hand on Harry's shoulder and looked at him pointedly.
Harry must have understood the look because he slumped back down and all the cutlery and glassware stopped rattling. He peeked around fearfully wondering why the whole hall had gone so quiet and realized that they were not sure if they should intervene or not.
Hermione risked setting him off again but she really wanted to get him away from the Slytherins so she could talk to him and figure out what was going on. "I'm sorry, Harry. I can not tell you. I don't think you could handle the information if you did know."
Harry glared at her then flipped his hand in frustration. "Fine! Whatever! Your theory?"
Hermione looked at him oddly. "What?"
He explained in a frustrated tone of voice, "Your theory, you said you had a theory. I would like to hear it so we could trade notes, yes?"
She smiled, liking this brainy Harry who liked to study much better than the older Harry who didn't seem to care about his classes.
Draco immediately began feeling neglected the minute they started conversing and possessively grabbed Harry's hand not caring who saw. He felt much better when Harry turned to him and smiled before retuning his attention to Granger.
Harry was right, he had been thinking about why Pansy was so much older than them also. It was also weird that he felt like he already knew how to control his magic. He felt like he was living a new life, yet he knew he was still in the middle of his old life also.
'Maybe we have both already been though this and we have been in an accident or something that has changed us.' He thought as he sighed. He felt a headache coming on and he still had to pay attention to things: things like Granger's slip-ups. She said that Harry was already in a house. Gryffindor house to be precise. Maybe that chest in their room that they had not bothered to open yet held some of the answers that they needed.
SSS
They forgot all about looking into the chest that night. They both fell asleep in the same bed again, each promising the other that this would definitely be the last time they slept in the same bed together. Mostly they were just too exhausted to argue. It was tough doing the work of a sixteen-year-old when you were only six and seven.
SSS
"They are suspecting things, Headmaster." Snape said. "What should we do?"
The headmaster looked out through the window as he sipped his tea. "Nothing, Severus. I have a feeling that they will find out tomorrow."
Snape glared at him. "What do you know?"
Dumbledore chuckled at the look of frustration on his Potions Master's face. "Nothing is certain, Severus. Just an old man and his hunches." He smirked as Snape stormed out of his office then looked down at his candy dish. "And he did not stay long enough to be offered a lemon drop!"
SSS
Whatever was happening could not be good news Wormtail thought as he shot quick glances at the freak his old master had become. He flinched as the thing opened its mouth and began to laugh crazily.
"Hahahahahaa" Voldemort cackled cruelly. "Those fools!"
Wormtail looked down fearfully. "I am sorry, Milord. But what do you find so funny?"
Voldemort just looked at Wormtail in a detached manner. "Something wonderful. CRUCIO! CRUCIO!"
Wormtail screamed in agony when the curse hit him. What little sane part that still existed in his mind wondered what was awful enough for Voldemort to consider it wonderful…
Author's notes:
Thank you my Beta reader...Thanks reviewers ( Looks at ice owl) "You....just made Ashlie-chan the most happiest person...You see we beted that if some one told me if my beta was a girl ( i suspected that it was a she but didn't tell her) then I would buy her dinner...glares she has very expensive taste....but thanks anyway)
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