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A/N: Hello all – welcome! Feel free to ignore my odd disclaimers…I'm afraid it's because of my craziness o) lol…
Anyways – here's a bit of fun that I thought I'd write, a cute idea in my opinion! Enjoy the wreckage, havoc, cuteness, humor, and try not to fall out of your seat while laughing too hard – lol…or should I say "awwing?". Read and review – but most importantly…E.N.J.O.Y!
…Grab some brownies first!
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"The De-aging potion. Anyone?" Snape drawled as soon as he walked into class. Hermione's hand was waving in the air, as usual, along with a couple others scattered here and there.
"Mr. Zabini?" Snape chose. No one was surprised. Naturally, it was a Slytherin.
"The de-aging potion is the opposite of the aging potion. The more one drinks, the more years one loses." Blaise recited, much like Hermione,"However, when the drinker loses an amount of years, or months, and becomes a certain age, the drinker will not remember anything after that age. Basically, they only remember the experiences they've had up to the age they have become. It will wear off in about one to two weeks, give or take a few. Right professor?"
"Correct. Ten points to Slytherin. Partner up, two to a cauldron. Ingredients are on the board. Remember to only add three drops of salamander blood." He swiftly sat down behind his desk, and paid no more attention to his class.
Harry and Ron took turns cutting up and carefully adding each ingredient. But first they made sure with Hermione, who was patiently working with Neville, that everything was correct.
The room was busy, people were shuffling through books, or walking up to the front, and back. A knock on the closed door startled everyone out of his or her concentration.
Ginny, a petite girl with curly red hair and fair skin, stepped in. Luna, a small blond girl, soon followed her with a dreamy expression etched across her face.
Ginny went up straight to Snape's desk, and handed him a note, whispering something while at it. Luna dawdled around the room, glancing curiously into each group's cauldron.
Snape quickly got up, and told the class monotonously, "I have to step out of the classroom for a few minutes, I trust that most," at this word his stare fixed on Harry, "of you are mature enough to act properly while I'm gone. Anyone, who steps out of line, will receive detention for a week, no exceptions." And with three long strides, he had exited the room.
Ginny walked back to Luna, who was just passing by Ron and Harry's cauldron and gave Harry a quick kiss, where Draco and Blaise now stood taunting them and Hermione and Neville, at the top of their lungs.
Just as Draco was going to add something to their potion just to torment them, Luna suddenly shrieked. Pointing to what Ron was holding, she screamed, "That's a Sectutra's horn!"
Neville, who had jumped at Luna's shriek, had knocked over his whole cauldron, which hurled dangerously towards a couple of students, who scattered as fast as they could.
There was a great deal of purple smoke that had mysteriously appeared at the scene, and Harry could've sworn he heard three light popping sounds.
Draco felt something clutching his leg. Restraining himself not to run around in circles, screeching like a three-year-old, he shook his leg repeatedly, hopping about.
Finally the smoke cleared. Confused and bewildered, the students were asking what happened, and the Potions classroom was now an uproar of cries. Hermione's loud gasp and a quick, "Look!" shut them all up, as they all crowded in, trying to see what the rest were shocked to see.
There, in the middle of all the chaos, stood Draco. Surrounding him, stood three tiny children, all dressed in Hogwarts' uniforms, all around the age of five or four.
Clutching Draco's leg stood an adorable girl around four years old. Her dirty blond hair was framing her smiling face, and her eyes were big, round, curious, and blue. She stood clutching tightly to Draco's leg, blinking up at all the tall seventh years. She had on the Hogwart's uniform, a skirt, a collared white shirt, a Ravenclaw tie, some black robes, and black shoes.
Next to her, sitting in Indian style on the ground, was another tiny adorable girl, except this time with flaming red hair, bouncing in curls on her shoulders. She seemed to be pouting, and her sweet face held many freckles. Her brown eyes held a shine, as they watered slightly. She was also dressed in the Hogwart's uniform, except this time wearing a Gryffindor tie.
On the other side of Draco, stood a cute and handsome little boy, probably five yeard old, with dark black hair and a scared face. He seemed to cower away from everyone, as they were towering over him. He had dark brown eyes, framed by thick eyelashes, which swiftly swept over the room. He was dressed in the Hogwart's uniform also, with black slacks, a white collared shirt, black robes, and this time, a Slytherin tie.
No one knew what to do. That is, until Ron gasped ever so softly, and whispered, as if almost too terrified to say it, "Gi – Gin – Ginny?" The red-haired girl looked up.
"Then," Hermione now understood, "you must be Luna." She questioned pointing at the blond girl clutching Draco, who was still unsuccessfully trying to pry her off.
"So you're –" Draco cut off Pansy.
" – Blaise."
Luna took this moment to look up at Draco with a wide smile, and sweetly say, "Puffskin!"
Draco looked aghast at the fact that this girl wouldn't let go of him. "Get off!" he yelled, trying to unwrap her arms around his left leg. Luna's lip trembled.
Lavender rushed forward. "Malfoy, you idiot, you'll make her cry!"
"Shit." Draco cursed, standing still at the number of wands pointed at him.
"You probably shouldn't curse in front of the children either…" some Slytherin in the back pointed out.
This proved true when the word echoed through the room, but this time Draco didn't say it. "Shit?" the shy Blaise asked, confused.
"Look what you've done Malfoy!" Hermione exclaimed, rushing forward. She crouched by Blaise, right next to Lavender who was still trying to explain to Luna why she should let go of Draco.
"Blaise, honey, I'm Hermione." Blaise nodded to show he grasped the name. "I need you to never say that word again, okay? It's a bad word."
Hermione scooped him up in her arms, as Pansy shrieked behind her, "Get your filthy hands off of him, Mudblood!" In a matter of seconds, everyone was shooting spells, or brawling with fists. Blaise burst into tears, and Luna still wouldn't let go of Draco, claiming that he was her Puffskin.
Harry's voice cut most of the fighting off. "Where's Ginny?"
Hermione swiftly looked around, her eyes only seeing one head of flaming red hair, which belonged to Ron.
"The door is open!" Seamus pointed out. Sure enough, the door that they had all thought closed, was now open.
Ron trembled. "What's wrong?" Hermione whispered impatiently, now very nervous. As Ron opened his mouth to speak, Hermione quickly sent Parvati to find the nearest Professor and bring him to the disaster.
"Ginny vanishing is not good." Ron whimpered, everyone was leaning in to listen now. "Ginny used to be disastrous. She had calmed herself down by Hogwarts, or more around ten years old." When no one reacted he exclaimed, "Don't you understand? She'll ruin everything, for all we know she might be burning down the Great Hall at this exact moment!"
The silence lasted for all about two seconds, when suddenly everyone made a great rush out the door.
"Wait!" Hermione called after them, "What about Luna and Blaise?" Lavender was the only one who stayed back, that is on her own will. Draco, on the other hand, couldn't move, oh he tried to alright, but Luna still refused stubbornly to let go of his left leg.
"I guess we should take them to Professor McGonnagal, right? She'll know what to do." Lavender suggested, as Hermione quickly scooped up a silent Blaise in her arms, as Lavender tried to do the same with Luna.
"Sweetie," she tried, "Don't you want to go explore this huge castle? It's got a lot of secrets that I could show you!"
Luna looked up hopefully, and smiled, "The delnisk has a lot of secrets too. But I like puffskins more, don't you?"
Lavender was about to give up, when Hermione cut in, "Luna –"
Luna interrupted her, "You can call me Anul!"
Draco snickered. Hermione started again, "Okay, Anul, will you explore if Draco," she pointed to him, "carries you?"
Lavender muttered a Silencio as Draco strongly protested to this arrangement. Too bad nobody was paying attention to him.
Luna nodded her head, and turned to a furious Draco, "I'm going to call you Puffy!"
Lavender laughed as she picked up Luna and instructed Draco how to hold her. She didn't check whether Draco understood or not, considering that no sound was coming from his lips.
Blaise laughed and Hermione instantly gushed over him. Draco muttered a string of silent curses as they left the room, Luna whining that "Puffy" wasn't holding her right.
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A/N: Aww – where's Ginny? Lol – you've gotta love the chibi kids – little Luna, little Blaise, and little Ginny. Lol – more like distructive Ginny, sweet Blaise, and an odd Luna o)
Poor Draco…or more like Puffy – eh? Feel free to suggest and give me your thoughts and ideas about my fic so far – Review…but most of all – hope you enjoyed it!
I loved writing it alteast! Review – thanks! (2nd chapter will come up soon, don't worry!)
Draco: whiny voice Why do I have to a loony stuck to my leg?
Me: thwacks him on the back of his head Don't call her loony! And she's adorable!
Draco: I'm adorable!
Me: smirks You keep thinking that…
Draco: puts on a sexy smile I will, don't worry.
Me: blushes ha, right! Thwacks him across the head once again
Draco: Oi! What was that for!
Me: For making me look like an idiot.
Draco: grumbles You are an idiot.
Me: What was that?
Hermione and Lavender: You've got to remember Malfoy, she owns you…
Me: What do you think about slash, hmm?
Draco: No! I didn't say anything! I LOVE YOU! Anything BUT slash!
Me: smirks more That's better. Much better.
P.S. Nothing against slash – I just prefer not to write/read it o)