Chapter Four
"It's worth a try," Sirius said the next day.
"I really doubt Severus Snape would want to help out Harry, Sirius," Remus commented, making sure to keep his voice low so he wouldn't wake up Harry.
"It's worth a try," Sirius repeated himself. "I mean, some sort of potion ought to turn Harry back to thirteen."
"Or," Remus said, "You could wait for Harry to turn back. He's already progressing, Sirius. It shouldn't be that long. Four or five weeks to say the least."
"But it's worth a try, Remus. You can't be sure unless you try."
"You really are crazy," Remus commented. "Severus hates your and Harry's guts. What makes you think he'll brew up a potion to turn him back to thirteen? What makes you think he even knows a potion to brew to turn Harry back?"
"I know you think I'm crazy, Moony. You told me that when I went out in the storm to see Harry and the Hospital," Sirius reminded him.
"Looks like some things never change," Remus said with a grin.
"Anyway, I'm not sure if Snape will brew a potion to turn Harry back to thirteen. I'm not even sure if he knows that sort of potion," Sirius admitted. "But, I'm going to try. For Harry."
"For me?" A sleepy voice questioned with a yawn.
"You're up," Sirius said, going over and planting a kiss on the top of Harry's head.
"Yeah. Whe' you goin'?" Harry mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
"I'm just going to see if Snape can brew a potion to turn you back into your thirteen year old self. You stay with Moony, all right?"
Harry nodded. "Remy an' me go to Hogmeade?" Harry asked, knowing that everyone else would be there. Sirius couldn't help but grin, and he didn't bother to tell Harry that he pronounced Hogsmeade wrong. He nodded.
"If it's all right with Remus." Harry looked up at Remus expectantly.
"It okay, Remy?"
"Yeah," Remus replied, smiling. "It's all right."
Harry let out a whoop, running back into the bedroom to slide his clothes on.
"Harry, you'll be good for Remus, won't you?" Sirius asked.
"Me always good," Harry replied seriously. Sirius smiled.
"All right. Bring me back something from Honeydukes, won't you?" Harry nodded brightly.
"I dunno why Siwi goin' to Mr. Snapey," Harry said to Remus. "He might give Siwi a potion to…to…turn my hair a diff' color.." Harry shuddered.
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"And why, exactly, should I do this?" Snape drawled. "Especially for Potter. Give me one good reason, Black."
Sirius paused, biting his lip. A habit he had learned and quickly adapted from Harry. "Because if you don't…then Harry will keep clinging to your leg and never let go. If you find and brew a potion to turn Harry back to a thirteen year old, you don't expect him to cling onto your leg at that age, do you? No. So there's my reason. Find and brew the potion, or Harry will cling to your leg and never let go," Sirius concluded, feeling proud of himself. Snape grimaced.
"You don't expect Potter to cling to me forever," Snape said with a satisfied smirk. "He'd have to let go sometime or other, Black."
Sirius shrugged. "Prepare for Harry to be sleeping in your chambers, then." Snape's lip curled in disgust.
"Very well. I'll see what I can do." His eyes flickered to the door, as if doing that Sirius might take the hint and leave. Or just vanish into thin air. He didn't. "Well?" He snapped. Taking the hint, Sirius left.
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"Siwi!" Harry called, running from Lupin's side and over to Sirius. "I got Honeyducks fudge for you." Harry glanced at Remus before adding, "Remy and me."
"Firstly, it's Honeydukes, and secondly it's 'Remy and I,' " Sirius corrected, kissing the top of Harry's head. "And thank you." Harry grinned proudly. Sirius cast Remus an odd glance. "What is it, Remus? You don't look too good."
"I'm not. It's the full moon is in two days."
Sirius gave a sigh. "You're not serious."
"No," Remus grinned faintly. "You are."
"Who's going to watch Harry?" Sirius asked. "I'm going with you tomorrow, and I can't bring Harry with us. It's too dangerous."
"Why don't we ask Harry who he wants to look after him?" Remus suggested.
"All right," Sirius agreed. "Who do you want to look after you, kiddo?" Harry bit his lip, a sign that he was thinking hard. Finally, a grin tugged at his lips.
"Mr. Snapey!"
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"No," Snape said, almost immediately after Sirius asked Snape to look after Harry. "Definitely not." He curled up his lip in disgust as he looked down at the little boy that clung onto Sirius's hand.
"Please? You know what goes on on the full moon," Sirius explained. "It'll only be for a while." Sirius couldn't believe how desperate he was. Begging Snape to look after Harry.
"I have classes," Snape replied coldly. Sirius groaned inwardly. Did he have to be so stubborn?
"Not at night you don't."
"I wanna, um, go wiff Mr. Snapey to his classes," Harry spoke up.
"Definitely not," Snape said. "No."
"Peas?" Harry asked, pouting. "I wanna go to Mr. Snapey's class."
"No. And that's final." Snape narrowed his eyes, before continuing down the long corridor.
Sirius heard Harry give an exasperated sigh. "Do you really want to go to Snape's class?" Harry nodded. "Don't worry, kiddo. You will," Sirius promised.
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"Not you," Snape said as he peered down at Harry who was standing innocently by him.
"Me," Harry replied with a grin. "Siwi lemme come to you class."
"Do not make any noise," Snape hissed. "Do you hear me, Potter? Sit down on that stool and make no noise at all."
"Aye, aye, cap'n!" Harry said, saluting the Potions Master. He sat on the stool not far from Snape's desk, watching as the students took their seats. He grinned and waved to Ron and Hermione, who waved back energetically. As Snape started to talk, Harry couldn't help but feel bored. He suddenly wished he was back with Sirius, cuddled up with him or just talking with him. With Snape's back to him, Harry decided to get up from the stool and walk around a bit.
"'Ello," Harry whispered to Ron as he walked past.
"Hey, mate," Ron greeted, glancing up at Snape quickly to see if he saw Harry and Ron talking during his class.
"'Ello, Memione," Harry said to Hermione, who was by Ron.
"Shouldn't you be over by Professor Snape?" Hermione asked quietly. "He may not like you walking around and talking to us."
"Me bored," Harry replied, yawning as if to prove his point. "I 'uno why I wanna to come his class," he continued with a shrug.
"I don't want you to get in trouble, Harry," Hermione said.
"Me won't," Harry reassured her. He saw Malfoy out of the corner of his eye and scowled. Giving a sigh, Harry decided to go back and sit on the stool until Snape came back to his desk. Maybe Snape would let Harry go back to Sirius, seeing as how Snape didn't want Harry in his class in the first place.
"Bye, Bye, Won," Harry said quietly, so only Ron and Hermione could hear him. "Bye, bye, Memione."
Hermione grinned. "Bye, Harry. Be good." Harry nodded, and started walking back towards Snape's desk. Maybe he would stick his tongue out at Malfoy on the way by, Harry wondered to himself.
Harry had no time to react as Malfoy (without being noticed by anyone except Harry) stuck his foot out. "MR. SNAPEY!" Harry yelled out as he went down, causing several bursts of laughter, snorts and giggles from the class.
"What is it, Mr. Potter?" Snape hissed, and Harry could've sworn he saw a faint pink in the Potions Master's face.
"Malfwoy tripped me," Harry replied, sniffling. "It hurt."
"Detention," Snape said. "For both of you."
Harry got up and dusted himself off, letting his mouth hang open. "Me have 'Tention?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter," Snape said coldly. "For disrupting my class." And for calling me that horrid, "Mr. Snapey." Snape added silently.
"Siwi no gunna like this," Harry said as coolly as he could. He narrowed his eyes at the Potions Master. "He no goin' like this at all."
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"You what?" Sirius exclaimed. "A detention? You're not even eleven years old yet!"
"Do I haveta go to 'Tention?" Harry asked, shuffling his feet. "It was Malfwoy who tripped me. And made po'ton go boom!" Harry through his hands up in the air for exaggeration.
"Malfoy made the potion blow up?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded.
"He made po'ton go BOOM and turn me this," Harry said, looking down at himself.
"Don't worry, kiddo," Sirius said. "You're not going to go to detention. I'll talk to Snape when we go drop you off."
"Is Remy and you goin' be all right?" Harry asked.
"We've done this before, Harry," Sirius said, ruffling Harry's hair. "You know we'll be OK."
"'Tay," Harry said. "Time for Mr. Snapey now?"
"Yeah," Sirius replied, picking Harry up. "Time for Mr. Snapey now."
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A/N: All right, there's that chapter. I hope you enjoyed it, and I'll be posting the next chapter soon. Thank you for everyone who reviewed so far, keep 'em coming:-)