A/N: A week later…

Chapter Six

"I wann' go," Harry whined.

"You can't, Harry," Sirius argued.

"I wann' go see Matt!"

"You can't. Not while you're five years old—what do you think he'll say? He saw you last when you were thirteen."

"I will say I shrunk…" Harry debated.

"That's impossible, Harry," Sirius said. "There's such a think as growing; not shrinking."

"I'm bored though," Harry complained.

"Let's think of something to do, then." Harry paused.

"What 'bout Kidditch game?" Harry suggested.

"The Quidditch game is today, isn't it?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded.

"I don' get to play though," Harry said sadly.

"You will soon, though," Sirius said. "Look at how fast you're growing already. You'll be back out on that broom in no time, kiddo."

Harry brightened. "Yeah, I will won't I?"

"First, let's go see if Snape has found a potion yet, OK?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded energetically, taking hold of Sirius's hand.

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Sirius and Harry found Snape in the Potions classroom with piles of paper in front of him. Snape looked up when he saw the two standing in front of him. He sneered. "Can I help you?"

"Yeah, you can," Sirius said. "I'm still waiting for that potion, Snape."

"Impatient, aren't we?"

Sirius shook his head, annoyance getting the better of him. "Either you have it or you don't, Snape." Snape held up a potion bottle which was filled up to the top. Sirius eyed it warily. "It's not a potion that's going to turn Harry's hair green and silver, is it?"

"What do you think, Black?"

"I don't know!" Sirius said. "What am I suppose to think after the last potion you gave Harry? And I know you did that on purpose."

"It doesn't. Now take it and leave me be," Snape snapped, thrusting the bottle into Sirius's hands and turning back to his papers.

"Do you want to take it now, Harry?" Sirius asked as they were outside the Potions classroom. Harry shook his head.

"Not yet, Siri. Let's wait till after Kidditch."

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"Go, go, Gryffindor! Go, go, Gryffindor!" The Gryffindor's chanted as they sat in the stands, watching the Quidditch match that took place in front of their eyes. So far, the score was Gryffindor-60, Slytherin-60.

Because of Harry's 'condition' the new Gryffindor seeker was Ron. And although Harry wanted to say Ron was a good Seeker, he knew it was a lie. In Harry's opinion, Ron wasn't a bad Quidditch player. Just a little…raw.

"So are you going to take the potion after the game, Harry?" Hermione asked from Harry's left. Harry looked up and nodded. He had told Hermione when he had met up with her in the corridor just as he and Sirius were leaving Snape's classroom. He had told his friend about the potion Snape had brewed for Harry. Hermione was as unsure about the potion as Harry and Sirius was (Since what happened with the last potion Snape had given him.)

A loud cheer from the Slytherin stands told Harry that Gryffindor had lost. There was a disappointed sigh from the Gryffindor's, but Harry didn't care. His friend played a good game—raw or not.

"Good game, Ron!" Harry said cheerfully as he met up with Ron. Sirius and Hermione trailing behind.

"Not good enough," Ron grumbled. "We lost, if you didn't notice."

"I did notice," Harry replied. "And so wha'? You still played a good game."

"Harry's right," Hermione said. Harry didn't notice that Hermione or Sirius were now standing by him until she had spoke up.

"Anyway, Fred and George are having a party in the Gryffindor common room," Ron said, looking puzzled. "Though, I don't know why they want to celebrate our losing." He shook his head. "You wanna come with us, Harry?"

"Actually, I can't," Harry replied. "Sirius and me have business to attend to." Sirius chuckled.

"You'll see them tomorrow though," he told Harry. Harry nodded in reply.

"Bye, Ron. Hermione." Harry took Sirius's hand, feeling a sudden burst of butterflies in his stomach. Nervous butterflies.

"You OK, kiddo?" Sirius asked as they entered their room. Harry flopped down on the couch.

"Fine," Harry replied. "A lil' nervous. Where's the potion, Siri?" Sirius dug around his pocket, finally pulling out the bottle filled with the liquid.

"You ready, kid?" Harry nodded. Taking the bottle from Sirius, he pressed it up to his lips and drank. Almost immediately did start to feel sleep overwhelm him, and soon, Harry fell back against the couch sound asleep.

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews so far. Here are some responses for chapters 1-5:

WolfbainKohaku: Thank you for the reviews. Yes, my writers block is cured! Those 'aww' moments are my favorite, too!

athenakitty: I'm not sure…oh, and my other story? Yeah, I deleted it (for some reasons or other. Truth is, I just found I wouldn't be able to finish it.)

Rocks-my-socks: Thank you for the reviews! I know, I was laughing a bit, too when I was writing it…

Hug-Me: Yeah…little Harry got a detention… :-)

Jessica01: Thank you…I appreciate that :-)

NancyPotterBlackLupin: Well, I updated! Two chapters in one day, actually.

WolfbainKohaku: I used your idea of Harry saying Mr. Snapey in front of the class. Thanks, and I hope you're still liking the story…

halleem264: Thanks, glad you like it!

birds of morrigan: Thank you :-)

Lady Gallatea Ravenclaw: Well, I posted another chapter. Two chapters, actually.

Jessica01: Well, Snape said that Harry was partnered with Neville. Snape thought that Neville put in a wrong ingredient to blow the potion up, but it was really Malfoy who put in an extra ingredient that made the potion blow up and caused Harry to turn into a baby.

Jessica01: Yup, lol…

Hug-me: Thank you. I do update quickly, don't I:-)

WolfbainKohaku: Thanks, I think that was one of my favorite parts, too!

WolfbainKohaku: Mr. Snapey is a good name for Snape, isn't it? To be honest, I really have no clue where 'Mr. Snapey' came from. It just sorta…came to me!

Daughter Of Life And Death: Thanks!

Rocks-my-socks:-) Thank you very much :-)