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Hermione's eyes widened, but she just turned back to the circle.

"Quite alright, potter," LaRaine said, "We're just having a large group discussion. Well…we're finished now…and now all our children will be one year older!"

"Oh, Jesus," said Harry, as Hermione stood up and headed for a desk, "One more year…he'll be three then. That means he'll be walking."

"Yeah," said Hermione, "He will be a little tougher to handle."

The groups lined up. Ron, again, was being difficult to hold so Hermione set him on the ground and allowed him to crawl around until he had to drink the potion.

He did not grow at all. He stayed the same size. And then fell asleep.

After the last group was done, class was dismissed.

"I can't believe you skipped your game," Hermione said, "Your first game of the season and you skipped it to come to class."

"Hey…it's almost like Ron's birthday, and I would never miss that," said Harry.

Hermione didn't say anything. But they finally came upon the common room and stated the password.

"We won!" Ginny exclaimed as soon as the door opened, revealing who was coming in, "Harry! We won! Two hundred and eighty to seventy!"

She hugged him tightly as Hermione wandered off to an empty table. Harry was mobbed by team players and was given a play-by-play on what happened at the game. Finally he was able to get over to Hermione and Ron…who was now awake.

"Sometimes the after party is the worst," said Harry, "Hey, Ron."

Ron looked up, he had been drawing on a piece of parchment with crayons.

"Where did the crayons come from?" Harry asked.

"The bag," said Hermione, "What are you drawing, Ronnie?"

Ron paused, and then picked up a black crayon and scribbled over what he had just finished drawing.

"Why did you do that?" Harry asked, reaching over and taking the parchment. But the picture was now not distinguishable with the black crayon scribbling.

Parvati and Seamus walked over with Lavender just then.

"So I take it you played well?" Harry asked Seamus.

"I was alright," said Seamus.

Ron slid off of Hermione's lap and walked over to Lavender. Harry turned back to Seamus.

"I think Ron's better," yawned Seamus, "Well…on one of his good days."

"You were just as good as him," said Parvati.

"At least we have a new backup," said Harry, "Instead of McClaggen…when Ron's back to normal I'm sure he'll be happy." Harry glanced around. "Um…"

"Oh, dear," said Parvati, "Did anyone happen to see where they went?"

The four stood up and began walking around the common room, weaving in and out of groups. Finally they found Lavender.

"Lav," said Parvati, "Where's Ron?"

"I don't know," said Lavender, shrugging.

"Oh, dear," said Hermione.

Soon more and more people were searching for Ron. Under tables, upstairs, downstairs, in dark corners, and just absolutely everywhere.

"Do you happen to be looking for a red-headed toddler?" asked a witch in a portrait to Harry.

"Yes!" Harry exclaimed.

"He's out in the hallway," said the witch.

"How did he get there?" Harry asked in shock.

"I'm not sure," said the witch.

Harry ran out of the common room and spotted Ron wandering down a lit corridor. Harry ran after him and scooped him up.

"You're going to be the death of me," said Harry, "I'm now starting to wish you were normal aged again! At least you can take care of yourself. How did you get out?"

Ron just blinked, and then struggled to be let back down. Harry kept a hold of his hand as they walked back to the common room.

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