So the next day at 1:30, Harry, Hermione, and Ron headed to the classroom.
They got only a slight shock when they opened the door and saw Josh sitting in there with Regor and LaRaine. But Harry and Hermione said nothing at sat down at a desk, waiting.
Soon the room bean filling with "families" and the lesson started.
"So," said Regor happily, "I'll bet you that in the last week, for some odd reason, plenty of you lost their children?"
Murmurs and whispers filled the room, some people nodded.
"Well…that's okay," added LaRaine, "Because it was us…and our nephew, Josh."
(A.N HAHAHAHAHA, nephew. HA. Sorry. Bet you guys didn't see that one coming. Um…yeah. Sorry, it's early morning, here. I'm a little tired.)
Some people started to laugh. Harry and Hermione exchanged "we knew it" glances.
"But now," said LaRaine, "We're going to get to the good news. The Ministry of Magic has graciously donated us just enough bottle of Aging Potion…to change everyone back to normal."
Some people groaned unhappily. Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
"We have to do it in small groups, though," said LaRaine, "Only every other day we can change the students back."
"Why?" asked Hermione.
"Because it will take the students a day to wake up. Which means we have to give them the aging potion while they are in the Hospital Wing," explained Regor, "And they're aren't that many hospital beds."
"So, right now, who is willing to have their friends changed back?" asked LaRaine.
Harry raised his hand. Hermione couldn't because she was holding onto Ron. Seamus also raised his hand. And a few other people in the room.
"Alright, come with me to the Hospital Wing," said LaRaine, "The Aging Potion is there."
The groups followed LaRaine to the Hospital Wing.
"Just get the children settled on the beds," she said, "Then I will come around with the potion."
Harry and Hermione got Ron settled on the bed.
"Even though I want him back," said Harry, "I'll miss him."
Hermione nodded. LaRaine came to their bed with the potion in a bottle. She fed it to Ron. Then said,
"If you come back tomorrow he should be awake. But you have permission to stay here for a while if you like."
She then walked away as Ron transformed back into his 17-year-old body, his eyes closed.
"Yeah, this is better," said Harry positively, "At least now he'll talk."
Hermione rolled her eyes, taking Ron's hand.
"We have to get to class in fifteen minutes," she said to no one in particular, "We can come back tomorrow. Then he'll be awake."
"Yeah," said Harry, "Let's go."
Harry and Hermione stood up and left.
The next day they came back and Ron was awake and eating breakfast, talking to Dean.
"Hi, Ron," said Hermione, pulling up a chair.
"Hi!" he exclaimed.
Harry had half-expected him not to say anything.
"How does it feel to be back?" asked Hermione.
"Odd," admitted Ron, "I feel like I've been gone forever. So what have I missed?"
"Well, nothing," said Hermione, "Professor Kelarpie said that she had all your grades put on hold. So if you missed assignments it won't hurt your grade-"
"No," said Ron, "I mean as in stuff I'd actually care about."
"Well, we…lost," said Harry, "We lost a game against Hufflepuff."
"What?" Ron exclaimed.
"Yeah," said Harry, "This one Richardson kid beat me."
"Josh Richardson?" asked Ron, "He's a first year, Harry!"
"I know," said Harry.
"We'll beat him next time," said Ron, "So who took my place?"
"Seamus," said Harry.
"Oh. Was he good?" asked Ron, "I mean…better than me or worse? If he was worse that must be really sucky. So when's our next game? Or practice? I can't believe we lost…" he trailed off, "Well…um. Sorry, I'm ranting."
"Go ahead," said Harry.
"What?" asked Ron, "Usually by now you'd have interrupted me. Did you miss me talking or something?"
"You have NO idea," said Harry.
You'll kill me for this, but...Fin