A/N: Hey all, here is the next chapter. It focuses mainly on Draco and Hermione and 6 year-old-ness. It is a just a chapter of them (with other things).
I got so many reviews since the last chapter. I think I got like 10 more, so thank you all, kay345, Lonelyfairy (don't worry, there will be more Lupin), average jane, Fallen-Angels-Whisper, starbryte234 (thanks for the help with the elf talk), PrincessAngelz, The Stump, paprika90, Jasmijn.
Now, on with the chapter.
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CHAPTER 7
"There you go Miss Granger, all better," said Madam Pomfry. She had just finished wrapping Hermione's ankle, which was sprained, and bandaging minor cuts on her legs and arms. She was now enjoying a rainbow lollipop.
Madam Pomfry then turned to Draco, who had turned quiet once he was taken to the hospital wing. Pokey and Poy, the two house elves, had quickly left dropping them off to prepare a room for the two children.
"Mr. Malfoy, please sit on the bed so I can mend your cuts," said Madam Pomfry.
"I don't need you to fix them. They will fix themselves," answered Draco stubbornly.
'The boy is just as stubborn as he is when he is seventeen.' "Mr. Malfoy, if you let me look at your cuts, I will give you a lollipop," said Madam Pomfry, hoping to sway the child with candy.
"Can I have any color?" asked Draco, somewhat perked by the offer.
"Yes."
"Okay, fine. You can look at my cuts, but first I want a red lollipop."
Madam Pomfry went and got the lollipop and handed it to Draco. Draco then got on the bed and let Madam Pomfry look at his legs. But, unlike Hermione, Draco was wearing pants, that were way to big and making it hard for Madam Pomfry to look at his legs.
"Mr. Malfoy, will you please go behind that screen and put on a pair of shorts you see back there?" she asked. She often kept clothes that could be used when examining patients.
Draco then looked at her, not sure exactly what to do. He was trying to act the way his father had taught him too, but he was somewhat confused as to what to do in the situation. However, his legs hurt, so he decided to do what she said. He now had the lollipop so if his father asked why he let himself be examined, he could say he got a lollipop out of it. Which, he thought, was a beneficial deal. After a minute, Draco came back out of the room wearing a small pair of shorts, which were still big on him; however, he was able to be examined.
"Mr. Malfoy, I need you to drink this potion. You have two huge cuts on your left leg, and this potion will eliminate any chances of infection and will reduce swelling and bruising, as well as heal them faster," said Madam Pomfry while offering Draco the potion.
However, Draco knew that medical potions always tasted bad, and didn't want to take it. If he had a hard time swallowing it, Hermione would have something to use if she made fun of him, and he was determined to not let that happen. However, when she took her potion she had coughed and gagged, so if he could get it past his taste buds and not gag, he could then use it against her. Being the ever daring person he was, he swallowed the potion in one gulp, and succeed in getting it down, but afterward quickly stuck the lollipop back in his mouth trying to get rid of the horrible taste.
"Alright children. You are done. I will send for your house elves, but then you are to return to you quarters. Professor Dumbledore says there is plenty of toys and things to occupy you there. Someone will be by within an hour to take you to dinner," said Pomfry while cleaning up her supplies. She then left the room to summon the house elves.
"Does your leg hurt," asked Hermione, forgetting that she had promised to not like Draco.
'Of course it does you stupid cow, it is all red, bruised, and swollen,' thought Draco, but of course answered with a, "Nope."
"Oh," said Hermione.
Just as Hermione was about to open her mouth again, Madam Pomfry came back followed by Poy and Pokey.
"You to will go with Poy and Pokey and be nice," said Pomfry. She had remembered the arguments Draco and Hermione were engaging in until she started examining Hermione.
"Yes ma'am," answered Draco and Hermione. Even though they were both six- year olds, they were still raised to be nice and polite towards elders.
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"Albus, what are we to do with them?" asked Professor McGonagall. She had just heard the news and all the information Snape and Dumbledore had on Draco and Hermione.
"Well, I do believe, they will stay in a room that I had prepared. It is furnished with all the necessities of six year olds, both magical and muggle, and the room can be accessed from certain areas. There is an access from your office, as well as from Severus'. Mr. Malfoy and Miss. Granger will be under both your care, however, each day, they will spend a class hour with a different teacher, who ever has an open class during the hour will serve as their baby-sitters," explained Dumbledore.
"What about the students. I know that Mr. and Miss Weasley, as well as Mr. Potter will want to see Hermione, even if she is six years old," said McGonagall.
"I have thought of that, and have decided that they may visit Miss. Granger in the afternoon during their free hours, as well as sit with her during dinner," answered Dumbledore.
"Do you think it wise to have tell the school that Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy have turned into their child selves?" asked McGonagall.
"I don't see why not. Without the threat of Voldemort, their safety will not be in jeopardy. Besides, if the search Remus is holding is successful and a new spell or potion is made soon, they should be back to their teenage selves after Halloween. It is only two months," said Dumbledore.
"I suppose so. Do we announce what happened at dinner? What if they are there?" asked McGonagall.
"Tonight, they are eating in their quarters. Pomfry told me that see will be giving them a sleeping potion so that way they can heal faster. We can inform the other students at dinner, but do not give the location of their room to anyone. I will talk to Miss Granger's friends after dinner and explain to them. Afterwards I will do the same to Mr. Malfoy's."
"Very well. If you excuse me, I will go inform Mr. Longbottom and Miss Miller of the news so they can calm down Mr. Weasley, I have heard he has been quite a ruckus in the common room," said McGonagall.
She was then dismissed and left to room and headed to the Head Dorms.
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"I want that bed!" shouted Draco.
"No, I get that bed. You get that one," answered Hermione pointing to the second bed.
The two of them had been arguing over who gets what bed for the last five minutes. The house elves had decorated the room with reds, green, silvers, and golds to make the children feel better. However, they didn't take into consideration Draco and Hermione would go by favorite colors rather than house colors, and currently, the two were arguing over who got the red bed. Although red wasn't Hermione's favorite color, hers was pink, but she still liked red better than green.
"I get the red bed, and that is final!" yelled Draco.
"Who decides you get that bed?" questioned Hermione.
"Me. And I say I get it!"
Just then, Snape stormed through the door connecting the room to his office. He had previously been informed of the room arrangements and had been listening to the arguing for last five minutes and decided he would end it.
"That is it! You both will have the same colored bed!" shouted Snape. He then quickly changed the color of both beds to silver. (It went best with the room colors and layout.)
Draco and Hermione then turned to him, both extremely angry.
"Fine," Draco said. "But if I have to sleep on a silver bed, can it have a snake on it?"
"Fine." Snape then put an embroidery of a giant green snake on Draco's comforter.
"But I want one! But not a snake, because I hate snakes. I want ponies and kitties and puppies," said Hermione.
Snape and Draco both looked at her like she had grown a couple of heads. 'I'm not even sure I can do that,' thought Snape. "As much as I hate to say this, how about a lion, instead of ponies, kitties, and puppies?" he asked, as if it was the hardest thing in the world.
Draco was still quite disgusted but chose not to comment. He would much rather had a lion decoration in his room than ponies, puppies, kitties, and whatever other girly thing she could come up with.
"Okay," said Hermione.
Snape quickly put the lion on her comforter and then turned to the children again.
"I do not want to hear anymore arguing tonight!" he said.
"Yes sir," they both answered.
"Okay, now play with your toys, and if anything happens call your house elves, you have them for a reason," said Snape. He then stormed out of the room, cloak swinging wildly behind him.
After he left and Hermione marched into the bathroom mumbling something about brushing her teeth, Draco decided to take the room in. He walked down to the entrance door and turned to look at the room. On his right, there was a sitting area with two couches, one red and one green, and a gold table. Near the sitting area was a fireplace (with spells to keep the children from using it and causing problems). On the other side of him was a bookshelf with books fit for any six year old as well has two chests full of toys.
Hermione then walked out of the bathroom went and sat down on the couches with a book she had picked out before.
Draco kept looking at the room. If he were to walk straight forward he would encounter three steps that lead him to a landing with a door on his right leading to the bathroom, and two beds in front of him. The one on the right belonging to him and the one on the left belonging to Hermione. Straight ahead was a huge window and below it was a bench seat that could possibly seat six people. Nightstands were on each sit of the bench and next to the beds. On the left side of him was a door that lead to both Hermione and Draco's closets. All in all, Draco really liked the room.
"Why are you just standing there?" asked Hermione.
Breaking Draco out of his concentration said nothing but went to the toy chest to look for something to play with. He had promised to himself earlier that he would not like Hermione and wouldn't play with her. And he was a Malfoy, so he would not break his promise, especially one to himself.
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"So you see, I expect you two to contribute to the baby-sitting that will go on. You both have the last period of the day free while majority of the professors do not. You will spend that time in the quarters of Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger just watching over them. After that class hour is over, you may leave, however, you can take them both with you. Also, as long as you are with them, they can leave their room," said McGonagall. For the past ten minutes, she had been briefing Neville and Sam on what happened to Draco and Hermione as well as telling them of their new duties. "Any questions?"
"No ma'am," they both answered.
"Alright, but if you have any, feel free to come ask me. I expect you are to tell everyone of the news, but please one of you inform Mr. Malfoy's friends, also," said McGonagall. She then got up and left the two to figure out who got to do what.
Neville, somewhat pale, then turned to Sam, but before he could say anything, she answered, "Don't worry. I'll go talk to Zambini and the rest of them for you."
"Thanks," said Neville now quite relieved. They both got up and left the dorm, Neville heading for Gryffindor Tower, and Sam heading for the Slytherin Dungeons.
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"What do you know, you're just a stupid boy!" shouted Hermione.
"I know that stories like that never happen!" shouted Malfoy back.
They were now arguing over the story of Romeo and Juliet. Hermione had been reading the child's version that she was able to understand.
"How do you know? You can't help who you fall in love with. They just wanted to be happy!" retaliated Hermione.
"And they are so happy now- they're dead!" answered Draco sarcastically.
"See, that's why, you don't like the story. You don't look at the whole thing!"
"I do too! That Juliet girl fell in love with a boy she couldn't have, which is just like girls, they go and screw everything up and make men miserable! Then she tricked Romeo into falling in love with her, which made him go against his father's wishes, which a son would never do. And then they die! I understand it perfectly!"
"That's not even the story!" shouted Hermione. 'How could he not know the story of Romeo and Juliet? He really is stupid,' though Hermione.
"Yes it is. That's what my cousin told me."
"And you're cousin is right?"
"Well, he is more right then you will ever be. Plus, he is ten and you're six, so I am gonna believe him. Big kids are always right!" shouted Draco. He knew his cousin wouldn't lie to him about something like this. His cousin told him about girls and how they tried to make boys all girly.
"Yeah, well I'm smarter than you!" retaliated Hermione. She believed that big kids were smart too. Although she knew not always because some of the bigger kids she knew had been wrong, but she never met Draco's cousin and didn't want to be mean about someone she didn't know. It's not his cousin's fault that he is related to Draco. But, she wasn't going to tell Draco that she agreed with him, on the fact that big kids were almost always right. But, she did know that Draco's cousin was wrong with his summary of the story.
"You are not! I am the smartest six year-old there is!" answered Draco.
"Really, who told you that?" answered Hermione.
"My mother. And she is always right. Well, except when Father tells her she is wrong," answered Draco as if it was common knowledge.
"Your mummy. Well that explains it. Mummy's always tell there kids that they are smart and stuff," answered Hermione.
"How do you know that?"
"Well, my cousin told me that. And she hasn't told me anything that wasn't true!"
Now Draco was going through the same thing as Hermione. He couldn't doubt Hermione's cousin because his cousin told him big kids were always right. It was part of being a big kid.
"Yeah, well maybe she was just talking about your mother that way," answered Draco, proud that he had thought of a comeback.
"No. I know I am smart. Other people have told me, and not only my mummy," said Hermione.
"Yeah, well I still think you are stupid!" answered Draco.
"Well, I think you're stupid too!"
Then both of them stormed off. Draco went to his bed to read his book on Quidditch and Hermione went back to her new favorite spot on the couch to finish reading her Romeo and Juliet story. However, neither one of them could get focused on reading their books, both of them were thinking how much fun it was to argue with each other, and how soon they could start another argument.
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END OF CHAPTER 7
There, lots of Draco and Hermione 6 year-old-ness. Next chapter expect more Hermione and Draco 6-year-old-ness, as well as everyone's reaction to the news. Next chapter, I plan to start moving forward (there will still be Dramione 6 year old dramas), but the story will start moving forward. But there will be plenty of Draco and Hermione, I have a bunch of scenes that are cute and/or funny for later on in the story, I just gotta get there.
Also, if you are unsure of like the time span so far, it has only been like 3 hours since they were turned into 6 year olds, hasn't been a full day yet. I'll let you know when days move on and all.
Alright, review, review, review, and if I get a lot, I might post a new chapter tomorrow. You just gotta motivate me to write one.