What to do?
Everyone that was in the potions classroom at that exact moment could tell you how eerie it was to, at first have a headmaster then with in seconds have a baby boy in the exact same spot the headmaster was in.
The whole class had gone silent after realizing what they had done. It was so quiet in fact that you could of heard a pin drop.
No one, out of all the students in Slyitherin and Gryffindor moved, nor said anything; all they did was staring at the small auburn haired boy that was currently the headmaster. Until...
"Now you've done it Longbottom, you'll be expelled for sure this time and I can't wait to see them drag your fat arse out of the school" Everyone looked from Malfoy, the owner of the comment then to Neville. Neville was shaking from head to toe with fear that Malfoy might be right. He tried to keep his sobs in. he was a Gryffindor after all.
Malfoy was looking at Neville, stupid fat lump; he just doesn't realize how think he is. He was about to say something more when Hermione butted in. "Hey, leave him alone. It was an accident he didn't mean to do it; anyway our main concern is with the professor himself not with who's to blame" At that moment everyone's attention was back on the small professor.
The small boy looked up at all the students with fear and curiosity. Who are these big people? He thought. Where am I? Are they friends with daddy? He looked around the room and saw that he was not in familiar surroundings.
This isn't my home. Where is mummy and daddy and albey? (Albey will be short for Alberforth)
Oh no he thought. I'm lost. Daddy told me not to wonder off again other wise I get spank.
He softly started to whimper at the thought of getting spanked again. He was always getting spanked. His brother would always get him into trouble by pretending that he did all the bad things that his brother actually done.
You're in for it now, he thought to himself. Daddy will punish you for not staying in the back garden.
He continued to whimper, a little stronger now, not only for realizing that he was in trouble, but also the fact that he didn't know where his family were or who the people around him were.
Hermione saw the little boy start to sob more and more. Bless him. He must be so scared right now. She looked around the classroom quickly and seeing that no one was going to do anything, she decided that she would be the one to move. She took a quick glance at Harry before slowly making her way around to the toddler's side of the desk and, seeing that the boy looked up at her slightly afraid, she crouched down slowly to his height so that she wouldn't look intimidating.
She looked at the little boy in front of her carefully. He is so cute, she thought. She smiled at him to show that she was a nice person and that she wouldn't hurt him.
He saw her smile at him. She looks like a nice lady. He tried to stop himself from whimpering, but he couldn't, he was very scared about what his father would do. He wondered for a moment if the lady was going to tell his dad that he left the garden, when she started to talk to him.
"Hello little one, my name is Hermione, you're going to be ok" she slowly held out her arms to him so that he could find comfort in them. He was a little unsure whether he could trust her. Daddy had always told me not to trust people you haven't known for a long time.
But seeing that he didn't know anyone that was there he decided to trust her.
He made his way over to her out stretched arms and crawled into them. Once he was safely in her arms and felt hidden from all those starring eyes he began to cry.
Hermione started to rub the tiny child's back as he cried. She rocked him a little to try and get him to calm down. "There there, it ok" she cooed into his ear.
"Hermione" she turned her head to see Neville standing really stiffly staring at them with concern and worry in his eyes. "Is he ok"? He started to tremble slightly.
"He's fine Neville, just a little scared because he doesn't know where he is or where his parents are". Neville just stood there looking at the floor in utter shame and guilt.
"Is there anything I can do"? He asked so quietly that it was almost a whisper. However everyone in the class heard him, even unfortunately Malfoy.
"You can pack you stuff Longbottom, you're too thick to be here, why don't you do us all a favor and free us from your pathetic existence".
Neville started to shake and whimper in shame as Malfoy's words struck a cord in him.
"Leave him alone Malfoy, was he talking to you, no he wasn't so why don't you do us a favor and shut up" Harry was angry now, this was the first time he had spoken and he was angry, he didn't like how the little boy shook when Malfoy was harassing Neville. Everyone in the class was now looking at him. Malfoy was literally stunned for a bit, but recovered quickly. He was about to reply with something else, but didn't get a chance.
Harry had started to move towards Hermione, who was holding a crying little headmaster. He bent down next to them; the boy was looking at his carefully wondering if he could trust the boy who had just had an argument with the other boy. The boy was watching Harry intently, He wondered if it was a good idea to touch him. Hermione seemed to notice this, "Albus this is my friend Harry, he won't hurt you" softly, so that the boy would not be scared, Harry raised his hand to the boys head and started to stroke his hair. Soon the little child was starting to relax. Hermione starred at the little boy in her arms for a while, glad that she was not alone to comfort the boy. Bringing herself back to reality she looked up at Neville and answered his question.
"Neville, could you go and get Professor McGonagall so that she can see what's happened to the headmaster"
Neville looked at Hermione, thankful that he was able to get away from Malfoy. He nodded and quickly left the classroom.
Harry and Hermione continued to comfort the small child until the professor came bursting through the door. She didn't see the young boy sitting in Hermione's arms.
"Now Miss Granger, My Longbottom told me that you wanted me Oh my!"
Mc Gonagall looked down at the tiny boy in Hermione's arms in shock. The young boy had his head buried in Hermione's shoulder; he was sitting sideways on her lap, facing Harry who was stroking his delicate little head. His face, what she could see of it looked like he had been crying. She looked around the room and saw that the headmaster was not there. This must be him then.
Poor Boy, she thought he looks so innocent.
She realized that she had not given any instructions yet. Quickly she got back into her self. "Class is dismissed, since you haven't got a teacher, you may go early, but do not utter any word of this event to anyone. If any of you do you will lose more than 100 house points"
Once everyone had left, only Hermione, Harry, Ron, Minerva, and Albus remained.
They all looked down at the little boy; they were wondering if he was alright, he hadn't said anything yet.
Little Albus saw that they were looking at him. He slowly moved his head around to look at everyone. Why are they staring at me? Am I in trouble? Who is that new Lady there? He started to shiver a little. He had only just noticed how cold it was in there. Mc Gonagall saw this.
"Hermione, I think we should go to my office, I'm sure it will be a lot warmer there than here". Nodding in acceptance Hermione slowly turned Albus around and held him tight as she stood up and walked towards the door.
Albus had placed his arms around her neck and looked around behind her head at the other people. They all had there heads down. There was the weird red headed boy that he didn't like very much, he looked to funny. And there was the boy with black hair, he really liked him. He seemed like someone he could trust.
Soon enough they were in Mc Gonagall's office, Minerva sat behind her desk and told the others to sit as well. Hermione sat in between Harry and Ron with little Albus on her lap, who was looking a little frightened. "Right now" she said looking down at Albus. "Hello young man, my name is Minerva, what's your name" Albus didn't know whether he should answer her. He had only met her for a few minutes. However he didn't want to upset anyone yet.
"Abus" he said shyly.
Everyone looked at him, pleased that he was speaking.
"Well hello Albus, How are you feeling"? "Ok" he said, he didn't want to talk too much. He didn't know if he was aloud.
Minerva saw that he was a little uncomfortable with talking so she decided to give him something to do. "Here Albus, why don't you have a look at these books that I have for you here" Minerva picked up a few pieces of parchment from her side of the desk and transfigured them into baby books.
Albus looked at the books on the desk, he had never had books to himself before, and he always had to share with his brother
He looked up at, Nerva is it? He didn't know for sure. Then to the girl he was sitting on, then at the nice boy.
He then, seeing no negative reaction picked up a book and begin to look through it.
"Right now, Hermione, why don't you tell me what happened". Hermione told her what happened with the potion and what happened afterwards.
After hearing what happened, Minerva called for a house elf. "What can Dobby do for Miss Mc Gonagall miss" he said bowing till his nose touched the floor. "I need you to fetch madam Pomfrey for me Dobby, and tell her it is urgent". Dobby was gone in a flash, and within minutes he had the school nurse with him.
"You called Minerva" she said as she walked in, only seeing the Gryffindor trio and not the little boy.
"Yes Poppy, I need you to check Albus over for us" Minerva pointed to the boy in Hermione's lap. Poppy could not believe it was the headmaster. She starred at him in shock for a while before, coming to her senses and going back to her normal nursing attitude.
Albus let her check him over, he carefully watched her through as he was not sure if he should trust her.
Sooner than expected she was finished. "His health is normal, nothing out of the ordinary. I'd say that he now is 2-and-a-half years old, but how long he will stay that way I don't know, but I am sure that he will not change back anytime soon"
"Thank you Poppy" To say that Minerva was scared by this truth was an understatement, she was practically petrified. Not only was she now the brains of Hogwarts until he gets back to normal, but if Voldermort found out about this, he will surely come and try to take over Hogwarts. And not only that, if Albus is not is save hands, he will surely kill him too. So who could take him?
She was trying to think of someone to take care of little Albus when she was disturbed from her trail of thought.
"Professor are you Ok, what are we going to do about the Professor Dumbledore?
Mc Gonagall looked up and saw Harry looking at her with concern; he obviously knew the danger that was mounted upon them.
She smiled at him, suddenly having an idea. "I'm fine Harry; however you do know the danger that now faces us, not only him (looking at Albus so that he won't know they were talking about him) but Hogwarts and the entire Wizarding world as well.
They all nodded. "Professor, who is going to take the headmasters position, and who will teach potions, and who will look after him while he is this age" asked Hermione with concern, looking at her. Harry also looked at her, waiting for an answer.
"I am going to take up the headmaster position while he is, uh, indisposed, as for my classes I'll just have to find a substute for now, potion, Professor Snape will be back to teach so not to worry there. "However", she said, sitting closer to the desk and looking directly at Harry "the guardian of our young charge here will be you Mr. Potter."
Everyone that was in the potions classroom at that exact moment could tell you how eerie it was to, at first have a headmaster then with in seconds have a baby boy in the exact same spot the headmaster was in.
The whole class had gone silent after realizing what they had done. It was so quiet in fact that you could of heard a pin drop.
No one, out of all the students in Slyitherin and Gryffindor moved, nor said anything; all they did was staring at the small auburn haired boy that was currently the headmaster. Until...
"Now you've done it Longbottom, you'll be expelled for sure this time and I can't wait to see them drag your fat arse out of the school" Everyone looked from Malfoy, the owner of the comment then to Neville. Neville was shaking from head to toe with fear that Malfoy might be right. He tried to keep his sobs in. he was a Gryffindor after all.
Malfoy was looking at Neville, stupid fat lump; he just doesn't realize how think he is. He was about to say something more when Hermione butted in. "Hey, leave him alone. It was an accident he didn't mean to do it; anyway our main concern is with the professor himself not with who's to blame" At that moment everyone's attention was back on the small professor.
The small boy looked up at all the students with fear and curiosity. Who are these big people? He thought. Where am I? Are they friends with daddy? He looked around the room and saw that he was not in familiar surroundings.
This isn't my home. Where is mummy and daddy and albey? (Albey will be short for Alberforth)
Oh no he thought. I'm lost. Daddy told me not to wonder off again other wise I get spank.
He softly started to whimper at the thought of getting spanked again. He was always getting spanked. His brother would always get him into trouble by pretending that he did all the bad things that his brother actually done.
You're in for it now, he thought to himself. Daddy will punish you for not staying in the back garden.
He continued to whimper, a little stronger now, not only for realizing that he was in trouble, but also the fact that he didn't know where his family were or who the people around him were.
Hermione saw the little boy start to sob more and more. Bless him. He must be so scared right now. She looked around the classroom quickly and seeing that no one was going to do anything, she decided that she would be the one to move. She took a quick glance at Harry before slowly making her way around to the toddler's side of the desk and, seeing that the boy looked up at her slightly afraid, she crouched down slowly to his height so that she wouldn't look intimidating.
She looked at the little boy in front of her carefully. He is so cute, she thought. She smiled at him to show that she was a nice person and that she wouldn't hurt him.
He saw her smile at him. She looks like a nice lady. He tried to stop himself from whimpering, but he couldn't, he was very scared about what his father would do. He wondered for a moment if the lady was going to tell his dad that he left the garden, when she started to talk to him.
"Hello little one, my name is Hermione, you're going to be ok" she slowly held out her arms to him so that he could find comfort in them. He was a little unsure whether he could trust her. Daddy had always told me not to trust people you haven't known for a long time.
But seeing that he didn't know anyone that was there he decided to trust her.
He made his way over to her out stretched arms and crawled into them. Once he was safely in her arms and felt hidden from all those starring eyes he began to cry.
Hermione started to rub the tiny child's back as he cried. She rocked him a little to try and get him to calm down. "There there, it ok" she cooed into his ear.
"Hermione" she turned her head to see Neville standing really stiffly staring at them with concern and worry in his eyes. "Is he ok"? He started to tremble slightly.
"He's fine Neville, just a little scared because he doesn't know where he is or where his parents are". Neville just stood there looking at the floor in utter shame and guilt.
"Is there anything I can do"? He asked so quietly that it was almost a whisper. However everyone in the class heard him, even unfortunately Malfoy.
"You can pack you stuff Longbottom, you're too thick to be here, why don't you do us all a favor and free us from your pathetic existence".
Neville started to shake and whimper in shame as Malfoy's words struck a cord in him.
"Leave him alone Malfoy, was he talking to you, no he wasn't so why don't you do us a favor and shut up" Harry was angry now, this was the first time he had spoken and he was angry, he didn't like how the little boy shook when Malfoy was harassing Neville. Everyone in the class was now looking at him. Malfoy was literally stunned for a bit, but recovered quickly. He was about to reply with something else, but didn't get a chance.
Harry had started to move towards Hermione, who was holding a crying little headmaster. He bent down next to them; the boy was looking at his carefully wondering if he could trust the boy who had just had an argument with the other boy. The boy was watching Harry intently, He wondered if it was a good idea to touch him. Hermione seemed to notice this, "Albus this is my friend Harry, he won't hurt you" softly, so that the boy would not be scared, Harry raised his hand to the boys head and started to stroke his hair. Soon the little child was starting to relax. Hermione starred at the little boy in her arms for a while, glad that she was not alone to comfort the boy. Bringing herself back to reality she looked up at Neville and answered his question.
"Neville, could you go and get Professor McGonagall so that she can see what's happened to the headmaster"
Neville looked at Hermione, thankful that he was able to get away from Malfoy. He nodded and quickly left the classroom.
Harry and Hermione continued to comfort the small child until the professor came bursting through the door. She didn't see the young boy sitting in Hermione's arms.
"Now Miss Granger, My Longbottom told me that you wanted me Oh my!"
Mc Gonagall looked down at the tiny boy in Hermione's arms in shock. The young boy had his head buried in Hermione's shoulder; he was sitting sideways on her lap, facing Harry who was stroking his delicate little head. His face, what she could see of it looked like he had been crying. She looked around the room and saw that the headmaster was not there. This must be him then.
Poor Boy, she thought he looks so innocent.
She realized that she had not given any instructions yet. Quickly she got back into her self. "Class is dismissed, since you haven't got a teacher, you may go early, but do not utter any word of this event to anyone. If any of you do you will lose more than 100 house points"
Once everyone had left, only Hermione, Harry, Ron, Minerva, and Albus remained.
They all looked down at the little boy; they were wondering if he was alright, he hadn't said anything yet.
Little Albus saw that they were looking at him. He slowly moved his head around to look at everyone. Why are they staring at me? Am I in trouble? Who is that new Lady there? He started to shiver a little. He had only just noticed how cold it was in there. Mc Gonagall saw this.
"Hermione, I think we should go to my office, I'm sure it will be a lot warmer there than here". Nodding in acceptance Hermione slowly turned Albus around and held him tight as she stood up and walked towards the door.
Albus had placed his arms around her neck and looked around behind her head at the other people. They all had there heads down. There was the weird red headed boy that he didn't like very much, he looked to funny. And there was the boy with black hair, he really liked him. He seemed like someone he could trust.
Soon enough they were in Mc Gonagall's office, Minerva sat behind her desk and told the others to sit as well. Hermione sat in between Harry and Ron with little Albus on her lap, who was looking a little frightened. "Right now" she said looking down at Albus. "Hello young man, my name is Minerva, what's your name" Albus didn't know whether he should answer her. He had only met her for a few minutes. However he didn't want to upset anyone yet.
"Abus" he said shyly.
Everyone looked at him, pleased that he was speaking.
"Well hello Albus, How are you feeling"? "Ok" he said, he didn't want to talk too much. He didn't know if he was aloud.
Minerva saw that he was a little uncomfortable with talking so she decided to give him something to do. "Here Albus, why don't you have a look at these books that I have for you here" Minerva picked up a few pieces of parchment from her side of the desk and transfigured them into baby books.
Albus looked at the books on the desk, he had never had books to himself before, and he always had to share with his brother
He looked up at, Nerva is it? He didn't know for sure. Then to the girl he was sitting on, then at the nice boy.
He then, seeing no negative reaction picked up a book and begin to look through it.
"Right now, Hermione, why don't you tell me what happened". Hermione told her what happened with the potion and what happened afterwards.
After hearing what happened, Minerva called for a house elf. "What can Dobby do for Miss Mc Gonagall miss" he said bowing till his nose touched the floor. "I need you to fetch madam Pomfrey for me Dobby, and tell her it is urgent". Dobby was gone in a flash, and within minutes he had the school nurse with him.
"You called Minerva" she said as she walked in, only seeing the Gryffindor trio and not the little boy.
"Yes Poppy, I need you to check Albus over for us" Minerva pointed to the boy in Hermione's lap. Poppy could not believe it was the headmaster. She starred at him in shock for a while before, coming to her senses and going back to her normal nursing attitude.
Albus let her check him over, he carefully watched her through as he was not sure if he should trust her.
Sooner than expected she was finished. "His health is normal, nothing out of the ordinary. I'd say that he now is 2-and-a-half years old, but how long he will stay that way I don't know, but I am sure that he will not change back anytime soon"
"Thank you Poppy" To say that Minerva was scared by this truth was an understatement, she was practically petrified. Not only was she now the brains of Hogwarts until he gets back to normal, but if Voldermort found out about this, he will surely come and try to take over Hogwarts. And not only that, if Albus is not is save hands, he will surely kill him too. So who could take him?
She was trying to think of someone to take care of little Albus when she was disturbed from her trail of thought.
"Professor are you Ok, what are we going to do about the Professor Dumbledore?
Mc Gonagall looked up and saw Harry looking at her with concern; he obviously knew the danger that was mounted upon them.
She smiled at him, suddenly having an idea. "I'm fine Harry; however you do know the danger that now faces us, not only him (looking at Albus so that he won't know they were talking about him) but Hogwarts and the entire Wizarding world as well.
They all nodded. "Professor, who is going to take the headmasters position, and who will teach potions, and who will look after him while he is this age" asked Hermione with concern, looking at her. Harry also looked at her, waiting for an answer.
"I am going to take up the headmaster position while he is, uh, indisposed, as for my classes I'll just have to find a substute for now, potion, Professor Snape will be back to teach so not to worry there. "However", she said, sitting closer to the desk and looking directly at Harry "the guardian of our young charge here will be you Mr. Potter."
