120 year old baby------1st night with the trio

Harry starred at McGonagall as if she had just sprouted another head. Was she serious? Does she really expect me to look after him? After what happened last year? (Harry is still angry about how Dumbledore ignored him all year)

He looked down at the young boy that was in Hermione's lap, he was looking at one of the books McGonagall had given him, but you could tell he was becoming bored. And he didn't seem to notice that they were talking about him. Harry looked up at Ron who was looking really shocked and then at Hermione.

She was looking at him encouragingly. He looked back at the boy and sighed, I guess I can't say no can I? He thought watching the boy now looking curiously at all the pictures in the new book Hermione had just gave him.

"Well Mr. Potter, are you going to accept your responsibility, I'm sure Miss. Granger and Mr. Weasley will be happy to help you with our young charge"

"Excuse me Professor, but why me? I'm sure there must be someone better for him to be with"

If you can think of a better person to look after him then tell me Mr. Potter; however I feel that you will be perfect to look after him." Seeing his uncertainty she continued "Look Mr. Potter, she looked anxiously at him now "the headmaster is in a lot of danger now, more than you are, if the dark lord was to find out about this then he will probably get his most loyal servants to destroy him. And that will certainly not help us in this war".

Harry looked back at McGonagall. He was stunned to see that she had a pleading look on her face.

Deciding not to make a fuss, he nodded in acceptance. This is going to be a hard year, he thought.

"Thank you, Mr. Potter; I'm sure you will do a fine job in protecting him."

She smiled at him.

"Now I want you all to make sure that he is safe at all times, he must never leave your sight understood" All three nodded.

"Also I want you to watch anyone closely that comes close to him, we don't want anything to happen to him. I will be informing the rest of the staff, the order, and I suppose the Minister".

They all sat there in silence for a minute, then for the first time Ron spoke. "What will happen with our classes' professor, will we still have to go to them? It was quiet obvious by the look on his face that he was hoping for no lessons.

"Yes Mr. Weasley you still have to go to your lessons, you still have to study for your Newt's you know" Ron's face fell but he nodded anyway.

Mc Gonagall sat back in her chair and looked at them all, Hermione was looking at Albus, Ron was looking at the floor and Harry was starring at the desk. This is all for the best, she heard herself saying in her head.

After a few minutes silence she decided to finish the meeting.

"Right now that you all know what to do I will ask you now to head back to the common room and make our little headmaster feel welcome. I will inform some house elves and have them put some necessary objects in your dormitories". "However you will need to buy some toys and more clothes for him on your next Hogsmeades visit".

Everyone stood up and headed towards the door. "Goodbye Albus, I'll see you in the morning" she smiled when she saw him smile shyly into Hermione's shoulder, covering his mouth, but showing his eyes.

Closing the door, she quickly set about informing everyone.

The journey back to the Gryffindor common room was a very awkward experience for them. They saw many students pass them by, looking at the little boy curiously, making Albus feel very nervous.

Harry saw that Albus was getting uncomfortable and seeing that Hermione could not ease him decided to take him off her.

"Stop Hermione, let me take him" Hermione handed Albus over to Harry and continued walking. Albus looked up to see who was holding him now; he was glad to see that it was the nice boy who stroked his hair.

He let out a sigh and then buried his face in the side of Harry's neck, already calmed down.

The trio saw how much the kid had relaxed in Harry's possession and they all smiled. Finally they reached the fat lady. "Password oh my who is that? Is he your child? Did no one tell you about these things what PIG SNOUT! Said Harry quickly. She looked at them disappointed but opened anyway.

The three of them quickly entered the common room, which to their misfortune was full of 6th years. They all starred at the little boy who was looking at them all carefully. Suddenly one of them spoke. "What's going on Harry? Is he ok"?

"He's fine" said Hermione quickly, "but he is a little shy"

Katie Bell got up from where she sat and moved closer to them. "Aw he is so cute! Can I hold him Harry?

Harry didn't think that was a good idea, he wanted to make the boy comfortable, not uncomfortable, and, wait, did she just say her headmaster was cute? Weird! "Not yet Kate, he is a little shy and he needs to get used to us"

She nodded, even though she was disappointed, and sat back in her chair. Harry took Albus over to the couch and started to look him over. He knew there was nothing wrong with him, but he wanted to get a good look at him. He doesn't look too bad, thought Harry, just a little shook up.

He realized that the boy was looking at him strangely; he looked as if he wanted to say something.

"Are you ok Albus, is there something wrong"? Everyone in the room, turned to look at him.

Albus looked around the room at the others; he wanted to tell Harry what was bothering him, but he didn't like being starred at. The little boy looked down at his lap before saying what was bothering him.

"I need go wee wee" he said in a whisper. He seemed sort of embarrassed by asking. Harry only just barely heard what he said, he didn't expect that, but then again it was just a matter of time before he got that nervous and needed to use the bathroom.

"It's ok Albus, come on then, do you want me to take you"? The boy nodded. Harry picked the boy up and took him towards the bathroom. He settled him in the toilet and then waited for him to finish. When he was done and dressed again, he took him to the sink to be washed.

Harry looked at little Albus. He noticed that the boy had not talked much yet, which was worrying him a little. Give him time, he thought to himself.

"Do you feel better now Albus"? The boy nodded, but again looked as if something was on his mind.

"Albus are you Ok, what's wrong little one"? Albus looked up at him and then with a little sigh asked what was really worrying him. "Where's is mummy, daddy? Is daddy going to spank me for leaving the garden? Harry starred at the boy for a little while; he had a feeling that is saw going to be something like that, but he was still a little shocked about the spanking bit.

"Why would he spank you Albus"? The boy looked down quickly then answered. "Daddy said he would if I left the garden" Suddenly the boy looked up at Harry looking worried, he then stared to plead. "Pease don tell daddy I left the garden, I don't want to get spanked, Pease"? What if he was a friend of daddy's? thought Albus, I'll be in lots of trouble.

Harry looked at Albus for a while, not knowing what to make of it. He always thought the headmaster had a good childhood.

Seeing the scared look and the growing tears on the boy's face he quickly reassured him.

"It's Ok Albus, I'm not going to tell your Daddy you're here, and your not going to be spanked, you're not in trouble, you're safe little one".

He smiled to reassure him, which calmed him down a little.

They both sat there like that for a while when Albus started to yawn and rub his tiny little eyes.

"Are you tired Albus"? Albus nodded.

Harry moved to pick him up. "Come on then, let's go and get you ready for bed then yes"?

The boy nodded into his shoulder. Walking back into the common room, he saw that only Hermione and Ron were left. They must have got rid of the others when they saw how uncomfortable they had made Albus, thought Harry.

"Is he feeling better now Harry"? Hermione had looked away from the fire and was now looking at there new young charge.

Harry Nodded, "yes he is, but he's tired". Hermione nodded. "I looked in the girl's dormitory, but didn't see any baby items in there, so I assume they are in your dorm".

Ron snorted. "Just our luck, we have to have the bloody baby in our dorm, I'll probably not get one minutes sleep with that kid in there, why not the girl's dorm, there better at taking care of baby's than boys".

Hermione looked at Ron disgusted and angry. Does he not care at all?

"RONALD WEASLEY, will you stop thinking about your bloody self for once in your life, incase you have already forgotten, Mc Gonagall asked US to look after him, not just me, and for your information, boys are just as capable of looking after kids as well as girl's, so why don't you stop being sexist and accept it".

Ron sat there looking very shocked at her outburst. She had said so much so fast he was having trouble remembering it all.

Hermione hadn't noticed she had got to her feet. She had been so angry she was sure she frightened Albus. Hermione decided that she needed to get away from Ron before he tempted her to shout again. "I'm off to bed now Harry, Goodnight" "Goodnight Hermione"

Hermione bent down to Albus who was sitting in Harry's lap looking a little apprehensive. "Goodnight Albus" she said smiling. She quickly gave him a peck on the head and then stood up to her full height.

Albus eyes followed her as she stood up. Seeing that she had calmed down he gave her a weary smile. "Goodnigh Minee".

Hermione's smile grew wider at the sound of the boy saying her name. She then headed up the stairs to her dormitory.

After she had gone Ron turned around to Harry. "Have my eyes just deceived me or did I just see Hermione kiss our headmaster"?

Harry just nodded, knowing what he was thinking. He looked back down at Albus who was looking more tired than what he was before. "Ron, I think we should get him to bed now".

Ron nodded, now looking annoyed again. They both got up and headed towards the boys dormitory. Entering they saw that everyone else was already sleeping in there beds. There was some baby clothes laid out on Harry's bed and a cot in the middle of the room.

Harry sat on his bed and started to get Albus dressed in his pajamas, while Ron got ready for bed. Harry had a little trouble getting the clothes on the boy seeing as it was his first time with a baby, but he managed to get them on. Harry was pleased with the pajamas the house elf's had created for him.

The trousers were completely red, while the top only had red sleeves; the middle bit was white with a fluffy bit over the top of a picture of a lions head in the middle. He looks really cute. Thought Harry, but quickly stopped himself. Wait Potter stop, what are you thinking? He still is the man that made your 5th year hell; he still ignored you all year. Don't forget that.

Looking back down at Albus and watching him rub is eyes again he picked him up and settled him in his cot.

"Goodnight Albus" he said colder than intended, and then quickly went back to his bed. However he didn't turn quickly enough to miss the sad look on the boys face.

Climbing into his own bed he tried to work out what was going on. He didn't mean to be cold just then, but he was still angry at the man for hurting him last year. What was Mc Gonagall thinking? He didn't know how to take care of a child; he had never had any experience with them.

Harry laid awake thinking about his new dilemma and listening to his mates snore. He looked at the clock. It was midnight and he still wasn't asleep.

With an aggravated moan he got out of bed, knowing he was not going to get to sleep until he thought of something that could help him. Walking down to the common room, which still had its fire blazing because the house elves hadn't been yet, he sat down in the arm chair and starred into the fire.

What am I going to do?

About half an hour later, Harry had come up with a simple idea. He was going to have a talk with Mr. Weasley (Ron's Dad) when he was not busy. Since he had so many children, he was bound to be helpful.

Suddenly Harry heard a soft sob from the stairs. Turning around he saw Albus standing on the stairs, half hidden behind part of the wall. He was holding a Lion teddy bear that Harry had found on his bed.

"Hey Albus, what are you doing up out of your cot?" He asked softly, not wanting to upset him, like he did before.

Still sobbing Albus spoke. "B b bad dream, d d daddy mad"

Harry guessed that he had had a dream that his dad had got mad at him for "leaving the garden"

"Oh it's ok Albus, come on, come to me" Harry opened his arms as a welcome.

The boy quickly walked to Harry and flung himself onto his lap. Holding him tight, he let Albus cry out his fear, while Harry gently rubbed his back and kept repeating that it was ok.

It took Harry almost half an hour, before Albus had stopped crying. Harry turned Albus around so that he was sitting on his lap in the direction of the fire so that he could get a better look at his face.

"Are you Ok now Albus"? The boy nodded, he still had tears on his face.

Harry reached forward and gently rubbed of the remaining tears. "Such a lot of tears tonight Mmmm" Albus looked up at him. Harry smiled at him. "Do you want to go back to bed now Albus? The boy looked towards the fire for a bit and then down at his lap. He didn't want to be left alone.

Albus then shook his head slowly, and then looked up at Harry. "I don wan to be lone" he said before looking back down into his lap.

Harry sighed, how was he going to get him to sleep now? I suppose he will have to sleep with me.

"Do you want to sleep with me then Albus"? He asked watching him carefully.

The boy looked up at him and nodded. Harry saw that the boy had a look of relief on his face. Smiling Harry picked him up and took him back up stairs. He put the boy into his bed and then climbed in next to him. As soon as he was in, Albus had moved closer and had an arm around Harry's neck. Harry laid his head down deeper into the pillow and then put a protective arm around the toddler.

"Sweet dreams Albus" he said before he closed his eyes and feel asleep.

Mean while down in the Slyitherin common room, Malfoy was writing a letter to his father, with a very evil grin on his face.

I'll make sure that Dumbledore is "sorted out" he thought. Father will be very pleased with me for telling him about Dumbledore being "Indisposed". Malfoy chuckled a little at the thought.

Once Malfoy was finished, he sealed the letter and snuck out of the dungeons to head up to the owlery. He reached the owlery with luck. He had, unfortunately made it all the way up there without being caught. Smirking, he made his way to one of the owls and tied the letter to its leg.

Sod Mc Gonagall, he thought. I can tell whom I wish about the headmasters condition. No one tells a Malfoy what to do.

Once finished tying and telling the owl where to go, he watched the owl fly away until he couldn't see it anymore.

While I tell my father the news about the headmaster, I'm sure he would pass the good news on to higher power, say THE DARK LORD.

Smirking even more he turned and left the owlery, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

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What do you think? Malfoy is such an arse in this.