Chapter: Polyjuice, Mr.Lupin, and Little Girls

Miss Linux the Penguin

As the smell of tea drifted through the kitchen, a calmness settled into place. Each occupant had time to reconsider the events of the morning (and those who hadn't been witnesses, had the chance to recover from the shock of seeing the five year old Remus J. Lupin). And for the first time in a long time, 12 Grimmuald Place was quiet and un-eventful (in relativity).

Dumbledore was the first to finish his cup of tea, and brought up the ever-pressing matter of the start of school (which just happened to be that very day).

"Molly," During the time of peace, Molly Weasley had found her way into the kitchen, and for the time being, had chosen to ignore the 'little' problem that sat in front of her. As an experienced mother, she sat back and enjoyed taking her time. Pacing herself, creating fear in the wrongful minds as they tried to fix their errors. When the proper time came about, she would be ruthless and unerring - taking no prisoners and showing no mercy. But until then, she sat back and drank her tea. "Re- Moony and Tonks were originally the planned escorts for today's trip to the Platform, correct?"

After pausing to take another sip of her tea, Molly answered, "I suppose so, but as the current... situation prevents that, we shall need to find an alternate plan." Ron, Harry, Ginny and Hermione starred at Mrs. Weasley, in shock and denial. The four had expected anger- and lots of it. And this current lack of was frightening.

Even more frightening? The evil glint in the one and only Sirius Black's (Maurader, Chaos Creator, Prankster, Master of Mayhem, King of Kiniving, Prince of Pranks, Etc. Etc) eyes.

"Molly," Aforementioned Maurader said, pausing for a moment, "Perhaps Moony and Tonks could still escort said trip. With some help, perchance?"

It was at this point, Arthur Weasley found his place within the conversation, laughing he said"Sirius, with what kind of help?"

"Magical Help." Sirius replied, the glint in his eyes sparkling even more.

Later

"WHAT?" Nymphadora Tonks was aghast. "You want to do WHAT?" Sirius had had some crazy plans in the past, but this, oh this went beyond crazy. But then again, she had to hand it to her cousin, this current scheme had its stronger points.

"Its EASY." Sirius whined. "All we- no I've got to do is take the potion, and TADA! I'm Moony, you're you, and well... Remus downstairs is.. well Remus. Its brilliant!"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No"

Ten Minutes Later

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"NO."

"PRETTY PLEASE WITH SUGAR ON TOP AND CHOCOLATE FROGS AND COCKROACHE CLUSTE-"

"Fine."

Half and Hour Later

"I can't believe it bloody worked." Standing in front of Nyphamdora Tonks was ... Remus J. Lupin- at his normal age. And standing next to her? Remus J. Lupin - at five years old.

"I told you it would work" Sirius-Remus said, grinning from ear to ear. Small-Remus was puzzled by the strange behavior of the two, wondering just when he would find time to get his revenge. Afterall, the tall black-haired man had eaten toast that was rightfully his.

"I... Well, lets see if Molly agrees." Tonks was flabbergasted, Polyjuice potion was supposed to lose its abilities within days, yet according to Sirius this potion had been in existence for too many years to count.

The two Remus-es nodded in agreement, and left to find Molly Weasley. Leaving Tonks to sort out her shock and confusion.

MEANWHILE

IN A CORNER OF THE KITCHEN. A DARK DARK CORNER

"Now, where is the choco-"

"OW! that was my foot..."

"Er.. Sorry bout that, so where's the hidden cupboard?"

"I don't know."

"OH STOP COMPLAINING FRED. I AM SORRY ABOUT YOUR SODDING FOOT!"

"You are?"

"Yes, Fred. I am."

"That's all I wanted you to say. And, look the cupboard opened!"

"You have the chocolate right?"

"Course I do."

"Good, things can only get better now..."

MEANWHILE. BACK TO THE OTHER ... PLANS.

Tonk's PoV

I had suspected that Molly would have enough sense to end Sirius' kiniving plan before anything went wrong.

I had assumed her mothering instincts and womenly intiution would have said : BAD IDEA. NO.

But, I had made a ass out of myself. And in turn, lost faith in my fellow females.

Even Ginny and Hermione agreed to it.

WILLINGLY.

sigh What I do for my friends... But before I go along with ANY of SIRIUS's plans, I need chocolate. and FAST.

Now, where would I be if i was a bar of chocolate...

In Remus' Secret Chocolate Cupboard of DOOM! that's where

(EEEEKKK!)

(CRASH!)

Oh Bugger It. The bloody cupboard is impossible to loca-

SPEAK OF THE DEVIL.

No Pain, No Gain. And it looks like I just gained one beautiful bar of Honeyduke's Fines-

Moments Earlier in the Living Room

NORMAL PoV

"RONALD. YOU CAN'T BRING EVERYTHING!" Hermione screamed, turning a rather... rare shade of purple.

"You think they'll ever get a clue?" Ginny asked, not bothering to stop reading her copy of the Daily Prophet.

"Na. Its too much fun to watch them fighting, they wouldn't rob us of our favorite past time, would they?"

"Course not," Ginny replied, very happy to see that her favorite green eyed seeker was back to normal - or at least not scared to come near her.

At that precise moment in time, a Remus Lupin jumped out from behind the couch, causing Ginny to shriek.

"EEEEKK."

And in result, Harry's ears to die a painful death ... again.

In the face of pain, aforementioned Remus John Lupin just smiled sweetly at his tormentees, and ran off to find someone else to annoy.

"CRASH"

"What was that?" Hermione turned to the kitchen, forgetting about Ron.

"Mommy?" A small meek voice ventured from the kitchen, as a small little girl wandered into view.

A small girl with bright pink hair.

MEANWHILE

IN A VERY DUSTY ATTIC

Sirius' PoV

YAHHHH!

Finally, I have a chance to reek havoc in the outside world.

Today is a beautiful day for chaos.

Remus' PoV

You, Mr. Black Haired Man, ate my toast.

Now You shall pay.

"BOOO!"

BACK DOWN STAIRS

"HOLY FU-"

Hermione took this as an invitation to pick the little pink haired girl up and cover her ears.

And what followed was a record breaking sentence, filled to the brim with some words that didn't even belong to the English Language.

Of course, Ron took this as an invitation to start laughing which earned him another death glare from a certain book worm. Which he took as an invitation to go find the rest of the luggage.