Title: Accidents 2?

Author: Spikewil

Pairing: Harry/Severus

Summary: Harry has killed Voldemort, but it has the group staring in shock at certain teachers.

Rating: FRC

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the book and movies Harry Potter. They belong to J.K. Rowling. I just like to play with them. The plot, however, is completely mine!

Thanks to my fabulous betas Queen Sereya and Lunamoon. You two are the best!

A/N 1: Voldemort is dead! As in never coming back.

A/N 2: They are in their seventh year.

The next morning

Sirius, Remus and Severus calmly sat on the bed while watching their guardian. Severus reached out and touched Harry's cheek. The young man mumbled before his eyes opened a bit and Harry smiled at the sight.

Harry felt a warm small hand touch him before he woke up. As he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but smile as his pint sized family looked at him curiously. He sat up and attacked Sirius by tickling his sides.

Sirius squealed loudly as his tried to escape the nimble fingers. "Severus, Remus, help me!"

Severus giggled, as he did nothing to help Sirius. Remus, however, attacked Harry, trying to get him off his friend but stopped after realising Harry was too strong.

Harry changed techniques and attacked Remus and had the boy screaming for help while Sirius was laughing loudly before he looked at Severus. "Harry, it's Severus turn!"

"NO!" Severus screamed and tried to scramble of the bed. But he was too late; Harry's fingers found his sides and tickled unmercifully. He laughed and demanded Harry to stop as his sides began to hurt.

"So, now that we're all awake, it's time for a bath," Harry said, as he hugged the boys in his arms. He let them go and left the bed before walking to the large bathroom. Thanks to their advanced study of certain spells, Harry had made the bathtub charmed larger, big enough to fit three children and one adult.

When he returned, he laughed when he spotted three naked boys, as they were ready to get into the tub. He guided them into the bathroom before undressing himself. Harry wasn't sure if he should be naked, so just in case he left his underwear on. He lifted the boys and placed them in the water before joining them.

Albus had woken up early and was currently trying to wake up Minerva by shaking her arm. The girl grumbled but wouldn't wake up, so he walked towards the other bedroom. He peeked inside, seeing two bumps in the bed and sprinted towards the bed, managed to climb on it and began jumping up and down.

Blaise woke up the moment Albus jumped on his feet. The little boy was wide-awake as he continued jumping, waking Hermione in the process.

"What the…" Blaise and Hermione said in unison before looking at each other. They attacked the boy while Albus tried to fight them to let go of him. He felt himself being tickled and he squealed loudly.

Minerva woke up when she heard squealing and decided to look for the source. She watched Albus as the boy was trying to crawl away from the tickling fingers. She giggled before quickly running away as Blaise was stepping out of bed, heading towards her.

Blaise saw a light brown haired girl standing in the doorway before he decided to chase her. He laughed when he saw her eyes widen before she ran away. Blaise saw her heading towards her room and within several paces he had her in his arms, tickling her sides.

As Minerva tried to escape the nimble fingers, Hermione carried Albus into the living room after he had a small accident. The young woman and Albus watched the giggling girl before deciding that they both needed a shower.

"Why is Albus' pyjama wet?" Minerva asked when she looked at her friend.

Albus hid his face into Hermione's neck from embarrassment. "I tickled him too long," Hermione explained while undressing Albus as Blaise did the same for Minerva.

Blaise started the shower and placed the two children under the spray. They each washed a child, dried them and dressed them into their clothes that Hermione had shrunken for them.

Lucius woke up scared, not seeing where he was and he looked at his right, seeing a small centaur sleeping next to him. Daddy would be so mad, that he brought home friends when he wasn't allowed. He tried to shake the boy awake, but Firenze grumbled and continued sleeping.

Draco woke up with a strange feeling that something was wrong. He quickly stepped out of bed, waking his lover as he walked quickly to the childrens' room. He saw his father cowering in one of the corners of the room. Draco sighed, as he knew how it felt not to have any friends brought home. He gathered the boy in his arms and began soothing him.

Ron watched from the doorway at his lover and his father. Who knew Lucius could be this cute? His gaze changed to the little centaur on the bed as the boy was watching the blondes. "Good morning, Firenze. Did you sleep okay?"

Firenze, who had woken up by someone crying, looked at the redhead before nodding. He jumped out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. Ron let him as the boy had made it clear that he could wash himself. He waited outside while Draco was still holding his father, waiting for Firenze to come out.

"Firenze, why don't we head out to the Great Hall for some breakfast. Draco and Lucius will join us later," Ron suggested as he took Firenze's hand and together they walked to the hall.

The Great Hall was chaos when Harry entered. Ron was chasing Firenze as the centaur was throwing food at others while Albus and Minerva had built a tower of muffins, bagels and many other pastries. He didn't notice Sirius and Remus joining the food fight while Severus stood next to him, holding one of his legs. The only one besides Severus, who was calm, was Lucius. The boy sat on Draco's lap, silently eating his breakfast.

"What are we going to do, Harry?" Blaise asked, startled Harry from his thoughts.

"I thought about that before going to sleep. Perhaps we could take turns on writing down what we remember before I killed Voldemort, every spell and curse even every move we all made. Perhaps we can find something to help us," Harry suggested. "The couple that will start first, those children will be taken into the care of the other couples."

"But Harry, you already have three children. How are you going to handle another one?" Hermione asked worried.

"I will be okay. We can always baby-sit as a group if nothing works out," Harry answered as he watched the boys play. Ron had finally managed to get the children to stop their food fight and sit either on the floor or at the table eating.

"Who will begin?" Draco asked as his father was still clinging to him as if he was being abandoned, just like Severus was doing to Harry.

"Why can't we try together with the children in the Room of Requirement?" Blaise suggested.

"That's a great idea!" Ron exclaimed as he stood up with four children hanging on his legs. He slowly made his way to the table and sat down, erupting loud giggles from the toddlers.

"We never asked, but shouldn't we at least know the age of the children?" Hermione asked curiously.

Albus, who was following the conversation, thought it would be a good idea for them to know how old he was. "I'm four years old. See, this many fingers."

Hermione chuckled as the other children followed Albus' example.

"I'm four too," Minerva called out and sat next to Albus.

"I'm five!" Firenze said and stood next to Ron.

"We are four and a half," Sirius and Remus said in unison with a proud smile on their faces.

"And how old are you, Severus?" Harry softly asked the shy boy.

"Me this many," Severus mumbled as he showed Harry three fingers.

"Me too!" Lucius piped up as he pointed at Severus.

Suddenly without asking Ron plucked Lucius from Draco's arms and hugged the boy. Draco was frowning, worried when he saw his lover's bright eyes. "Excuse me."

When Draco took Ron at the other side of the hall, his worry entered his voice. "Ron, what's wrong?" he asked and together with Lucius, who had stayed very calm after being away from Draco's arms, they listened to Ron's soft answer.

"Just a bad memory from when I was little," Ron whispered as he held Lucius tightly. The redhead looked into the silver eyes of the shy little boy. "We will always love you, no matter how old you are," Ron said as he remembered his brothers teasing him that no one would love him until he reached a more mature age. It had hurt him badly, but he hadn't told anyone.

Lucius felt safe and hugged the redhead just as tightly before they joined the others again. Knowing it was private matter; they didn't ask what was wrong before gathering everyone to walk to the Room of Requirement.

"A room for children and research," Harry stated clearly before entering the room, immediately seeing a playground for the children and a library for the students.

"Wow, Minny, look, a sandbox!" Albus exclaimed as he ran towards the box and jumped straight in.

Minerva followed calmer as she explored the rest of the playground, a swing set, a seesaw and climbing rock. She sat on one side of the seesaw, anxiously waiting to see who would join her.

Severus ran towards the seesaw as well, but stopped when he saw he couldn't reach the other side. He laughed when he rose in the sky and was seated on the other side of the seesaw. Harry stayed behind him while he helped the two children play.

Lucius slowly made his way to the seesaw to see his friend laugh. "I want on the seesaw too," he mumbled softly as he waited impatiently for Minerva to leave.

Draco had followed his father and picked him up as they waited for Minerva to stop. The girl had noticed this morning at breakfast that the two youngest boys were friends and she decided to join Albus in building a castle. The moment she was off her seat, Draco placed Lucius on it and helped Harry with moving the seesaw up and down.

Sirius and Remus were climbing as they tried to go higher and higher before sitting on a rock, looking down. That's when they noticed the slide at the back of the rock. With war screams they went down the slide before climbing up again. Soon Albus and Minerva joined them.

Firenze was focused on the green field next to the swing set and hopped towards it and began galloping faster and faster, getting rid of his energy until he stood tiredly at the seesaw watching his friends giggle. A protective feeling passed over him as he watched Lucius and Severus, like they were his younger brothers, as he was the oldest of the bunch.

Blaise, Hermione and Ron had watched from a distance how the children and the two students played happily and care free which reminded them of their research.

"Now that we have written everything down what we did ourselves in the battle, what have we found out?" Harry asked curiously as his destroying Voldemort hadn't given him anything for a solution.

"The only thing I can come up with, that could help is Neville. He stood besides me and was mumbling something that I couldn't understand," Blaise explained.

"So, we need to find Neville. Maybe he can tell us his side of the story," Ron suggested as he held a sleeping Lucius. The boy had been exhausted when he and Severus had followed Sirius and Remus in the war cries as they slid down the slide.

"But now it's time for a nap," Harry announced suddenly after watching Lucius.

Every child that still had been playing stood still with widening eyes. "NO!" they said in unison and tried to escape their guardians' hands.

Blaise created a large mattress for the children to lie on while the students continued researching. It took them at least 30 minutes before they finally managed to get the children to take a nap. But it was the silence and the adoring sight of the sleeping children that had distracted everyone from their research.

"Did you find Neville?" Hermione asked curiously as they sat on the seats near the lake, enjoying the sun, after spending almost their entire afternoon in the Room of Requirement.

The children were playing in the shallow water, splattering each other until they were soaked. Severus and Lucius were tossing a colourful ball at each other while the others tried to swim in the shallow water.

"Yeah, he's heading this way right now," Harry said as he changed to his swim trunks and joined the children.

Ron and Draco followed shortly and one at the time they took a child and started swimming towards the deeper side of the water.

"Me now!" Lucius said as he watched Severus giggle when Harry placed him on the student's neck.

Ron chuckled, but obliged by placing the boy on his back. He spluttered when Lucius climbed until he was seated on Ron's neck, holding on to Ron's hair.

Harry and Ron stood in front of each other with an evil grin on their faces that only Draco witnessed. They circled around each other before playfully attacking the other with their arms, as if to try to push the other off their feet.

"Get him, Ron!"

"Push harder, Harry!"

The rest of the family stood by the edge of the lake watching the scene when Neville joined them. "Is that Severus and Lucius?"

"Yes, that's them," Blaise answered while still staring at Ron as the redhead kept placing one of his hands on top of the blonde's leg, just to make sure the boy was still seating firmly on his neck.

"They're very small," Neville remarked to no one.

It appeared that Ron was winning until the redhead lost his footing sending him and Lucius crashing into Draco who stood next to Ron.

Severus squealed loudly. "We won!" The young boy began bouncing on Harry's shoulders, making him wince, but Harry didn't do anything to stop him.

"Time to get inside," Harry announced as they all dried and dressed before making their way back to Hogwarts. As usual the children were chatting with the paintings, telling them what they had done that day.

"I think it's my fault that they are children," Neville began his story. "I wanted revenge on Bella, but all I could think of was what their childhoods must have been to turn out like this. And I think I had said that spell when you destroyed the Dark Lord."

"What was the spell?" Harry asked as he had already a curse book in his hands with Hermione sitting next to him.

"Regressial," Neville answered while he watched seven pint sized teachers stare at him.

"Ah, here it is," Hermione said, as she continued reading the book. "It's a harmless spell. It's supposed to last two months and within those two months, they will re-age every week. It doesn't state how many months or years they will become older."

"That means that they will be returned to themselves when the next year starts?" Ron asked curiously. "And shouldn't we explain this to them, so they know the truth."

Draco embraced Ron as the redhead became emotional again. "What have those twin brothers of yours done to you?" the blonde whispered.

"Maybe we can tell them when it's bedtime, you know, as a bedtime story," Neville suggested.

"Bedtime story!" Severus demanded when he heard the word. That was his favourite thing to do with Harry. He clapped his hands when he saw Harry nodding.

"But it's not time for bed yet," Firenze sulked as he stood next to Draco.

"No, it isn't, but it is time for diner," Draco said before ruffling the centaur's hair.

"Couldn't we stay in the Slytherin dorm these two months, so the children stay together?" Hermione suggested when Ron and Harry were finished with rearranging the rooms and beds.

Sirius, Remus and Severus were huddled in Harry's lap as the young man sat on Crabbe's bed with a blanket surrounding them. On Draco's bed, Ron and Draco sat with Lucius and Firenze while Blaise and Hermione had Albus and Minerva in bed with them.

"I thought normally centaurs sleep standing up?" Ron whispered when Firenze snuggled under the blanket.

"I'm not normal," Firenze whispered hurtful when he heard the words.

Ron was startled and took the boy's face in his hands. "No, not normal, but very special," the redhead answered as he stared into the brown eyes. He hugged the small centaur to his chest as tears filled those eyes. After the boy was calmed and was snuggled between him and Draco while holding Lucius' hand, Harry was about to start the bedtime story.

"What we are about to tell you, happened to you. I need you to let me finish the story before you start asking us your questions, do you understand?" Harry asked and smiled when all the heads nodded.

"On a typical evening, a young man was in a battle with a evil man," Harry started, beginning at the start of killing Voldemort. He wasn't in the mood for a story that started in the beginning of his life. "While that young man was fighting the bad guy, his friends were fighting the bad man's helpers."

"The helpers were strong, but the group of young friends were winning, they were stronger," Hermione continued while she held Albus tighter.

"A bright flash enveloped everyone and the bad man was gone," Blaise said calmly as he watched the children gape at their guardians.

"I performed a spell during the flash, that had six of our teachers and our headmaster to turn into children," Neville ended the very short bedtime story.

"Who is the headmaster?" Sirius asked as he puffed up his chest. "That's me right?"

"No, it's me!" Remus objected.

"Albus Dumbledore is our headmaster," Harry answered and stopped the argument between his fathers.

"Me?" Albus squeaked surprised.

"Yes, you," Hermione answered before she playfully tickled him.

"Remus and Sirius teach the Dark Arts," Ron said and watched their eyes widen at having such a dangerous job.

"Minerva is the Head of Gryffindor and a teacher in Transfiguration," Blaise said proudly as the only girl clapped her hands proudly before she snuggled back into his arms.

"Firenze here is a Divination teacher," Draco said before he did something nobody besides Ron had seen him doing; he kissed the boy's head, leaving Firenze blushing.

"What about me, Draco?" Lucius asked and smiled, but his smile faltered when nobody answered.

"You helped us fight the bad man," Harry said loudly and clearly stating that he was proud of the blonde.

"Really?" Lucius asked awed and didn't see Draco's thankful gaze at Harry.

"Did I help too?" Severus asked softly.

"Yes, you did. You all did. Severus here is the best Potions Professor of all the Wizarding world," Draco said and watched the pale face blush at such a compliment.

The children's eyes were drooping, telling the students that it was their time for bed. "Everybody, let's brush those teeth," Harry announced before helping the little ones go to the bathroom.

One hour later, all the children were snuggled into bed against their guardians. The group of students had forgotten to transform their own beds and had ended up in the same beds as the children they were looking after.

Silence, as everybody had fallen asleep after such an exhausted day. Photo camera's poised above the children's heads as they had decided this morning to take pictures every single day to create an album for each child, a memory for when they would return to their former selves.