Title: Accidents 4/5
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, SpikedofJames and Lunamoon.
A/N 1: Voldemort is dead! As in never coming back.
A/N 2: They are in their seventh year.
A/N 3: As for the timeline, holiday started in the first week of July.
31th of July
"Sirius, be quiet. Harry is still sleeping," Remus whispered as they prepared the day to celebrate their guardian's birthday.
Hermione, Blaise, Ron and Draco all smiled as they watched the children busy themselves with the presents, while Lucius was toddling around trying to help the other children.
The eleven-year-old Firenze took it upon him to watch out for Lucius as the boy had the habit of taking everything in his hands and refusing to return it. So he entertained the boy by letting him ride on his back. The squealing never ceased.
In the meanwhile, Harry was pretending to be asleep and listening to the children's movements. He wanted to make sure they had plenty of time to finish their surprise. He also sensed his lover nearby, peeking at him to make sure he was still asleep. His friends' concern warmed his heart and he couldn't help himself from recalling less happier birthdays. However, Harry couldn't resist the temptation to move a little and scare the children by signalling he was about to wake. As predicted, all movements stilled as Harry writhed on the bed.
The children's' eyes widened and they hurried to make sure everything was in place while their guardians laughed loudly.
Harry opened his eyes and his love's midnight black orbs were the first thing he saw. Before he had the chance to say anything, Remus and Sirius jumped on his chest, knocking the wind out of him, quickly followed by the other children.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!" seven children's' voices called out loudly.
"Happy Birthday, Harry," the others said, in a quieter fashion but with the same sentiment. Chuckling at Harry's distress, smothered by the younger children and unable to get out of bed, Hermione, Blaise, Ron and Draco took pity on their friend and herded them into the main room to give Harry the chance to shower and dress.
After the children finished their birthday song for Harry, they all led him to the gift pile and waited impatiently for him to open their presents.
Sirius stormed to the pile and took his present before handing it to Harry. "This is from me," he said while giving Harry a large and anxious smile.
Harry chuckled and sat on the couch with Severus, Sirius and Remus sitting on and next to him. He unwrapped the box and ogled the book. Harry opened it and watched at the moving pictures in awe. It was a beautiful leather-bound photo album, with magical pictures of baby Harry, the Marauders minus Peter Pettigrew and his mother spread across the pages. Eternal snapshots of the Potter family, illustrated by Sirius' handwriting explaining their adventures. Harry hugged Sirius immediately, touched by the thoughtful gift. With a start, Harry realised that this was a gift from the grown up Sirius, not the young boy that was currently in his arms.
"Sirius, how is this possible? I never saw this before," Harry said softly while leafing through the album.
"It's time for you to have it. With the war and all those things, it was never the perfect time and it is now," Sirius explained and all eyes widened as the boy suddenly transformed back into an adult.
Blaise chuckled, the tattered remnants of Sirius' clothes left almost nothing to imagination, before quickly giving Sirius a blanket to cover himself up. "Ah, nuts! I'll be right back, don't move!" Sirius excused himself and hurried to find some of his clothes. By the time he returned, Harry was looking at the last page of the album and trailing his fingers over the last photo. His parents were playing with him in the same way he had played with Severus.
Remus was next to bring a gift and anxiously gave it him before he climbed onto Sirius' lap to snuggle. His guardian had Severus snuggling in his lap as they both unwrapped the gift.
Harry was staring at a drawing, a drawing he had made himself for his father. The elegant written words "For daddy!" had probably been added by his mother. Again, the tears fell as he stared at another piece of a puzzle from his past. "Remy?"
"Yes, Harry?" Remus asked calmly.
"You're back as well?" Harry questioned and before he was finished, a grown up Remus sat on Sirius' lap. Harry lifted Severus from his lap and hugged both his godfathers tightly before collecting Severus again.
"My turn now!" Albus called out enthusiastically and pushed his present in Harry's hands before joining Lucius on the floor.
As Harry removed the paper, he laughed when he retrieved a large bag of lemon drops. "Thank you, Albus."
"You're welcome," Albus said in a much deeper voice that anyone expected.
Lucius was startled when the young boy sitting next to him turned into a grown man and he ran towards his dad and snuggled on his lap. "Papa, look!" the boy said, pointing a chubby little finger in Dumbledore's direction. The others' attention had been focused on Harry and his gifts but this time no one was much surprised to see an adult Albus sitting on the floor.
"You don't need to be afraid, Lucius. That's Albus," Draco said in a soothing voice as Lucius continued peeking from his hiding place on Draco's lap.
Albus just smiled as he looked around the festive room. "We did a marvellous job on decorating this room."
"How come your clothes have expanded to your adult size while I ended up naked? Hey! Remus, how did you do this too?" Sirius asked annoyed as he finally noticed that his lover was still dressed in children's clothing if only enlarged.
"Beats me, it probably has something to do with you," Remus remarked and laughed when Sirius tickled his sides.
Severus had been silent the entire time three of his friends were returned to their former selves. He felt jealous and afraid. Severus had felt himself returning to normal earlier that morning but his body had remained childlike. He hadn't told Harry that he was back yet, at least in his mind, as he wasn't sure how to tell Harry. An adult man trapped in a child's body. To all appearances, he was still the youngest besides Lucius. Although, he didn't think Lucius would mind to continue living a second childhood, given how miserable and lonely he had been the first time around.
Harry stared at his lover, as the black eyes seemed to glaze over. Severus appeared to be somewhere else in his mind, maybe the boy was feeling a bit neglected. He cupped the small face and gave the boy a peck on the nose, laughing when the face crunched up as his lover used to do when he did that.
"Harry, not my nose!" Severus called out and wiped away the kiss. He didn't say anything about the ruffling of his hair.
"I love you, little man," Harry whispered and continued unwrapping his gifts.
"I love you too, Harry," Severus answered and decided to give his gift later.
The birthday party had exhausted the children while the newly grown ups were remembering every day and minute of their second childhood. Ron suddenly entered the room with several photo albums. The cameras poised above their heads had been transformed into photo albums as soon as they turned into their grown up selves with comments on their adventures written underneath each of the pictures.
Soon Remus, Sirius and Albus were looking through the photos and talking and laughing at some of the snapshots. Minerva had slowly become used to the grown up Albus and joined him, pointing out their little mishaps and exciting stuff.
Firenze was kneeled next to Ron with Lucius asleep against his body, sucking his thumb. Ron and Draco looked from their son to the centaur, who had grown quite large, almost too large for him to sleep in his bed. Draco stood up and hugged Firenze to his chest, afraid he wouldn't be able to do that again when he returned to his grown up self.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Firenze asked embarrassed before he felt himself growing and closed his eyes. He opened his eyes again to see a sad looking Draco looking up at him before he realised he had returned to his adult self. He smiled brightly before slowly moving away from Lucius, as if not to hurt him and picked up Draco and hugged him back. "Thanks, Draco, for everything, for making me feel wanted."
"You are still wanted," Draco answered and returned the hug and before he was placed back onto the floor, he gave the centaur a kiss on the forehead, who blushed brightly but happy.
Lucius, who had woken up, looked up to see his friend had grown large. "Wow! Fire, up!" he said awed and giggled when he was placed safely onto Firenze's back holding on to the sides tightly.
Ron cuddled Draco when his husband returned sitting next to him. He kissed the blonde deeply before catcalls were penetrating their sexual haze. Ron as usual blushed Firenze was kneeled next to Ron with Lucius asleep against his body, sucking his thumb. Ron and Draco looked from their son to the centaur, who had grown quite large, almost too large to sleep in his bed. Draco stood up and hugged Firenze to his chest, afraid he wouldn't be able to do that again when he returned to his grown up self.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Firenze asked embarrassed and closed his eyes. When he reopened his eyes, he was surprised to see a sad-looking Draco looking up at him until realising he had grown and returned to his adult self. He smiled brightly before slowly moving away from Lucius, as if not to hurt him and picked up Draco and hugged him back. "Thanks, Draco, for everything, for making me feel wanted."
"You are still wanted," Draco answered and returned the hug and before he was placed back onto the floor, he gave the centaur a kiss on the forehead, who blushed brightly but happily.
Lucius, who had woken up, looked up to see his friend had grown large. "Wow! Fire, up!" he said awed, giggling when he was safely placed onto Firenze's back and held on to the centaur's sides tightly.
Draco returned to his husband and sat next to him on the couch. Ron sensed his lover's sadness and enveloped him in a loving embrace. He kissed the blonde deeply, comforting him with teasing lips and roaming hands, which grew in intensity until several catcalls penetrated their sexual haze. Despite having initiated it, Ron blushed for having been caught in such a public display of his passion while Draco smirked mischievously. Enough of the floorshow, it was time to move this to a more private setting.