Hermione's P.O.V.
I led Harry down the the Potions lab, mind whirring. How could I not have noticed? And how did this slip past everyone for so long? And if my suspicions were correct, Ron, Neville and several students would not be classified or fake classifications would be published about them.
Harry bumped into me as I stopped, and knocked on the door in a pettern known only to Professor Snape and myself. The door swung open, and I swiftly entered, pulling Harry in before it closed.
Professor Snape hovered over a cauldron, the steam beading on his cheeks, stirring away.
"Ah, Miss Granger," he spoke in his cold sneering drawl, "What do you want?"
"Harry overheard Sirius arguing with the Headmaster over Harry not being classified and a fake one being released to the world. Harry himself didn't know what they were until I explained them to him. So we were wondering if he could take the potion Sir," I spoke calmly, holding on to Harry's hand.
Professor Snape's head shot up as.I spoke, the tiniest bit of concern and shock flitting through his eyes before he composed himself once more.
"Potter," he snapped, "Come here."
Obediently, Harry stood before Professor Snape as he placed a stasis spell on the potion and accioed a familiar gold potion.
"Pour half onto this parchment," Snape said, placing a sheet of parchment on the table, "Drop seven drops of your blood onto it and drink the rest. Am I clear?"
"Yes Sir," Harry said, as if in a daze. He quickly followed the instructions, wincing slightly as he sliced his thumb, which I healed for him and downed the potion.
At once, the parchment glowed light blue as did Harry, enveloping him and obscuring him from my view.
When the light faded, a very different person stood before me. Harry had shrunken to about three feet five inches, his features becoming more child like and his hair not as untameable, but falling in curls. His eyes were large and doe like, his lips pouty and pink. I fought the urge to coo and aww at how cute he looked and shifted my attention to Professor Snape, who seemed to be in shock.
"He - he's a Little!" Snape burst out.
"I think Headmaster Dumbledore either suspected or knew that, and then posted that Harry was an Alpha hoping to keep him in the dark. Professor, get Ronald and Neville down here please," I said, turning to Harry.
"Harry," I said gently, "Do you remember where you are?" Sometimes after taking the potion, the person would become slightly disoriented and amnesiac.
"Yesh, you Hewmione! And I Hawwy, and that's Daddy!" He squealed, pointing at me, himself and the Professor Snape, seeming very proud of himself.
"What? Harry that's Professor Snape," I reminded him. He shook his head furiously, his little curls bouncing around wildly.
"No!" he insisted, "Tha is Daddy! Mine Daddy."
With that he scrambled over to Professor Snape and latched onto his leg. At his touch, Snape jolted and looked down. Harry grinned up at him.
"Hi Daddy," he chriped.
"Professor Snape," I interrupted, "Did you call down Ron and Neville or should I?"
"Perhaps you should do it Miss Granger, send a patronus. I'm confused, how can I be his Guardian?"
I suddenly recalled something I had read about Littles.
"Littles can sense who their Guardians are!" I said excitedly.
Snape stared at me, eyes wide, mouth slightly agape. He looked at Harry and smiled, gently carding his fingers through his hair.
I quickly conjured my Patronus, then realized that was a bad idea, so I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled that Ron and Neville should come to the lab. I folded it up into an aeroplane and sent it shooting up the stairs. I turned to look at Professor Snape and Harry, who had been picked up, and was cuddling with his Guardian.
"Professor," I began, "If my suspicions are correct, you should have Draco, Blaise, Pansy, and Luna and Ginny tested as well. I know that it can be performed on younger years. In fact, our entire year should be classified, because I haven't heard of anyone talking about their classification. But, in secret, Harry, Ron, Neville and I have made friends with Draco and his friends. I'm pretty sure Dumbledore would not be pleased with that development since he loves house rivalry. Should I floo them Sir?" He turned to me and nodded just as there was a knock on the door.
"Mi! Its me and Nev, you wanted to see us?" Ron's voice came from the other side of the door. I opened it and the pair entered, hands interlocked together. Recently, Harry, Ron and Neville came out as gay, and Ron and Neville were dating.
"Have either of you been classified yet?" I asked plainly.
They shook their heads.
"No, Professor Dumbledore told our families that we shouldn't be classified since it would be dangerous and we should spread that we were Alphas instead. Why?" Neville asked, while Ron was staring at Professor Snape and Harry.
"Mi, is that Harry? I thought he was an Alpha!" Ron burst out.
"Professor Dumbledore didn't want him to know about classifications and that a fake one would be posted. Sirius was arguing against him. So I came here and got him classified. He's a little and Professor Snape is his Guardian. I'm getting Draco and the others here so they can get classified as well. Are you going to participate?"
They look at one another and nod firmly. I smiled and walked over to the floo. I threw some Floo Powder and shouted into the flames, "Draco Malfoy's room!"
Draco's head popper out of the fire.
"What is it Granger? Blaise and I were playing Monopoly. And I was winning!" He whined.
"Get Blaise, Pansy and Luna. Floo to the lab at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Potions Lab, okay?"
He nodded and held up five fingers.
"Ron, grab Ginny would you?" I spoke, turning to them. Harry was trying unsuccessfully to keep his glasses perched on his nose, and Severus was bouncing him gently, a soft smile on his face.
The sounds of several persons ungracefully exiting the fireplace reached my ears and I turned to see Draco at the bottom of a dog pile with Blaise, Pansy and Luna atop him.
I stifled a laugh as they groaned and got to their feet, Ginny and Ron returning to the lab at the same time.
"Well, you all must be wondering why I called you down here," I started.
Draco rolled his eyes and drawled, "What is it Hermione?"
"Dumbledore didn't let Harry or Ron or Neville get classified and I'm assuming that you guys aren't either so we're all going to get the potion except for me, since I'm already classified and mated to Charlie Weasley. Right now, we're assuming that Dumbledore is the bad guy."
He simply blinked in shock. Luna, surprisingly was the one to skip over to Professor Snape and grab several sheets of parchment and the small crate of classifying potions.
"Each of you take one, and pour half onto the parchment. Drop seven drops of blood onto it and drink the potion immediately. Understood?" I instructed. Everyone nodded, and did as told. There were three light blue glows, two dark green glows, one dark blue glow and one yellow glow.
When the lights faded, I saw that Ron, Neville and Draco of all people were Littles! I knew that the dark blue glow, which came from Blaise meant that he was a Guardian, Luna and Pansy who glowed dark green were Betas and Ginny was an Omega.
I calmly made my way to the Littles first. Ron and Neville were sitting on the floor, looking around curiously.
Ron had curly dark red hair and his freckles were more prominent, and his blue eyes shone. He was around three feet nine inches, tall for a Little, but he was always tall. Neville had fluffy dark brown hair and his hazel eyes were wide against his chubby face and cute button nose. He was about three feet six inches or so and was holding tightly to Ron's hand.
"Ron, Neville, do you remember where you are and who I am?" I asked softly, not wanting to scare them.
"You is Mione! An- and I is Nevie!" Neville squealed excitedly, "An-an-and dis is Won! And Won is mah bo'fwen'!"
"Very good!" I praised, and turned to Ron who was still silent.
"Ron? Are you alright?"
"Yesh Mi. I is only watching Hawwy with Uncie Sevvie is all," he replied, staring at Professor Snape and Harry who was looking at the curiously.
"Daddy!" Neville suddenly screamed and toddled over to Blaise. He smiled gently at Neville.
"Hey nugget. Do you remember who I am?" He asked Neville.
"Yups! You is Bwaise but you is Daddy!"
"Yesh! You is Daddy!" Ron shouted, waddling over to the pair wearing only his now oversized sweater. I noticed that Neville, Draco and Harry were in the same predicament.
I now stopped before Draco who was silent.
"Draco?" I began gently, "Sweetie do you know who I am?"
He nodded, playing with his fingers.
"I need you to use your words hun," I reminder him.
"You is Hewmione an I is Dwaco, an da is Bwaise an Won an Nev an Pansy an Luna an Gin. Right?" He looked up for approval, showing me large grey blue eyes, pink pouty lips and messy platinum hair.
"Very good," I congratulated him, "And who is that over there?" I pointed to Professor Snape and Harry.
"Daddy and Hawwy?" He said the last name unsurely.
I glanced at Professor Snape in shock. He was in a triad as well?
"Yes Sweetheart. That's Professor Snape who you say is your Daddy right? And that's Harry. Professor Snape is also his Daddy. Is that all right?" I said softly, stroking his hair.
Harry suddenly scrambled out of Professor Snake's arms and toddled over to Draco.
"Dake! Dake! Youse mine an Daddy's?" He asked, petting Draco's knee excitedly.
Draco nodded once, face flushed pink. Harry leaned over and planted a wet messy kiss on Draco's cheek, hugging him tightly to himself.
"Professor Snape?" I caught his attention, "Draco is also your Little. How about we find out their little ages?"