A/N: Hey guys! After having such a positive reaction to the first chapter last night I decided to throw out the next one earlier then I had planned. Hope you all like it, and hopefully I'll update again soon!
Also, I obviously don't own Harry Potter or the Avengers...
I open my eyes to see Sirius standing over me and I frown, wondering what he is doing at the Dursley's. Then it suddenly all comes rushing back and I remember that today is the day that I am being de-aged.
"Can't we sleep a little longer?" I ask rubbing my eyes.
"No. Now come on, Snape's just arrived and he wants to be here when you take the de-aging potion to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Sirius grabs my arm and pulls me from the bed and I grab my glasses off of the bedside table as we go by. He drags me all the way out the door and down the stairs into the family room.
"Morning," I mumble sitting down on the couch.
"As much as it fascinates me to be sitting here in all of your company, I do have other things to do today, so if we could speed things along?" Snape says pulling open a black leather bag sitting on a table in the middle of the room.
"Let's do the familial potion first, the one that will make Harry ours, and change our appearances. I have a feeling that it will be much easier to get Harry to drink a potion now then it will when he is six," Remus says walking into the room and coming to stand next to Snape.
"That was my plan anyway," Snape says and he hands us each a vial containing a blood red potion. "Best to drink it all down in one gulp."
I watch Sirius and Remus drink theirs before quickly drinking mine down. I scrunch my eyes closed at the foul taste, and when I open them again it is to stare at the new faces of Sirius and Remus. Sirius' hair is now short and a light brown. He has startling blue eyes and a long face with a broad chin. Remus on the other hand now has auburn hair that is slightly longer than it was before and dark brown eyes. It is surprising to see him without his amber eyes.
"Alright Potter, now this one. I'll be honest and tell you it is going to hurt."
"Best get it over with Harry," Sirius says sitting down next to me and putting a comforting hand on my knee.
I bit my lip and examine the new vial handled to me. The potion inside is light blue, and has darker blue swirls in it. For a potion that is going to change my life it looks rather harmless, I may even say nice.
I take a deep breath before downing the potion and handing the now empty vial to Sirius. I clench my fists and grind my teeth as a wave a pain wracks itself down my spine. I tremble as I try to suppress the scream that wants to erupt.
"That's it Harry. You're alright," I hear Sirius mutter beside me as he lightly rubs my back trying to keep me calm as the world around me goes dark and I allow the blackness to claim me.
When I finally wake up again, I realize that I am back in my bed at Remus' house. I reach my arm out to grab my glasses off of the table and realize that my arm only reaches half way across the bed. I panic for a moment before remembering that I am now six years old.
"Harry! You're awake!" I hear Remus say, and look up to find him in the door way. "How are you feeling? Still in pain?"
I shake my head and scoot myself so that I am sitting up against the headboard of the bed.
"Where's Sirius?" I ask and I jump at the sound of my high pitched voice, I forgot how high my voice used to be.
"He's downstairs. Now come on, let's get you out of bed and downstairs for some food. You must be starving," he says walking over and pulling me up out of bed. He grabs my glasses and re-sizes them before he slides them onto my face. He carries me out the door and down to the kitchen. "Look who I found?" he says as we enter the kitchen to see Sirius at the stove.
"Good afternoon bub. Did you sleep well?"
I nod my head and rub my eyes. I know that it is my six year old mind, but its weird feeling the range of emotions currently inside of me. A part of me wants to yell and be put down knowing that I am too old to be carried around like this, but a larger part of me, the part that wins out doesn't care and feels perfectly content and safe in Remus' arms.
"Now dinner isn't ready yet, it's a bit early to eat anyways, so let's find us a snack. How about some apple slices? Does that sound good Harry?" Remus asks pulling me from my thoughts. I shrug my shoulders. "You alright, pup? You are being awfully quiet."
"I don't know. It's a bit overwhelming," I admit, wrapping my arms around Remus' neck and laying my head down on his shoulder. I am more than willing to take in the comfort that I am being offered. Comfort that I was never given when I was a child the first time.
"It's alright Harry. We understand, we will leave you be as long as you promise to talk to one of us if you need to. You still have all of your past memories, but with your now six year old mind, you are going to have a much harder time processing and dealing with all of the emotions, alright?" Sirius says coming to stand next to us and rubbing his hand on my back. I nod my head against Remus' shoulder.
Remus moves away and places me in a chair at the kitchen table, while Sirius places the apple in front of me and a glass of milk. I munch on my apples while I watch Remus and Sirius interacting in the kitchen. I've known for a while that the two of them were a couple, but I have never been able to just watch them interact with each other. It is slightly amusing to watch how they flit around the kitchen, always aware of the other's presence.
To better reach the table, I move and put my feet beneath me on the chair.
"What do you want to do today before dinner, Harry?" Sirius asks coming to stand before me at the table. "Hey, sit on your bum. You don't want to fall of the chair bub."
"But then I can't reach as well."
"Then we will scoot your chair in more. Now sit," when I don't make a move to change positions, Sirius comes over next to me and moves me himself giving me a slight slap on the thigh.
"Hey! What was that for?"
"That was for not listening to me, and doing what I asked you to. Next time I will put you in a time out."
"I'm too old for a time out!"
"No you're not. You are now six, remember? And being six you will probably have urges to do thing that you normally wouldn't. I'm just saying that it is going to be inevitable for you to get in trouble. Now, when you are done with your snack we have a couple of things we need to discuss, as a family."
With that said I quickly eat the rest of my apple, with Sirius stopping me after a few bites and telling me to slow down before I choke. As soon as I have eaten my fill and drank my milk, I found myself once again in the arms of my guardians, this time Sirius, who carries me into the living room.
"Now Harry, you know that we are moving to the states, correct?" Sirius says sitting me down on the couch next to him, and Remus sits down on my other side. I nod my head.
"Alright, well from this point on we are going to be a typical muggle family. Though because of my cousin, we will still be a bit beyond typical. But, first things first our new names. Now your appearance is very different then it was before, I don't think you've looked in a mirror yet, but I think you'll be surprised when you do.
"For you knowledge, you now have Sirius' light brown hair, and you no longer have your green eyes, but my brown ones. You do look like a fair mixture of us, with my nose and Sirius' chin. Because you look so different, Sirius and I decided that we should only change our last names because we are going to be in a different country and look different, plus we thought that the less you had to remember the better," Remus says.
"Remus is now going to go by Remus Smith. And me? I am now going to be Sirius Rolls. Now the two of us are married and we decided to have a joint last name, which you shall also have. You are now Harry Joseph Smith-Rolls. We know that it is a bit of a mouth full, but you will get used to it."
"What am I supposed to call you?" I ask finally realizing that they are now both my dads. Dads, plural. I've gone my whole life wishing I had one and now I have two! I can't help but feel like the luckiest person alive.
"Well, we are both your dads now, so we figured that we could each be called a different version of the word? Any suggestions? I mean you are the one that has to be most comfortable with the names," Sirius says allowing me to decide.
I look between the two of them thinking. I mean how many different versions of dad are there? Father sounds much too formal for these two men. Papa would be ok though. I turn to Sirius- I mean Dad and smile.
"You're dad. And Remus is going to be Papa," I say with a giggle. I then clamp a hand over my mouth shocked that I allowed that sound out of my mouth.
"Alright then that's settled!"