A/N: Peter kind of disappears from here...

Warning: This is slash. But you already knew that, so who cares?

Disclaimer: Please don't rub it in…

Summary: An accident in Potions causes Remus to revert back to age 6! Now let's see what our heroes are to do!

Remember:

"Blah"- talking

Blah- thoughts

Blah- talking in animal form/emphasis on words.

Blah- Eh, self explanatory

Chapter Two

Previous:

Soon, in front of their eyes, Remus grew smaller, and smaller. He began to get younger, and younger. Then, within the course of five minutes, a miniature version of Remus was sitting on the floor in oversized robes, covered in sticky gray stuff. Everyone's eyes bugged out.

"Oh. My. God."

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Little Remus looked around with his large blinking eyes. He swiveled himself about to take in the huge and scary dungeon. He looked back up to see some grown ups he didn't know. He struggled to get up, something was sticky and all over him. He felt even smaller because he was in such big clothes.

Sirius stared, James gaped, Peter looked confused, and Slughorn? He was embarrassed beyond belief. "Um… Mr. Pettigrew, could you go get the Head Master please?" Peter looked back to the sequin wearing teacher. He flushed, nodded and then ran out. The dungeon cell slammed and echoed in silence.

Awkwardness filled up everyone's mouths. First of all… How in the nine worlds did this happen!

After a bit of waiting Slughorn scooted back to his room and changed back to his normal school robes. James exchanged a glance with Sirius, who looked a little miffed that fat jerk would try to hide his dirty laundry. But Sirius remained silent. Hey- it wasn't every day your best friend grew younger!

Eventually Peter stumbled in with Dumbledore as entered the dungeon as clam as can be. He looked about. Then he looked upon little Remus. Remus glanced up and blinked. Staring down at him was a really tall old guy with a very big white beard. Remus freaked and tried to waddle away. Stranger danger! He made a few strangling noises.

Dumbledore looked up at everyone. "Well… It looks as if our dear Remus has gone back in age. What happened here?" the school master asked. But some thing glimmered in his eye that said he knew a bit of what really happened. Sirius opened his mouth to explain but Slughorn jumped in.

"Well, you know, kids!" he laughed nervously, then went stony. "You see, they made a bit of a mistake in class, and well. You know. I told them to clean up! Looks as though they might have spilled some of it! Truly! Children! Ha!" he voice got squeaker with his explanation. Sirius raised an eye brow. Dumbledore just smiled mysteriously and nodded. "Indeed."

James then found a lapse and piped in, "So what are we going to do?" Everyone turned to him. Everyone except Sirius, he was too intent on watching Remus struggle in his messy goop. Dumbledore looked to the ceiling in thought. "Well, I suppose we find an antidote. Until then, you might have to baby-sit him." James mouth dropped.

"Are you kidding! We can't do that! Someone might see him! Plus, I don't like baby-sitting, I never get paid enough!" Remus looked between all the adults arguing over him. They were all being so loud. It hurt his eyes and made his eyes sting. Did they not like him? What did Remus do? "Sirius! Say something! Make Slughorn baby-sit Remus! He's the one who-"

"Who told you to clean and be careful!" the professor interjected. But Sirius wasn't paying attention. He knew how Remus must feel around these scary grown ups. The older boy's parents use to do the same thing around him. Talk like he wasn't there at all. Remus began to get teary. Sirius heart string broke at the sight of a sad and lonely Remus. James turned around to get Sirius into the argument but stopped.

Everyone stopped as the Boy from the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black, stooped down to eye level with Remus. He wiped away some yucky stuff and dried his eyes. He talked gently to him. "Hey now little buddy, don't cry. I'm Sirius and I'm gonna help you, ok?" Remus looked at his gray eyes. They reminded him of the calm before the storm. Remus liked the rain.

"'Kay." Remus sniffled and wiped his nose. There was quiet as Sirius asked another question. "How old are you Remus?" Remus counted on his fingers and brought up his whole right hand plus his index finger on the other. "How old are you?" Remus managed to whisper. Sirius smiled and added his two hands to Remus's. Remus widened his eyes. "Wow!" he gasped. Sirius nodded.

Remus then looked around. He leaned in to Sirius. "How old are they?" he asked quietly. Sirius laughed. "You see that guy with the glasses. He's a friend of mine, James." Remus kind of hid behind Sirius. "I don't like he likes me." Remus stated, a little cautious. James winced. He never meant to sound that way, it just caught him the wrong way. Sirius just shook his head. "Nah. He's just grumpy 'cause he missed his nap." Remus "Oh"-ed. James gave a small smile which Remus gladly returned.

Child version Remus pointed to Slughorn. "And him?" he asked. Sirius laughed. "Don't worry about him. He's just very old. He'll be gone soon anyways, ok?" Remus nodded, totally believing Sirius. Then he looked at Dumbledore, too embarrassed to ask. Sirius patted Moony's head. "He's real old guy. But a good guy."

Dumbledore gave his famous secret smile. "Yes, and it seems I have to be off too. Now, be good for Sirius and James. They are going to take good care of you until you can go home." Remus looked up. He blinked and dove behind Sirius again. Dumbledore nodded to Slughorn and they left without further notice.

They left James and Sirius with little Remus. Sirius sighed. James seemed to think his thoughts out loud. "Looks like that's that for awhile." He said. Sirius cocked his brow. James winced again; he got the picture Sirius was trying to send. He kneeled next to Sirius and tried to apologize to Remus.

"Sorry there, Remus… I didn't mean to sound mad." Remus looked out from behind Sirius. Remus nodded and then fell on his butt. "You ok?" James asked with out thinking. The boy blinked back tears. "I'm sticky…" Remus didn't like being sticky. Sirius gave a small half laugh.

"Alright then. We'll take you to our dorm and give you a bath." Remus nodded. He went to get up but the potion held fast. Remus whined pathetically. Sirius thought it was cute. He shook the thought away though. With out really realizing he bent down and picked up Remus. The robe was the main thing covered in that goop, so he shed it off and handed it to James.

Then he put Remus on his shoulders. Remus squeaked, but otherwise didn't complain. James looked on a little worried. "Are you sure it's wise to carry him like that?" he asked. Sirius nodded. "Yeah, everyone's at dinner, so if we take him now no one will see." James shrugged, but nevertheless agreed.

So off they trekked to the Gryffindor dormitory…

TBC

A/N: Yes, I know. Very short and lacking in a great scale of things. What I am trying to do is make it lighthearted. I usually don't come right out and tell you how characters feel, but Remus is a child. Children, mainly come out and tell you wants wrong with them. Their feelings aren't normally too complicated.

I promise it will get better. So far I'm just trying to get the basic opening out. So, just wait. I swear, there is some nice stuff in here. Also incase you are wondering- NO.

THERE WILL BE NO CHILD/ADULT SEXUAL CONTACT!

That's what it looks like, but no. Mainly it's Sirius coming to terms about what he feels for Remus, and Remus getting over traumatic childhood issues.

THEN there comes the loving.