Mrs. Jeepers is Lily Potter nee Evans WHAT THE HELL!

By: Immortal Wolf Lover

(This is the part where I deny having any claims to both the Harry Potter series and the Bailey School Kids series. Takes place pre-Hogwarts. Some bashing some OOCs and major AU!)

Most of the boys in the class gaped at Harry while the girls giggled and Mrs. Jeepers bit her lip to keep from laughing.

"Hey! We aren't weird and you're a boy too so that means that you just called yourself weird." Howie said after he finally finished gapping at Harry soundlessly.

"Nu-uh. I said that the boys in mamas class are weird. I'm not actually a member of mamas class so I didn't call myself weird. I just called you guys weird." Harry said with a cheeky grin while Mrs. Jeepers closed her eyes and held her breath for a moment to keep from laughing while the other girls in the room didn't bother holding back.

"If he wasn't already dead, I would kill James for teaching you that." Mrs. Jeepers finally said to her son a moment later with an amused smile tugging at her lips.

"Who's James?" Harry asks curiously while Mrs. Jeepers suddenly looked sad.

"He was your dad, Harry." Mrs. Jeepers said looking down slightly while all her students looked sad, they knew that her husband was dead but Harry probably didn't understand that.

"Was he a jobless drunk driver like Aunt Tuney told me?" Harry asks tilting his head to the side again while Mrs. Jeepers looked shocked as did the students. Mrs. Jeepers look of shock slowly turned to one of indescribable anger as the words finally registered in her mind.

"I'm going to kill Petunia." Mrs. Jeepers spat the name as if it was a bad word but this seemed to be the wrong thing to do around Harry.

"I'm sorry mama. I'll be a good boy I promise." Harry said scared while Mrs. Jeepers look of anger turned into one of horror as Harry suddenly slipped out of his seat and ran out the door faster than should be possible for a five year old that looked to be two.

"Harry! Melody, go alert the principal that Harry ran off. Liza, go around alerting the other teachers. The rest of you stay in your seats. I'll be right back as soon as I find my son." Mrs. Jeepers said quickly before darting out the door before there could be any protests.

"I don't care what she said. I'm going to go help find Harry." A girl by the name of Rachael said standing up from her desk and running out the classroom door with many of the other students behind her. None of them wanted to make their teacher mad but they didn't want Harry running around, obviously scared, and accidently getting hurt either.

"Harry! Harry!" Mrs. Jeepers called as she ran down the hallway looking for her small son that seemed to have disappeared.

"Mrs. Jeepers? What is the meaning of this racket? My students are trying to work!" One of the fifth grade teachers asks sticking his head out the door with a look of irritation on his face.

"Harry ran off. Have you seen him?" Mrs. Jeepers asked the brown haired man who looked confused.

"Harry? Who's that? A new student?" The man asks furrowing his brow.

"No. Harry is my son. He looks about two, has messy black hair, bright green eyes, and is wearing glasses. Have you seen him?" Mrs. Jeepers asks again while slowly approaching hysteria. The teacher shook his head with a look of slight shock on his face. Mrs. Jeepers cursed under her breath and ran off further down the hall calling for her son as she was now rapidly approaching hysteria. 'Of all the days to leave her wand at home! Wait a second that was it!' Mrs. Jeepers skidded to a stop just outside the school building, cursing her stupidity.

"Accio Lily Jeepers wand!" Mrs. Jeepers called quietly before waiting for a minute before palm slapping herself. 'Not the wand! Why didn't I just summon Harry? Son of a Centaurs Arrow!'

"Accio Harry Potter!" Mrs. Jeepers called not noticing Melody and Liza look at her from around the building corner as if she were crazy. Their crazy looks turned to ones of shock when Harry came flying into Mrs. Jeepers arms.

"Oh Harry don't you ever scare me like that again! You had me soooo scared, my precious little wizard. I wasn't angry at you. I was angry at that horse I call my sister. (This earned giggles from Harry, Liza, and Melody and made Mrs. Jeepers smile broadly at her son.) She should have never told you those lies about your daddy and you never should have been taken from me. Your daddy was a great man, Harry. He died so that you and I didn't have too and I don't want you to let anyone to tell you any different." Mrs. Jeepers explained to the young boy that she shifted to her hip. Harry nodded smiling brightly up at his mama who then planted a kiss on his forehead and carried him back into the school building. Melody and Liza smiled at one another before slowly realizing what just happened.

"Mrs. Jeepers really is magical!" Melody squeaked shocked slightly at the revelation while Liza had another concern.

"That won't matter if we don't get back to the classroom before her. She'll kill us!" Liza shrieked while Melody's eyes widened before both girls suddenly began running towards their classroom, warning the other students on their way.

"We're dead." Melody said when they saw their teacher walk into their classroom with Harry still on her hip. Liza bravely walked forward and was the first to walk into the classroom where Mrs. Jeepers was standing and staring at the mostly empty seats with a raised eyebrow.

"We were worried about Harry accidently hurting himself since he was scared when he ran off so we, that meaning I and the rest of the students not at their desks right now, left to help you find him. We figured that the more people looking the quicker we were going to find him." Liza said boldly bringing all attention to her as she explained what the missing students did to the teacher. Mrs. Jeepers smiled her odd little half-smile which Harry seemed to copy out of nowhere as she strode forward to Liza. Melody gulped but stood next to her friend while Mrs. Jeepers continued to advance on the two girls with her odd little smile in place and Harry on her hip.