First of all I would like to say that the characters in this story belong to J. K. Rowling, and that I hope you enjoy the story and comment!
Draco's Little Sister
Chapter 2: The potion
Draco stomped his feet into his house and sat on to the couch. He was furious at his father for making him stay at home to watch the baby while his parents got to go to the Quidditch World Cup. If only Amelia were older, he wouldn't need to take care of her. That would be in a long time, she was only a few months old. If only he could speed up time…. Then it came to Draco, an aging potion! He quickly got up and ran to get his new potions book. He quickly flipped to the table of contents and looked for something about aging. He read, aging, page 40. He flipped to that page and found a list of ingredients. There were two recipes, one for 24 hours, and one permanent one. He read all of the ingredients for the permanent one and concluded that they were all in his father's private storage. He went into his father's room and opened a cabinet containing all of the ingredients needed. He took what he needed and took out his cauldron. He mixed everything in it. He looked at the book, it said for eleven years old, you needed eleven drops. He took an eye dropper and put eleven drops in to Amelia's bottle of milk. He brought it to her and put it into her mouth. Within minutes, she began to grow larger and larger until she was the size of an eleven year old. Like Draco she had light blonde hair, and was now way too big for her crib. Her clothes had grown with her and she was wearing baby clothes. The sight was very odd.
"Where am I? Who are you?" She said staring up at Draco.
"I'm your big brother, Draco," he explained. "You're eleven years old now."
"What just happened?" She asked.
"You were a few months old a few minutes ago, and I gave you an aging potion so now your eleven." he explained.
"Aging potion?" She said looking confused.
"Yes, we're wizards."
"Wizards? But, why did you give me an aging potion?"
"Because, now that you're old enough to take care of yourself, I don't need to!" Draco sneered. Amelia got out of the crib and stood up.
"Do we have parents?" she asked.
"Yes…. and if they see what I've done to you, they'll kill me!" realized Draco, as he started to pace back and forth.
"What are we going to do?" said Amelia worriedly.
"I know! I'll send you to London on the knight bus, and then tell our parents that a car hit you and you died!"
"What? You want to send me away just so mum and dad don't get mad? Can't you just make me a baby again?" asked Amelia.
"I don't know how!" Draco said. "Just go onto the bus and when you get to london find a pub called the leaky cauldron and then ask someone there to show you how to get to Diagon alley, then go to gringotts bank and say that you're Amelia Malfoy and collect some money for school supplies." Draco snatched up a piece of parchment on the table and wrote a list on it and handed it to Amelia. "These are the things you'll be needing to buy in Diagon alley. Once you're done, go to the train station and run into the brick wall between platforms nine and ten." explained Draco.
"Run into it?" asked Amelia. "How is that supposed to do anything?"
"Again, we're wizards. There are magical things like that in the wizarding world," he explained. "Okay, do you know what you have to do?" Amelia's mind was buzzing with questions. She hardly knew her name! How was she supposed to be able o do all of this on her own?
"Um…. I guess…" She said nervously. "Before I leave, shouldn't I get some new clothes…?"
"Oh ya, you probably should. Maybe mum has some old clothes that might fit you." Draco ran upstairs to look through mum's clothing. Amelia was more confused and nervous than ever. She didn't remember anything but just lying in that crib while this boy was running around next to this cauldron. What had even happened? Where was she about to go? Draco came down the stairs with some old shirts and skirts.
"Here, put these on," he shoved the clothes towards her. She took them and she looked at them, puzzled. How did her mother put Amelia's clothes on for her? She tried to remember. Draco left the room so that she could figure out on her own. She finally figured it out and Draco came back with a list of instructions.
"If you can read this, here are your instructions," he said handing her the picture. She looked down at the list and they made sense, for some reason.
"I can understand this, how come?" she asked. Draco shrugged then picked up a long thin piece of wood and waved it in the air. "Is that your wand or something?"
"Yes. I have called the bus to come and pick you up," he said. Amelia looked down. This was all happening so fast, she would never even know her parents.
"Draco, do you think our dad could reverse the spell, or something?" she said hopefully.
"No, it was a permanent potion." he said. "But you are probably better off without our parents, they didn't even like you." he said to make her feel better.
"My own parents didn't like me!" she cried.
"No! I didn't mean it that way!" he said quickly.
"It's ok, I better be on my way." Amelia said sadly. "Good luck with mum and dad." Draco led her to the front door and outside. The Knight Bus was parked on the road infront of them. Amelia walked across the front lawn and on to the bus.
