"Mister Cedric! I am so sorry!"

Sofia ran up to Cedric who had been blown across the room by a potion that she had been working on, the potion was for a summer school extra credit for her sorcery class. It was intended to be used to help plants live in harsh environments. Not explode her teacher across the room, as she knelled down next to him she was examining him to see what damaged was done. As he started to push away Sofia gasped at what she was seeing before her eyes,

"Nothing to fuss over Sofia, not the first time I've been blasted across this tower by a potion and probably won't be my last with you as an apprentice."

"Mister Cedric!"

She said her voice filled with worry,

"Hush now, what did I say child."

His voice had cracked at that last word; he couched to clear his throat. Then began to talk again,

"Now what is your problem?"

Hearing is voice crack again he disregarded it, until Sofia told him what she saw.

"Mister Cedric, You're a child!"

Raising an eyebrow he looked down at his hands, the hands that started to show his age were now youthful and smooth. Quickly standing and he starts to walk over to his standing mirror he only got a step before he tripped over his robe that was more like a tent on him. Adjusting it so he could move easier he was in front of his mirror now, what he saw, he couldn't believe it. His hands come up to touch his face. The crow's feet that had started to appear and the laugh lines that had formed were gone, he looked to be 15 again. Once the initial shock wore off he turned looking at Sofia, his face wore his normal scowl. The reaction he thought he would get wasn't there instead he heard her laughing. Watching her cover her face to muffle her laugh she apologized.

"I'm sorry; I can't take that look seriously anymore. You look like you could be my classmate now Mister Cedric."

Cedric grumbled under his breath, grabbing his wand. He wanted to undo this and fast, waving his wand over himself he tried to undo the spell. Not even a spark come from his wand, groaning he realized that he would need to make an antidote to the potion. A spell wasn't going to work, walking over and grabbing an empty vial he poured the potion into it, capping it and writing on placing it away. Waving his wand again he attempted to clean up this mess but all he could muster was to control a broom and that was a bad idea because it made a bigger mess than anything. Groaning again he tried once last spell before giving up. Waving it once again over himself, he made his clothes shrink so they would fit him better. Sighing he looked at himself in the mirror again.

"At least that spell worked, but it seems that your potion has reversed time for me. I seem to have all my memories of the past 20 years, but my body and magical capability have reverted back to when I was 15 or around there it's hard to really pin point. I so believe my voice finished cracking around 15."

Turning back to look at Sofia, it was weird being able to look straight at her and have a conversation, and has her eyes always been this blue? Shrugging the thought off, spreading out his arms.

"How do I look?"

"Have you always been half starved?"

Sofia admitted bluntly, sneering at her again.

"Less talk about my thin appearance and more on my clothes please. I thought all girls had an eye for clothes."

Rolling her eyes she walked around him examining him.

"You look like you, just a smaller."

Groaning,

"You are so much help; we must report this to your father and tell him that I will be unable to fulfill my Royal sorcery duties now until I am able to figure out how to make the antidote for your potion."

They both walked out of his tower and down into the main castle, shortly after walking down the hall they ran into Baileywick,

"Oh good afternoon Princess, how is your summer project coming along?"

"Honestly not so well, I accidentally blew Mister Cedric into a wall and changed into a 15 year old again."

Baileywick laughed then caught glimpse of the scowling 15 year old Cedric,

"So my hunch was right you have always been this thin,"

Cedric throws his hands into the air,

"Yes, yes. I am thanks I get it; I got enough of it as a, child I wish not to repeat this part of my life thank you very much."

Baileywick let out a chuckle at hearing Cedric's voice crack on his words,

"Looks like you get the joy of reliving puberty as well."

"If I could set you a flame I would,"

Baileywick patted the top of Cedric's head; Cedric quickly removed his hand from his head.

"I may look like a child but I am not! Now point us to where we can find the King to inform him of this development."

Baileywick took out his stop watch,

"He should be in his study at this time, I will escort you."

Cedric put his hand up to stop him,

"No need, I don't wish to be your entertainment anymore than I have to be."

With that Cedric grabbed Sofia's hand and pulled her down the hall leaving Baileywick in a fit of laughter.

"I hate this Castle ever so much."

Not meaning to let that slip he stopped in his track turning to look at Sofia who had a frown on her face.

"I didn't mean it, well I did but you wouldn't understand what it is like for me here. Now I am even more of a laughing stalk then I was before."

She looked down at the ground,

"I am sorry that I made it worse, Mister Cedric."

He tightens his grip on her hand just a bit making her look back up.

"Don't fret about it; you have always been a good friend even though you're an annoying apprentice who messes up a potion turning her teacher into a child."

That got a small giggle from her and smile appeared on her face again, squeezing his hand back they continued to go to her father study holding hands. He didn't think much about holding her hand, more for the fact that she wouldn't let go so he went along with it. Once at the door he knocked with his free hand while pulling his other a bit forcefully from Sofia's grip. They had gotten ushered in by the king,

"Hello Sofia, how can I help you? Who is your friend here?"

She nervously walked up to her father desk,

"Dad, you know that potion I was working on for my summer project?"

"Oh could I forget, you update us at dinner every night on your progress."

He said in a very proud fatherly voice,

"Well, something went wrong and I turned Mister Cedric into a child."

She was now pointing at the Cedric; he stood there being examined again. A confused look appeared on her father's face.

"How could a potion for plants turn into Cedric being a child?"

"Trust me your majesty, I have no idea how this happened and I wish I could change back."

He covered his mouth holding back a laugh at hearing Cedric in a much different voice with the ever so often crackling in it.

"Yes, yes. Get the laughter out now your Majesty."

"So explain to me why you say you wish you could change back?"

"The potion made everything revert back to when I was 15; the only thing that has remained in tac was my memory. I have everything of a 15 year old now and my magical capabilities are no longer what they once were."

Rolland leaned back into his chair as he contemplated this information.

"Well then I guess you have to go back to school and relearn."

Cedric was in shock, returning to Hexly Hall would be a bad idea.

"Your Majesty with all due respect, they would know who I am instantly. I wish not to alert anyone about my current situation."

The king went silent pondering what he could do; Sofia was the one to talk next.

"How about he comes to Royal prep, we could make up a story about him being an exchange student and he is a future Royal sorcerer in training and needs to attend the school for his next lessons."

They both looked at her, Cedric was about to say what a bad idea that was but the king interrupted him.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea, I will make arrangements with the school and he will start in the following year. Royal prep may not have the best sorcery class but it will have to do."

Cedric groaned,

"I was just thinking I could just be in my tower and do some research."

"Nonsense, with your powers out of commotion you need to go back and learn to control them again in a proper setting. Not exploding wall or lighting things on fire that shouldn't be set on fire."

Rolling his eyes at the king,

"You have so little trust in me your Majesty."

The next day Sofia was up at his tower bright and early, with Cedric not needing to do any work seeing the current situation he was now set with the task of getting ready to go back to school. The king would not let him out of it and Sofia had offered her assist to get ready to go back to school, seeing how they were not wanting anyone to know who he truly was today was the plan on setting up another identity for him.

"Oh, Mister Cedric!"

Sofia knocked on his tower door; hearing grumbles coming from the other side a sleepy eyed Cedric opened the door rubbing his eyes. His hair was a mess from sleeping, he only wore a pair of sleeping pants and Sofia quickly covered her eyes with her hands.

"Mister Cedric, can you please put a shirt on."

He looked down; he understood why she felt uncomfortable. In her eyes she now saw him as more or less a classmate and at this delicate age he could only wonder what her mind was thinking.

"Come in and I'll go get dressed."

She started to walk forward still covering her eyes, she hit into the corner of the door.

"Ow,"

He sighed going back and helping her in so she wouldn't get hurt again, having her sit down on his chair.

"Now stay here and I'll be back after I dress."

He left the room and a few minutes later he came back dressed in the clothes he wore the other day. Returning to his shrunken Cedric look,

"Okay you can look; your eyes will no longer melt out of your skull."

Sofia removed her hands looking over at Cedric with a small flush on her face,

"I am sorry; I just haven't seen anyone shirtless so it surprised me."

Shrugging his shoulders he went and sat on his stool,

"So Princess, what all do I need to do to attend this school of yours."

Watching her face change from nervous to excitement she pulled out a book and quill from a bag she had with her.

"Well first we need to think of a name also a back story for you as well. No one really knows you in my school aside from the short visits my friends and I would in need of supplies for a project. So we either need to say you are related to Cedric the sensational or dye your bangs."

His chest puffed out at the praise from Sofia this got a giggle from her,

"What is that giggle for young lady?"

"It's just weird seeing you puff out your chest in this state; also you need to work on how you talk. Right now we are the same age and we don't go around calling others young."

"Well blasted girl, what should I call you then?"

"You can just call me Sofia, not need to be formal. Even at school, the story so far from what my dad has said is that you would of arrived at our castle a month before school so that would be plenty of time to make friends with me. Others at school you might want to address them formally, James and Amber have been informed of the situation. But seeing how they have already graduated you don't need to worry about them at the school."

"Now that we have that settled, I guess we should get started on what everyone will call me. How about you say off a few names and I'll see if I like any of them."

She ponders for a moment,

"Hmm, I think you should be called Loki."

"Why on earth would you think I should be called Loki?"

"Easy, you're a trouble maker even when you don't mean to be."

She giggles and he groaned.

"How am I a trouble maker?"

"You always seem like you are getting yourself in trouble for something and your potions have a tendency to explode on you. Your spell always seemed to backfire in front of my father so I have always seen you more of a trouble maker than anything."

He placed his head in his right hand shaking it a bit,

"I will never understand you child."

"Hey, what did I say about that!"

"This is going to be a long day."