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"BLACK!" Snape screamed. He stormed into Dumbledore's office, Sirius running behind him. Harry, Hermione, and Ron shuddered, trying hard not to laugh.
Snape was dressed in Gryffindor Quidditch robes, his shoulder-length hair in a loose ponytail. He glared at Sirius, who was grinning at him.
"Why Severus, what is going on?" Dumbledore asked. Snape growled.
"Black has been kind enough as to change my attire to THIS..." Snape muttered. Dumbledore chuckled.
"Professor Snape?" Harry asked. Snape glared at him. "You were a great help to our last match, you know..."
"What are you talking about, Potter?" Snape sneered, "Me, head of Slytherin, help Gryffindor in Quidditch? That is a joke."
"No, it's not Severus," Dumbledore said, "When you were a 6-year-old, Gryffindor had a match against Hufflepuff. When Harry tried to catch the Snitch, and it got away, you jumped and caught it for him. You were sitting on his lap on his Firebolt."
Snape's skin paled slightly, his eyes narrowing to slits. "So," he said silkily, "Gryffindor won a match because of me. How...interesting."
"It'll go down in history!" Ron laughed, "'Severus S. Snape, potions professor and head of Slytherin house at Hogwarts, helped the Gryffindor house team beat the Hufflepuff house, at a game of Quidditch.'"
Snape snarled, his eyes glittering. "Shut up. Weasley!" he said.
"Oh, come now, Severus!" Sirius laughed, putting his arm across Snape's shoulders, pulling him out, "Be cheerful!"
"I'll be 'cheerful,' when Albus shaves his beard, Minerva puts her hair down...and when you start acting mature and civil!" Snape snapped. Sirius lead him away, down into the castle halls.
"Oooook, then," Hermione said. She leaned back in her seat. Fawkes flew over, and landed on her knees.
"Remus should change back to an adult in a few days..." Dumbledore commented.
"Good!" Ron muttered sourly, "This has been hard enough!"
Over the next few days, they kept a close watch on Remus. He didn't seem to be changing at all. "You think Dumbledore was wrong?" Harry asked.
"No," Ron said, "Maybe, he meant a week or two-"
"Harry! Ron! Remus is starting to grow!" Hermione squealed. They looked at the little boy. He was playing with Ron's wand, prodding random objects with it.
Hermione ran to the girl's dormitory. Harry and Ron frowned, but shrugged. They watched as Remus' body widened and lengthened, his face going from rounded to lean, some of the brown hair turning gray.
"Huh?" Remus looked around. "What is this? What am I doing here? Why aren't I wearing anything?"
"Remus, there was an accident in Potions..." they started.
When Remus was dressed and groomed, they stood in the front lawns, along with Sirius and Snape. "We must be going..." Sirius said sadly, hugging Harry, Ron, and Hermione separately.
"Hey, Sirius, didn't you have a date to get to?" Remus asked. Sirius' eyes got wide.
"NOOOOOOO! SORA!" Sirius screamed, trotting towards Hogsmeade. Remus shook his head, and hugged them, before running after him. Snape looked at them.
"I.thank you, Potter," he said. They gaped at him.
"What?" they asked. Snape scowled.
"Must I spell it out? I-thank-you!" he yelled.
"You're welcome, Professor," Harry replied.
"Not many 6th year students would take care of a 6-year-old, let alone three, one of which being me, the most hated teacher of Hogwarts," Snape admitted reluctantly. Harry had a feeling Dumbledore had asked him to tell them this story.
"I had help," Harry commented, smiling at Ron and Hermione. Snape sniffed, glaring around.
"I have to get my lessons ready for class...excuse me, please..." he said. They moved out of his way.
"That was strange, wasn't it?" Ron asked, looking at Snape's retreating back.
"Not really, if you really think," Hermione said.
"Hermione, look who you're talking to! We don't 'think!'" he said. She huffed.
"Oh yeah, I forgot!" she said sarcastically.
"Come on, let's go to the Great Hall...it's almost dinner!" Harry said. They climbed up the slopes toward Hogwarts School, relieved that the potion had finally wore off, and Sirius, Remus, and Severus were back to normal.
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Finished! I thank you all! I must make note of two readers! First being Katzztar (163355)! If it wasn't for Katzztar, I wouldn't had known about six-year-old behavior towards each other! And to Lisa! Lisa had the idea of Harry commenting about the Quidditch match, and that gave me the idea of Snape in the Gryffy team uniform robes! Thank you, Katzzar and Lisa! Should I do a sequel to this? If you think so, give me some ideas about it!
"BLACK!" Snape screamed. He stormed into Dumbledore's office, Sirius running behind him. Harry, Hermione, and Ron shuddered, trying hard not to laugh.
Snape was dressed in Gryffindor Quidditch robes, his shoulder-length hair in a loose ponytail. He glared at Sirius, who was grinning at him.
"Why Severus, what is going on?" Dumbledore asked. Snape growled.
"Black has been kind enough as to change my attire to THIS..." Snape muttered. Dumbledore chuckled.
"Professor Snape?" Harry asked. Snape glared at him. "You were a great help to our last match, you know..."
"What are you talking about, Potter?" Snape sneered, "Me, head of Slytherin, help Gryffindor in Quidditch? That is a joke."
"No, it's not Severus," Dumbledore said, "When you were a 6-year-old, Gryffindor had a match against Hufflepuff. When Harry tried to catch the Snitch, and it got away, you jumped and caught it for him. You were sitting on his lap on his Firebolt."
Snape's skin paled slightly, his eyes narrowing to slits. "So," he said silkily, "Gryffindor won a match because of me. How...interesting."
"It'll go down in history!" Ron laughed, "'Severus S. Snape, potions professor and head of Slytherin house at Hogwarts, helped the Gryffindor house team beat the Hufflepuff house, at a game of Quidditch.'"
Snape snarled, his eyes glittering. "Shut up. Weasley!" he said.
"Oh, come now, Severus!" Sirius laughed, putting his arm across Snape's shoulders, pulling him out, "Be cheerful!"
"I'll be 'cheerful,' when Albus shaves his beard, Minerva puts her hair down...and when you start acting mature and civil!" Snape snapped. Sirius lead him away, down into the castle halls.
"Oooook, then," Hermione said. She leaned back in her seat. Fawkes flew over, and landed on her knees.
"Remus should change back to an adult in a few days..." Dumbledore commented.
"Good!" Ron muttered sourly, "This has been hard enough!"
Over the next few days, they kept a close watch on Remus. He didn't seem to be changing at all. "You think Dumbledore was wrong?" Harry asked.
"No," Ron said, "Maybe, he meant a week or two-"
"Harry! Ron! Remus is starting to grow!" Hermione squealed. They looked at the little boy. He was playing with Ron's wand, prodding random objects with it.
Hermione ran to the girl's dormitory. Harry and Ron frowned, but shrugged. They watched as Remus' body widened and lengthened, his face going from rounded to lean, some of the brown hair turning gray.
"Huh?" Remus looked around. "What is this? What am I doing here? Why aren't I wearing anything?"
"Remus, there was an accident in Potions..." they started.
When Remus was dressed and groomed, they stood in the front lawns, along with Sirius and Snape. "We must be going..." Sirius said sadly, hugging Harry, Ron, and Hermione separately.
"Hey, Sirius, didn't you have a date to get to?" Remus asked. Sirius' eyes got wide.
"NOOOOOOO! SORA!" Sirius screamed, trotting towards Hogsmeade. Remus shook his head, and hugged them, before running after him. Snape looked at them.
"I.thank you, Potter," he said. They gaped at him.
"What?" they asked. Snape scowled.
"Must I spell it out? I-thank-you!" he yelled.
"You're welcome, Professor," Harry replied.
"Not many 6th year students would take care of a 6-year-old, let alone three, one of which being me, the most hated teacher of Hogwarts," Snape admitted reluctantly. Harry had a feeling Dumbledore had asked him to tell them this story.
"I had help," Harry commented, smiling at Ron and Hermione. Snape sniffed, glaring around.
"I have to get my lessons ready for class...excuse me, please..." he said. They moved out of his way.
"That was strange, wasn't it?" Ron asked, looking at Snape's retreating back.
"Not really, if you really think," Hermione said.
"Hermione, look who you're talking to! We don't 'think!'" he said. She huffed.
"Oh yeah, I forgot!" she said sarcastically.
"Come on, let's go to the Great Hall...it's almost dinner!" Harry said. They climbed up the slopes toward Hogwarts School, relieved that the potion had finally wore off, and Sirius, Remus, and Severus were back to normal.
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Finished! I thank you all! I must make note of two readers! First being Katzztar (163355)! If it wasn't for Katzztar, I wouldn't had known about six-year-old behavior towards each other! And to Lisa! Lisa had the idea of Harry commenting about the Quidditch match, and that gave me the idea of Snape in the Gryffy team uniform robes! Thank you, Katzzar and Lisa! Should I do a sequel to this? If you think so, give me some ideas about it!