Aging

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When Draco came-to, Madame Pomfrey noticed and said, "Draco, in order to heal Harry, I have to age him a bit earlier than planned. Otherwise, the amount of potions I have to give him might be too much for his young body. I'll age him to about the age of eight, Okay?"
"Okay," Draco agreed. Anything to keep his sub safe.
Later that day, Harry was laying in a bed, in the hospital wing, reading a nine-hundred page, fictional book. Draco was sitting next to him, on a chair, doing some of his difficult potions homework, obviously assigned by Professor Snape.
Then, Madame Pomfrey came up to the two boys and said, "Harry, I'm going to give you  the potion now. I have to warn you, that the sensations you will feel during the aging process aren't going to be very pleasant." 
Draco translated that into French for Harry and Harry nodded.
Then, Madame Pomfrey gave Harry the potion. She pressed the cold, clear glass bottle against his plump lips and he opened his mouth to swallow the electric blue potion. 
As soon as the potion went down his throat, his eyes rolled back into his head, but were still open. So all you could see when you looked into his normally green eyes was white. Harry started shaking and twitching, making keening noises as his body convulsed and grew. He was surrounded by an emerald green light and was floating a few inches off the hospital bed.
Draco watched as Harry's body changed. His hips became wider and his cheekbones looked higher. He watched as the previously-thin body became even more skinny. Abnormally thin. Harry's hair grew longer, down to his hips, and he looked taller by a few inches. Then, Harry screamed as bloody, white wings started to burst from his back. Harry's skin seemed to let out this ethereal glow. He seemed like a ray of sunlight, shining in the night.
Beautiful. Draco thought. So bloody beautiful.
As soon as little Hadrian's body touched the bed, his wings halfway in, half out, Madame Pomfrey grabbed multiple potions and started to help Harry drink them one by one. She also stuck multiple IV's (intra-venous) in his luminescent arms. Draco helped clean Harry's wings. He cleaned all the gross mucus, blood and other slimy stuff off of the now-eight year old's blindingly white wings.
Holy fucking hell! He came into an inheritance when he was EIGHT? Draco thought.
Draco was brought out of his musings by an angry Pomfrey saying, "-lfoy, Malfoy! Are you even listening to me? You need to leave," said Pomfrey.
"But- but I can't leave!" Draco said.
"I'll tell you when he wakes up, alright?" Asked the witch.
"You'd better," Draco said.
"Okay," said Madame Pomfrey.
So, Draco left the hospital wing. When he got to his common room, he was immediately tackled by a worried Pansy.
"DRACO! Where's Harry? Where is he? Is he okay?" Parkinson asked.
"I don't know. He's still in the infirmary," Draco said.
Blaise spoke up, "I can't believe he got deaged in the first place!"

Meanwhile...

Harry slept. He slept until the light of the moon shone through the windows and onto his face, making him look like a moon-child. He slept until the break of dawn when the sun rose up in the East and the sunlight hit his face just right, making him look like a tiny angel. Then, he woke up.
A shrill scream rang through the halls of Hogwarts. A small body convulsed on the bed, his wings growing to their fullest extent, and a mediwitch hurried to help him.

In the Corridors...

"What the bloody hell is that?!" A student yelled.

"Do you think I know?" Another student yelled.

"EVERYBODY CALM DOWN!" Dumbledore yelled.

Everyone started to murmur.

"There is no need to worry, we teachers have got the situation under control," Dumbledore said, trying to placate the students.

The students kept whispering.

Everyone went to their classes as usual, all except for Draco. He spent the whole day worrying about the little boy in his care.
Draco paced in his dorm, Pansy and Blaise watching him, until Pansy said, "STOP PACING! You're making me dizzy."

"I know," Draco said. "I just can't help worrying about Harry!"

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