The scar on Harry's forehead burnt as he looked at the boy his age in front of him. It gave him a suspicious feeling of him.
"Mister Malfoy, Miss Granger, Miss Parkinson, I need you watch them while I go get the Headmaster" instructed the matron.
The three Slytherins nodded as they were shocked by the mini versions of the-boy-who-lived and He-who-must-not-be-named both there, unknowing who the other was. Not just that, but the fact You-Know-Who has a nose.
A while after Madam Pomfrey left, Pansy looked to her friends for answers.
"What happened?"
"A whole cart of potions fell on them and, well, this happened" said Draco.
"Where did it come from? It wasn't there before" asked Pansy.
"I pushed it" confessed Hermione.
Her best friend looked at her in surprise and anger. She was greatly upset to find out her closest friend had made Harry a little boy.
"You did this? I can't believe you! To my own boyfriend-?"
Draco looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"You two were actually together?"
The Slytherin blushed but her anger was very much clear on her face, still.
"You know what? I don't care" she said in a calm voice that scared Hermione.
Right then the matron returned with Headmaster Dumbledore right behind her.
"Santa Clause?"
The elder man chuckled a little, used to being called that by mistake. Then he realized it was the young Harry Potter, the ten year old.
"What exactly happened here?"
Taking a look at his two friends beside him, the mini Harry, and a glance at Dudley stuck on a bed, Draco decided to explain.
After telling the Headmaster everything that happened, up until the point the boys had revealed their young faces.
"I think it might take some time to find a potion to fix them back, but until then I think it's best that you take care of them. After all, you know Harry best, being his close friends" thought Albus, figuring it was the most sensible solution, leaving them with a young murderer.
With that, he turned to Pomfrey and asked her to bring fresh clothes for, and check the two young boys. She quickly did so, and the two ten year olds looked greatly confused towards them.
"You will be excused from your classes for as long as they are under your care stuck at this age" announced Dumbledore to the fifth year students.
Hermione, of course, was the only one upset about the news. She didn't want to miss any second of learning this wonderful magic this world had to offer. It was her only escape from the muggle world she suffered in.
He left the hospital wing after that, and left the students standing there with two young boys oblivious as to where they were.
"Who are you all?"
"Where am I?"
"Harry?"
The young boy with the mess of hair looked to the only occupied bed and sort of recognized his cousin, except he was older.
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The Lost Souls
FanfictionHarry Potter AU "Dudley Dursley" "SLYTHERIN" "Hermione Granger" "SLYTHERIN" "Neville Longbottom" "GRYFFINDOR" "Harry Potter" "SLYTHERIN" "Draco Malfoy" "SLYTHERIN" "Ron Weasley" "HUFFLEPUFF" What if Harry Potter was best friends with Draco Malfoy? W...