Summary: Harry, being the clumsy mess he is, spills a de aging potion all over his long time crush, Draco Malfoy. What happens when Harry is put in charge because he caused this disaster?

Third person POV:

"Harry, we're late for potions!" Ron shouts at Harry, flying to the ground. They were flying around, forgetting the time. Harry shoots down, hopping off his broom as soon as he reaches the spiky grass.

They run inside and go straight to potions class. Ron tries to sneak in first, but the door is too loud so Snape sees him. "25 points from Gryffindor." He says coldly before continuing to inspect potions, not knowing Harry would be coming in after him.

Harry ran inside and crashed into a cauldron, spilling the potion on a person he didn't see. Snape whips around at the sound. "Potter! 40 points from Gryffindor! That was a de aging potion. Unless finished, it could result in something bad." Snape informs him walking over.

"It was finished sir." Harry hears and turns to see Pansy Parkinson look down at a pile of robes. Harry looks at them too, surprised to see them move. A groan comes from the pile and a very cute little boy sits up in them. *Look at picture.*

"Malfoy?" Harry says, shocked, as well as the rest of the class. Draco rubs his eye with his fist. He yawns and stand up. The clothes he was wearing (minus the robes) also shrunk down to match his size. He opens his eyes and looks around. "Pansy? You look old." He says turning to her. She squeals and kneels down to meet his eye level. "Baby Dray! You're so cute." She says pinching his cheek.

"No, I'm not." He says pushing her hand away. Then wiping off his cheek, as if he was getting rid of her germs. "You know what's cute?" He says. "Who?" She says, thinking he'll reveal his crush. "The book I'll be hitting you with if you say that or pinch my cheek again." He says dusting off his robes.

"Wow. He acts the same, even when a baby." Harry comments. Draco turns to face him. "I'll let you know, I'm not a baby. I'm five years old. Do I look like a child to you?" He says, sharply. Harry blushes. "Well, uh... yeah, kinda?" He says looking down. Child Draco snorts. "Well, I don't suppose you can tell me where I am, why I'm not at home, and what I'm doing here?" Draco sasses, starting to walk around the classroom, judging potions.

"Uh. I- um." Harry stutters. Snape answers his questions. "You're in Hogwarts, Draco. You're here because he crashed into your perfectly made de aging potion. He nods his head, indicating he understands. "Very clumsy, you are, Potter." He says looking at Neville's and Ron's potion.

"You forgot the rose buds and bat wings, so add those in that order before stirring clockwise twelve times." He instructs, before walking over to Lavender's and Hermione's potion. Hermione looked at him, wondering how he knew that at five. "Stir faster, and pay attention. You're at seven stirs." He tells Lavender, who slowed down her stirring in surprise. She quickly picks up her pace, listening to him.

He then continues to go around and tell everyone what was wrong with their potions. Snape wasn't shocked, since he is Draco's godfather. He knew about the boy's intelligence. The only reason Hermione topped him was because the other professors favored her.

Class was over and Snape called Potter up front before he could leave for lunch. The class soon emptied out, eager to eat. "So, Potter. You've caused this, so you will be looking after him until the antidote is ready." Snape orders. "How long will that be?" Harry asks, dreading time with his crush, the cutest child ever.

Draco answers instead of letting Snape. "One and a half months." Snape nods, approving his answer. Hardy inwardly sighs, outwardly groans. "Fine, then. Where will he sleep?" Snape gives him the 'really' look. "In the Gryffindor dormitories, as you are responsible for him." Snape replies ushering them out of his classroom.

Draco walks ahead of Harry, head held high. All the girls and even some boys he passed were gushing over how cute he was. They arrived at the Great Hall and everyone started at little Draco. He started walking over to the Slytherin table but Harry sped walked over and dragged him out the Gryffindor table.

Little Draco huffs in protest. Harry rolls his eyes and sits him down. Ron snd Hermione state at them in bewilderment. "Why is Malfoy here, Harry?" Ron asks, for once, stopping his eating. He explains what Snape said and how long the antidote would take to create.

Ron looks at Draco, saying "You're five, right?" Draco rolls his eyes, stealing Hermione's goblet of pumpkin juice and sipping it, ignoring her protests. "You were there when I said so, weren't you, Weasley?" Hermione and Harry laugh. Ron blushes from embarrassment, and goes back to eating his beloved chicken leg.

(There will most likely be a part two! Comment if you want one.)