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tamingthemuseTitle: Accidents Happen
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN>
Fandoms: Harry Potter/American Idol
Characters: Harry, Snape, Dumbledore, Adam, and Kris
Spoilers: HP AU book 6
Summary: As a surprise Hermione takes Harry to the American Idol concert. There Harry accidently Adam and Kris’s age, Deaged fic (cause if the HP fandom can do it so can we).
Notes: This was written for the scavenger hunt at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ontd_ai. The prompt was used in relation to adults and children.
Harry sat down guilty watching as Dumbledore and Snape talked, well Dumbledore was talking, Snape was gesturing wildly in Harry’s direction and in the direction of the two muggle children exploring the contents of a black case on one of the vanity’s.
Harry knew whatever they were up to wasn’t good. The children were around five, maybe six, but the looks on their faces spelled trouble. Harry wasn’t allowed to get up, seeing as how this was his fault to begin with.
It had been a gift from Hermione, something normal, something fun. She had somehow gotten tickets for the three of them to go to the States for some television program concert, one that was pretty well known. Then someone had recognized him, something about an American wizard magazine he’d been in a few times. They had gotten backstage, things had been hectic, he really hadn’t meant to.
It had all lead to him turning the show’s top performers into kids.
Ron and Hermione had been sent back to Hogwarts, where their parents waited. Harry had been told to sit in the chair and not to move a single muscle. So he watched as Adam, the one with blond hair and a riot of freckles took out a jar of something blue and glittery and grinned at the browned haired boy in delight, Kris was his name from what Harry remembered of the concert.
Kris’s eyes went wide and he started backing away from Adam slowly, he was smaller but looked scrappy. Adam whispered something to him that had him stopping and moving closer, tilting his head closer to Adam’s as the other boy struggled to open the stuff.
“Potter!” Snape’s barked and Harry turned away from the boys to his Potions Professor, his cheeks growing hot at the disgust he saw there. Snape’s lips curled into a sneer he had seemed to perfect around Harry and disdain dripped from his voice “Once again you managed to foolishly put others lives in danger and carelessly risked exposing magic all just to show off.”
“I wasn’t.” Harry bit out sharply knowing he shouldn’t say anything but feeling hot with shame and rage, it had been an accident, he hadn’t meant for any of this to happen, had no control over it.
“Severus.” Dumbledore’s voice was soft but firm and he indicated the two little boys who were now looking over at the dark haired man with fear. Their hands with stained with the blue glitter and there was a trail of it by the blonds eye.
To Harry’s surprise Snape backed off and it was Dumbledore who spoke next, his voice soft “While what Harry was done cause create a problem for us we cannot solve it here, the best thing would be to alter the memories of those around and take the boys back to Hogwarts so Severus can find a solution.”
The boys were small, and still clutching the glitter. But the words seemed to get through to them and their eyes locked, something older passing between them, a memory or a feeling that was still their own. they were fast, Adam moving to drop the glitter back in the box and clip it shut, holding it in his hand, and Kris was across the room and wrapping his small arms around a smooth guitar. It was too big for him to hold fully but there was a fierce look on his face that threatened retribution for anyone who tried to take it from him.
Looks like the boys weren’t all they were taking back.
~*~
What followed was three days of disaster. Harry had stayed at Hogwarts while Snape had worked on a way to turn the Idol kids back to their grown selves. He had had a front row seat as the 2 five years olds (Dumbledore had been able to determine that for them) had torn through the magical castle leaving chaos in their wake.
Separate they were manageable. Adam had been fascinated by the Great Hall, with the magically ever-changing ceiling and colorful banners and bright objects. Kris had staked out the library, pulling down book after book not to read but to stand on till he could get to the lost and found area kept in a corner by the Restricted Section.
They would have been easy to deal with that way, there was a lot to keep them entertained. But they seemed to gravitate to each other, sensing someone they knew, a best friend as Kris had declared early on and when they were together it was horrible.
They had riled up the owls in the Owlery, had almost fallen into the lake, had torn through classroom after classroom, and had even somehow managed to get into Dumbledore’s office and coax Fawkes to follow them, Dumbledore had claimed with a fond smile the bird had sensed something good and pure within them.
What topped that all though, and had everyone realized when a cure had been finally found, was the destruction they had caused in Snape’s potion lab. No one knew how they got in, but there had been more than one explosion. Harry suspected it had been Adam who had lead the way there, Snape kept a lot of potions that were bright and colorful, and as it turned out Adam was fond of mixing things.
Luckily for the boys nothing could happen to them because the Muggle world would notice, so they had been restored to their proper ages, their memories of the last few days altered, and sent back to the tour they had been on, each with a phoenix feather given to them by Fawkes.
Harry was thankful, and next time Hermione wanted to do something special for him he would just ask her to get him a book, most of the time those were safe.
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN>
Fandoms: Harry Potter/American Idol
Characters: Harry, Snape, Dumbledore, Adam, and Kris
Spoilers: HP AU book 6
Summary: As a surprise Hermione takes Harry to the American Idol concert. There Harry accidently Adam and Kris’s age, Deaged fic (cause if the HP fandom can do it so can we).
Notes: This was written for the scavenger hunt at
ontd_ai. The prompt was used in relation to adults and children.Harry sat down guilty watching as Dumbledore and Snape talked, well Dumbledore was talking, Snape was gesturing wildly in Harry’s direction and in the direction of the two muggle children exploring the contents of a black case on one of the vanity’s.
Harry knew whatever they were up to wasn’t good. The children were around five, maybe six, but the looks on their faces spelled trouble. Harry wasn’t allowed to get up, seeing as how this was his fault to begin with.
It had been a gift from Hermione, something normal, something fun. She had somehow gotten tickets for the three of them to go to the States for some television program concert, one that was pretty well known. Then someone had recognized him, something about an American wizard magazine he’d been in a few times. They had gotten backstage, things had been hectic, he really hadn’t meant to.
It had all lead to him turning the show’s top performers into kids.
Ron and Hermione had been sent back to Hogwarts, where their parents waited. Harry had been told to sit in the chair and not to move a single muscle. So he watched as Adam, the one with blond hair and a riot of freckles took out a jar of something blue and glittery and grinned at the browned haired boy in delight, Kris was his name from what Harry remembered of the concert.
Kris’s eyes went wide and he started backing away from Adam slowly, he was smaller but looked scrappy. Adam whispered something to him that had him stopping and moving closer, tilting his head closer to Adam’s as the other boy struggled to open the stuff.
“Potter!” Snape’s barked and Harry turned away from the boys to his Potions Professor, his cheeks growing hot at the disgust he saw there. Snape’s lips curled into a sneer he had seemed to perfect around Harry and disdain dripped from his voice “Once again you managed to foolishly put others lives in danger and carelessly risked exposing magic all just to show off.”
“I wasn’t.” Harry bit out sharply knowing he shouldn’t say anything but feeling hot with shame and rage, it had been an accident, he hadn’t meant for any of this to happen, had no control over it.
“Severus.” Dumbledore’s voice was soft but firm and he indicated the two little boys who were now looking over at the dark haired man with fear. Their hands with stained with the blue glitter and there was a trail of it by the blonds eye.
To Harry’s surprise Snape backed off and it was Dumbledore who spoke next, his voice soft “While what Harry was done cause create a problem for us we cannot solve it here, the best thing would be to alter the memories of those around and take the boys back to Hogwarts so Severus can find a solution.”
The boys were small, and still clutching the glitter. But the words seemed to get through to them and their eyes locked, something older passing between them, a memory or a feeling that was still their own. they were fast, Adam moving to drop the glitter back in the box and clip it shut, holding it in his hand, and Kris was across the room and wrapping his small arms around a smooth guitar. It was too big for him to hold fully but there was a fierce look on his face that threatened retribution for anyone who tried to take it from him.
Looks like the boys weren’t all they were taking back.
~*~
What followed was three days of disaster. Harry had stayed at Hogwarts while Snape had worked on a way to turn the Idol kids back to their grown selves. He had had a front row seat as the 2 five years olds (Dumbledore had been able to determine that for them) had torn through the magical castle leaving chaos in their wake.
Separate they were manageable. Adam had been fascinated by the Great Hall, with the magically ever-changing ceiling and colorful banners and bright objects. Kris had staked out the library, pulling down book after book not to read but to stand on till he could get to the lost and found area kept in a corner by the Restricted Section.
They would have been easy to deal with that way, there was a lot to keep them entertained. But they seemed to gravitate to each other, sensing someone they knew, a best friend as Kris had declared early on and when they were together it was horrible.
They had riled up the owls in the Owlery, had almost fallen into the lake, had torn through classroom after classroom, and had even somehow managed to get into Dumbledore’s office and coax Fawkes to follow them, Dumbledore had claimed with a fond smile the bird had sensed something good and pure within them.
What topped that all though, and had everyone realized when a cure had been finally found, was the destruction they had caused in Snape’s potion lab. No one knew how they got in, but there had been more than one explosion. Harry suspected it had been Adam who had lead the way there, Snape kept a lot of potions that were bright and colorful, and as it turned out Adam was fond of mixing things.
Luckily for the boys nothing could happen to them because the Muggle world would notice, so they had been restored to their proper ages, their memories of the last few days altered, and sent back to the tour they had been on, each with a phoenix feather given to them by Fawkes.
Harry was thankful, and next time Hermione wanted to do something special for him he would just ask her to get him a book, most of the time those were safe.
