Chapter 14: All Grown Up


James shook his head in disbelief. He looked down and saw muscles everywhere... something he hadn't had before.

"What just happened?" he asked. His own voice sounded deeper, more mature. He was completely bewildered. He looked over at Cora, Leanne, and Rose who were looking at each other, completely stunned. They didn't resemble 11-year-old girls anymore. They had boobs. James shook his head, trying to clear the thought from his head. That was his sister and cousin and their friend. He shouldn't be thinking that way.

"Let's go to McGonagall," Ben said, looking scared.

"Okay," James said.

They headed outside to Professor McGonagall's office.

"How do go inside?" Cora asked, looking over at a nearby gargoyle fearfully.

"I've been in here before. Last term, the password was Sugar Quill," James said. He thought for a second, trying to think of what a password could be.

"Sugar Quill," Zack said stupidly, looking over at the gargoyle.

"You moron," Rose said. "It's not going to be the same as it was last term."

"Well, it was worth a try," Zack said.

"Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans, Pumpkin Pasty, Cockroach Cluster, Chocolate Lollipop, Ice Mice," he listed off. He continued to list candy, but nothing worked. "Pepper Imps!" he growled, kicking the gargoyle in frustration.

"Ugh... James, you're really making me hungry," Leanne sighed. "I wish I had brought a Lemon Drop with me."

The gargoyle sprung to live and the staircase behind it began to turn.

"Leanne, you're a genius!" James whooped, hugging her.

"What did I do?" she asked.

"Obviously, the password was Lemon Drop," Ben said.

"Oh. You're welcome," Leanne said, as she headed up the staircase.

James knocked on the door.

"Professor!"

"Come in," McGonagall called.

James, Ben, Zack, Rose, Cora, and Leanne came through the door into McGonagall's office. Professor McGonagall gasped in shock upon seeing them.

"Don't ask," Ben said.

"What have I told you two boys about messing with Potions?!" Professor McGonagall gasped exasperatedly. "Obviously, I can't blame this on Benjamin, but James and Zachary... you already know! What did you do? Try to fix an antidote for Benjamin?"

"Something like that," Cora muttered.

"You three girls were involved, too, obviously. As punishment, I'm not changing you back. You're going to learn to handle the responsibility of being fifth and sixth years. That'll teach you not to mess with Growth Potions. This isn't as easy to fix as a Shrinking Potion. Benjamin would have turned back into an 11-year-old in a few days, had you not decided to go at it your own way."

James spluttered at McGonagall.

"But Professor! We didn't want Professor Grumblat to..." he trailed off, afraid of revealing too much.

"What James means," Rose continued, "is that we didn't want to trouble Professor Grumblat. He is sick today and James felt like he shouldn't be bothered."

McGonagall sighed.

"Go on to your classes as normal. I'm going to be calling your parents. I need to let them know what you've done to yourselves." She shooed them out of her office and the door closed behind them with a resounding thud.

The teenagers headed toward the Gryffindor common room. Once there, James headed off to his dormitory, Zack went to go take a nap, and Cora went upstairs to get her books and she and Rose headed to the library. Ben and Leanne were left in the empty common room.

Ben had thought that Leanne had been beautiful before. But now, she was nicely filled out with a wonderful figure. Her face had lost the girlish look and she had become more... womanly. Ben suddenly felt shyer around her and wasn't quite sure what to say to her.

"Well, this has been an adventure," Leanne said, sighing. She leaned back on the sofa.

"Well, at least I'm not stuck in the hospital wing in a bassinette. Thank you for brewing that potion."

"Well, it wasn't just me," Leanne said. "It was Cora, too. James, Zack, and Rose just kept look-out."

"Uh oh," Ben said, jumping up. "You know what we forgot to do?" His voice was now full of panic. "We forgot to go clean up that mess!"

"How are we going to do that?" Leanne asked. "It's everywhere!"

"We can get one of the house elves to help. Let's go down to the kitchens," Ben said.

"We can go down to the kitchens?" Leanne asked, intrigued.

"Come on, I'll show you," Ben said, pulling her forward and out the portrait hole.

Upon arriving back at Moaning Myrtle's bathroom with CeeCee the house elf, Ben saw a familiar bright light from around the corner. He headed in that direction, curious. Leanne stood by the door next to CeeCee.

"This is all your fault!" a feminine voice screeched. "Get away from me!"

A girl with short black hair ran around the corner, hitting Ben squarely in the chest. She looked up at him, shocked.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there," she said.

"It's okay. Hey!" he yelled at her companion who was quickly running away. He didn't stop.

"I need to go," the girl said. She looked around fifteen or sixteen years old.

"What's your name?" Ben asked her.

"Julia," the girl said.

"Were you by any chance in that bathroom over there?" Ben asked her.

"Yeah," she sniffed. There's a bunch of blue stuff all over the floor in there. Tristan dragged me in there and we came back out quickly because there was this feeling like something was crawling all over us. We came back out and this light swallowed us up and now... we're older and..." the girl dissolved into tears again.

"You're Julia Adams," Ben said stupidly. "James's friend."

"Yeah," Julia said uncomfortably. "And who are you?"

"I'm Ben... his brother..."

"Whoa! What happened?" Julia asked him, shocked.

"Same thing that happened to you," Ben said. "James, Zack, Rose, Cora, and Leanne were with me."

"So you're all like this?" Julia asked.

Ben nodded. "See Leanne over there?"

Julia nodded. Ben led her over to Leanne and CeeCee.

"We brought a house elf to clean up the mess."

"You want CeeCee to clean up a mess in the bathroom?" CeeCee squeaked. "CeeCee would be happy to. CeeCee LOVES to clean!" The little house elf headed into the bathroom and came back out a few minutes later, not aged a bit. "Can CeeCee do anything else for Mr. Potter and Miss Rhyce?"

"No, CeeCee, you can go back to the kitches," Leanne said, giving CeeCee a pat on the head.

"So, Julia, who was the person with you?" Ben asked.

"Tristan Malfoy. He's my dad's friend's son," Julia explained.

Ben shook his head.

"Well, at least that mess is cleaned up so we don't have to worry about anyone else getting into it." Ben stopped. "Wait, why were you in a bathroom with Tristan Malfoy in the first place?"

"My dad wanted us to become friends," Julia said. "After I decided to disown my dad, he's been coming after me. He's been threatening me."

"Why didn't you tell someone?" Leanne asked, shocked.

"I did. McGonagall's been keeping an eye on me. But I didn't tell her about the Malfoy thing," Julia said, crossing her arms. She looked down in embarrassment.

"And why the bloody hell not?" Ben asked, getting frustrated.

"I don't know, okay?" Julia said. "Look. I've got to go."

"Julia, you need to go see McGonagall. She'll be able to fix you, turn you back to a 12-year-old," Ben said.

"No, Ben. I'm fine. Look. I'll be okay. Stop worrying about me and start minding your own business!"

And with that, Julia stormed off. Ben looked at Leanne helplessly.

"There's nothing we can do. She can only help herself," Leanne replied.

"I know. But it still kills me that her father is like that," Ben growled.

"Come on. Let's go," Leanne said, taking his hand and dragging him down the hall.


Rose was on her way to the Owlery to send a letter to her father. She was daydreaming, thinking of what she was going to write to him. She didn't notice the tall, blonde-headed boy walking toward her quickly, apparently lost in thought. The two collided. Rose fell to the ground, dropping her tote to the floor. The contents flew everywhere.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" she said hastily, trying to pick things up.

"You should be!" the boy said agitatedly. Rose looked up, very much offended by the boy's outburst. Looking her over, the boy stuttered as he spoke. "I mean, I'm so sorry! That was my fault!" the boy continued, trying to cover up his previous statement. Rose couldn't help but notice how attractive the boy was. He had bright blonde hair and vivid ice blue eyes that locked onto her brown almond-shaped ones.

"It's okay," Rose said, trying to pick up her papers. The boy helped her. Thanking him graciously, she asked for his name.

"Tristan," the boy said.

Rose laughed hollowly.

"Not Tristan Malfoy," she said, staring at him.

"Yes," Tristan said, a hint of confusion tinted his voice.

"Well, you don't want anything to do with me, then," Rose said, starting to walk away in shock. "Thank you for helping me."

"Wait!" Tristan called, running after her.

"What do you want?" Rose asked, irritated.

"I need to at least know your name," he said. "Please?"

Rose was so taken aback at Tristan's politeness that she consented.

"Rose Potter," she said, searching Tristan's blue eyes for a sign of recognition.

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