Prodigies can fall deep

[Barbossasdaughter]

Sandy was looking at the pages before her. It were pages full of scribbles and notes. Pages with advice and instructions. Half opened books were laying around her as well. A cauldron was bubbling in the midst of everything.

Alright it was time to try it. She looked at the little piece of hard rock in her hand. She had been trying to get a hold on this for quite a time. Professor Snape had had none and he told her it was a rare ingredient. She asked around the elders and found a teen telling her he would be able to get her ingredient for a bit of help with some work.

Today it was finally the moment where she would be one step closer to be on par with Nicolas Flamel! Oh she was so excited!

She had set up a little laboratory in the dungeons safe away from moat people. She knew from Mr. Filch that these were “unfortunately” unused as students weren’t punished anymore.

She put the ingredient in. Normally the potion would bubble a bit and slowly turn turquoise. However the potion bubble more and more and Sandy hadn’t even time to duck down as a loud BANG could be heard through the dungeons...

[Matt_Bradock]

Severus Snape was in his quarters, preparing for next day's lecture, nose deep in a think, large, old-looking book, taking notes for class. Mental notes - he never would allow himself to stoop so low to look at some piece of paper in the middle of the class he was supposed to be the unchallenged master of, in this institution.
That's where Madam Pomfrey reached him.
- Severus, there has been an incident. A student came under effect of a potion we can't identify. The effects are... unique. - she said in a worried voice.
Snape looked up from his book, and seeing her expression, he clenched his teeth and started packing his antidote kit together.
- Who's the student? How severe is her condition? - he asked, as he went through the several components, and even grabbed a bezoar. While he generally considered such a cheap jack-of-all-trades antidote below him, sometimes a quick reaction was required, and this might just be one such occasion.
- I presume they have been taken to the infirmary already? - he asked, having readied his black bag with all the tools needed to decipher whatever she came under the effect of, and followed the Matron to the Hospital Wing.

[Barbossasdaughter]

Luckily indeed someone did find the student. However she sure didn’t look like a student but more like a 7 year old.

Sandy was laying in bed at the infirmary, not knowing how she looked and what had happened yet.
She had opened her eyes a bit as Madame Pomfrey had checked her first but fell back into unconsciousness.

As she heard a familiar, deep voice she woke up and with a small voice uttered:”Prof. Snape?” She did frown a bit. That’s not her voice was it? She managed to sit up but did feel something wet under her. She looked down at herself and saw her little body now! W..what???

She looked up at the two adults in panic. What was going on here?

[Matt_Bradock]

If she thought she was in trouble, she was wrong. But the moment Snape arrived to the room, wearing his typical expression of stern, unimpressed disappointment, she was in trouble.
- Alexandra Smith. I should have known. - If he as at all impressed or surprised by her condition, namely, looking like a 6-year-old who just wet the bed, he was not showing any of that. Then again, it was hard to ever impress Severus Snape.
- Did anyone recover her cauldron? - he asked, while examining the girl up close.
- At least now your appearance resembles the maturity you have displayed by conducting your experiments regardless having been warned repeatedly not to. - he stared her down.
- I will make sure to be outstandingly creative when I decide your punishment. But first, what ingredients were you using? - he asked, still being pragmatic, while he started unpacking his tools.

[Barbossasdaughter]

Sandy cringed as she heard her full name. Nuh! She couldn’t say anything as the Professor scolded her. He did then ask about the ingredient. “I read up on everything sir! I studied Flamel’s notes in every detail and I used the exact amount of ingredients. It all went wrong when I added the Fire Salts.” She whined and looked up to him, trying to hide her wet mess.

Madame Pomfrey got a piece of cauldron and a vial of a bit of potion they had managed to find.
Sandy nearly whined more as she heard about a possible punishment.

[Matt_Bradock]

- Did I hear Flamel? - he looked at her even more stern, if that was possible.
- Pray tell, who gave you access to the restricted section of the library? - he asked the obviously rhetorical question. No one. She must have snuck in there.
- Fire salts you say? - he asked, and examined the leftover cauldron, as well as the vial. He uncorked a small alembic, and poured a few drops if the liquid into it, then, giving it a bit of thought, he reached for a vial of faint red indicator and mixed a few drops into it.
- Interesting. - Snape murmured as the mixture turned purple, and reached for a second vial, this time, its contents a transparent yellow. A few drops, and pink smoke started to emit from the fluid inside.
- Someone tampered with the ingredient you used, but of course, if you had proper training in its usage, which you didn't, you could have recognized it. It's a rather disgusting curse, used as a sick little prank by certain students. Paired with the effects of your malfunctioning concoction, I'm afraid the situation is worse than you can imagine. - he said, staring Sandy down again, but then turned to Madam Pomfrey.
- I identified the effects, but I'm going to need more time in order to create an antidote. For the meantime, besides the obvious rejuvenation effect, she has been affected with an incontinence curse. You need to put her in diapers, and outfit appropriate for an infant, with matching mittens locked onto her hands. The reason is, if she wears or touches anything inappropriate for a toddler, she will be completely unable to control her bowel or bladder. Seems like I do not need to come up with a suitable punishment, as she has already received it. - he looked back at the little girl, and now, for a split moment, maybe there was a very slight hint of a smile in the corner of his mouth.
- Place her in a private room, no visitors other than me. It needs to be appropriately equipped, supplied and furnished to accomodate her condition. I'll inform the headmaster. - he packed his equipment, and left poor Sandy on her wet bed, heading straight out of the Hospital Wing, while Madam Pomfrey and the nurses got to work.

[Barbossasdaughter]

Sandy teared the more Snape found out and told Madame Pomfrey of her fate. Thick tears ran down her cheeks as she sobbed a few times. Had she only checked twice! Had she only not trusted that student! Stupid! Stupid!

She found herself getting swaddled and dressed up as Snape had instructed. She looked at her mittens and growled slightly. What a mess! She couldn’t even fight back or do anything but was forced to let this humilation be endured. The nurses did coo and mentioned how cute she looked in her diapers and little mittens. She was finally sat in a huge play pen. At least it looked so huge. She managed to stand up but only reached half the bars. “Where is the Professor? I still need to talk to him!” She squeaked

[Matt_Bradock]

Soon enough, indeed she found herself in a nursery, sitting in a playpen, wearing a thick diaper, a pink short sleeved onesie with little pegasi on it, and booties and mittens locked onto her feet and hands. This was to make sure she can't touch anything that would make her wet and mess herself uncontrollably. The most insidious part of the baby curse was, that in order not to have the bladder and bowel control of a toddler, she had to dress exactly like one.
I took Snape at least one more hour to show up. And when he did, he wasn't happy.
- I hear you demonstrated your immaturity once more, whining for me like your age matched your attire, Miss Smith. - he said right as he entered, looking up the little girl to check if her attire was sufficient.
- At least the staff is competent, and did a satisfying job providing you with appropriate outfits and furniture. - he nodded in approval, then pulled a chair next to the playpen and sat down.
- I'm sure you have questions, so, here is your chance to ask them. Maybe this lesson will teach you to also listen, and heed the answers, whether you like them or not. - he noted, in his usual patronizing tone.

[Barbossasdaughter]

“I’m not immature! I just look like it!” She said poutingly. Her little lip pushed outwards. Even if she tried hard not to look the part, her body sure wasn’t cooperating.

She couldn’t really properly grab the bars. “Why the silly clothes? I can certainly dress better and still not touch anything not for a toddler! I’m just looking like one!” She uttered. “How can I even participate in class like this?” She was still sure she could totally do everything like normally, except for a change of height and age. But that was no problem...or was it?

[Matt_Bradock]

- Your actions proved otherwise. I consider your current physical form as a sort of poetic justice. - Snape replied.
- Also, way to prove my point, Miss Smith. As I stated, until the curse is lifted, you cannot touch or wear anything inappropriate for a toddler. That includes your school uniform, as it is a definite symbol of age, considering only children past the age of 11 can be accepted to this school. It also includes your books, quill, wand, and most other tools required to complete your classes. - Severus pointed out, hoping her situation would finally sink in.
- For that reason, I consulted Professor Dumbledore, and he excused you from attending class and participating on public events until you recovered fully. In the meantime, I have started working on an antidote for the physical age reversal, and we're trying to figure out a way to lift the curse. Unfortunately, due to having been distilled into a potion that you both inhaled and ingested during the accident, it took root much more efficiently than it was originally supposed to. The original spell was supposed to last no longer than a couple days, but there is yet no telling how your experiment affected the duration. In other words, you will stay like this for an extended period of time. - the stern teacher explained.
- During that time, in order to better understand the nature of this, as an expert of both dark magic and potions, I volunteered to take care of you, so I can keep you under near-constant supervision.