Interesting Consequences
Chapter One
Every year, since I could remember, it's been the same routine.
"Cordelia," my mother would say in a sugar sweet tone, "We weren't expecting you, what are you doing here?"
As if my godmother didn't visit every summer. Cordelia Runa, better known as Cori, was an eccentric American witch who was never short of stories or gifts. Though a close friend of my father's, her relationship with my mother left much to be desired.
"Medusa, Pericles hasn't rid of you yet?" Cori would bite out.
"What do you need?"
"For you to bring me Draco and Kit so I can converse with intelligent beings."
"Her name is Katarina and Draco is busy."
"Same difference and he's in the study?"
"He doesn't wish to be disturbed."
"By you."
I would sit outside my father's study listening to them, waiting for her and whatever she had to offer. The same place she would find me year after year.
"Kit," she would say, "my favorite goddaughter." As if she had more.
"Cori, I though you and mum were beginning to get along."
Cori snorted, "How old are you this year, Kiddo?"
"I turn eleven this year," as if she didn't know.
"Oh oh ho, Hogwartz bound are we?"
I grinned and handed her my acceptance that had arrived the day before, "See."
"Your father taking you for supplies?"
I shook my head, a little sadly, "Father is busy."
"You won't have any fun with that," she paused, "your mother."
"No, I'm supposed to go with the Crabbes."
"Don't tell me their runt of a brat is already eleven."
"Not sure how Pansy would appreciate you insulting Benjamin," I heard my father say behind us.
"Well, if it isn't my no good best friend."
"Cori, causing trouble already?"
"Drake, that woman is– "
He narrowed his eyes as he always did when Cori would start to talk about my mother, "Not now."
Cori shrugged, "I'll tell you one thing, Kit isn't shopping with anyone but me, I refuse to allow anybody else."
My father gave a rare smile, "Not much choice, huh?"
"Not really," Cori said turning to me.
"Katarina?"
"Really?"
"Really," Cori mimicked playfully, "Come on."
My father nodded, "I've work to do, behave, Cori."
"I won't," she called over her shoulder as she pulled me up the stairs to my bedroom.
And so...much to the annoyance of my mother, Cori took me to Diagon Alley.
Chapter One
Every year, since I could remember, it's been the same routine.
"Cordelia," my mother would say in a sugar sweet tone, "We weren't expecting you, what are you doing here?"
As if my godmother didn't visit every summer. Cordelia Runa, better known as Cori, was an eccentric American witch who was never short of stories or gifts. Though a close friend of my father's, her relationship with my mother left much to be desired.
"Medusa, Pericles hasn't rid of you yet?" Cori would bite out.
"What do you need?"
"For you to bring me Draco and Kit so I can converse with intelligent beings."
"Her name is Katarina and Draco is busy."
"Same difference and he's in the study?"
"He doesn't wish to be disturbed."
"By you."
I would sit outside my father's study listening to them, waiting for her and whatever she had to offer. The same place she would find me year after year.
"Kit," she would say, "my favorite goddaughter." As if she had more.
"Cori, I though you and mum were beginning to get along."
Cori snorted, "How old are you this year, Kiddo?"
"I turn eleven this year," as if she didn't know.
"Oh oh ho, Hogwartz bound are we?"
I grinned and handed her my acceptance that had arrived the day before, "See."
"Your father taking you for supplies?"
I shook my head, a little sadly, "Father is busy."
"You won't have any fun with that," she paused, "your mother."
"No, I'm supposed to go with the Crabbes."
"Don't tell me their runt of a brat is already eleven."
"Not sure how Pansy would appreciate you insulting Benjamin," I heard my father say behind us.
"Well, if it isn't my no good best friend."
"Cori, causing trouble already?"
"Drake, that woman is– "
He narrowed his eyes as he always did when Cori would start to talk about my mother, "Not now."
Cori shrugged, "I'll tell you one thing, Kit isn't shopping with anyone but me, I refuse to allow anybody else."
My father gave a rare smile, "Not much choice, huh?"
"Not really," Cori said turning to me.
"Katarina?"
"Really?"
"Really," Cori mimicked playfully, "Come on."
My father nodded, "I've work to do, behave, Cori."
"I won't," she called over her shoulder as she pulled me up the stairs to my bedroom.
And so...much to the annoyance of my mother, Cori took me to Diagon Alley.