Yes, another Katie Bell story. She is such a great empty slate. No past, no description, just enough of an outline to be useful. I love writing about her!
Katie Bell was born small.
Contrary to Fred and George's constant implying that she was shrinking, Katie was always tinier than everyone else.
Born premature at four pounds, five ounces, it was debated whether or not she would even live, but she pulled through it. She was a very spirited and determined person, even at that age.
Katie was the youngest in her family. With four older brothers, she was both highly protected and mercilessly tormented. Brendan, seventeen years older than her, Harvey, fifteen, Tristen, thirteen, and Jenson eleven. Katie was the family "surprise", born right at the end of the war.
The war that would claim her parents lives when she was only a year old.
Our story begins here, like so many other stories, with a tragedy.
If I owned Harry Potter, would I be writing fanfiction? Huh? Would I? No.