Disclaimer: I don't own any of it, 'cept Kat, who is based loosely (okay mabye a little more than loosely) on myself.The Mets are owned by someone, I don't know who though, so I don't own them or their name or anything and JK Rowling owns all the Harry Potter books and all the characters that go with 'em. (Even Fred and George *sob*)
Rating: PG to be safe
Summary: The Weasley twins meet a girl named Kat in their first year.
Kat by ~:)~Weasley_Gurl~:)~
Chapter 1:Witches and Wizards
Eleven year old Kat Hammilton woke early Sunday morning, a sharp pain spreading through her wrist.She flexed her hand, keeping her eyes closed, and the pain worsened. She slowly opened the hand and turned her head to the right, opening her eyes to face it. There was an owl perched on her arm, its talons digging into her naturally pale skin. On its leg, a letter was tied.
Kat, who was slightly unnerved at the fact that there was an owl in her room, jumped, sending the bird flying, its great grey wings flapping as it made its way to her desk. Her cat, Max, watched the strange creture intently as it ruffeled its feathers. She sat up, red hair flying in her face, and set Max, who had been sleeping on her stomach, on the floor. She then stood and walked to her desk, where the owl was still waiting.
As it was only five in the morning, there wasn't much light to see by, and she tripped on a great many things on the way. When she finally reached the wooden desk, she turned on the small lamp on the corner of the desk and focused on the owl. It was grey with white flecks on its wings. Kat untied the letter, opened it, and read it.
Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class,
Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards.)
Dear Miss Hammilton,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been acepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"I've been accepted to Hogwarts school of what?" Kat exclaimed. "This has to be Peter's idea of a joke. But the owl..." She searched her memory, but couldn't think of anyone she knew who could get hold of an owl. She decided to play along.
Kat pulled out a piece of paper from her desk and began to write. She looked at the supply list and was suprised to see dragon hide gloves on the list. Realizing she didn't know where to find any of the supplies on the list, or, for that matter, how to get to Hogwarts, she decided to state these problems in her letter. Once the letter was written, Kat tied it to the owl's leg, which promptly flew off, and went back to bed.
Kat woke for the second time that day to the sound of Max scratching at the door. She let him out and looked at the clock, cursed under her breath, then pulled on a orange shorts and a New York Mets t-shirt and ran downstairs and out the door.
She ran down the streets to the small field that she and her friends played on. Two years before, her father had taken a business trip to the United States and had brought homea recording of all the things he had done, including the baseball game he and a client had attended. Kat had instantly fallen in love with the sport, and had even started a neighborhood league, which consisted of two teams, made up of children with ages ranging from nine to nineteen. Her friends had reminded her time and again that her interest in American sports was a useless hobby, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
After the game, Kat ran home. Her team had won, no suprise there, and she had pitched eight of the nine innings.Kat fixed a ham and mustard sandwitch and a glass of orange juice and went up to her room to watch the television.When she walked through the door to her room, Kat jumped. On her bed was the owl from that morning. She had been so busy at the ball game, she had forgotten about the letter. She pulled a second letter off the bird's leg and read:
Dear Miss Hammilton,
I apologise for the misunderstanding. I did not realise that you were of Muggle birth. I have enclosed a map showing the way to a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. When you get there, ask for Tom, he will show you what to do.
On the first of September, go to King's Cross Station. The Hogwarts Express will be waiting at Platform nine and three-quarters. The train leaves at eleven o' clock.
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Kat stared at the letter. The map showed that the Leaky Cauldron was right next to a bookstore. Well, I do need a book, she thought.
She went downstairs and found her mother watching television in the din. "Mum, can we go to the bookstore?" she asked.
"Sure. Right after my show's over darling."
"Oh, and I need a special book, so we'll need to go to London," Kat added.
"Whatever you say,sweetie, just go play on your computer or something for an hour while I finish watching my show."
Kat guided her mother through London, glancing at the map to make sure they were going the right way.The car prked in front of the bookstore and there, beside it, was a small, grungy looking pub with a sign above the door with the wods 'Leaky Cauldoron' printed on it.
"Mum," Kat said, slowly,"I have something to tell you..."
"This is just crazy. I don't even see a pub," her mother complained,"Either you're lying, or your brother is playing some sort of elaborite joke, or-" He words were cut short as Kat pulled her mother through the entrance of the pub and they found themselves face-to-face with a hag. Kat just smiled and walked up to the bar.
"May I help you?" the bartender asked politely.
"Yes," she said,"I'm looking for Tom."
"That would be me," he said,"What would you be needin'?"
"Well, I'm from Hogwar-"
"Diagon Alley?" He said coming out from behind the counter and leading her and hr mother to a small courtyard in the back of the building. There was an old trashcan standing against a brick wall.
"Okay," said Tom,"Two up, three across. That's the ticket!" He pulled out a ong stick and tapped the brick thee times. A hole appeared in the wall, then stretched to become a sort of entryway.
"Firs' thing you'll need to do is exchange that mony for some wizard money. See that big white building over there?" Kat looked down the street and nodded. "That's Gringotts, the wizard bank. They'll change your money for you. Come get me if you need any help." Then he was gone, so they went to the bank.
Once they had exchanged the money, Kat went off for supplies whike her mother went back to the Leaky Cauldron (the goblins had been a bit much for her.)
"First stop," said Kat,"Where to find my wand? Umm.... there! Ollivanders." She walked in and was greeted by the owner.
"Ah, a new customer!" he said excitedly,"What's your name?"
"Kat Hammilton," she said.
"Well, miss Hammilton, let's find you a wand. Wand arm out, please." Kat looked at him strangely for a second before he added "The arm you write with." and she threw out her right arm.
"Alright, then Try this one." He handed her a long wand. "Elm, unicorn hair, whippy- No, that won't do." He handed her another one and said,"Twelve inches, birch, peonix- No, not that either. Ah, here's one: dragon heartstring, oak, nine and three-quarters inches. Supple. Go on, give it a wave." Kat waved the third wand and watched as blue sparks shot out the end of it and danced about the room. "Perfect!" Mr. Ollivander cried, taking the wand for her and wrapping it up,"I'm sure you'll find this wand quite satisfying, Miss Hammilton."
Kat paid for the wand and left the store. It all seemed to click into place now. She was a witch, with magical powers. And she was going to a chool that taught how to use those powers. Kat continues down the alleyand bought her cauldron, phials, brassscales, and went to the Apothecary to buy a basic set of potion ingrediants, then went across the street to Flourean Foruescue's Ice Cream Parlor to get an ice cream cone. After all, she hadn't eaten since the sandwitch that afternoon.
Kat sat down and started eating her ice cream as her thoughts turned to the events of that day.Her musings were interrupted by a pair of loud, red-headed boys that had entered the shop.
"That was great!"
"Did you see the look on that great git's face?" They walked ot the counter, bought two very large raspberry, chocolate, mint, and pecan ice cream cones and sat down across from her.
"Um..." she said and cleared her throat to try and get their attention,"Hello?"
"Oh." The one to her right looked up and said,"I'm sorry, was someone sitting here?" He grinned and she could tell that he didn't really care if anyone was sitting there.
"No," she said,"Just wanted to say hi 's all."
The other one looked up and said," Well, then hi! I'm Fred and this-" He turned to his brother, gesturing like he was presenting a dog at a dog show. "Is my brother. C'mon, turn around."The first boy stood and turned with his arms out. "His name is-"
"I can introduce myself, thank you very much," he said and sat back down. He looked through the liner of his jacket as if searching for something. "It has to be here somewhere. Oh, yes, I remember now. My name tag's at home in my other jacket. But I guess since he's Fred, then I must be George." He extended his hand and she took it.
"I'm Kat," she said. Fred grinned and grabbed her other hand, shaking it fiercly. She giggled. "It's nice to meet you."
When they let go of her hands, George said,"You're starting at Hogwarts?"
"Yes. How did you know that?" she said. He pointed to the school supply list which she had been reading earlier.
"George and I are starting this year, to. Aren't we, George?" Fred said. George nodded.
They payed for their ice creams, then went to the book store, Flourish and Blotts. They all got the books on the supply list and Kat bought Hogwarts: A History and Quidditch Through the Ages and a few other books. They were about to leave when Fred, who had been leading them, twirling his wand between his fingers, suddenly stopped, causing Kat and George to skid to a halt.
George looked angrily at his brother, but when he saw what had caused him to stop, his breath quickening as a dreamy expression crossed his face. There stood a shelf with three copies of 1000 Pranks: With Tips For Maximum Damage.Kat, who was obviously the only one in the group who was still on the planet, pulled out a copy and flipped through the pages. There was an introduction by the authors, detailed diagrams of the procedure and precautions for each prank, and a picture of the outcome of each, usually involving one very strange looking boy with a long, crooked nose and greasy hair.
George was the first to come to, so he explained their fascination with the book. "I've heard of it before," he said,"It's supposed to have all the best tricks in it." He picked up a copy of it and flipped to a page with the same ugly boy, this time with flourescent green hair and no pants, his underwear flashing between reading "Snape Is A Loser!", "Slytherin Sucks!", and "MWPP 4 EVER!". The boy was laying on a lon table, snoring loudly. Kat laughed once she gotover the initial shock of seeing a picture move.
"See?" said Fred.
"Yeah. I think I'll get one." She stacked it on her other books and waited for Fred to grab one. But instead of Fred picking up the book, George put his back down, looking very forlorn. "What is it?" Kat asked.
"Nothing, it's just, we can't afford it," Fred said quietly and started to walk off. George followed him, and after a while, so did Kat, her pile of books a bit heavier.
They all bought the rest of their school supplies and headed toward the Leaky Cauldron. Just before they walked through the door from the back yard, Kat threw them each a copy of 1000 Pranks. George stopped short and Fred nearly fainted.
"'Bye, guys! See you in September!" Kat called to them as she ran to her mother. George looked up, his mouth hanging open, then burst into a grin and lifted his hand in a wave.
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Okay, I know that wasn't too good, but the rest of the chapters are way better (I hope.) I have the whole story written out (and two sequals before my computer deleted them) so all I have to do is transfer them to my working computer by writing all of it down in my notebook then copying it onto Word Pad.
R/R, please! But don't flame, even if the story does kind of stink. Any flames will be used to bun my brother's Pokemon cards. (They are evil! EEEEEVIIIILLLL!!!!!!!)
Rating: PG to be safe
Summary: The Weasley twins meet a girl named Kat in their first year.
Kat by ~:)~Weasley_Gurl~:)~
Chapter 1:Witches and Wizards
Eleven year old Kat Hammilton woke early Sunday morning, a sharp pain spreading through her wrist.She flexed her hand, keeping her eyes closed, and the pain worsened. She slowly opened the hand and turned her head to the right, opening her eyes to face it. There was an owl perched on her arm, its talons digging into her naturally pale skin. On its leg, a letter was tied.
Kat, who was slightly unnerved at the fact that there was an owl in her room, jumped, sending the bird flying, its great grey wings flapping as it made its way to her desk. Her cat, Max, watched the strange creture intently as it ruffeled its feathers. She sat up, red hair flying in her face, and set Max, who had been sleeping on her stomach, on the floor. She then stood and walked to her desk, where the owl was still waiting.
As it was only five in the morning, there wasn't much light to see by, and she tripped on a great many things on the way. When she finally reached the wooden desk, she turned on the small lamp on the corner of the desk and focused on the owl. It was grey with white flecks on its wings. Kat untied the letter, opened it, and read it.
Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class,
Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards.)
Dear Miss Hammilton,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been acepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"I've been accepted to Hogwarts school of what?" Kat exclaimed. "This has to be Peter's idea of a joke. But the owl..." She searched her memory, but couldn't think of anyone she knew who could get hold of an owl. She decided to play along.
Kat pulled out a piece of paper from her desk and began to write. She looked at the supply list and was suprised to see dragon hide gloves on the list. Realizing she didn't know where to find any of the supplies on the list, or, for that matter, how to get to Hogwarts, she decided to state these problems in her letter. Once the letter was written, Kat tied it to the owl's leg, which promptly flew off, and went back to bed.
Kat woke for the second time that day to the sound of Max scratching at the door. She let him out and looked at the clock, cursed under her breath, then pulled on a orange shorts and a New York Mets t-shirt and ran downstairs and out the door.
She ran down the streets to the small field that she and her friends played on. Two years before, her father had taken a business trip to the United States and had brought homea recording of all the things he had done, including the baseball game he and a client had attended. Kat had instantly fallen in love with the sport, and had even started a neighborhood league, which consisted of two teams, made up of children with ages ranging from nine to nineteen. Her friends had reminded her time and again that her interest in American sports was a useless hobby, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
After the game, Kat ran home. Her team had won, no suprise there, and she had pitched eight of the nine innings.Kat fixed a ham and mustard sandwitch and a glass of orange juice and went up to her room to watch the television.When she walked through the door to her room, Kat jumped. On her bed was the owl from that morning. She had been so busy at the ball game, she had forgotten about the letter. She pulled a second letter off the bird's leg and read:
Dear Miss Hammilton,
I apologise for the misunderstanding. I did not realise that you were of Muggle birth. I have enclosed a map showing the way to a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. When you get there, ask for Tom, he will show you what to do.
On the first of September, go to King's Cross Station. The Hogwarts Express will be waiting at Platform nine and three-quarters. The train leaves at eleven o' clock.
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Kat stared at the letter. The map showed that the Leaky Cauldron was right next to a bookstore. Well, I do need a book, she thought.
She went downstairs and found her mother watching television in the din. "Mum, can we go to the bookstore?" she asked.
"Sure. Right after my show's over darling."
"Oh, and I need a special book, so we'll need to go to London," Kat added.
"Whatever you say,sweetie, just go play on your computer or something for an hour while I finish watching my show."
Kat guided her mother through London, glancing at the map to make sure they were going the right way.The car prked in front of the bookstore and there, beside it, was a small, grungy looking pub with a sign above the door with the wods 'Leaky Cauldoron' printed on it.
"Mum," Kat said, slowly,"I have something to tell you..."
"This is just crazy. I don't even see a pub," her mother complained,"Either you're lying, or your brother is playing some sort of elaborite joke, or-" He words were cut short as Kat pulled her mother through the entrance of the pub and they found themselves face-to-face with a hag. Kat just smiled and walked up to the bar.
"May I help you?" the bartender asked politely.
"Yes," she said,"I'm looking for Tom."
"That would be me," he said,"What would you be needin'?"
"Well, I'm from Hogwar-"
"Diagon Alley?" He said coming out from behind the counter and leading her and hr mother to a small courtyard in the back of the building. There was an old trashcan standing against a brick wall.
"Okay," said Tom,"Two up, three across. That's the ticket!" He pulled out a ong stick and tapped the brick thee times. A hole appeared in the wall, then stretched to become a sort of entryway.
"Firs' thing you'll need to do is exchange that mony for some wizard money. See that big white building over there?" Kat looked down the street and nodded. "That's Gringotts, the wizard bank. They'll change your money for you. Come get me if you need any help." Then he was gone, so they went to the bank.
Once they had exchanged the money, Kat went off for supplies whike her mother went back to the Leaky Cauldron (the goblins had been a bit much for her.)
"First stop," said Kat,"Where to find my wand? Umm.... there! Ollivanders." She walked in and was greeted by the owner.
"Ah, a new customer!" he said excitedly,"What's your name?"
"Kat Hammilton," she said.
"Well, miss Hammilton, let's find you a wand. Wand arm out, please." Kat looked at him strangely for a second before he added "The arm you write with." and she threw out her right arm.
"Alright, then Try this one." He handed her a long wand. "Elm, unicorn hair, whippy- No, that won't do." He handed her another one and said,"Twelve inches, birch, peonix- No, not that either. Ah, here's one: dragon heartstring, oak, nine and three-quarters inches. Supple. Go on, give it a wave." Kat waved the third wand and watched as blue sparks shot out the end of it and danced about the room. "Perfect!" Mr. Ollivander cried, taking the wand for her and wrapping it up,"I'm sure you'll find this wand quite satisfying, Miss Hammilton."
Kat paid for the wand and left the store. It all seemed to click into place now. She was a witch, with magical powers. And she was going to a chool that taught how to use those powers. Kat continues down the alleyand bought her cauldron, phials, brassscales, and went to the Apothecary to buy a basic set of potion ingrediants, then went across the street to Flourean Foruescue's Ice Cream Parlor to get an ice cream cone. After all, she hadn't eaten since the sandwitch that afternoon.
Kat sat down and started eating her ice cream as her thoughts turned to the events of that day.Her musings were interrupted by a pair of loud, red-headed boys that had entered the shop.
"That was great!"
"Did you see the look on that great git's face?" They walked ot the counter, bought two very large raspberry, chocolate, mint, and pecan ice cream cones and sat down across from her.
"Um..." she said and cleared her throat to try and get their attention,"Hello?"
"Oh." The one to her right looked up and said,"I'm sorry, was someone sitting here?" He grinned and she could tell that he didn't really care if anyone was sitting there.
"No," she said,"Just wanted to say hi 's all."
The other one looked up and said," Well, then hi! I'm Fred and this-" He turned to his brother, gesturing like he was presenting a dog at a dog show. "Is my brother. C'mon, turn around."The first boy stood and turned with his arms out. "His name is-"
"I can introduce myself, thank you very much," he said and sat back down. He looked through the liner of his jacket as if searching for something. "It has to be here somewhere. Oh, yes, I remember now. My name tag's at home in my other jacket. But I guess since he's Fred, then I must be George." He extended his hand and she took it.
"I'm Kat," she said. Fred grinned and grabbed her other hand, shaking it fiercly. She giggled. "It's nice to meet you."
When they let go of her hands, George said,"You're starting at Hogwarts?"
"Yes. How did you know that?" she said. He pointed to the school supply list which she had been reading earlier.
"George and I are starting this year, to. Aren't we, George?" Fred said. George nodded.
They payed for their ice creams, then went to the book store, Flourish and Blotts. They all got the books on the supply list and Kat bought Hogwarts: A History and Quidditch Through the Ages and a few other books. They were about to leave when Fred, who had been leading them, twirling his wand between his fingers, suddenly stopped, causing Kat and George to skid to a halt.
George looked angrily at his brother, but when he saw what had caused him to stop, his breath quickening as a dreamy expression crossed his face. There stood a shelf with three copies of 1000 Pranks: With Tips For Maximum Damage.Kat, who was obviously the only one in the group who was still on the planet, pulled out a copy and flipped through the pages. There was an introduction by the authors, detailed diagrams of the procedure and precautions for each prank, and a picture of the outcome of each, usually involving one very strange looking boy with a long, crooked nose and greasy hair.
George was the first to come to, so he explained their fascination with the book. "I've heard of it before," he said,"It's supposed to have all the best tricks in it." He picked up a copy of it and flipped to a page with the same ugly boy, this time with flourescent green hair and no pants, his underwear flashing between reading "Snape Is A Loser!", "Slytherin Sucks!", and "MWPP 4 EVER!". The boy was laying on a lon table, snoring loudly. Kat laughed once she gotover the initial shock of seeing a picture move.
"See?" said Fred.
"Yeah. I think I'll get one." She stacked it on her other books and waited for Fred to grab one. But instead of Fred picking up the book, George put his back down, looking very forlorn. "What is it?" Kat asked.
"Nothing, it's just, we can't afford it," Fred said quietly and started to walk off. George followed him, and after a while, so did Kat, her pile of books a bit heavier.
They all bought the rest of their school supplies and headed toward the Leaky Cauldron. Just before they walked through the door from the back yard, Kat threw them each a copy of 1000 Pranks. George stopped short and Fred nearly fainted.
"'Bye, guys! See you in September!" Kat called to them as she ran to her mother. George looked up, his mouth hanging open, then burst into a grin and lifted his hand in a wave.
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Okay, I know that wasn't too good, but the rest of the chapters are way better (I hope.) I have the whole story written out (and two sequals before my computer deleted them) so all I have to do is transfer them to my working computer by writing all of it down in my notebook then copying it onto Word Pad.
R/R, please! But don't flame, even if the story does kind of stink. Any flames will be used to bun my brother's Pokemon cards. (They are evil! EEEEEVIIIILLLL!!!!!!!)