A/N: Omg! I'm accually updating! i havn't in a while and i'm really sorry about that. i'm had lots of anoying school stuff to do. You would not believe how many titles I came up with for this chapter! There was heaps of 'em! theses are just the ones I liked the most: The Boy-Who-Lives in Number four, 'Sprung?' and 'Two things on my mind' but I ended up calling it:

Sweet Sixteen, Sweet Kathleen

Chapter 2:

Kat Who?

Harry froze. His eyes glued to the tacky wooden table without seeing it.

"Er…I…er…catch a train to school-" It wasn't a lie

"From Kingscross, so I'm not really sure where the school is, the train stops right in front of the grounds" once again, not a lie…Slowly he looked up, hoping they Kat and her family would accept his answer. They did

"What's boarding school like? I've only ever been to Public schools" Kat said, her never wavering smile still in place. Harry felt his shoulders slump in relief.

"It's great, get to escape the Dursley's" as soon as the sentence was free of his mouth he bit his lip…oops…

"Who are the Dursley's?" Joann asked, Harry smiled, hoping it reached his eyes

"Umm, there just, you know. I get to, er…" Kat arched a brow at his stuttering, she shook her head slightly before she saved him answering

"So where's my pizza?" she interrupted, David's eyes lingered on Harry for a moment before he turned to his daughter,

"It's only been a few minutes, it wouldn't be ready" he said, Kat grinned

"Oh yeah" she said brightly, tapping the side of her nose.

Definitely the strangest girl I've ever met. Defiantly. Harry couldn't help but smile at Kat as he thought it not that strange is bad…

Kat looked at her parents for a moment and then at Harry before she got to her feet

"Hey, can Harry and I please wait outside? Could you call us in or something when the Pizza gets here?" she asked, Joann arched a brow, as if questioning her daughters' sanity.

"Of course dear," she said and Kat grabbed Harry's arm, and once again, dragged him from the room.

Before the door closed, Harry saw Joann lean across the table and say to her husband,

"Since when is our daughter so polite?"

Kat continued to drag him until they were under a streetlights beam, only there did she release her grip on him and stepped back.

"What was that about? What are you hiding?" Kat asked, hands on her hips. Harry didn't know what to say, he couldn't tell her the truth! And he couldn't lie… wait? Why the hell not? Harry thought.

"Well?" She prompted; Harry squirmed under her sharp blue gaze, still not sure what to tell her

"Er…" He began but Kat shook her head

"No, come on, over here" she said before she went over to the gutter and sat down in it, out of sight of the Pizza Place. Hesitantly Harry went over and sat beside her

"So?" she asked.

"Er…I…er…I can't tell you" he blurted. So much for the 'lying' thing, Kat lent back and looked up at the cloudy night sky.

"Why?" she asked. Harry looked at her for a moment before he answered

"It's not just my secret. And I promise you that if I could tell you if I would"

Kat bit her lip

"Is it that bad?" she asked, Harry laughed quietly

"It depends who's side your on" he muttered, thinking about Voldemort and his death eaters and how much they'd love to hear that he was a muggle, and then Dumbledore and his Order of the Phoenix came to mind and how much they needed him. He became a bit queasy at the second thought.

Kat looked at him and laughed

"What? Are you a spy or something?" she asked through her laughter. Harry laughed at the picture his mind brought up at her words. Dumbledore in a black burglar suit, a beanie, black paint under his eyes and his long white beard hanging out.

"Maybe" he said with mischief burning in his eyes. Kat rolled her eyes with a chuckle

"For some reason I doubt you're a spy" now her eyes where twinkling, Harry put on an offended face as he put his hands on his hips

"And why is that?" he asked, Kat got to her feet, dusting off her loose jeans.

"Your too scrawny" she said matter-of-factly. Harry pressed his lips together, trying not to laugh

"Scrawny eh? I'm stronger than I look," he replied in his own matter-of-fact voice. Now Kat was trying to keep a straight face,

"Oh, I'm sorry then. It must be awful being that weak" she said, looking at him with pretend pity. Harry smirked

"Looks can be deceiving ya know," he said as he got to his feet. He took a step towards her; Kat looked at him in suspicion and took a step away. Before she had a chance to run, Harry scooped her up into his arms princess style.

"Put me down!" she said, her words hardly audible through her laughter. She swotted at his head and he ducked the blow.

"Only if you admit I'm not scrawny," he said teasingly. Kat tried to squirm out of his arms but he held her tighter. She laughed harder,

"Fine! Fine! Your not scrawny!" she said. Harry beamed cheekily and began to make his way back to the Pizza Place.

"HEY! You keep your end of the deal!" she said, but he just smiled

"I am," he said. Kat giggled

"Put me down now Harry-what is your last name?" she looked down at him and he stopped. Every time he said his full name people stared…but that was only in the Wizarding world…

"Potter, Harry Potter" he said. There was no reaction to his name at all; she just looked at him with acceptance. It was strange, he was so used to peoples eyes widening at the very sound of his name, and then, of course, checking to see if he had his tell tale scar. But her eyes remained glued to his. In that instant he decided he liked muggles better then Wizards, I'm normal in this world, there are no expectations of me here. I'm just the Boy-Who-Lives in number four…he smiled at that, the Boy-Who-Lives in Number four. Yes, I like that better.

"And I don't think I know your last name yet either" he said, Kat smiled cheekily

"Put me down and I'll tell you," she said at once, Harry smirked

"Or how about…you tell me now and I won't carry you into the restaurant" he answered just as quickly. Her eyes widened

"You wouldn't" she gasped, her eyes still filled with mirth. Harry grinned

"Try me"

"Fine…" she said, Harry waited for a name…it didn't come

"Do your worse!" she declared instead. Harry couldn't help but laugh. He shifted her in his arms and made to carry her inside. Instantly she broke into a fit of giggles

"What are you doing?" Harry froze, the only sound in the street was the faint noise of distant traffic…with Kat still in his arms he turned to face the owner of the voice. David was looking at him with murderous intent. I don't think Voldemort's going to have to worry about me he thought numbly as he dropped Kat's feet to the walk path. Once he was sure she had her balance he released her shoulders and stepped away quickly.

"Dad, don't you dare get all ,'you're only allowed to hold hands after your eighteen,' on me" Kat said, her tone deadly. Harry looked between the two, glad he wasn't standing between them, the looks they were shooting at each other could kill. Note to self: do not get on this families bad side.

"What where you doing?" he repeated. David was looking at Harry

"I…Er…I was-"

"He was carrying me! Is that against the law!" Kat demanded, her fists shaking at her sides.

"Daddy it's okay! I'm turning Sixteen in two days!" Kat said, Harry stored that in his memory. I'll have to get her a present…if there isn't a restraining order on me…

"And this was just innocent fun! Nothing serious is going on" Kat continued. At her words David visibly deflated -a bit- and muttered a little 'but your still my little girl,' before he went back into the Pizza Place.

Kat bit her lip

"Was I too harsh?" she asked, Harry shook his head

"Well, I have no experience in the whole 'Parents' department. So maybe I'm not the best one to ask," he said, Kat looked at him firmly, the look in her eyes clearly said 'I-want-an-answer-now'

"Was I too harsh?" she repeated. Harry quickly shook his head.

"No Ma'am" he said hastily.

Kat looked like she was going to say something but stopped herself,

"I'm guessing the Pizza's ready," she said flatly after a moment of mixed expressions. Without another word she pushed the glass door open and went inside. Harry stayed where he was for a moment, feeling guilty. He'd gotten Kat in trouble… the door to the pizza place opened and Kats head popped around the door

"Are you coming or what?" she noticed the look on his face

"Don't you dare feel guilty about this! Dads just over protective, trust me. Come on" she smiled wider and opened the door for him.

"After you" she said pompously. Harry sniggered and did as he was told.

As they sat around the table Harry squirmed under David's gaze. Joanna looked at her husband before she swatted his arm,

"Stop it David, can't you see your making him nervous?" she said and for what seemed like the tenth time that day Harry felt himself blush. Kat sniggered from beside him, elbowing him gently in the ribs

"You do that a lot," she said with a friendly smirk. Harry looked up at Kat, smiling at the absurdity of the statement

"How do you except me to answer that?" he asked

"'Um, yeah, I do?' Or 'No, only around you'" even as he said it he realised that the second half was true, his blush deepened. Dammit! How do you stop this? Joann lent across the table and pattered his hand in a motherly fashion

"Try thinking of cold water dear," she said with a wink. Harry buried his face in his hands.

"Pizza!" Kat suddenly exclaimed as she dove at the plate in the middle of the table and took a large slice from it, as if the pizzas had just appeared Kats father and mother began to dig in as well. With all of the attention off him Harry found his face was cooling down. Finally. He thought grumpily. A strong waft of melted cheese found his nose and Harry realised how hungry he was. For half an hour or so they all ate it silence.(or as mush silence as could be expected, it was pizza!)

At nine Kat, Joann, David and Harry exited the Pizza Place, all thoroughly full and slightly drowsy. Once again Kat and Harry offered to walk home, after a long hesitation (of David's part) the two began to walk down the streets.

"So what is your last name?" Harry asked after a few moments of silence, Kat looked at him with another of her smiles, she stopped and held out a hand as if they had just met

"Kathleen Granger at your service"

Harry felt the blood drain from his face and was very glad of the darkness around him hiding his face. Granger! Could she-no-but she could-could she?-no-could she really?

"Harry?" Kat asked tentatively, Harry quickly grasped her hand and shook it

"Harry James Potter, a pleasure" he said in the most Fudge like voice he could. After a moment a sudden erg took over and he lent down and kissed the back of her hand. Kat laughed and pulled her hand away

"Just honoured," she said curtsying as she pulled her loose shirt out like a skirt.

Harry laughed along with her as they started walking again, but in his head two things kept flying around, knocking all his other thoughts away. One, Kat was a Granger! Could she be related to Hermione? And two…the feel of Kats smooth skin beneath his lips…

Oh dammit! I'm blushing again!

Hehe! Harry's gonna blush alot more often! hehehehe. okay, next chapter is gonna be Kats birthday, and guess what? she's gonna get her learners permit...hehehehe HA. OH i have plans, yes yes yes! i really hope you all enjoyed this...and all that suppy stuff. hehehe.

Mali

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