Harry Potter
Chapter IV
Katie watched them fly about the sky with the four different types of balls: a quaffle, two bludgers, and a golden snitch. After a couple of hours, they landed, looking wiped from the practice.
"Good job, guys. If we play that well in the game, we're sure to win."
"Who are we playing against, Wood?" Fred asked.
"Hufflepuff. Should be easier to beat than Slytherin, I'd say." The team mumbled an agreement, and headed passed Katie, inside the castle. Harry stopped, and waited for her. She got up, and ran over.
"What'd you think?" he asked.
"It was.it was.it was so cool! I don't think I've seen anything that cool in my life!" Harry started laughing as they walked towards the locker rooms.
"I thought you'd say that. Listen, we have to change, so."
"I'll see you upstairs." He nodded, and she walked off, towards the common room, to check Ceris before dinner.
Katie walked into the Great Hall with Harry, Ron, and Hermoine, and as they sat, Harry sat to her left, Hermoine on her right, and Ron across from Harry. As the seats at the Gryffindor table filled up, she waited to see who would be sitting across from her. Finally, Oliver came down the rows, and slid into his seat.
"The Fat Lady wouldn't let me leave.it's insane!" he whispered. She giggled, and looked down as the food appeared on their plates.
"What's the deal with the bird? Don't you know that you aren't allowed to bring them everywhere with you? Or are you afraid that someone is going to try and hurt you?" a voice stated behind her. She lifted her eyes to Oliver's, but he was looking at something behind her, and when she turned to Harry, he seemed to be getting angry, as well as Ron and Hermoine. She turned around. A bleach-blonde boy sat at the Slytherin table behind her, glaring at the phoenix on her shoulder.
"Who said that?" she asked.
"I did."
"That's Draco Malfoy," Harry stated.
"Oh, so your Draco.well, in answer to your questions: she not just a bird, she's a phoenix; I have special permission from Dumbledore to keep her with me at all times until she is better; and I don't fear anything but fear itself." Malfoy's lips pursed, and his eyes closed to slits. He spun back around in his seat, pretending she wasn't there. Katie turned around, to start her dinner.
"Nice one, Katie. I don't think I've seen anyone stand up to him without finding a way to get in trouble."
"It's just.if I didn't shut him up, Gryffin would have leapt over and started pecking at his face, and although that might have been cool to see, I don't want anything to happen to her." Harry and Ron nodded, and they went back to eating. Katie nibbled here and there, but reached up, and continued to feed Gryffin.
Katie sat in the common room, on the couch, with Ceris on her shoulder, and her self-writing parchment opened on the table. She got up, picking up the parchment, and sighed.
"Dad.hi! Listen, could you tell mom that I'm doing fine here? I made a new friend. He's head of the Quidditch team-yes dad, I am going to be watching Quidditch- and he's really nice. His name is Oliver Wood. Anyways.Harry, Ron, and Hermoine are helping me whenever they can with my classes. Occasionally, I do forget who teaches what, but I am getting the hang of it. Mom told me that you started to complain about work again.why do you stay there? Why don't you do something else? Like, something you like to do. Just, do it off to the side, because I don't think mom would like it if you quit."
"Who are you speaking to?" a voice asked. She jumped, and turned around. Oliver stood on the steps. She held a finger to her lips.
"Alright, dad, I should let you go. Got to get to sleep if I expect to get up in the morning. Tell mom to quit worrying about me, I can take care of myself. Write me back. Bye. Katie." She rolled up the parchment, tied it to Ceris' leg, and opened the window for her to fly out.
"Who were you speaking to?" he asked.
"I was writing a letter to my dad."
"But.you weren't writing." he said, walking over.
"Well, my dad bought me this self-writing parchment, and if someone says something within, like, fifty feet of it, it shows up on the parchment, and it's like dictating to someone who can write really fast." Oliver nodded.
"Neat."
"I know. And cheap, too. You can use the same parchment over and over and over and over again. It's pretty neat." She looked up at Gryffin, who flew over, and landed on Oliver's shoulder. Katie giggled.
"What?" he asked, confused. Gryffin rubbed her head against his.
"She likes you, Oliver. And that's surprising, because she doesn't like many people. I mean, aside from me, Harry, Hermoine, the Weasley's, and you, but." Oliver smiled.
"Oh, not that many?"
"Well, usually she does the same thing to people that she did to Snape. Do a nosedive so she can attack them. It would take an act of God for me to actually let her, though." Oliver nodded, and Gryffin flew up the steps, to the girls dorm. "I guess I'll be going to bed. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
She sat down, in the common room, reading over the letter her father sent back.
Katie-
I think it's great that you finally saw a Quidditch game. The only reason I didn't want you watching them here was for your mother's sake. She hates magic, but she married me, go figure. Anyway, she hates magic, but she hates wizarding games even more, so I had to watch them in secret. I didn't want it to be too complicated, so I that's why I never let you watch them. But, I think you do have a point. Maybe I should do something I enjoy. I'll make gum! When I get a prototype, I'll send it to you, so you can tell me what you think. Mom says she loves you, and so does Arnie, and they can't wait until you come home for the summer. Love you, sweetheart.
Dad.
Katie smiled, cleared the parchment, and slid it into her robe. She looked up as Ron came downstairs from his dorm, and Hermoine came down from hers. She waited for Harry, but didn't see him.
"Where's Harry?"
"He should be coming." They looked at the steps, and waited for him to come downstairs. Gryffin flew over, brushed Katie's face with her wing, and flew back up to her post.
"She coming with?" Ron asked.
"Nah. She wants to stay here for the day." Harry came running down the steps, and they all ran after him as he raced out of the room, through the painting.
"Harry! Wait up!" Ron called. He skidded to a halt, and turned around.
"Sorry.I thought everyone was already down there."
"They are, but we aren't late." Harry nodded, and they began to the steps.
They hit the bottom floor, and went down the four steps that would take them to the hall leading to the Great Hall, when Harry suddenly stopped, and grabbed his forehead. Katie turned around.
"Harry?" she asked. He was cringing in pain. "Harry, sit down.Harry, what's wrong?" she asked, pulling his hand back. The scar on his forehead seemed to be pulsating, and she knew something was wrong. She removed her wand from her robes, and created a small ice pack out of nothing. "Here, hold this to the scar, see if it helps." Harry lifted it, his eyes still closed, and dropped it onto his forehead. She watched the pain start to disappear from his face.
"It feels a little better."
"Will you be alright, or do you want me to get Professor McGonagall?" she asked. He waved his hand.
"I'll be fine.I'm okay." He stood up, handing her the icepack, and started to the Great Hall again.
They sat at breakfast, but there weren't any four seats together, so, while Harry, Ron, and Hermoine sat together, Katie sat three seats down, beside Oliver, Fred, and George. She kept glancing down at Harry, and he would look back, and nod to her. Oliver picked up on this, and turned to Katie.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know.I think something's wrong with Harry, but he said he was fine."
"What makes you think that?" Fred asked. She looked up.
"His scar was hurting him on the way down here. I got worried."Oliver shook his head.
"If something was wrong, he'd tell us. Wouldn't he?" Oliver asked, looking at the twins.
"I'd think so." George replied. Katie nodded, and poked at her breakfast, but didn't really eat it. Ginny, Ron's little sister, looked up from a couple seats down the table.
"Katie, I think you should eat! I mean, I haven't seen you eat much of anything since we got here.two days ago!" she exclaimed. Katie smiled, and then the squawking began. The mail had arrived. Ceris flew down, and landed on George's head. He lifted his eyes, and the owl tossed a letter across the table to Katie. She caught it, and opened it up.
"Who's it from?"
"My dad." she said, skimming it. After a second, Ceris hooted, and tossed a small parcel at her. Katie picked it up off her plate, and set it on her knee, so she could read the letter.
Katie-
Honey? Okay, I'm just not used to writing you. I'm used to that.self- writing stuff, but my paper ripped, so I have to pick up some more. I finished my prototype for the gum, and it should be in the little box Ceris brought you.There should be enough samples of the gum for you, Harry, Hermoine, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, and that new friend.oh! Oliver, to have a piece. Please, share! Hope you enjoy Gryffindor's Greatest Gum on God's Green Earth!
Dad
Katie smacked her forehead, and tore open the parcel.
"What's that?" Fred asked, peering over her hand.
"My dad is starting to make gum, and he sent enough for you three, Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermoine, and me to have a piece." She took the gum out, and handed it around. "Oh, and you would never believe what he named his gum." Harry opened the wrapper, and looked at her.
"What?"
"Gryffindor's Greatest Gum on God's Green Earth. You think it's long enough?" Fred and George laughed, and popped the pieces into their mouths. Katie's eyes fell onto the letter, and then they widened.
"What? You look like you've just seen a ghost." Fred stated.
"Uh.there's a PS."
"What's it say?" George asked.
"PS.The two pieces that you hand to Fred and George are my prototypes of the joker's gum! After a few seconds, they'll start to foam at the mouth, and their teeth with turn green. Don't worry, after brushing their teeth a few times, they should return to normal." Fred started to cough, and Katie watched the foam fly onto his plate. She had to stifle her giggles, and stood up.
"Guys, come on!" she whispered, grabbed heir arms, and pulled them from the Hall.
"Where." George started, but didn't finish. The foam was too much. She pushed them into the boy's bathroom, and stopped them in front of the sinks.
"Spit." She pulled out her wand, and created two toothbrushes, with toothpaste, and handed them over. "Start brushing. I wanna see if it actually helps." She stood, leaning against the wall, watching them brush, for five minutes. Finally, they spit, and examined their teeth in the mirror. "How's it look?" she asked.
"Normal. Thanks," George said. Fred nodded.
"Oh, and when you write back to your dad, tell him that that was awesome!" Fred exclaimed. Katie rolled her eyes, smiling, and waved her wand, making the brushes and paste disappear.
"Come on, let's get back. They might think something strange is going on." The twins nodded, and the three of them hurried back to the Great Hall, and slid into their seats. Harry looked up from his plate.
"Great! You made it back just in time to leave," he stated. Katie sighed, and as the students stood up, so did she.
Classes went by quickly that day, and before she knew it, Katie was entering the common room with Ron. Hermoine had split, and gone to the library, and Harry had gone to Quidditch practice.
"Ron? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Where did you get Pig?" He sighed.
"Promise not to tell anyone?"
"Course."
"I got it from Harry's Godfather.Sirius Black." Katie looked at him.
"Are you serious?" she asked.
"Yes. Harry met him last year, and Sirius had to go on the run again because if anyone found him, he'd be either thrown into Azkaban prison, or receive the Dementor's kiss. He's been on the run ever since." Katie nodded, and stood up from her place on the couch. "Where are you going?"
"I've got to write back to my dad, so I'm going to take a few pieces of my self-writing parchment to the Owlery, and get Ceris to take it to him."
"Oh.alright. Well, I'll let the Fat Lady know not to go to sleep until you come back." She smiled.
"Thanks." Katie took her parchment, opened the painting, and headed up the steps to the Owlery.
She walked around for a few minutes, the parchment opened in her hands, looking for her owl. She couldn't find Ceris, but another owl landed on her shoulder. Looking up, she smiled.
"Hi, Hedwig. I don't know if I should use you, though.have you seen Ceris?" Hedwig clicked her beak, and lifted a wing, pointing. Ceris sat in the corner, eating.
"Thanks." She walked over, and touched Ceris' wing. Ceris hopped onto her shoulder, and Katie cleared her throat.
"Dear Sirius. Alright, so, I know you may not know who I am, but I've heard a lot about you.well, mainly what I've seen on TV, and in the papers. But, anyway.I am Katie Gryffindor, second youngest of the Gryffindor line. I go to school with your godson. I don't want to be a burden, but his friend, Ron, told me about you, and I thought I should tell you. This morning, Harry's scar began to hurt. It even made him fall down. I wasn't sure if I should tell anyone at all, but when Ron mentioned you, and how you are on the run, I thought it might be a good idea. I just thought I should tell you, incase something happens. And.don't tell Harry I wrote you. He may get mad at me, and refuse to see me ever again. Thank you.Katie." She started to roll it up, but stopped herself, and held it open. "PS..don't throw this parchment away. Wave your wand (or something similar) over it, and when it clears, just start to speak what you wish to be in your letter. It'll write it on it's own. Thank you." She rolled it up, tied it to Ceris leg, and watched her fly outside, and soar off into the night.
Chapter IV
Katie watched them fly about the sky with the four different types of balls: a quaffle, two bludgers, and a golden snitch. After a couple of hours, they landed, looking wiped from the practice.
"Good job, guys. If we play that well in the game, we're sure to win."
"Who are we playing against, Wood?" Fred asked.
"Hufflepuff. Should be easier to beat than Slytherin, I'd say." The team mumbled an agreement, and headed passed Katie, inside the castle. Harry stopped, and waited for her. She got up, and ran over.
"What'd you think?" he asked.
"It was.it was.it was so cool! I don't think I've seen anything that cool in my life!" Harry started laughing as they walked towards the locker rooms.
"I thought you'd say that. Listen, we have to change, so."
"I'll see you upstairs." He nodded, and she walked off, towards the common room, to check Ceris before dinner.
Katie walked into the Great Hall with Harry, Ron, and Hermoine, and as they sat, Harry sat to her left, Hermoine on her right, and Ron across from Harry. As the seats at the Gryffindor table filled up, she waited to see who would be sitting across from her. Finally, Oliver came down the rows, and slid into his seat.
"The Fat Lady wouldn't let me leave.it's insane!" he whispered. She giggled, and looked down as the food appeared on their plates.
"What's the deal with the bird? Don't you know that you aren't allowed to bring them everywhere with you? Or are you afraid that someone is going to try and hurt you?" a voice stated behind her. She lifted her eyes to Oliver's, but he was looking at something behind her, and when she turned to Harry, he seemed to be getting angry, as well as Ron and Hermoine. She turned around. A bleach-blonde boy sat at the Slytherin table behind her, glaring at the phoenix on her shoulder.
"Who said that?" she asked.
"I did."
"That's Draco Malfoy," Harry stated.
"Oh, so your Draco.well, in answer to your questions: she not just a bird, she's a phoenix; I have special permission from Dumbledore to keep her with me at all times until she is better; and I don't fear anything but fear itself." Malfoy's lips pursed, and his eyes closed to slits. He spun back around in his seat, pretending she wasn't there. Katie turned around, to start her dinner.
"Nice one, Katie. I don't think I've seen anyone stand up to him without finding a way to get in trouble."
"It's just.if I didn't shut him up, Gryffin would have leapt over and started pecking at his face, and although that might have been cool to see, I don't want anything to happen to her." Harry and Ron nodded, and they went back to eating. Katie nibbled here and there, but reached up, and continued to feed Gryffin.
Katie sat in the common room, on the couch, with Ceris on her shoulder, and her self-writing parchment opened on the table. She got up, picking up the parchment, and sighed.
"Dad.hi! Listen, could you tell mom that I'm doing fine here? I made a new friend. He's head of the Quidditch team-yes dad, I am going to be watching Quidditch- and he's really nice. His name is Oliver Wood. Anyways.Harry, Ron, and Hermoine are helping me whenever they can with my classes. Occasionally, I do forget who teaches what, but I am getting the hang of it. Mom told me that you started to complain about work again.why do you stay there? Why don't you do something else? Like, something you like to do. Just, do it off to the side, because I don't think mom would like it if you quit."
"Who are you speaking to?" a voice asked. She jumped, and turned around. Oliver stood on the steps. She held a finger to her lips.
"Alright, dad, I should let you go. Got to get to sleep if I expect to get up in the morning. Tell mom to quit worrying about me, I can take care of myself. Write me back. Bye. Katie." She rolled up the parchment, tied it to Ceris' leg, and opened the window for her to fly out.
"Who were you speaking to?" he asked.
"I was writing a letter to my dad."
"But.you weren't writing." he said, walking over.
"Well, my dad bought me this self-writing parchment, and if someone says something within, like, fifty feet of it, it shows up on the parchment, and it's like dictating to someone who can write really fast." Oliver nodded.
"Neat."
"I know. And cheap, too. You can use the same parchment over and over and over and over again. It's pretty neat." She looked up at Gryffin, who flew over, and landed on Oliver's shoulder. Katie giggled.
"What?" he asked, confused. Gryffin rubbed her head against his.
"She likes you, Oliver. And that's surprising, because she doesn't like many people. I mean, aside from me, Harry, Hermoine, the Weasley's, and you, but." Oliver smiled.
"Oh, not that many?"
"Well, usually she does the same thing to people that she did to Snape. Do a nosedive so she can attack them. It would take an act of God for me to actually let her, though." Oliver nodded, and Gryffin flew up the steps, to the girls dorm. "I guess I'll be going to bed. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
She sat down, in the common room, reading over the letter her father sent back.
Katie-
I think it's great that you finally saw a Quidditch game. The only reason I didn't want you watching them here was for your mother's sake. She hates magic, but she married me, go figure. Anyway, she hates magic, but she hates wizarding games even more, so I had to watch them in secret. I didn't want it to be too complicated, so I that's why I never let you watch them. But, I think you do have a point. Maybe I should do something I enjoy. I'll make gum! When I get a prototype, I'll send it to you, so you can tell me what you think. Mom says she loves you, and so does Arnie, and they can't wait until you come home for the summer. Love you, sweetheart.
Dad.
Katie smiled, cleared the parchment, and slid it into her robe. She looked up as Ron came downstairs from his dorm, and Hermoine came down from hers. She waited for Harry, but didn't see him.
"Where's Harry?"
"He should be coming." They looked at the steps, and waited for him to come downstairs. Gryffin flew over, brushed Katie's face with her wing, and flew back up to her post.
"She coming with?" Ron asked.
"Nah. She wants to stay here for the day." Harry came running down the steps, and they all ran after him as he raced out of the room, through the painting.
"Harry! Wait up!" Ron called. He skidded to a halt, and turned around.
"Sorry.I thought everyone was already down there."
"They are, but we aren't late." Harry nodded, and they began to the steps.
They hit the bottom floor, and went down the four steps that would take them to the hall leading to the Great Hall, when Harry suddenly stopped, and grabbed his forehead. Katie turned around.
"Harry?" she asked. He was cringing in pain. "Harry, sit down.Harry, what's wrong?" she asked, pulling his hand back. The scar on his forehead seemed to be pulsating, and she knew something was wrong. She removed her wand from her robes, and created a small ice pack out of nothing. "Here, hold this to the scar, see if it helps." Harry lifted it, his eyes still closed, and dropped it onto his forehead. She watched the pain start to disappear from his face.
"It feels a little better."
"Will you be alright, or do you want me to get Professor McGonagall?" she asked. He waved his hand.
"I'll be fine.I'm okay." He stood up, handing her the icepack, and started to the Great Hall again.
They sat at breakfast, but there weren't any four seats together, so, while Harry, Ron, and Hermoine sat together, Katie sat three seats down, beside Oliver, Fred, and George. She kept glancing down at Harry, and he would look back, and nod to her. Oliver picked up on this, and turned to Katie.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know.I think something's wrong with Harry, but he said he was fine."
"What makes you think that?" Fred asked. She looked up.
"His scar was hurting him on the way down here. I got worried."Oliver shook his head.
"If something was wrong, he'd tell us. Wouldn't he?" Oliver asked, looking at the twins.
"I'd think so." George replied. Katie nodded, and poked at her breakfast, but didn't really eat it. Ginny, Ron's little sister, looked up from a couple seats down the table.
"Katie, I think you should eat! I mean, I haven't seen you eat much of anything since we got here.two days ago!" she exclaimed. Katie smiled, and then the squawking began. The mail had arrived. Ceris flew down, and landed on George's head. He lifted his eyes, and the owl tossed a letter across the table to Katie. She caught it, and opened it up.
"Who's it from?"
"My dad." she said, skimming it. After a second, Ceris hooted, and tossed a small parcel at her. Katie picked it up off her plate, and set it on her knee, so she could read the letter.
Katie-
Honey? Okay, I'm just not used to writing you. I'm used to that.self- writing stuff, but my paper ripped, so I have to pick up some more. I finished my prototype for the gum, and it should be in the little box Ceris brought you.There should be enough samples of the gum for you, Harry, Hermoine, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, and that new friend.oh! Oliver, to have a piece. Please, share! Hope you enjoy Gryffindor's Greatest Gum on God's Green Earth!
Dad
Katie smacked her forehead, and tore open the parcel.
"What's that?" Fred asked, peering over her hand.
"My dad is starting to make gum, and he sent enough for you three, Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermoine, and me to have a piece." She took the gum out, and handed it around. "Oh, and you would never believe what he named his gum." Harry opened the wrapper, and looked at her.
"What?"
"Gryffindor's Greatest Gum on God's Green Earth. You think it's long enough?" Fred and George laughed, and popped the pieces into their mouths. Katie's eyes fell onto the letter, and then they widened.
"What? You look like you've just seen a ghost." Fred stated.
"Uh.there's a PS."
"What's it say?" George asked.
"PS.The two pieces that you hand to Fred and George are my prototypes of the joker's gum! After a few seconds, they'll start to foam at the mouth, and their teeth with turn green. Don't worry, after brushing their teeth a few times, they should return to normal." Fred started to cough, and Katie watched the foam fly onto his plate. She had to stifle her giggles, and stood up.
"Guys, come on!" she whispered, grabbed heir arms, and pulled them from the Hall.
"Where." George started, but didn't finish. The foam was too much. She pushed them into the boy's bathroom, and stopped them in front of the sinks.
"Spit." She pulled out her wand, and created two toothbrushes, with toothpaste, and handed them over. "Start brushing. I wanna see if it actually helps." She stood, leaning against the wall, watching them brush, for five minutes. Finally, they spit, and examined their teeth in the mirror. "How's it look?" she asked.
"Normal. Thanks," George said. Fred nodded.
"Oh, and when you write back to your dad, tell him that that was awesome!" Fred exclaimed. Katie rolled her eyes, smiling, and waved her wand, making the brushes and paste disappear.
"Come on, let's get back. They might think something strange is going on." The twins nodded, and the three of them hurried back to the Great Hall, and slid into their seats. Harry looked up from his plate.
"Great! You made it back just in time to leave," he stated. Katie sighed, and as the students stood up, so did she.
Classes went by quickly that day, and before she knew it, Katie was entering the common room with Ron. Hermoine had split, and gone to the library, and Harry had gone to Quidditch practice.
"Ron? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Where did you get Pig?" He sighed.
"Promise not to tell anyone?"
"Course."
"I got it from Harry's Godfather.Sirius Black." Katie looked at him.
"Are you serious?" she asked.
"Yes. Harry met him last year, and Sirius had to go on the run again because if anyone found him, he'd be either thrown into Azkaban prison, or receive the Dementor's kiss. He's been on the run ever since." Katie nodded, and stood up from her place on the couch. "Where are you going?"
"I've got to write back to my dad, so I'm going to take a few pieces of my self-writing parchment to the Owlery, and get Ceris to take it to him."
"Oh.alright. Well, I'll let the Fat Lady know not to go to sleep until you come back." She smiled.
"Thanks." Katie took her parchment, opened the painting, and headed up the steps to the Owlery.
She walked around for a few minutes, the parchment opened in her hands, looking for her owl. She couldn't find Ceris, but another owl landed on her shoulder. Looking up, she smiled.
"Hi, Hedwig. I don't know if I should use you, though.have you seen Ceris?" Hedwig clicked her beak, and lifted a wing, pointing. Ceris sat in the corner, eating.
"Thanks." She walked over, and touched Ceris' wing. Ceris hopped onto her shoulder, and Katie cleared her throat.
"Dear Sirius. Alright, so, I know you may not know who I am, but I've heard a lot about you.well, mainly what I've seen on TV, and in the papers. But, anyway.I am Katie Gryffindor, second youngest of the Gryffindor line. I go to school with your godson. I don't want to be a burden, but his friend, Ron, told me about you, and I thought I should tell you. This morning, Harry's scar began to hurt. It even made him fall down. I wasn't sure if I should tell anyone at all, but when Ron mentioned you, and how you are on the run, I thought it might be a good idea. I just thought I should tell you, incase something happens. And.don't tell Harry I wrote you. He may get mad at me, and refuse to see me ever again. Thank you.Katie." She started to roll it up, but stopped herself, and held it open. "PS..don't throw this parchment away. Wave your wand (or something similar) over it, and when it clears, just start to speak what you wish to be in your letter. It'll write it on it's own. Thank you." She rolled it up, tied it to Ceris leg, and watched her fly outside, and soar off into the night.
