"Soon it will be over and buried with our past.
We used to play outside when we were young and full of life and full of love."
-Of Monsters and Men, Little talks

"Nothing."
That one word rang in the room long after she spoke it. This meeting was a power play, and they both knew it. She wasn't going to bow to him, nor he to her. If he wanted to dominate over someone, he could have made a wiser choice.
"Nothing?" He replied.
"I am the queen of the chessboard right now." She said. "I have power, I have sight, and I have knowledge. If I show all my cards now, how am I supposed to win the game?"
"This isn't a game, this is real life."
She laughed at him. "Really? Is that what you think? Look around you, everyone is playing a game. Moving their pawns in the right places, wrapping people around their fingers, all so they have a chance of winning. This is all a game, and it's sick."
"Then why are you playing?" Snape sneered.
"It was my parents last wish. For me to use my powers to guarantee the outcome." She told him.
"On which side?"
"That's for me to know, and you to obsess over." She smiled cruelly at him, enjoying the way he pressed his lips together in dislike. "Congratulations, you have found someone who won't let you walk all over them. When I push back, I push back hard. Trust me when I say that I will do everything in my power to get you fired."
Snape stood up, advancing on his much smaller student. "And believe me when I say that it will be a pleasure to teach you for the rest of your stay here at Hogwarts."
Her eyes became unreachable, and her face became blank. Her eyes twitched side to side as if reading a book, but there was nothing but the dark man in front of her. When she closed her eyes, a smirk appeared on her lips.
She looked up into his deep eyes, not sure if he was going to try to kiss her or kill her. "We're you in love with my mother? Or was it her sister?"
His eyes grew cold, and Kati knew she found the jackpot.
"Look at you, I wonder what she'd say now." Kati taunted. "I look like her don't I? Different hair, maybe, but I still have the face. Still have the body." She started to back away putting her hands on her ribs at her sides before slipping them forward under her breasts, making them stand out more in her clothing. "If you tell anyone my true identity you know you're dead. Oh, and tell Dumbledore I wish to see him. We have some catching up to do." She winked at him, before turning away and walking out like she owned the place. Her mother was the same way, but Kati had a little more sass than her. It was inevitable that she would be here to taunt him. It was just his luck that she was smart enough to figure out while the rest of the students that he paid "special" attention to were still oblivious to the motives.
She was smart, beautiful, and dangerous. He couldn't wait to hear what her boggart was the next day; he had overheard Moody telling Dumbledore he wanted to refresh their memories of fear, and he had no doubt that hers were going to be interesting enough to get the whole school gossiping. All he had to do was wait a couple hours.

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"I don't think you all are taking me seriously." Moody growled at the sixth year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. "So, put your wands inside your robes. You're not going to use them."
Everyone was quiet, until Kati raised her hand.
"Blake?" He growled.
"What are we doing?"
"Boggart." Fred coughed to cover the word, but Kati heard it.
"Boggart. It's time for me too see what you're scared of and tap that power." He told them
Kati's blood ran cold, she could guess what her greatest fear was since it happened last August. The only question is how she would react.
"How'd you know?" She hissed to Fred, as they stood up.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I know everything."
She nodded, not registering what he had said, and put her wand back in her robes, and let herself be ushered into the line that was sorted by last name, A to Z. She was the second in line.
The boy in front of her had a fear of snakes, something that she didn't flinch at. After he stood still in front of it for a full minute it was her turn.
She stepped in front of it, her heart beating erratically. "You don't scare me." She whispered.
The boggart turned into her dead mother, who looked just like her, except older and blonde, though Kati was starting to show a little blonde roots. Blood was dripping down the front of her mother's face onto the floor slowly, drop by drop.
"You don't scare me." Kati repeated, louder this time, but still not everyone could hear her.
It switched to her father, who looked a lot like Kale, but with dark brown hair and crows feet.
"You don't scare me." Her voice was nearly a yell now, and defiant. She didn't want to show how much this was breaking her heart.
Her brother appeared, that dead look in his eyes.
"I saw him this morning, you're gonna have to do better than that." She sneered. "I've seen worse."
Her brother suddenly stood up, looking normal in dark blue jeans and a black T-shirt, and smiled cruelly at her.
"You killed them." He hissed.
"I didn't. We don't know who did!" She yelled back, suddenly all her control gone at the sound of her brother's voice. Her calm exterior crumbling around her.
"I do! You could have changed it if you just worked a little harder! Gotten the date!" Her brother yelled back, looking and acting as real as the real Kale.
"They chose it! I warned them! I did!" Tears were brought to her eyes, and she felt like she couldn't breathe. Everything was beginning to fade, it was just her and her brother.
"You could've done better!"
"You didn't have to watch! I did. I saw them die and I had no one! No one to tell! Not even you!" She screeched, her words barely understandable as it came out in short whimpers. She couldn't draw in enough breath as she backed away, looking broken as her brother advanced on her.
Fred thought this had gone along long enough, and stepped out of the line, and put his arms around her, trying to pull her back, but she didn't seem to know.
"No! I didn't want to! I didn't want to see it!" She shouted, until Fred pulled her away. Moody watching hungrily as he did.
After Kale disappeared and a clown appeared.
The boggart was forgotten when Fred Weasley was holding the crying new girl over something no one but Fred and George figured out.
She watched her parents die.

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Kati didn't talk about it with anyone, and Fred nor George tried to make her tell. They understood why she was so incapable of talking of her past, and why she had to leave the room when Fred asked about her past. She was suppressing whatever she saw, and whatever she couldn't tell anyone. She was truly alone in a room full of people.
Snape was nearly the first to hear, and surprisingly from Dumbledore. Not even he, the most heartless teacher in the school, could bring himself to rub her face in it. Even bringing it up would have been going to far to him.

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She was called to the Headmaster's office that Friday. Apparently he finally got her message.
"Miss Venish, how nice to see you." He greeted her as she walked in.
"Haven't you heard that it's Blake now, sir?" She asked as politely as she could.
"Sorry, but when I see you I see your mother, it's not the easiest to remember, being an old man." He smiled kindly at her. "Please sit."
She did as he asked, crossing her left leg over her right. "Am I able to trust you?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Show me your mark." She said.
He nodded, pushing up his sleeve until it was above his elbow, where the sign of the Deathly Hallows was, a triangle with a line and circle in the middle. She leaned forward to inspect it.
"Do you mind if I see yours?" He replied, pushing his sleeve back down after she sat back in her chair.
She unbuttoned her shirt, standing up and turning around to expose her right shoulder blade where the small sign was, just a little below and to the right of her neck.
"How did you get it?"
"My mother put it on me when I was ten, reminding me to trust anyone with the mark." She told him, buttoning back up her shirt and sat down facing him.
"What is it you wish to say?" He asked.
"I have visions, and I can through them I can see the future and past." She told him, finally able to tell someone besides her kin. "And I have a message from my parents."
"What is the message?"
"Voldemort is back." She told him, desperately. "I don't know how they know, but he's back, and he will be in human form within the year. You have to believe me."
He nodded. "I do, dear child. I have already heard a few things about that." He leaned towards her, putting his arms on the desk. "Now tell me about these visions."
"Not all of them make sense, Professor."
"Then tell me all the ones that do."
"Past or Future?"
"Both."
"Well, I think this is in the past, I mean the fashion is so seventies." She rambled before shaking her head and carrying on. "I see my mother, and a girl with red hair that is otherwise identical to her,-I think it's her twin-and a black-haired baby. Then I see my mother fighting, and getting tortured. A man with black hair, and he's getting dragged away by Aurors..." Her head began to hurt as she recalled these visions, and she pressed her index and middle fingers of both hands on her temples. "Then I just feel things, I feel sadness and pain, and everything all wrapped into one, like the past is being confused with the present, because I see some people looking the same fighting in each war-"
"'Each war?' There will be another one, then?"
She nodded. "And I don't know who lives. One vision someone's alive and in the next they're dead and they are all in different timelines like things are changing with any small move someone makes-"
"Slow down Kati." Dumbledore told her softly.
"I'm sorry." She suddenly sounded so young, too young to have these things in her head. "It happens sometimes."
"It's okay, is there anything really important for right now?"
"One of your students die in the Tournament, the other wins." She told him.
"Two students from Hogwarts get in?" Dumbledore asked calmly.
She nodded. "I can give you the names if you like, though I think you already know one of them."
"Harry Potter, your cousin." He nodded.
Kati's eyes got bigger. "What?"
"Do you not know of your mother's heritage?"
Kati shook her head. "Will you tell me?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Your mother's parents couldn't afford to have two children, so when your grandmother had twins they had to give one up. Her name was changed to Lily Evans, now known as the late Lily Potter. They found out that they were sisters after they became friends here, even though they were in separate houses. They called each other sisters, but Lily maintained the view of herself as a muggleborn, and Rosalie as a pureblood. They both joined the Order of the Phoenix upon graduation from Hogwarts." He watched her face, trying to figure out what was going through his mind.
"And which one was Snape in love with?" She asked, trying not to betray how much she needed to know. If he was going to mess with him, she was going to do the same right back to him.
"Who told you?" He asked, surprised by this young American girl.
"I'm smarter than I look." She said. "He singled me out from the first class, and proceeded to make the Slytherin password my real last name."
"Did your brother tell you?"
"In a way."
"Has he told your brother anything?"
"As far as I know he has done nothing to my brother." She paused, as if figuring things out. "It was Lily, it has to be, from what I've heard he's worse to Harry Potter than he is me."
"Intuitive." Dumbledore nodded. "Your mother didn't exaggerate."
Kati's face became childlike. "When did you speak to her?"
"Four years ago, you were just becoming one of the most powerful witches of the age." He told her. "She wanted to make sure the classes would be hard enough here when she died."
"How did she know?"
"Her sister had the same gift." Dumbledore told her. "She told your mother when she would die down to the hour."
Kati closed her eyes, slipping off the chair onto her knees as she pressed her hands on the side of the desk, as she tried to hide herself behind the desk. "She made sure I was out of the house. She told me to go out for a few hours with Kale. How could she know? God, that's why she didn't bat an eye when I told her she was going to die. She knew. God, she knew." Her voice was barely a whisper when she finished her ramblings.
"She wanted me to tell you she doesn't blame you, nor does your father. I heard about the boggart incident, and I just wanted you to know that they died proud of their children." Dumbledore told her softly. "They were proud of their son, and their daughter."