A New Member to the Order.
"The Order of the Phoenix can be found at Twelve Grimmauld Place" a young women read, she was standing alone in the middle of a street, outside numbers 11 and 13. She concentrated on these words as she had been instructed, and sure enough, Number 12 Grimmauld Place materialized between the other two houses.
She gently pushed open the gate and started up the path towards the front door. She went up the steps and reached for the door handle.
"Oh, hang on…" she whispered to herself. She pulled out her wand and set fire to the paper, watching as the charred pieces fell to the ground. She reached out and knocked on the door.
*
Remus Lupin came hurrying down the hall, he was wondering who was at the door. No one else in the Order knocked on the door, he was just wondering whether to open it, when whoever it was knocked again.
"For Christ sakes, somebody get the bloody door!" came a slightly angry call from upstairs.
Remus pulled open the door and almost fell over as someone thumped into him seconds later. Gasping for air he tried to make the person relinquish their grip on him, when he heard their murmurs.
"Oh my god, Remus!" the woman was muttering. "Can it really be you?"
"K-K-Kat??" stammered Remus, pulling her out to arms length and looking her up and down, deciding that if it wasn't Kat, Kat had another identical twin he didn't know about.
"Kat," he said again, trying to make it sink in. "You look gorgeous."
It was true; her hair was just as long, red and silky as he remembered, it was even in a plait, her eyes never looked more dazzling to him and her smile was beyond words. Compared to the neat way she was dressed, Remus felt exceptionally shabby, and old, she looked so young, yet they were the same age.
"Oh Remus," said Kat, tears of happiness shining in her eyes. "When Dumbledore said I'd have friends in the Order, I had no idea."
Remus could do nothing but stare, and smile. Kat, Kat, he'd had no contact with her since the last day of school in their seventh year, and now he was hugging her! Hugging her? He abruptly let go, and pushed her away slightly. Then he realised she was looking at him with an almost loving expression. Then, swiftly, she moved forward and gave him a modest kiss on the cheek.
"It's so wonderful to see you, Remus," she whispered, playfully running her hand through his greying fringe and ruffling his hair. "You're going grey…"
"So I noticed," he sighed, still smiling as though he had been hit by a cheering charm.
"Hello, Kat." Came a voice from the stairs. They both turned to see Sirius slowly descending.
"S-S-Sirius," gasped Kat, looking frightened, yet angry. "Azkaban did not treat you well, I see." It was difficult to tell that the man standing before her was Sirius Black. For, even though he had always been skinny, his appearance was now skeletal. His once smiling face was skull like, his eyes sunken; and his hair, which he always took the greatest care of, was matted and elbow length. If Kat hadn't seen his picture in the paper, and known the effects of the Azkaban guards, she would have laughed if told it was him.
"It's all right Kat," whispered Remus, gently, placing a hand on her shaking shoulder. Kat scoffed, how was it all right? Sirius Black was a cold-blooded murderer or as good as one. "It wasn't him, Sirius is innocent. It was Peter, Peter betrayed us. Dumbledore believes this."
"I always knew it couldn't have been Sirius," Kat said finally, though she didn't sound to convinced, nor would she look at either of them. "And if it's good enough for Dumbledore…It's good to see you Sirius."
She sighed. She was glad to see Remus but she wasn't so sure about Sirius.
"And you," replied Sirius, unaware of her coldness. "You are most welcome to the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black."
"House of Black? Black?" said Kat sounding dubious. Now that she had a chance to look around, this house looked like it was owned by only the darkest of wizards.
"My parents owned this house," said Sirius, acrimoniously. "But I hated it here, when I left to live at James' house I vowed never to return. Now I have no choice I have no where else to go."
Kat nodded, starting to feel more warmly towards Sirius. Maybe he wasn't the traitor…maybe.
"And then Dumbledore was looking for a headquarters, so I offered him this place. No one lives here now except…"
Sirius stopped; they had all heard a resentful muttering floating down from the above landing. Then an old house elf came wandering down.
"Another dirty mudblood in my mistresses house. Master brings filth here," the elf seemed completely oblivious to their presence. "First the werewolf," Kat chanced a fleeting look at Remus, who was blushing and staring at the floor, hand still on her shoulder. "Then the filthy red haired family, so many, the first mudblood, now the dirty boy with scar and many more, always coming and going. What would my poor mistress say?"
"Except Kreature," snarled Sirius, an ugly look twisting his already unusual features.
"Filthy, filthy, nothing but filth," the elf continued to mutter.
"Shut up!" Sirius snapped. He swung a kick at Kreature making him squeal slightly before scurrying off through a door at the end of the hall. Sirius gave a triumphant smirk.
"Um, okay…so is there enough room in this place for one more?" Kat finally asked cautiously, to be truthful, she was still slightly afraid of Sirius.
"What?!? You're staying!" Remus looked up at her, grinning from ear-to-ear. Remus noticed Sirius also looked immensely pleased by this statement.
"Yes. Dumbledore said it would be best for me to stay here," explained Kat, looking pleased at Remus excitement. "And I guess it will be." Though she was smiling while speaking, she gave Sirius a wary glance.
"I'll show you to you're room then," said Sirius, settling the matter before Remus could. "There are so many rooms here, there is always room for one more." He walked past them both; looking at Remus, who still hadn't removed his hand from Kat's shoulder, as he did so. Under Sirius' gaze, Remus' hand dropped to his side and he stared back at the floor, a light flush finding its way across his cheeks. Sirius retrieved Kat's bags and headed back up the staircase. Kats gaze followed Sirius, then she gave Remus a pleading look.
"Umm…Sirius," said Remus thinking quickly. Sirius stoped and turned to look at him. "Perhaps Kat is hungry, and considering dinner is ready…" Kat urged him on with vigorous nods. "So, why don't you put her things in her room, I'll show here to it later, and we'll see you in the kitchen?"
Kat smiled broadly at Remus, he had saved her from an uncomfortable situation. Sirius noticed that Kat was smiling, before he shrugged, saying, "Okay, save me a seat?" And with that he retreated up the staircase.
"Thank you," said Kat giving a slight sigh of relief.
"Come on, Mrs Weasley's food is always superb," was all she got in return, before Remus headed off down the hall towards the door Kreature had disappeared through; Kat followed.
"Don't worry, I'll introduce you to everyone," Remus whispered as he opened the door. Kat stepped inside, as soon as she was inside, everyone in the room turned to look at her. To distract herself from this, she looked around, taking in her surrounds. She was in a small, dingy, kitchen, furnished much like the hall. In the middle of the room there was a table, seated around which were at least eight people although there was room for more.
"Everyone, this is Kat Evans, a new member to the Order," said Remus as he stepped around Kat, so he could address the others. He grasped Kat's wrist gently and walked towards the table, dragging Kat behind him.
"Now, where to start?" Kat heard Remus mumble ever so quietly to himself. "Ah, I believe you already know Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt?"
A rather pretty young women with bright pink hair rose and embraced Kat like a sister. A tall, black man with a gold hoop through his ear also stood and greeted her.
"Oh, hello! It's good to see you both," said Kat in a cheerful voice. "How are things at the British Ministry of Magic?"
Both Tonks and Kingsley grimaced, Kat laughed.
"That well, huh?" You'll have to tell me al about it."
"Yes, and this is Mrs Molly Weasley," Remus continued, a plump, kind faced women with vivid red hair stepped forward from the kitchen bench. "Her husband, Arthur Weasley, also works at the Ministry, Misuse of Muggle Artefacts office,"
"Welcome, dear," said Mrs Weasley, startling Kat by hugging her.
"And these are the Weasley children," Remus gestured at all the red haired children at the table. "Fred and George, the twins, both attending Hogwarts," Two boys, identical to the last freckle, stood and bowed with much a flourish of hands. Kat laughed. "Ginny, the only girl child, who is in her fourth year at Hogwarts." A girl, with long, equally vivid hair, shook Kat's hand. "And this is Ron, he is in his fifth year at Hogwarts," Ron's face and ears became very red as Kat turned to him and he stared down at his plate with a very mumbled "Hello." Fred and George snicked.
"There are three other Weasley children, eight children in all, they have all graduated from Hogwarts. There is Bill, he works for Gringotts, Charlie, he's working with dragons in Romania, and…" Remus stopped; there was an extremely nasty silence. "The other son is not welcome here," Remus ended finally, rather stiffly.
"Now, this is Hermione," Remus started again, trying to break the silence. "You may see a cat wandering around, that is Crookshanks, Hermione's cat."
"It is lovely to meet you," said Hermione in a rather formal, polite manner, Shaking Kat's hand.
"And you," replied Kat, smiling broadly, pleased by her warm reception.
"Last, but certainly not least, this is…"
"Harry Potter," Kat finished, for her eyes had just fallen on a boy with jet black, somewhat untidy hair, glasses, startling green almond shaped eyes and a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, not that this mattered. Kat felt the breath catch in her throat, she couldn't believe her eyes.
'It is wonderful to met you Harry," she at long last managed to say, shaking his hand. "You are most likely sick of hearing this, but you truly look so much like your father, except your eyes, you have your mothers eyes."
Harry slowly looked up into Kat's face; he was glad that she wasn't looking at his scar. When he finally met her eyes, there was something familiar about them, but what, he couldn't place. In fact her whole face reminded him of someone, but whom?
"Well, that's everyone, for now, considering you've already met Sirius," said Remus, happily.
"Were is Sirius?" enquired Harry.
"He was taking my things to my room, but hasn't come back yet. I'll go find him, shall I?" said Kat, tearing her eyes away from Harry.
"A-Are you sure?" asked Remus, surprised by her sudden willingness to be near Sirius.
"Yeah, it will give me a chance to look around. I'll be right back, so you all may as well start eating." Kat waved her hand dismissively and left the room. Remus just stood there astounded.
"Come now, Remus, you look famished," said Mrs Weasley, bustling over, seating Remus across from Harry and placing some food in front of him. "Eat up, all of you."
"Thank you, Molly," said Remus, before somewhat reluctantly lifting his fork and beginning to eat. Everyone else also began, everyone that is, except Harry. Which Harry's best friends, Ron and Hermione, perceived.
"What's wrong, Harry?" asked Hermione softly, sounding concerned. Harry remained unmoving, staring blankly at his plate.
"Eah, wha's wong 'arry?" repeated Ron with a mouthful of food, spraying Hermione slightly with mashed potato. Hermione gave Ron a disgusted look. Harry sighed and looked up at them both.
"Well that's just it, I'm not sure," he said. "It's that Kat girl, she…she has my eyes."
"Harry, what on earth are you on about?" Ron looked slightly disconcerted by Harry's odd statement.
"Kat looks exactly like all the pictures I've ever seen of my mum!" Harry exclaimed.
Inexplicably, Remus began to choke on his food at the exact moment Harry said this. When he finally managed to stop, everyone was looking at him. He shot Harry a nervous glance before beginning to eat again rather quickly, staring downwards.
Harry gaped at Remus, startled by this peculiar behaviour.
"Er, Professor Lupin, I mean Remus, are you alright?" quizzed Hermione. Remus blushed profusely, uncharacteristically so; but before he could answer, Kat returned, Sirius tagging, rather eagerly, along behind her.
"Found him," she declared brightly. The corners of Sirius mouth twitched as though he was going to smile.
"Good, good," replied Remus, indifferently. "Come and sit next to me, Kat, before all the food goes cold."
Kat did as requested and took her seat beside Remus with pleasure. Sirius then came and sat on her other side, which Kat, though feeling more warmly toward him, was still none to thrilled about.
Though out the whole meal Harry kept looking intently at Kat, and, Remus noted, so did Sirius. Kat noticed none of this, she was to busy talking to Tonks about the recent happenings at the Ministry of Magic.
"So, you don't live in England? Judging by the way you keep saying British Ministry of Magic," said Mrs Weasley to Kat.
"Oh, yes. I haven't lived in Brittain for quite a while. I've been travelling around as part of my job," Kat responded, smiling.
"Oooo, what do you do for a job?" asked Hermione, looking interested.
"I work in the Department of International Wizarding Relations. As a matter of fact I spent the past year in Australia and New Zealand," said Kat. Remus sighed at the thought of her being so far away, no one noticed except Kat, who grinned. The others all looked impressed.
"Now, I've been placed in a desk job so I can be close to the Order. Eventually I'll start travelling again, it will be useful to have wizards from other nations in the Order," Remus at this instant made a funny sniffling noise. "But that won't be for quite a while." Kat cast Remus a fleeting look; Remus looked a mixture of ashamed and embarrassed.
The door was abruptly flung open and someone entered. The man strode over towards the table. Kat noted his long, greasy, black hair, his sallow skin, pallid appearance, and exceedingly large, hooklike nose. She recognised him, but it couldn't be, what was he doing in the Order?
"Oh, hello Severus. Kat, Severus Snape, he is also in the Order." Said Remus, softly.
Snape smirked when he realised whom Remus was introducing, Kat knew he was thinking of her muggle parentage. His smirk, however, vanished by her next remark.
"Yes, yes, I remember," her voice was cheerful and she was smiling, but her eyes were cold, almost malicious. Kat extended her hand. "Hello…Snivellus."
Sirius and Remus, after a small, bewildered silence, burst out laughing. Soon everyone, apart from Mrs Weasley and Snape himself, were laughing. No one else got the joke, but the look on Snape's face was riotous. Snape declined Kat's outstretched hand and replied curtly, although his voice shook with concealed anger.
"I just came to notify you that Dumbledore is unable to come to today's meeting," he spoke quickly, his shallow skinned face becoming crimson with rage.
"Um, yes, thank you, Severus," gasped Remus, catching his breath and calming down. Snape looked about ready to curse things, so he added. "Would you like something to eat?" Remus grabbed a spare plate and offered it to Snape.
"No, I must be going," Snape's lip was curling and a vein in his temple throbbed unpleasantly. He turned on his heel and swiftly strode out the door.
"Well, what an eventful evening this has been," said Mrs Weasley, pleasantly, looking around at them all. "I think it is time for you children to go to bed." There was a lot of groaning as she ushered the children away. When she returned, Tonks and Kingsley rose.
"We must be off, too, Molly," said Kingsley in his deep voice. "Thank you for dinner."
"That's alright," replied Mrs Weasley.
"And, it has been great to catch up with you, Kat," added Tonks, as they made to leave.
"Agreed, delightful," replied Kat, shaking both their hands.
"Bye."
"Goodbye."
Once Kingsley and Tonks were gone Mrs Weasley turned to them three of them.
"You should go to bed as well," she informed them. "It really is quite late."
"Oh, Molly," said Remus. "Let me clean up for once, you do to much."
"Yes, and I'll help," Kat nodded enthusiastically. For some odd reason, Sirius now looked sullen.
"Oh, only if you're sure," Mrs Weasley sighed. The door slammed, which caused them all to jump, Sirius was gone. Mrs Weasley bid them both goodnights, before shuffling out, muttering about the children being in bed and Sirius being noisy.
"You actually remembered what we called Snape in school?" whispered Remus, incredulously, speaking more freely now that they were alone.
"Certainly, I remember every moment we spent together like it was yesterday," Kat murmured, taking a step towards him. He blushed immensely.
"R-Really?" he stammered, Kat nodded. Remus had no idea how to deal with this situation; he stepped back from her and bumped right into the kitchen bench. "O-Ow!"
"Are you alright?" Kat asked looking anxious.
"I'm fine," Remus replied, rubbing his backside. Kat looked amused.
"You are so silly sometimes," she giggled. Remus looked self-conscious. Kat leaned in closer to him. Remus, surprised by her directness, leaned so far back that he ended up scrambling up and sitting on the kitchen bench top.
"Kat we ought to be clean-mmpf," Kat pressed her lips against his, preventing all speech. When she backed off and let him breath, he was blushing so much that he almost radiated heat.
Kat smiled, an impish grin.
"-ing, cleaning," Remus stammered. "We ought to be cleaning."
Kat turned her back on Remus.
"I didn't mean to…" He began, thinking he had offended her by stopping her advances.
Kat waved her wand and the whole kitchen was cleaner, not spotless, but cleaner.
"Man, that beats doing it the muggle way," said Kat, proudly. She turned back to him with raised eyebrows. "Better? Are you happy now?" Remus nodded, unable to speak.
"Good," she said, with that impish grin again. She lent forward.
"The Order of the Phoenix can be found at Twelve Grimmauld Place" a young women read, she was standing alone in the middle of a street, outside numbers 11 and 13. She concentrated on these words as she had been instructed, and sure enough, Number 12 Grimmauld Place materialized between the other two houses.
She gently pushed open the gate and started up the path towards the front door. She went up the steps and reached for the door handle.
"Oh, hang on…" she whispered to herself. She pulled out her wand and set fire to the paper, watching as the charred pieces fell to the ground. She reached out and knocked on the door.
*
Remus Lupin came hurrying down the hall, he was wondering who was at the door. No one else in the Order knocked on the door, he was just wondering whether to open it, when whoever it was knocked again.
"For Christ sakes, somebody get the bloody door!" came a slightly angry call from upstairs.
Remus pulled open the door and almost fell over as someone thumped into him seconds later. Gasping for air he tried to make the person relinquish their grip on him, when he heard their murmurs.
"Oh my god, Remus!" the woman was muttering. "Can it really be you?"
"K-K-Kat??" stammered Remus, pulling her out to arms length and looking her up and down, deciding that if it wasn't Kat, Kat had another identical twin he didn't know about.
"Kat," he said again, trying to make it sink in. "You look gorgeous."
It was true; her hair was just as long, red and silky as he remembered, it was even in a plait, her eyes never looked more dazzling to him and her smile was beyond words. Compared to the neat way she was dressed, Remus felt exceptionally shabby, and old, she looked so young, yet they were the same age.
"Oh Remus," said Kat, tears of happiness shining in her eyes. "When Dumbledore said I'd have friends in the Order, I had no idea."
Remus could do nothing but stare, and smile. Kat, Kat, he'd had no contact with her since the last day of school in their seventh year, and now he was hugging her! Hugging her? He abruptly let go, and pushed her away slightly. Then he realised she was looking at him with an almost loving expression. Then, swiftly, she moved forward and gave him a modest kiss on the cheek.
"It's so wonderful to see you, Remus," she whispered, playfully running her hand through his greying fringe and ruffling his hair. "You're going grey…"
"So I noticed," he sighed, still smiling as though he had been hit by a cheering charm.
"Hello, Kat." Came a voice from the stairs. They both turned to see Sirius slowly descending.
"S-S-Sirius," gasped Kat, looking frightened, yet angry. "Azkaban did not treat you well, I see." It was difficult to tell that the man standing before her was Sirius Black. For, even though he had always been skinny, his appearance was now skeletal. His once smiling face was skull like, his eyes sunken; and his hair, which he always took the greatest care of, was matted and elbow length. If Kat hadn't seen his picture in the paper, and known the effects of the Azkaban guards, she would have laughed if told it was him.
"It's all right Kat," whispered Remus, gently, placing a hand on her shaking shoulder. Kat scoffed, how was it all right? Sirius Black was a cold-blooded murderer or as good as one. "It wasn't him, Sirius is innocent. It was Peter, Peter betrayed us. Dumbledore believes this."
"I always knew it couldn't have been Sirius," Kat said finally, though she didn't sound to convinced, nor would she look at either of them. "And if it's good enough for Dumbledore…It's good to see you Sirius."
She sighed. She was glad to see Remus but she wasn't so sure about Sirius.
"And you," replied Sirius, unaware of her coldness. "You are most welcome to the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black."
"House of Black? Black?" said Kat sounding dubious. Now that she had a chance to look around, this house looked like it was owned by only the darkest of wizards.
"My parents owned this house," said Sirius, acrimoniously. "But I hated it here, when I left to live at James' house I vowed never to return. Now I have no choice I have no where else to go."
Kat nodded, starting to feel more warmly towards Sirius. Maybe he wasn't the traitor…maybe.
"And then Dumbledore was looking for a headquarters, so I offered him this place. No one lives here now except…"
Sirius stopped; they had all heard a resentful muttering floating down from the above landing. Then an old house elf came wandering down.
"Another dirty mudblood in my mistresses house. Master brings filth here," the elf seemed completely oblivious to their presence. "First the werewolf," Kat chanced a fleeting look at Remus, who was blushing and staring at the floor, hand still on her shoulder. "Then the filthy red haired family, so many, the first mudblood, now the dirty boy with scar and many more, always coming and going. What would my poor mistress say?"
"Except Kreature," snarled Sirius, an ugly look twisting his already unusual features.
"Filthy, filthy, nothing but filth," the elf continued to mutter.
"Shut up!" Sirius snapped. He swung a kick at Kreature making him squeal slightly before scurrying off through a door at the end of the hall. Sirius gave a triumphant smirk.
"Um, okay…so is there enough room in this place for one more?" Kat finally asked cautiously, to be truthful, she was still slightly afraid of Sirius.
"What?!? You're staying!" Remus looked up at her, grinning from ear-to-ear. Remus noticed Sirius also looked immensely pleased by this statement.
"Yes. Dumbledore said it would be best for me to stay here," explained Kat, looking pleased at Remus excitement. "And I guess it will be." Though she was smiling while speaking, she gave Sirius a wary glance.
"I'll show you to you're room then," said Sirius, settling the matter before Remus could. "There are so many rooms here, there is always room for one more." He walked past them both; looking at Remus, who still hadn't removed his hand from Kat's shoulder, as he did so. Under Sirius' gaze, Remus' hand dropped to his side and he stared back at the floor, a light flush finding its way across his cheeks. Sirius retrieved Kat's bags and headed back up the staircase. Kats gaze followed Sirius, then she gave Remus a pleading look.
"Umm…Sirius," said Remus thinking quickly. Sirius stoped and turned to look at him. "Perhaps Kat is hungry, and considering dinner is ready…" Kat urged him on with vigorous nods. "So, why don't you put her things in her room, I'll show here to it later, and we'll see you in the kitchen?"
Kat smiled broadly at Remus, he had saved her from an uncomfortable situation. Sirius noticed that Kat was smiling, before he shrugged, saying, "Okay, save me a seat?" And with that he retreated up the staircase.
"Thank you," said Kat giving a slight sigh of relief.
"Come on, Mrs Weasley's food is always superb," was all she got in return, before Remus headed off down the hall towards the door Kreature had disappeared through; Kat followed.
"Don't worry, I'll introduce you to everyone," Remus whispered as he opened the door. Kat stepped inside, as soon as she was inside, everyone in the room turned to look at her. To distract herself from this, she looked around, taking in her surrounds. She was in a small, dingy, kitchen, furnished much like the hall. In the middle of the room there was a table, seated around which were at least eight people although there was room for more.
"Everyone, this is Kat Evans, a new member to the Order," said Remus as he stepped around Kat, so he could address the others. He grasped Kat's wrist gently and walked towards the table, dragging Kat behind him.
"Now, where to start?" Kat heard Remus mumble ever so quietly to himself. "Ah, I believe you already know Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt?"
A rather pretty young women with bright pink hair rose and embraced Kat like a sister. A tall, black man with a gold hoop through his ear also stood and greeted her.
"Oh, hello! It's good to see you both," said Kat in a cheerful voice. "How are things at the British Ministry of Magic?"
Both Tonks and Kingsley grimaced, Kat laughed.
"That well, huh?" You'll have to tell me al about it."
"Yes, and this is Mrs Molly Weasley," Remus continued, a plump, kind faced women with vivid red hair stepped forward from the kitchen bench. "Her husband, Arthur Weasley, also works at the Ministry, Misuse of Muggle Artefacts office,"
"Welcome, dear," said Mrs Weasley, startling Kat by hugging her.
"And these are the Weasley children," Remus gestured at all the red haired children at the table. "Fred and George, the twins, both attending Hogwarts," Two boys, identical to the last freckle, stood and bowed with much a flourish of hands. Kat laughed. "Ginny, the only girl child, who is in her fourth year at Hogwarts." A girl, with long, equally vivid hair, shook Kat's hand. "And this is Ron, he is in his fifth year at Hogwarts," Ron's face and ears became very red as Kat turned to him and he stared down at his plate with a very mumbled "Hello." Fred and George snicked.
"There are three other Weasley children, eight children in all, they have all graduated from Hogwarts. There is Bill, he works for Gringotts, Charlie, he's working with dragons in Romania, and…" Remus stopped; there was an extremely nasty silence. "The other son is not welcome here," Remus ended finally, rather stiffly.
"Now, this is Hermione," Remus started again, trying to break the silence. "You may see a cat wandering around, that is Crookshanks, Hermione's cat."
"It is lovely to meet you," said Hermione in a rather formal, polite manner, Shaking Kat's hand.
"And you," replied Kat, smiling broadly, pleased by her warm reception.
"Last, but certainly not least, this is…"
"Harry Potter," Kat finished, for her eyes had just fallen on a boy with jet black, somewhat untidy hair, glasses, startling green almond shaped eyes and a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, not that this mattered. Kat felt the breath catch in her throat, she couldn't believe her eyes.
'It is wonderful to met you Harry," she at long last managed to say, shaking his hand. "You are most likely sick of hearing this, but you truly look so much like your father, except your eyes, you have your mothers eyes."
Harry slowly looked up into Kat's face; he was glad that she wasn't looking at his scar. When he finally met her eyes, there was something familiar about them, but what, he couldn't place. In fact her whole face reminded him of someone, but whom?
"Well, that's everyone, for now, considering you've already met Sirius," said Remus, happily.
"Were is Sirius?" enquired Harry.
"He was taking my things to my room, but hasn't come back yet. I'll go find him, shall I?" said Kat, tearing her eyes away from Harry.
"A-Are you sure?" asked Remus, surprised by her sudden willingness to be near Sirius.
"Yeah, it will give me a chance to look around. I'll be right back, so you all may as well start eating." Kat waved her hand dismissively and left the room. Remus just stood there astounded.
"Come now, Remus, you look famished," said Mrs Weasley, bustling over, seating Remus across from Harry and placing some food in front of him. "Eat up, all of you."
"Thank you, Molly," said Remus, before somewhat reluctantly lifting his fork and beginning to eat. Everyone else also began, everyone that is, except Harry. Which Harry's best friends, Ron and Hermione, perceived.
"What's wrong, Harry?" asked Hermione softly, sounding concerned. Harry remained unmoving, staring blankly at his plate.
"Eah, wha's wong 'arry?" repeated Ron with a mouthful of food, spraying Hermione slightly with mashed potato. Hermione gave Ron a disgusted look. Harry sighed and looked up at them both.
"Well that's just it, I'm not sure," he said. "It's that Kat girl, she…she has my eyes."
"Harry, what on earth are you on about?" Ron looked slightly disconcerted by Harry's odd statement.
"Kat looks exactly like all the pictures I've ever seen of my mum!" Harry exclaimed.
Inexplicably, Remus began to choke on his food at the exact moment Harry said this. When he finally managed to stop, everyone was looking at him. He shot Harry a nervous glance before beginning to eat again rather quickly, staring downwards.
Harry gaped at Remus, startled by this peculiar behaviour.
"Er, Professor Lupin, I mean Remus, are you alright?" quizzed Hermione. Remus blushed profusely, uncharacteristically so; but before he could answer, Kat returned, Sirius tagging, rather eagerly, along behind her.
"Found him," she declared brightly. The corners of Sirius mouth twitched as though he was going to smile.
"Good, good," replied Remus, indifferently. "Come and sit next to me, Kat, before all the food goes cold."
Kat did as requested and took her seat beside Remus with pleasure. Sirius then came and sat on her other side, which Kat, though feeling more warmly toward him, was still none to thrilled about.
Though out the whole meal Harry kept looking intently at Kat, and, Remus noted, so did Sirius. Kat noticed none of this, she was to busy talking to Tonks about the recent happenings at the Ministry of Magic.
"So, you don't live in England? Judging by the way you keep saying British Ministry of Magic," said Mrs Weasley to Kat.
"Oh, yes. I haven't lived in Brittain for quite a while. I've been travelling around as part of my job," Kat responded, smiling.
"Oooo, what do you do for a job?" asked Hermione, looking interested.
"I work in the Department of International Wizarding Relations. As a matter of fact I spent the past year in Australia and New Zealand," said Kat. Remus sighed at the thought of her being so far away, no one noticed except Kat, who grinned. The others all looked impressed.
"Now, I've been placed in a desk job so I can be close to the Order. Eventually I'll start travelling again, it will be useful to have wizards from other nations in the Order," Remus at this instant made a funny sniffling noise. "But that won't be for quite a while." Kat cast Remus a fleeting look; Remus looked a mixture of ashamed and embarrassed.
The door was abruptly flung open and someone entered. The man strode over towards the table. Kat noted his long, greasy, black hair, his sallow skin, pallid appearance, and exceedingly large, hooklike nose. She recognised him, but it couldn't be, what was he doing in the Order?
"Oh, hello Severus. Kat, Severus Snape, he is also in the Order." Said Remus, softly.
Snape smirked when he realised whom Remus was introducing, Kat knew he was thinking of her muggle parentage. His smirk, however, vanished by her next remark.
"Yes, yes, I remember," her voice was cheerful and she was smiling, but her eyes were cold, almost malicious. Kat extended her hand. "Hello…Snivellus."
Sirius and Remus, after a small, bewildered silence, burst out laughing. Soon everyone, apart from Mrs Weasley and Snape himself, were laughing. No one else got the joke, but the look on Snape's face was riotous. Snape declined Kat's outstretched hand and replied curtly, although his voice shook with concealed anger.
"I just came to notify you that Dumbledore is unable to come to today's meeting," he spoke quickly, his shallow skinned face becoming crimson with rage.
"Um, yes, thank you, Severus," gasped Remus, catching his breath and calming down. Snape looked about ready to curse things, so he added. "Would you like something to eat?" Remus grabbed a spare plate and offered it to Snape.
"No, I must be going," Snape's lip was curling and a vein in his temple throbbed unpleasantly. He turned on his heel and swiftly strode out the door.
"Well, what an eventful evening this has been," said Mrs Weasley, pleasantly, looking around at them all. "I think it is time for you children to go to bed." There was a lot of groaning as she ushered the children away. When she returned, Tonks and Kingsley rose.
"We must be off, too, Molly," said Kingsley in his deep voice. "Thank you for dinner."
"That's alright," replied Mrs Weasley.
"And, it has been great to catch up with you, Kat," added Tonks, as they made to leave.
"Agreed, delightful," replied Kat, shaking both their hands.
"Bye."
"Goodbye."
Once Kingsley and Tonks were gone Mrs Weasley turned to them three of them.
"You should go to bed as well," she informed them. "It really is quite late."
"Oh, Molly," said Remus. "Let me clean up for once, you do to much."
"Yes, and I'll help," Kat nodded enthusiastically. For some odd reason, Sirius now looked sullen.
"Oh, only if you're sure," Mrs Weasley sighed. The door slammed, which caused them all to jump, Sirius was gone. Mrs Weasley bid them both goodnights, before shuffling out, muttering about the children being in bed and Sirius being noisy.
"You actually remembered what we called Snape in school?" whispered Remus, incredulously, speaking more freely now that they were alone.
"Certainly, I remember every moment we spent together like it was yesterday," Kat murmured, taking a step towards him. He blushed immensely.
"R-Really?" he stammered, Kat nodded. Remus had no idea how to deal with this situation; he stepped back from her and bumped right into the kitchen bench. "O-Ow!"
"Are you alright?" Kat asked looking anxious.
"I'm fine," Remus replied, rubbing his backside. Kat looked amused.
"You are so silly sometimes," she giggled. Remus looked self-conscious. Kat leaned in closer to him. Remus, surprised by her directness, leaned so far back that he ended up scrambling up and sitting on the kitchen bench top.
"Kat we ought to be clean-mmpf," Kat pressed her lips against his, preventing all speech. When she backed off and let him breath, he was blushing so much that he almost radiated heat.
Kat smiled, an impish grin.
"-ing, cleaning," Remus stammered. "We ought to be cleaning."
Kat turned her back on Remus.
"I didn't mean to…" He began, thinking he had offended her by stopping her advances.
Kat waved her wand and the whole kitchen was cleaner, not spotless, but cleaner.
"Man, that beats doing it the muggle way," said Kat, proudly. She turned back to him with raised eyebrows. "Better? Are you happy now?" Remus nodded, unable to speak.
"Good," she said, with that impish grin again. She lent forward.
