Disclaimer: HARRY POTTER IS ALL MINE! AND PROFESSOR SNAPE IS ALL MINE! *pop* Oh dipshit! Why do I keep doing that? *mutters something* *mumbles* J.K Rowling owns all Harry Potter characters, Kate, Emrissa, and idea are mine. *shake fist at Rowling*





3rd

Lunch was next and Kate, by all means, did not want to spend her lunch at the Slytherin table. She went back to the common room,

"What sort of idiot House did I get sorted into?" she asked herself and sat in an armchair.

For a few seconds, she just sat there, resting, then her stomach growled.

"Okay...that was kinda loud, maybe I'm a little hungry" she said and went up to the fireplace and tapped the fifth stone from the left edge with her wand.

The lines of a trapdoor shined in front of the fireplace and Kate waited a few seconds before opening the hatch and going through. She jumped down to the kitchen and saw all sorts of elves working to feed the students of Hogwarts, this time, none of them paid attention to her since they were too busy. She snuck down to the carts full of fruits and grabbed two nectarines, then jumped up to get a handhold on the trapdoor again and hauled herself up.

Kate went into her bag to grab a book on magical creatures, that being the next class, she sunk into the airchair and did lunch.

Harry went into the Great Hall with Ron and Hermione. Sitting down and filling up his plate, there was a whoosh overhead.

"Mail!" shouted someone and Harry saw a white blur drop down and land on his shoulder.

"Hey Hedwig, got anything for me?" he asked, the snowy owl nipped his ear affectionatly and Harry took off a roll of parchment from her leg.

He read it quickly and grinned,

"The Dursleys want to know if I'm staying for Winter Break" he said.

"Definetly Harry" said Hermione.

Harry scribbled down his response and fastened the new message to Hedwig's leg. She hooted and flew off. Harry turned back to his meal and began to eat while Ron, for once, chewed slowly. He seemed riveted in thought.

"Harry" he began,

"Do you really think the Dursleys are your only relatives?" he asked.

"I wish they weren't Ron" said Harry sighing a little.

"It doesn't make sense somehow, they're your mom's relatives...what happened to your dad's?" asked Ron wondering aloud.

Harry shrugged, "I dunno, I only know what I've been told"

"Ron, stop it! You're making Harry all gloomy again!" said Hermione.

Ron flushed, "Gee, sorry 'mione".

Harry was feeling slightly uncomfortable since the short dialogue and stood up.

"I'm not hungry anymore, I'll be in the common room if you need me".

"Harry?" asked Hermione as he was about to go.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"You should look in the mirror sometimes Harry. I like the hair" she said, surprising them all for a moment.

"Erm...thanks Hermione" he said and felt awkward as he went away.

Harry was exactly sure what Hermione meant by telling him that. He spoke the password to the Fat Lady and and climbed in through the portrait hole. Deciding to take Hermione's advice, he looked into the mirror in the bathroom. What he saw make him stumble backwards in surprise.