Draco came stumbling back from the entrance. "Evans. Someone's here to see you. " He slung himself into a chair. Too late he discovered that it was next to the one Pansy was sitting in. "Who would want to see Evans?"

"Potter."

Pansy began to smile. If she could match make Evans and Potter Draco would be hers. No competition. "I'm going out for a stroll." She said it casual but it didn't fool Draco. "Tell me everything you happen to hear."

***

Kendra and Harry walked outside. Neither one of them quite knew what to say. When they reached the lake they stopped.

"So. You're my sister."

"Yup."

"We don't look like twins."

"No we don't. Maybe we aren't."

"We have to be siblings. You look much like a mixture of mum and dad for there to be any doubt about your parentage. And the same goes for me I suppose."

"When's your birthday. Is it the same as mine? August 1st?"

"No, mine's July 31st."

"You're my older brother then." Harry smirked. "Yep. And I have plenty of experience with bigbrother-hood from watching the Weasleys. No more dating for you young lady."

She made a fake pout. "But I have to. I can't live without going out without at least five times a week with different blokes."

"Nice try sis. No dates until I approve of who you are seeing. Are you dating anyone at the moment by the way?" Kendra shook her head.

"No. You?"

"Nah. D'you like Quidditch?"

"Yeah, I love it. I'm a beater. But Rugby's better. Then I can really beat up guys." Kendra grinned widely.

"Little violent are you? Looks like those genes came exclusively to you. Me, I'm the seeker. Are you going to try out for the team? I sure could d use a good beat… Shit you're a Slytherin." Kendra nodded.

"A Slytherin for a sister. How d'you like that. And I AM going to try out for the team, so there. If you refuse to let me date anyone be careful of any bludgers coming your way." She grinned evilly. "Oh, you're a Slytherin all right." Harry sighed. "You say it like it is a bad thing. The hat only put me there as a last resort. Because of my competitiveness I suppose."

They started wandering farther away from the lake. Neither one of them noticed the shape of Pansy Parkinson lying in the bushes behind where they had been standing. She stayed in the bushes until she was sure that the two she had been eavesdropping on wouldn't see her. She made her way back to the Slytherin Common Room. This would make Draco forget all about Evans, even if he really hadn't noticed her yet.

***

"So," Kendra could hear a drawl next to her ear. "You're Potter's sister, eh? How come you aren't called Potter as well?" She turned her head, slightly. "Well, you see Malfoy. Dumbledore wanted us both to stay alive for some mysterious, dark reason. So he felt it was better for me to go to France to live with my grandparents, and Harry was placed with our aunt Petunia and her husband. My grandparents adopted me, that is why my name is Evans and Harry's name is Potter. Get the picture?" When she said the last part she poked her left index finger into his chest, hard.

"Yeah, yeah. If you're related to James Potter then you must be decent on a broom. How about trying out for the team?" Draco sounded like he really didn't want her to, but at the same time he couldn't afford to lose a good player over something as significant as the gene pool. "Sure. I'll try out for the team." Yes, Kendra. Sound like you're doing him a favor. Because we know you weren't really going to try out. You only have played ever since you came back to the wizarding world…

***

When Kendra returned to her bedchamber she noticed that someone had been rummaging through her stuff. Her clothes were lying everywhere and that they hadn't been when she left. None of her roommates were in the room, but Kendra thought she knew who'd done it. The only one who wanted to belittle her was Pansy. The rest of them weren't overly fond of her either, but they didn't loathe her like Pansy did. Pansy was afraid that Kendra would "get" Draco Malfoy in the end.

She stormed out of the bedchamber and ran furiously down into the common room. Pansy was there along with Blaise, Morag and some other Slytherin girls. "What did you do to my things?" Pansy just looked at her, with a question in her eyes. "Your things? I haven't touched your things. I have been down here in the common room all afternoon." Pansy didn't see Draco appearing behind her.

"Oh, but Pansy, dear. You haven't. I have been down here all afternoon. You have only been here parts of it. I would say you are a likely suspect." Draco didn't get much appreciation for his interruption. Pansy glared at him. "Did you hear me say I needed your help?" Kendra went over and poked a finger into his chest again, like she had in their previous conversation.

"Pansy, I don't tolerate people rummaging through my stuff. However I doubt that you actually took anything, or found out anything interesting about me, so I'll let it go for this time." Pansy actually looked a little relieved. The rest of the Slytherins were disappointed. A good catfight was something they always loved to see, and bet on. Pansy had been in more of those than the rest of the girls combined, and had most of the times won. They were anxious to see why Kendra had been placed in Slytherin. Each and every one of them didn't quite see her as the cunning kind. Kendra continued. "But if you ever meddle with anything that belongs to me again, I'll make sure you pay. That goes about anything, including my brother." She turned and walked away from the common room to see if she could find something other to do.

***

She ended up outside the painting of the Fat Lady. "Could you let me in? I've got to see Harry Potter." The Fat Lady didn't care much for anything but Gryffindors. "Have you got a password?" She asked Kendra snottily. "No." Kendra took to knocking on the frame of the portrait when it became clear to her that the Fat Lady wouldn't let her in without a password.

***

A/N: Still the property of J. K. Rowling… Written out for you by anastacy, by an idea made of Kayla.

Review, pwetty please?