A/n Very very very sorry for the late chapter. I meant to do this sooner but school has been hectic. To boot I got sick family came to visit, friends came to visit, so many things so little time. Again, I am dreadfully sorry for my lateness. I will begin with chapter 4.



Chapter 4 The-Cat-Who-Lived

All eyes were on the cat with a lightning bolt scar. Why did a cat survive Avada Kedavra? That was unbeliveable. It was just impossible . Why should a cat survive the killing curse when so many had died.. Harry paid no attention to the staring teacher and students. He just scooped up the crying kitty and started mumbling little words only the cat could hear. The others in the room continued their trance for about two minutes until Flitwick blinked a couple of times and then did a remarkible Quirrel impression. "Did. what the? N-n-no w-way. Why? A kitten? B-bbut how?" then the tiny wizard regained his composure and started yelling at Harry. "Don't pick up that kitten! It could be full of dark magic! There must be some trickery about!" Harry paid no notice to his professor's ramblings. There was nothing in the world but him and his "kittley wittley." By now the others in the room realized what had occurred and were mimicking Flitwick with his "Who? What? When? Where? Why?" routine. Finally after about 15 minutes of his teacher's yelling and students stuttering, everybody (except Harry who was still zoned out) started shrieking with laughter at some of Harry's phrases. Ron was rolling on the floor yelling "Bitsy pookums? Cuddly wuddly?" Neville was laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach. Seamus was staggering into stuff and tripped over Neville and fell flat onto Harry's bed.(Laughing the whole time) Even Professor Flitwick was chuckling and muttering some of Harry's baby-talk under his breath. Harry continued to pay no heed as he picked all the stuff he needed with one hand and left the dorms. After a while the laughter stopped and the members of the dorm came back down. They explained the entire story to the five aurors trying to repair the battered common room. After a while everyone was escorted to the great hall where the story was explained to the awaiting school assembly by Dumbledore. Many were crying, many were amazed and many more were just plan shocked.. Anyway Lavender ended up falling asleep in Harry's lap. Due to all the excitement, Harry couldn't sleep, so with the help of his amazing summoning charm he brought the book he was reading on Godric Gryffindor to him. By the time he read five words however he was interrupted by Hermione who wanted to talk.

"Harry?" Hermione asked casually

"Yes?" Harry inquired

"What really happened tonight?"

Harry recapped the story from his snog session with Lav to the time they got to the great hall.

"Why were all of you laughing up in the boy's dorms? This isn't funny!"

"I dunno. I wasn't laughing. Or even paying attention for that matter."

"WHAT? YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW?" Yelled a stunned Ron "Listen to this!" Replayus he said and his wand started speaking as though it was a tape recorder, and repeated the exact play of events since he first heard the Harry babble. Hermione was laughing so loud that even with a quietus she still lost 5 points for Gryffindor. Harry found no humor in this and kept asking "Why do you guys think this is so funny?" and other assorted cries of disgust. After a few more minutes of giggles, Hermione spoke.

"I'm really sorry Harry. It's just I've never heard anything so funny in my life."

"Well I do not see any humor in the way I talk to my cat!" Harry grumped

"Please Harry, don't take this the wrong way." Hermione pleaded

"Yeah, well. If you think this is funny you should hear some of the things Ickle Ronniekins says in his sleep."

"Oooh! Oooh! What'd he say?"

"Harry please don't. You promised!" Ron said his face turning the color of moldy sour cream

"Well just some little things. Like how much he ate, why wont Neville stop snoring, which witch he has a crush on and his fantasies about her."

Hermione was squealing like a pig while Ron turned a nasty color of green that would never appear in a box of Crayola Crayons, while saying things like "No, Don't. Harry please do not tell. I thought we were friends.. Please no."

"He really likes this one Gryffindor girl." Harry continued

"Nooooooo!" Ron said, his face now turning an awful yellow color

"He likes You Hermione!"

"Why'd you have to tell Harry?" Ron asked tears running down his face

"REALLY?" Hermione said in awe and looking as though christmas came early.

"Yup. I'd reckon he likes you much more than a friend Hermione."

"..." Hermione was silent

"I'd bet that."

Harry said no more for the room had turned black. A certain angry Redhead hit him with his own book across the back of the head and the last thing he remembered was the feeling of blood running across the back of his neck.

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A/N wicked cliffie eh? Thought so. I really thought that Harry should get revenge on ron for his recording of his "Kittley wittley" noises A bit overboard by Harry but other than that I'm happy with it. Again my apolagies for my supreme lateness. The pc crashed so I was writing stuff down on scraps of paper. I have about the next 2 chapters written. I just need to get them on to the computer and get em to my Beta. Anyway a million thank yous to my many reviewers and please keep it up.

tootles Neopyro

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