(A/N) Ok, you guyz rock! I loved your ideas! I really hope I have your
premission to use some of them and if I don't, you have my profound
apologies. But I might use them anyways. I like the idea of Kittie getting
Harry in trouble but I'm going to use Cho in it too(I don't like her
either). Hope you guys love this!
Disclaimer: You got it. That's right. I don't own it. Or it wouldn't be a FANFICTION!!!!Kittie is mine!
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Harry sat up quickly in bed. His forehead hit the bar of the bunk-bed above him and he fell back immediantly onto the pillows. He cursed colourfly.
"Harry?" Ron groaned leaning over the top of the bed looking at Harry upside-down. He waited patiently, letting Harry let out his frustration on his pillow. "Wow, Harry. I don't have anything on you when it comes to cussing."
Harry sighed and clutched his head trying to remember the nightmare. "Ron?"
"Hmm?"
"Was I just talking in my sleep?"
"Not that I heard. Why?"
"Never mind."
Ron groaned and jumped off the top bunk. He began digging through the clothes streamed all over his room.
"What are you doing? We don't have to be up for another hour!"
"Well, thanks to you, Harry, I don't think I'm going to be able to fall back asleep. Damn, and I was having a good dream too.", Ron said thickly, pulling a shirt over his head in the dark.
Harry sat up and grinned evilly. "Hermione?"
Ron let out a cry of suprise and tripped over a pant leg he was trying to get on. He stood up and quickly mumbled, "Of course not! I-I'll see you down stairs."
He took off out of the room leaving Harry laughing his head off behind him.
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"Mum! Mum! Call Saint Mungo's! Ron's finally gone insane!" Ginny yelled up the stairs still in a scarlet over-sized shirt that reached to her calves.
Ron sneered. They had been up for an hour, mostly trying to wake up their best without magic. Mrs. Weasley ran down the stairs pulling on her bathrobe. She let out a cry of suprise when she saw Ron, fully dressed and showered.
"Ronny? Are you okay? Do you feel ill? If you are, your going to tough it out. There is no possible way we're missing that train." Then, much to Harry's amusement, she began feeling Ron's forehead.
"Mum! Stop!"
"Oh Ronny..."
Ron's head whipped angerly to the door behind Mrs. Weasley. His jaw fell.
The twins were standing there with light green robes in their hands. They smiled triumphly as Ron got up to inspect it.
"Happy belated Birthday, Ron", George said throwing the robes at him.
He suspicously looked at the robes and groaned as he looked at the fryed edges.
"Well, at least they're not maroon. Thanks guys.", he said running back up to his room to pack it.
"Boys....", Mrs. Weasley said suspicously.
"Don't worry Mum! We bought them a few sizes too big so our growing Ronnikins can fit in them for years to come!" George grinned as Harry snorted into his orange juice.
Two hours later, Harry,Ron,the twins, and Ginny were sqeezed into the back of the ministry's car.
Ron complained loudly as the twins kept referring to him as "Ronny".
Harry wasn't paying attention. His mind was falling back to Diagon Alley where his mind always seemed to immediatly go when he fazed out. In his mind's eyes he could still see the girl's strange,yet enchanting eyes, and her long,silky, dark hair.....
"HARRY!"
Harry snapped back to the present.
"Huh?" He muttured stupidly blinking into the sudden light.
Ron was leaning into the open car door shaking him. "Wake up we're here!"
After sliding cleverly into the hidden barrier and boarding the train, Harry looked for Hermione. They found her in one of the last compartments reading a very large book. She grinned and muttered "hello" before once again absorbing herself in the book.
Harry and Ron rolled their eyes but sat down. About half and hour after the train began to move, the old lady with the trolley appeared at the door.
Ron and Hermione bought the usual pumpkin juices but Harry asked for some hot coca.
After she left, Harry stood. "Where are you going, Harry?" Hermione said hurriedly, as he made his way to the door with his mug.
"I'm just going to see who else is here. You know, to say hello." And he left quickly before Ron or Hermione could come up with an excuse for him to say.
He began to walk absently toward the back when a compartment suddenly opened and someone walked into him.
He flew back as the hot coca splashed all over his skin. He clenched his teeth in pain as his glasses flew off.
"I'm sorry!" A female vioce said still standing over him.
"Sorry?" He said in disbelief.
"Here. Let me help."
He looked up to see the small bleary figure raise her wand. He was about to protest when he felt the coca all over clean itself off.
"How-How did you- but your a first year!" Harry sputtered in suprise.
The girl laughed a bell-like laugh. "First year? Try again, O Brilliant One."
She handed him his glasses. As he put them on he gasped at the same time the girl did.
"You!"
He was staring at the girl who filled his thoughts ever since he saw her at Diagon Alley. She nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ears as Harry picked himself up.
They stood in suprised silence until a blonde stuck his head out.
"Malfoy?"
Draco Malfoy looked at him in suprise and his face clouded.
"Is Potter bothering you?" he asked the girl.
He took a menacing step to Harry. The girl looked at Harry blankly. "Potter?"
Harry swallowed hard and croaked,"Harry Potter."
He waited for her eyes to flicker to his forehead but to his suprise, they never left his face.
Malfoy pulled out his wand. The girl put out a hand and placed it on his arm.
He looked at her in suprise and turned, irritated, into the compartment shuting the door roughly behind him.
She turned to him and opened her mouth to say something but heavy metal music blasted through the compartment's door.
They both covered their ears and the girl jerked her head towards the last compartment.
They slid in and the girl shut the door behind them.
"So who are you?" He asked.
She grinned. "Kittie. Kittie Silcia."
He swallowed again. She had a name. Abnormal, yes, but a name.
"So..." She said nervously.
"Why did you run from me?" Harry blurted.
Kittie looked suprised. She quickly got over it and said slowly,"I'm not sure. Maybe because you were the first to make eye contact with me. Why were you staring in the first place?"
Harry blushed and stammered,"I-I didn't recognize you. I was just curious. Don't flatter yourself."
Kittie cocked an eyebrow and turned to the door.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
She turned and looked him square in the face. He took a step back.
"I'm going to make sure Draco didn't trash the compartment. Is there a problem?"
"Why are you with that git anyways?"
She narrowed her blue eyes dangerously. "I'm with that 'git' because so far he is the only intellegent being in this train who can even begin to compare with my life. He's the only one who can think to understand me. Why do you care?"
She didn't give him a chance to reply because she was already down the hallway, opening the door that was blasting deafning Ozzy.
He waited until she shut the door behind her before making his way back to his compartment.
He opened the door and Ron asked,"Well? Who did you see?"
"The devil." He said tonelessly.
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(A/N). Well? Whatcha think? I'm still open for ideas. Especially for detentions. Help!
I wanna thank the kids I babysit who had some VERY interesting ideas for this fic. please review.
Disclaimer: You got it. That's right. I don't own it. Or it wouldn't be a FANFICTION!!!!Kittie is mine!
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Harry sat up quickly in bed. His forehead hit the bar of the bunk-bed above him and he fell back immediantly onto the pillows. He cursed colourfly.
"Harry?" Ron groaned leaning over the top of the bed looking at Harry upside-down. He waited patiently, letting Harry let out his frustration on his pillow. "Wow, Harry. I don't have anything on you when it comes to cussing."
Harry sighed and clutched his head trying to remember the nightmare. "Ron?"
"Hmm?"
"Was I just talking in my sleep?"
"Not that I heard. Why?"
"Never mind."
Ron groaned and jumped off the top bunk. He began digging through the clothes streamed all over his room.
"What are you doing? We don't have to be up for another hour!"
"Well, thanks to you, Harry, I don't think I'm going to be able to fall back asleep. Damn, and I was having a good dream too.", Ron said thickly, pulling a shirt over his head in the dark.
Harry sat up and grinned evilly. "Hermione?"
Ron let out a cry of suprise and tripped over a pant leg he was trying to get on. He stood up and quickly mumbled, "Of course not! I-I'll see you down stairs."
He took off out of the room leaving Harry laughing his head off behind him.
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"Mum! Mum! Call Saint Mungo's! Ron's finally gone insane!" Ginny yelled up the stairs still in a scarlet over-sized shirt that reached to her calves.
Ron sneered. They had been up for an hour, mostly trying to wake up their best without magic. Mrs. Weasley ran down the stairs pulling on her bathrobe. She let out a cry of suprise when she saw Ron, fully dressed and showered.
"Ronny? Are you okay? Do you feel ill? If you are, your going to tough it out. There is no possible way we're missing that train." Then, much to Harry's amusement, she began feeling Ron's forehead.
"Mum! Stop!"
"Oh Ronny..."
Ron's head whipped angerly to the door behind Mrs. Weasley. His jaw fell.
The twins were standing there with light green robes in their hands. They smiled triumphly as Ron got up to inspect it.
"Happy belated Birthday, Ron", George said throwing the robes at him.
He suspicously looked at the robes and groaned as he looked at the fryed edges.
"Well, at least they're not maroon. Thanks guys.", he said running back up to his room to pack it.
"Boys....", Mrs. Weasley said suspicously.
"Don't worry Mum! We bought them a few sizes too big so our growing Ronnikins can fit in them for years to come!" George grinned as Harry snorted into his orange juice.
Two hours later, Harry,Ron,the twins, and Ginny were sqeezed into the back of the ministry's car.
Ron complained loudly as the twins kept referring to him as "Ronny".
Harry wasn't paying attention. His mind was falling back to Diagon Alley where his mind always seemed to immediatly go when he fazed out. In his mind's eyes he could still see the girl's strange,yet enchanting eyes, and her long,silky, dark hair.....
"HARRY!"
Harry snapped back to the present.
"Huh?" He muttured stupidly blinking into the sudden light.
Ron was leaning into the open car door shaking him. "Wake up we're here!"
After sliding cleverly into the hidden barrier and boarding the train, Harry looked for Hermione. They found her in one of the last compartments reading a very large book. She grinned and muttered "hello" before once again absorbing herself in the book.
Harry and Ron rolled their eyes but sat down. About half and hour after the train began to move, the old lady with the trolley appeared at the door.
Ron and Hermione bought the usual pumpkin juices but Harry asked for some hot coca.
After she left, Harry stood. "Where are you going, Harry?" Hermione said hurriedly, as he made his way to the door with his mug.
"I'm just going to see who else is here. You know, to say hello." And he left quickly before Ron or Hermione could come up with an excuse for him to say.
He began to walk absently toward the back when a compartment suddenly opened and someone walked into him.
He flew back as the hot coca splashed all over his skin. He clenched his teeth in pain as his glasses flew off.
"I'm sorry!" A female vioce said still standing over him.
"Sorry?" He said in disbelief.
"Here. Let me help."
He looked up to see the small bleary figure raise her wand. He was about to protest when he felt the coca all over clean itself off.
"How-How did you- but your a first year!" Harry sputtered in suprise.
The girl laughed a bell-like laugh. "First year? Try again, O Brilliant One."
She handed him his glasses. As he put them on he gasped at the same time the girl did.
"You!"
He was staring at the girl who filled his thoughts ever since he saw her at Diagon Alley. She nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ears as Harry picked himself up.
They stood in suprised silence until a blonde stuck his head out.
"Malfoy?"
Draco Malfoy looked at him in suprise and his face clouded.
"Is Potter bothering you?" he asked the girl.
He took a menacing step to Harry. The girl looked at Harry blankly. "Potter?"
Harry swallowed hard and croaked,"Harry Potter."
He waited for her eyes to flicker to his forehead but to his suprise, they never left his face.
Malfoy pulled out his wand. The girl put out a hand and placed it on his arm.
He looked at her in suprise and turned, irritated, into the compartment shuting the door roughly behind him.
She turned to him and opened her mouth to say something but heavy metal music blasted through the compartment's door.
They both covered their ears and the girl jerked her head towards the last compartment.
They slid in and the girl shut the door behind them.
"So who are you?" He asked.
She grinned. "Kittie. Kittie Silcia."
He swallowed again. She had a name. Abnormal, yes, but a name.
"So..." She said nervously.
"Why did you run from me?" Harry blurted.
Kittie looked suprised. She quickly got over it and said slowly,"I'm not sure. Maybe because you were the first to make eye contact with me. Why were you staring in the first place?"
Harry blushed and stammered,"I-I didn't recognize you. I was just curious. Don't flatter yourself."
Kittie cocked an eyebrow and turned to the door.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
She turned and looked him square in the face. He took a step back.
"I'm going to make sure Draco didn't trash the compartment. Is there a problem?"
"Why are you with that git anyways?"
She narrowed her blue eyes dangerously. "I'm with that 'git' because so far he is the only intellegent being in this train who can even begin to compare with my life. He's the only one who can think to understand me. Why do you care?"
She didn't give him a chance to reply because she was already down the hallway, opening the door that was blasting deafning Ozzy.
He waited until she shut the door behind her before making his way back to his compartment.
He opened the door and Ron asked,"Well? Who did you see?"
"The devil." He said tonelessly.
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(A/N). Well? Whatcha think? I'm still open for ideas. Especially for detentions. Help!
I wanna thank the kids I babysit who had some VERY interesting ideas for this fic. please review.