(A/N) They actually had a civilized conversation in the last chap. Now lets
get this story rolling!
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"You like him. Admit it!"
Harry froze. He had just snuck out of his dorm, hidden under the cloak. His first intentions were to sneak into the kitchens for some extra food, but this worked too.
Ginny was sitting on the couch in front of the fire, with Kittie on the floor between her legs, and she was braiding her hair. Hermione was on the other side of the couch with a smaller book in her hands.
Kittie groaned. "I do not, Ginny."
"Stop moving!" Ginny tugged irritated on one of the tiny braids. Kittie cried out. "Alright! Stop pulling my hair!"
"Children, children, children. Now be nice and *share*." Hermione looked up from her book with a mock motherly tone.
Kittie and Ginny scowled. All three of the girls burst out laughing. Hermione put up her book and sat across the coffee in front of Kittie, her back to the fire.
"You know," Ginny said suddenly, as if struck with an idea. "We should have a sleepover."
Kittie cocked her eyebrows(A/N she does this a lot in the story.). "And who would we invite and where?"
Ginny shrugged. "Just an idea." Hermione grinned. "No! I like it! We could invite everyone from the 5th year and up!" Ginny snorted, hurt.
"And you can be from any other year, if invited!" Kittie was liking the idea.
"But do you know how many people that would be?!" Ginny finally put her input in. Kittie and Hermione looked at each other and grinned.
"Only two houses."
"Griffindor and Slytherin."
Ginny yanked on Kittie's hair in suprise. "Slytherin?! They'll kill us in our sleep!"
"First: Don't fall asleep. Second: If you do, the rest of us gryffs will watch over you. Third, STOP PULLING MY HAIR!!" Kittie yelled and Ginny grabbed a sock off the coffee table and stuffed it in Kittie's mouth. Kittie gagged.
"Right." Hermione said between laughs as Kittie rubbed her tounge desperatly. "But where would we have it? Slytherin or Griffindor?"
"Griffindor. The Slytherin boys are cleverer and will find a way to crash it. Griffindor boys are too shy." Kittie had finally convinced herself that her tounge was anti-diseased and was using it again.
Harry scowled. He was hoping they would have to cut it off.
"Wait. What about Parkinson?" Hermione and Ginny looked at Kittie. Kittie turned slightly pink and mumbled something about all the best things require sacrifices.
"So." she said, covering her embarressment. "Who's going to bring it up with McGonagall and Snape?"
Hermione said quickly,"Proffessor McGonagall will be thrilled that we're combineing two fueding houses. But Snape..."
Ginny and Hermione looked at Kittie. Kittie looked horrified. "Don't look at me!" she cried. "I had enough time in that git's office last night for detention!"
"We'll all go. Kittie, you invite some of your Slytherin friends and we'll gang up on him before breakfast." Hermione stood up.
Ginny, finally finishing Kittie's hair stood too. Kittie's hair was braided into several small braids, which were all braided into a long french braid. Kittie admired it in the mirror. Her reflection wolf whistled.
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At breakfast, Kittie, Hermione, and Ginny were late coming in. When they did, they came in with three 6th year Slytherins. They exchanged high- fives and triumphantly walked to the Griffindor Table. Kittie's hair was still braided and her deep brown hair swung around the hole of her back.
They pulled Parvati and Lavender aside. Kittie whispered something and Parvati squealed but Lavender paled and shot a nervous glance at the Slytherin table. Kittie whispered something again and they both nodded and ran out of the Great Hall.
Ron looked at Harry, questioning.
"Tell you later." He whispered as Ginny sat next to him.
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"So are we crashing it?! Please, Harry, tell me we're crashing it!" Ron and Harry were in the library and Harry had just told him everything he had heard.
"Of course we are." As Ron silently but obviously cheered, Harry quickly added,"But it *was* your sister's idea in the first place."
Ron's chest swelled with pride. "It runs in the family."
Harry suddenly noticed Kittie walk in. She shortly but formally walked to a table where Pansy was studying with the rest of her circle of friends. She handed Pansy a green parchment and waited patiently as Pansy read it. She sneered and nodded. Kittie turned to leave but Blaise Zabini jumped up and wrapped his arm around her waist.
Harry clunched his fists. But even from a distance, he could see Kittie slowly counting to three. As she reached it, the heel of her foot slammed into Blaise's foot. She walked away as though nothing had happened leaving him cursing and hopping on one foot behind her.
As Harry left the library, he heard two girls' vioces behind a row of book shelves.
"So when is it?"
"This Saturday. You coming?"
"Of course! I wouldn't miss it. Slytherin and Griffindor? This will be good for a laugh."
"Meet Kittie at the statue of Helga Hufflepuff at 8 on Saturday."
Harry grinned and proceeded to leave the library. He discovered that he was walking toward the court yard. As he reached the arched doorway, he saw Kittie talking to a very short 3rd year Hufflepuff boy. He slid into the shadows.
The little boy was clutching a pair of light pink panties to his chest as though it were a shrine. Kittie shook her head.
"I'm a victim of a panty raid...." she mumbled into her hand. Sighing she pointed her wand at the panties and it shot out of the poor boys hands. She caught them and looked at them in disgust.
Harry snorted. He just couldn't picture Kittie wearing anything *pink*.
She sighed again and looked at the boy who had started to cry. "Tell you what, you tell me how you got the password to Griffindor Tower and I'll let you keep these." She dangled the panties in front of the boy who eagerly grabbed them.
"Some Slytherin!" he said rubbing the panties to his cheek. "Some Slytherin?" Kittie asked confused. "Yeah! Some blonde Slytherin boy!"
Kittie's face cleared. She thanked the boy, who scampered away. She turned angrily to the other end of the court yard where Draco was cracking up.
"This is war, Draco!" She called.
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A/N: There ya go. The next chappie will be the sleepover. Need ideas and quick! Review!
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"You like him. Admit it!"
Harry froze. He had just snuck out of his dorm, hidden under the cloak. His first intentions were to sneak into the kitchens for some extra food, but this worked too.
Ginny was sitting on the couch in front of the fire, with Kittie on the floor between her legs, and she was braiding her hair. Hermione was on the other side of the couch with a smaller book in her hands.
Kittie groaned. "I do not, Ginny."
"Stop moving!" Ginny tugged irritated on one of the tiny braids. Kittie cried out. "Alright! Stop pulling my hair!"
"Children, children, children. Now be nice and *share*." Hermione looked up from her book with a mock motherly tone.
Kittie and Ginny scowled. All three of the girls burst out laughing. Hermione put up her book and sat across the coffee in front of Kittie, her back to the fire.
"You know," Ginny said suddenly, as if struck with an idea. "We should have a sleepover."
Kittie cocked her eyebrows(A/N she does this a lot in the story.). "And who would we invite and where?"
Ginny shrugged. "Just an idea." Hermione grinned. "No! I like it! We could invite everyone from the 5th year and up!" Ginny snorted, hurt.
"And you can be from any other year, if invited!" Kittie was liking the idea.
"But do you know how many people that would be?!" Ginny finally put her input in. Kittie and Hermione looked at each other and grinned.
"Only two houses."
"Griffindor and Slytherin."
Ginny yanked on Kittie's hair in suprise. "Slytherin?! They'll kill us in our sleep!"
"First: Don't fall asleep. Second: If you do, the rest of us gryffs will watch over you. Third, STOP PULLING MY HAIR!!" Kittie yelled and Ginny grabbed a sock off the coffee table and stuffed it in Kittie's mouth. Kittie gagged.
"Right." Hermione said between laughs as Kittie rubbed her tounge desperatly. "But where would we have it? Slytherin or Griffindor?"
"Griffindor. The Slytherin boys are cleverer and will find a way to crash it. Griffindor boys are too shy." Kittie had finally convinced herself that her tounge was anti-diseased and was using it again.
Harry scowled. He was hoping they would have to cut it off.
"Wait. What about Parkinson?" Hermione and Ginny looked at Kittie. Kittie turned slightly pink and mumbled something about all the best things require sacrifices.
"So." she said, covering her embarressment. "Who's going to bring it up with McGonagall and Snape?"
Hermione said quickly,"Proffessor McGonagall will be thrilled that we're combineing two fueding houses. But Snape..."
Ginny and Hermione looked at Kittie. Kittie looked horrified. "Don't look at me!" she cried. "I had enough time in that git's office last night for detention!"
"We'll all go. Kittie, you invite some of your Slytherin friends and we'll gang up on him before breakfast." Hermione stood up.
Ginny, finally finishing Kittie's hair stood too. Kittie's hair was braided into several small braids, which were all braided into a long french braid. Kittie admired it in the mirror. Her reflection wolf whistled.
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At breakfast, Kittie, Hermione, and Ginny were late coming in. When they did, they came in with three 6th year Slytherins. They exchanged high- fives and triumphantly walked to the Griffindor Table. Kittie's hair was still braided and her deep brown hair swung around the hole of her back.
They pulled Parvati and Lavender aside. Kittie whispered something and Parvati squealed but Lavender paled and shot a nervous glance at the Slytherin table. Kittie whispered something again and they both nodded and ran out of the Great Hall.
Ron looked at Harry, questioning.
"Tell you later." He whispered as Ginny sat next to him.
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"So are we crashing it?! Please, Harry, tell me we're crashing it!" Ron and Harry were in the library and Harry had just told him everything he had heard.
"Of course we are." As Ron silently but obviously cheered, Harry quickly added,"But it *was* your sister's idea in the first place."
Ron's chest swelled with pride. "It runs in the family."
Harry suddenly noticed Kittie walk in. She shortly but formally walked to a table where Pansy was studying with the rest of her circle of friends. She handed Pansy a green parchment and waited patiently as Pansy read it. She sneered and nodded. Kittie turned to leave but Blaise Zabini jumped up and wrapped his arm around her waist.
Harry clunched his fists. But even from a distance, he could see Kittie slowly counting to three. As she reached it, the heel of her foot slammed into Blaise's foot. She walked away as though nothing had happened leaving him cursing and hopping on one foot behind her.
As Harry left the library, he heard two girls' vioces behind a row of book shelves.
"So when is it?"
"This Saturday. You coming?"
"Of course! I wouldn't miss it. Slytherin and Griffindor? This will be good for a laugh."
"Meet Kittie at the statue of Helga Hufflepuff at 8 on Saturday."
Harry grinned and proceeded to leave the library. He discovered that he was walking toward the court yard. As he reached the arched doorway, he saw Kittie talking to a very short 3rd year Hufflepuff boy. He slid into the shadows.
The little boy was clutching a pair of light pink panties to his chest as though it were a shrine. Kittie shook her head.
"I'm a victim of a panty raid...." she mumbled into her hand. Sighing she pointed her wand at the panties and it shot out of the poor boys hands. She caught them and looked at them in disgust.
Harry snorted. He just couldn't picture Kittie wearing anything *pink*.
She sighed again and looked at the boy who had started to cry. "Tell you what, you tell me how you got the password to Griffindor Tower and I'll let you keep these." She dangled the panties in front of the boy who eagerly grabbed them.
"Some Slytherin!" he said rubbing the panties to his cheek. "Some Slytherin?" Kittie asked confused. "Yeah! Some blonde Slytherin boy!"
Kittie's face cleared. She thanked the boy, who scampered away. She turned angrily to the other end of the court yard where Draco was cracking up.
"This is war, Draco!" She called.
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A/N: There ya go. The next chappie will be the sleepover. Need ideas and quick! Review!