(A/N) MWAHAHAHAHA! I really like doing that. anywayz, here's the sleepover
and hope ya love it!
Disclaimer: If you don't know it by now, read the first chapters over again.
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"Harry! Wake up! It's 7:30!" Ron shook Harry awake. Harry snorted and mumbled, "Merry Christmas, Ron."
Ron hit him. Harry's eyes snapped open. After a few seconds, Harry flung his legs over the side of the bed and shook his head.
Through the entire week, Harry had tried to keep the fact that he knew about the party from Kittie. The outcome was he hardly said anything. Kittie had asked him more than once if he needed Madame Pomphery.
Harry quickly got dressed and threw the cloak over them. No boys even knew about what was happening tonight, but they were forced to retreat to their dorms at six.
Harry and Ron tiptoed down the stairs in time to see Kittie plummet Ginny with a large scarlet pillow. She ducked as Ginny threw an even bigger blue one at her. Hermione walked in through the portrait, just as a small green one bounced off Ginny's forehead. She ran between them.
"Kittie! Ginny! Stop!" She sighed and shook her head as Kittie and Ginny dropped the pillows they were holding. "What am I going to do with you tonight?"
"You're going to have to hold Kittie back during a pillow fight." Ginny panted. "I think she'll try to smother Parkinson."
Kittie scowled.
"Anyways." Hermione snatched a pillow Kittie had just picked up to throw at Ginny. "Kittie? Do you even know where the statue is?" Kittie shook her head. Hermione sighed again. "Come with me, then."
Kittie grabbed a bathrobe and slipped it over her PJs. Ginny started to rearrange cushions and pillows on the scarlet rug. As Kittie and Hermione reached the door, it opened under their hands. McGonagall sailed in. Harry fought back a groan.
She walked straight to a window seat, sat down and pulled out a stitch work. Ginny pulled Kittie and Hermione aside. "What's she doing here?"
"Um..." Hermione looked uncomfortable. Kittie and Ginny both stared at her. "I forgot to mention that she'll be watching us?"
Kittie and Ginny both tackled her. McGonagall stood up and shouted "Girls! There will be no rough-housing here! It's not too late to stop this party, you know!"
The three girls stood up and brushed themselves off. "And Ms. Weasley! What are you wearing?" Ginny looked down. She was wearing the same oversized scarlet shirt she wore the morning they left for the train. "Get some shorts on. Now!"
Ginny stomped up the stairs and Hermione dragged Kittie out of the portrait hole. Harry and Ron exchanged glances. Just then however, and crowd of excited Griffindors ran down the stairs. Katie jumped on a large cushion and opened her mouth to yell something but stopped when McGonagall stood up. "Girls! Quiet or the boys will hear you! We are going to have fun tonight but we are going to do it quietly! Now please sit and wait patiently for the Slytherin girls!"
The girls grumbled and sat quietly. Ginny ran down the stairs wearing red pajama pants. "Bathroom break, now!"
McGonagall opened her mouth to protest, but the girls were already out the portrait hole. Harry and Ron followed quietly behind.
Out in the corridor, everyone immediatly burst into compliants. Kittie ran up to Ginny. Behind her was a large group of Slytherins complaining just as loud. Kittie called for quiet.
"Look. We can't have any fun while McGonagall is still here. If we make this party as boring as possible she'll conk out and leave before ten!"
Everyone exchanged glances. Milicent Bulstrode spoke up. "What if she just falls asleep?"
Hermione stepped up. "I'll catch her before she does and act worried and tell her I'll watch you so she can go to bed." Kittie grinned. "You've been around us too long, Hermione."
Hermione smiled toothly at the compliment.
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Sure enough, around ten o' clock, McGonagall began to nod off. Kittie tapped Hermione and jerked her head at her. Hermione nodded.
Hermione walked slowly over to her whispered something and McGonagall jerked awake. She studied Hermione, who had the best poker face Harry had ever seen on. She then nodded, took her bags, and just before she left, she turned around to make sure no one was acting out of place. Satisfied, she closed the portrait behind her.
Kittie jumped up and ran to the portrait. Everyone held their breathe until she came back, grinning.
"Let's get this party started, ladies!"
Everyone cheered and flopped on the cushions in the center of the room. Harry nudged Ron awake. They both got comfortable on the window seat McGonagall was sitting on.
Pansy stood up and called for everyone's attention. "Well." she started glaring at Kittie at the corner of her eyes. "We might as well start this thing right. Boys!"
Everyone but Kittie cheered again, whom rolled her eyes.
"Fine." Kittie grinned evilly. "Every Slytherin tells us the hottest Griffindor. And vise versa."
Pansy narrowed her eyes and Kittie glared back. "Starting with you, Parkinson."
Pansy sneered. "One day that pride of yours is going to get you killed, Silcia."
"Pride is all I have. I'd consider it a honor to die for it."
"You just might."
"Stop doodling and tells us which Griff you like."
Pansy blinked in suprise. She mumbled something.
"Sorry?" The girls choursed. But Kittie cocked her eyebrows.
"Ron Weasley."
Ron gagged but no one heard because every Slytherin was cheering and Griffindors laughing hystericly. Ginny put her hands over her ears and groaned.
Kittie grinned. "Why?"
Pansy shrugged and flopped down again on a pink cushion. "I just have a thing for red heads, ok?"
Kittie laughed along with everyone else. Pansy glared. "Wait. What about you?"
Kittie stopped laughing. She thought about it. "Grant Torvald."
The Slytherins cheered but Ginny blanched. "Torvald? But he's the slimieist git alive!"
Kittie shrugged. "I didn't say anything about his personality."
And the game progressed on. Harry was shocked when his own name popped up few times. He was even more suprised when Ginny said "Draco Malfoy."
Ron gagged again. Kittie snorted and stared at Ginny in shock. Pansy stood. Ginny shrugged. "You guys asked."
"Why? Why my Draco?" Pansy was nearly shrieking. Kittie burst out laughing and everyone stared at her, questioning her sanity. She snorted and told everyone to "please continue with this retarded conversation."
Everyone glanced at each other before Angelina requested a game of Truth or Dare. Ginny sighed in relief. She shot a grateful glance at Kittie who grinned.
The game went as smoothly as the last one. Parvati was dared to kiss Lavender. Milicent was dared to dye her hair blue until Monday. Ginny was badgered into admitting she no longer had a crush on Harry. Kittie was dared to sing. Harry was suprised at the dare until he heard her vioce.
He had heard her sing with music but when it was just her vioce, it was a completly different story. She sang "O Holy Night" because she didn't know any other songs that really twisted her vioce.
When she finished, the common room burst into wolf whistles and cheers.
She dared Pansy to sneak up into one of the boy's dorm and steal a "trophy". She returned a few seconds holding a pair of scarlet,silk boxers. Harry leaned to Ron.
"Who's are those?"
Ron was cracking up with the rest of the room. "George's!" He gasped.
And so the night went on. Around four, all of the girls had passed out where they lay. Pansy was curled up on her pink cushion, drooling like a faucet. Ginny was snoring softly, her head resting on Hermione's back. Kittie was in a ball at Harry's feet.
Harry glanced down at her and was suprised at what the moonlight did for her. Her pale skin glowed, while her hair turned blood red and spilled over her face. A muscle near her eyes twitched.
"No." she mumbled in her sleep. "Someone.....anyone.....help me."
Harry slid out of the cloak and kneeled next to Kittie. "I swear.....didn't do any....stop.....hurts......fire.."
He brushed her hair out of her face and whispered,"Shhh....".
She groaned and dug her face deeper into her pillow. Harry ran the back of his hand down the side of her face. Her eyes opened a crack. Harry stood quickly.
"Potter?"
Harry swallowed and nodded.
"Am I still dreaming?"
He breathed a sigh. "Yes."
He turned to the dormitories. "Wait." she mumbled.
"Hmm?"
"Don't be the boy who leaves with the sun."
"What?"
But she was asleep again. Harry sighed again, pulled her blankets up to her chin, and slid under the cloak again.
He pressed his forehead against the cool glass of the window and waited for the sun.
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I know, I know. I think it's starting to get a little sappy. I'll try to change that as soon as possible. ~review!~
Disclaimer: If you don't know it by now, read the first chapters over again.
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"Harry! Wake up! It's 7:30!" Ron shook Harry awake. Harry snorted and mumbled, "Merry Christmas, Ron."
Ron hit him. Harry's eyes snapped open. After a few seconds, Harry flung his legs over the side of the bed and shook his head.
Through the entire week, Harry had tried to keep the fact that he knew about the party from Kittie. The outcome was he hardly said anything. Kittie had asked him more than once if he needed Madame Pomphery.
Harry quickly got dressed and threw the cloak over them. No boys even knew about what was happening tonight, but they were forced to retreat to their dorms at six.
Harry and Ron tiptoed down the stairs in time to see Kittie plummet Ginny with a large scarlet pillow. She ducked as Ginny threw an even bigger blue one at her. Hermione walked in through the portrait, just as a small green one bounced off Ginny's forehead. She ran between them.
"Kittie! Ginny! Stop!" She sighed and shook her head as Kittie and Ginny dropped the pillows they were holding. "What am I going to do with you tonight?"
"You're going to have to hold Kittie back during a pillow fight." Ginny panted. "I think she'll try to smother Parkinson."
Kittie scowled.
"Anyways." Hermione snatched a pillow Kittie had just picked up to throw at Ginny. "Kittie? Do you even know where the statue is?" Kittie shook her head. Hermione sighed again. "Come with me, then."
Kittie grabbed a bathrobe and slipped it over her PJs. Ginny started to rearrange cushions and pillows on the scarlet rug. As Kittie and Hermione reached the door, it opened under their hands. McGonagall sailed in. Harry fought back a groan.
She walked straight to a window seat, sat down and pulled out a stitch work. Ginny pulled Kittie and Hermione aside. "What's she doing here?"
"Um..." Hermione looked uncomfortable. Kittie and Ginny both stared at her. "I forgot to mention that she'll be watching us?"
Kittie and Ginny both tackled her. McGonagall stood up and shouted "Girls! There will be no rough-housing here! It's not too late to stop this party, you know!"
The three girls stood up and brushed themselves off. "And Ms. Weasley! What are you wearing?" Ginny looked down. She was wearing the same oversized scarlet shirt she wore the morning they left for the train. "Get some shorts on. Now!"
Ginny stomped up the stairs and Hermione dragged Kittie out of the portrait hole. Harry and Ron exchanged glances. Just then however, and crowd of excited Griffindors ran down the stairs. Katie jumped on a large cushion and opened her mouth to yell something but stopped when McGonagall stood up. "Girls! Quiet or the boys will hear you! We are going to have fun tonight but we are going to do it quietly! Now please sit and wait patiently for the Slytherin girls!"
The girls grumbled and sat quietly. Ginny ran down the stairs wearing red pajama pants. "Bathroom break, now!"
McGonagall opened her mouth to protest, but the girls were already out the portrait hole. Harry and Ron followed quietly behind.
Out in the corridor, everyone immediatly burst into compliants. Kittie ran up to Ginny. Behind her was a large group of Slytherins complaining just as loud. Kittie called for quiet.
"Look. We can't have any fun while McGonagall is still here. If we make this party as boring as possible she'll conk out and leave before ten!"
Everyone exchanged glances. Milicent Bulstrode spoke up. "What if she just falls asleep?"
Hermione stepped up. "I'll catch her before she does and act worried and tell her I'll watch you so she can go to bed." Kittie grinned. "You've been around us too long, Hermione."
Hermione smiled toothly at the compliment.
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Sure enough, around ten o' clock, McGonagall began to nod off. Kittie tapped Hermione and jerked her head at her. Hermione nodded.
Hermione walked slowly over to her whispered something and McGonagall jerked awake. She studied Hermione, who had the best poker face Harry had ever seen on. She then nodded, took her bags, and just before she left, she turned around to make sure no one was acting out of place. Satisfied, she closed the portrait behind her.
Kittie jumped up and ran to the portrait. Everyone held their breathe until she came back, grinning.
"Let's get this party started, ladies!"
Everyone cheered and flopped on the cushions in the center of the room. Harry nudged Ron awake. They both got comfortable on the window seat McGonagall was sitting on.
Pansy stood up and called for everyone's attention. "Well." she started glaring at Kittie at the corner of her eyes. "We might as well start this thing right. Boys!"
Everyone but Kittie cheered again, whom rolled her eyes.
"Fine." Kittie grinned evilly. "Every Slytherin tells us the hottest Griffindor. And vise versa."
Pansy narrowed her eyes and Kittie glared back. "Starting with you, Parkinson."
Pansy sneered. "One day that pride of yours is going to get you killed, Silcia."
"Pride is all I have. I'd consider it a honor to die for it."
"You just might."
"Stop doodling and tells us which Griff you like."
Pansy blinked in suprise. She mumbled something.
"Sorry?" The girls choursed. But Kittie cocked her eyebrows.
"Ron Weasley."
Ron gagged but no one heard because every Slytherin was cheering and Griffindors laughing hystericly. Ginny put her hands over her ears and groaned.
Kittie grinned. "Why?"
Pansy shrugged and flopped down again on a pink cushion. "I just have a thing for red heads, ok?"
Kittie laughed along with everyone else. Pansy glared. "Wait. What about you?"
Kittie stopped laughing. She thought about it. "Grant Torvald."
The Slytherins cheered but Ginny blanched. "Torvald? But he's the slimieist git alive!"
Kittie shrugged. "I didn't say anything about his personality."
And the game progressed on. Harry was shocked when his own name popped up few times. He was even more suprised when Ginny said "Draco Malfoy."
Ron gagged again. Kittie snorted and stared at Ginny in shock. Pansy stood. Ginny shrugged. "You guys asked."
"Why? Why my Draco?" Pansy was nearly shrieking. Kittie burst out laughing and everyone stared at her, questioning her sanity. She snorted and told everyone to "please continue with this retarded conversation."
Everyone glanced at each other before Angelina requested a game of Truth or Dare. Ginny sighed in relief. She shot a grateful glance at Kittie who grinned.
The game went as smoothly as the last one. Parvati was dared to kiss Lavender. Milicent was dared to dye her hair blue until Monday. Ginny was badgered into admitting she no longer had a crush on Harry. Kittie was dared to sing. Harry was suprised at the dare until he heard her vioce.
He had heard her sing with music but when it was just her vioce, it was a completly different story. She sang "O Holy Night" because she didn't know any other songs that really twisted her vioce.
When she finished, the common room burst into wolf whistles and cheers.
She dared Pansy to sneak up into one of the boy's dorm and steal a "trophy". She returned a few seconds holding a pair of scarlet,silk boxers. Harry leaned to Ron.
"Who's are those?"
Ron was cracking up with the rest of the room. "George's!" He gasped.
And so the night went on. Around four, all of the girls had passed out where they lay. Pansy was curled up on her pink cushion, drooling like a faucet. Ginny was snoring softly, her head resting on Hermione's back. Kittie was in a ball at Harry's feet.
Harry glanced down at her and was suprised at what the moonlight did for her. Her pale skin glowed, while her hair turned blood red and spilled over her face. A muscle near her eyes twitched.
"No." she mumbled in her sleep. "Someone.....anyone.....help me."
Harry slid out of the cloak and kneeled next to Kittie. "I swear.....didn't do any....stop.....hurts......fire.."
He brushed her hair out of her face and whispered,"Shhh....".
She groaned and dug her face deeper into her pillow. Harry ran the back of his hand down the side of her face. Her eyes opened a crack. Harry stood quickly.
"Potter?"
Harry swallowed and nodded.
"Am I still dreaming?"
He breathed a sigh. "Yes."
He turned to the dormitories. "Wait." she mumbled.
"Hmm?"
"Don't be the boy who leaves with the sun."
"What?"
But she was asleep again. Harry sighed again, pulled her blankets up to her chin, and slid under the cloak again.
He pressed his forehead against the cool glass of the window and waited for the sun.
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I know, I know. I think it's starting to get a little sappy. I'll try to change that as soon as possible. ~review!~