(A/N) This is a test. I'm writing this in Times New Roman to see if it will let me italize. You know a test. Sorry if im confusing. Anyways, back to regular mode! Well, as regular as possible.

Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter...ya da ya da

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Harry walked queitly over the hill over-looking Hagrid's hut. Their next detention was with him and Harry wasn't too happy. Last time he had detention with Hagrid, he had to go into the forest.

Suddenly someone leapt up and wrapped their arms around Harry's neck. He managed an "ack!" before he fell on top of his attacker. Who ever it was had a strong head lock and their hand was over his mouth. He felt their breath tickle his ear.

"Ok Potter." whispered a familiar vioce in his ear. "If I agree to this truce, we have to set some rules. If this happens, I still get to call you by your last name. I won't pick fights with you or anyone you call friend. I'll even be a little civilized with Chang."

She let her hand drop from his face and Harry said angrily,"Did you have to *tackle* me?!"

"Of course."

Harry struggled but Kittie had an unbreakable headlock. "And, you have to act civilized towards Draco. Just get this straight. My new found respect and trust for you did not change the fact whether or not I can tolerate you. Do we have a deal?"

"Deal." He choked out and Kittie released him. He looked down at her and gasped,"Where do you learn that stuff?"

"What stuff?"

"Your right hook! Your headlock! Who teaches you that?"

Kittie looked up at him from the ground. "I taught myself to fight long ago."

Harry held out his hand. She took it and pulled herself up.

"What can I call you?" Harry rubbed the back of his neck as Kittie brushed herself off.

"Whatever you want."

"You don't care what people will say if I start calling you by your first name?"

"I don't care what people say, period." She checked her watch. "We're an hour early. Tell Hagrid that I'm going to go visit the hippogriffs."

Kittie turned and walked purposely towards the pen. Harry shook his head in disbelief before walking to Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid happily poured out tea and looked proud when Harry told him where Kittie went.

"Gurl a'ter my own heart. She's got a nose fer anermals like I ne'er seen."

Harry walked to the window and watched Kittie bow to three of them at once. Her hair glowed blood red again in the setting sun, and spilled over her face as she bent low to them. After they bowed back she began *playing* with them. Her hair flew behind her, as the chesnut one nipped at it. She giggled and spun her hair out of it's reach.

Hagrid followed Harry's eyes and grunted. "Wild one, she is. Not tryin' to tame 'er, are ya 'arry?" He snapped his fingers in front of Harry's face. He blinked and looked up at Hagrid.

"Huh?"

"Ne'er mind." Hagrid chuckled and watched as Kittie jumped on the pen's gate and sat on the logs. The hippogriffs sat at her feet.

"Better get started early, 'arry. Go on out ter and fetch Kittie."

Harry nodded and left his untouched tea.

As he reached the pen he reached up and tapped Kittie's shoulder.

She fell back on him and they both tumbled on the ground outside the pen with a yell.

"Personally, Kittie." Harry said as she pushed her upper body up far enough to glare at him. "I prefer to be on top, but this works,too."

"Potter!"

"Just joking. Gerroff!"

Kittie stood up and offered her hand. Harry took it and instead of pulling himself up, managed to pull her back down. She rolled on her back next to him, her body shaking with laughs she was trying to control. "You're learning quick."

Harry rolled on his side. "Was that a compliment?"

"Sure. Why not?"

He laughed, but just then, Hagrid's vioce boomed from the hut. "'arry! Kittie! Come on!"

Harry and Kittie pushed themselves up and walked, shoving each other on the way there, to the hut.

Hagrid looked down at them and said, "I was lookin' fer a plant fer Snape earlier an' I lef' my bow on the trail. Yer job is ter fetch it. I gotta 'nother job to do. If you run into any trouble, shoot up red sparks. If yer lost,shoot up green 'uns."

He turned to Kittie. "Lupin's done told me about you. Do ya think yer going ter need anything?"

Kittie thought for a second. "Knives. Two. Just to be safe."

Hagrid disappeared into the hut and Harry turned to Kittie. "What was that about?"

Kittie cocked her eyebrows and laughed. "Curious, are we? Well, you'll just have to watch and find out."

Harry was ready with a comeback but Hagrid returned and handed her two silver-hilted knives.

Kittie inspected them and ran her finger down the blade of one. A drop of blood rolled down it and she grinned. "Perfect. Let's hope I won't have to use them."

Hagrid nodded. Kittie turned to Harry and shoved him towards the wood. She put both knives in her thick,black leather belt. Harry waved to Hagrid, swallowed thickly and walked shakily towards the tree.

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"Let me have the knives."

Kittie groaned for the third time that evening. Harry saw her shake her head in the wand light. "No, Potter. Why do you want them so bad anyways?"

"I just don't trust you with knives in the dark."

"I'm not going to gut you alive you know."

"I know."

"I'd kill you first."

"Kittie!"

About an hour later, they were still argueing when Harry was suddenly thankful that it was Kittie who held them.

She suddenly stopped and put out a hand. Harry looked down at her. Her right hand was twitching next to the knives and her face was blank.

"Kittie?"

"Shh. Don't move, Potter."

Harry froze and followed her eyes. Nothing was in front of them. But behind them....

Kittie suddenly spun around and something whistled through the air. Harry spun around too and gasped.

A large lizard had it's upper-snout pinned to a tree with the silver hilt barely sticking out. It's lower jaw flapped painfully, roaring. It looked like a giant alligator on it's hind legs.

"Damn." Kittie groaned. "I'm losing my touch after three years."

Harry gaped at her. *Losing her touch?!*

Kittie threw the other knife and this time it flew in it's mouth and lodged itself through the top. The lizard stopped thrashing.

She walked over to it and kicked it. It didn't move. She reached in it's mouth and yanked the knives out. "Get off my knives." She hissed at it, as it crumbled at her feet.

She returned to Harry and extended her arms, covered in black blood. "Do you mind?" Kittie asked.

Harry swallowed and preformed a cleaning spell.

Kittie put the now cleaned knives back in her belt. "Shall we?" she calmly continued walking leaving Harry still stupidly gaping at her.

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They found the bow half and hour later. As they turned around, Harry said, "Give me your hand."

"Now, now, Potter. A truce only goes so far."

Harry scowled. "I can barely see you. Hagrid will kill me if I lose you on the way back. Besides you have the knives."

Kittie sighed and slipped her small, but powerful hand into his.

Ignoring the shivers shooting up his arm, Harry continued to walk down the path. As the reached a clearing, he let her hand go. He turned to say something to her when something huge crashed above him. He looked up, but Kittie pinned him to a tree pressing her own body tightly against his.

The something fell behind her, scraping her back. Kittie cried out and clentched her teeth. Harry took a few deep breaths and moved around the large log that had nearly killed them, pulling a cursing Kittie with him.

Walking slowly, he led her to the Hospital Wing, still holding the bow in his hand. The nurse closed the curtains around them, leaving Harry sitting by the door. He listened into their conversation.

"Bloody tre-. What are those?" Madame Pomfrey's suprised vioce jolted Harry back.

"Nothing!" Kittie quickly said.

"Burns. And these?"

"I..er...fell out of a tree this summer."

"These look like whip lashes to me. You know, I have a potion to make these disappear. Wait a second."

She hurried out, closing the curtains shut tightly behind her. She dug around in her cupboards for a second and hurried back in.

He heard Kittie hiss in pain, seconds later. "There now. Now you can wear a pretty dress for the Christmas Ball!"

Kittie took a few deep breaths and asked, confused, "Christmas Ball?"

"Masque. Any who! Stay away from those trees dear."

Kittie walked out of the curtains and stopped when she saw Harry. She grabbed the bow and walked towards Hagrid's hut.

Harry ran up to her. "What did they do to you?"

Kittie shook her head and continued her stride. Harry blocked her. "Kittie, tell me!"

She sighed. "Forget it. It's over now. At least until next summer."

Harry took her hand and spun her around. She shook her head again and said, "I'll tell you when I'm ready, ok?"

He nodded and let her go. He watched as she knocked on Hagrid's door and handed him his bow. She offered the knives back, but he told her to keep them as a belated birthday present.

She returned to Harry and led him towards the Towers. They were silent on the way back until Kittie told the Fat Lady the password.

"Good night, Potter."

"Don't forget that Slytherin is playing Ravenclaw tomarro."

"How could I? Draco's been talking about it for weeks."

Harry laughed and saluted her before opening the door to his dorm.

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(A/N) ok they're back to normal. I need some costume ideas! Review!