(A/N) Merry Chirstmas! I'm going to get the Christmas chappie over with.
ENJOY!!!
Disclaimers: It's almost Christmas so I'll give everyone a break.
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Harry licked his lips.
"Harry....."
"Mmmmmmmmm...."
"Harry!"
"No it's not too revealing..."
"HARRY!!!"
He woke up with a yell. "What the-?" Ron was laying on the floor clutching his stomach with bellowing laughs.
"What happened?"
"Who were you dreaming about?" Ron gasped, pulling himself up and wiping tears from his cheeks.
"Er....no one."
"Colin told me you had a girl in here that day you found Kitty. Was it her?"
"No! I-I mean, no it was a one-time thing."
Ron sniffed and threw a parcel at Harry. "Right. But she was obviously worth a good night's sleep, huh?"
Harry grumbled and pulled out a green Weasley sweater. He pulled it on over his pajamas and reached for another.
"Where is Kitty anyways?"
Harry jumped. "How should I know where Kittie is? In her room?"
Ron snorted. "The cat, Harry. The three tailed cat you found yesterday."
"Oh, she ran away."
He unwrapped a gaint silver quill from Ginny. He also got a book for flying from Hermione, a heavy "hoodie" with CC across the chest from Ron, a bag of Weasley Wheezes from the twins, a bow from Hagrid, and a piece of notebook paper from the Dursley's.
He was just unwrapping Sirius' present when Ron thumbed distastfully through a book from Hermione when a orange peice of paper fell out. He looked at it, and ran out of the room with a yell. Harry grabbed his book and found a ticket to the Chudley Cannons game the next summer. He ran out after Ron to see him throw open the fifth years' girls door.
Parvati screamed and dived under the covers, Lavender snorted, still asleep, Hermione jumped behind her bed and Kittie's hand reached for her knives. She dropped her hand as Ron swept Hermione up in a hug. Harry laughed and leaned on the door frame. His eyes fell on Kittie and he bit his lip.
She was wearing shorts again.
She saw where his eyes were and smirked. Harry adverted his eyes to where Ron was showering Hermione's red face with kisses.
He turned and left, thinking that he didn't want to make the situation worse. As he finished opening Sirius' present, which was another golden-hilted knife, Kittie walked in and sat on the foot of his bed.
"Don't you knock?"
"You didn't."
"Ron didn't."
She sighed and pulled a small, thin box wrapped in green paper out from behind her. "I was just coming to give you your present, but if you'd rather be alone...." She stood but Harry grabbed her waist and pulled her back down.
She handed him his present and he tore the wrapping off. It was a long, slick black box and he cocked his eye brows at her. She urged him to open it.
Inside was a watch with a green quiddich field as the face and it had a long broom for the minutes and a shorter one for the hours. A small golden snitch danced on every notch for the seconds.
He wrapped the brown, leather band around his wrist. Kittie reached over and helped him as he fought with the buckle.
She smiled and turned for the door.
"Wait. I gotta present for you too."
He opened the drawer as Kittie sat back down on the bed. She slowly tore off the paper and opened the box. Her jaw fell.
"Wow, Potter. What is it?"
"It's a meteor ring." He told her everything the owner had told him. He was just about to tell her that the owner wasn't happy because girls hate it, when Kittie whispered, "I *love* it!"
Harry felt his face heat up as Kittie's arms wrapped around his neck. He swallowed and breathed in the familiar scent of spearment in. Her body suddenly stiffened and she sat back. She slid the ring on.
The purple-ish depths glowed slightly, then vanished. Harry blinked as the cat arched it's back and purred. Kittie laughed slightly.
"Figures you'd get me a cat."
She grinned at him and he felt his face drawing to hers like a magnet.
Ron burst into the room and Kittie stood up quickly, knocking Harry's glasses ascrew. She gave Ron a small smile he didn't see, because he was already in the bathroom, putting on a cold shower.
"Merry Chistmas, Potter." She mumbled uncomfortably and she ran out, leaving Harry gaping after her.
"What just happened?" He said to the air. His reflection laughed.
"You just proved me right."
"Did not."
"Tell me you weren't going to kiss her."
"I wasn't going to kiss her."
His reflection snorted.
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At the feast, he kept shooting looks out of the corner of his eyes at Kittie. Ginny finally took Kittie's hand and pulled her out into the corridor outside the Great Hall.
When they returned, Kittie's face was slighty pink, and Ginny looked truimphant.
Through out the rest of the feast Kittie talked to the twins about their pranks. The three laughed and Kittie pulled out a canary cream and handed it to Hermione.
Hermione studied it before biting into it. With a squack, she turned into a giant canary and began pecking Kittie. She laughed as Hermione molted and was slamming her forehead against her arm.
At the end of the feast, everyone made their way to their rooms, yawning.
Kittie pulled Hermione and Ginny aside and whispered something.
Hermione's jaw dropped and Ginny squealed. "Is Parkinson even here?" Hermione asked unsure.
"Yes, and she's meeting Zabini at the pitch tomarrow. Are you two helping me?"
Ginny nodded eagerly and Hermione sighed. "Of course I'll help you, but try not to get us in trouble."
The girls walked past Harry and he reached out and took Kittie's arm. She turned slightly pink.
"What are you going to do to poor Parkinson?"
Kittie's face broke into a grin. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Go to the pitch at noon tomarrow and find out."
She pulled away and slightly jogged up the stairs. "Kittie, wait."
She turned around at her door and Harry froze. What exactly was he planning to say to her?
"Erm, good night."
She nodded and opened the door. "Good night, Harry". The door shut with a snap.
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MWAHAHAHAHA, ok. Hope you guys enjoy this. Now, please don't forget to review!
Disclaimers: It's almost Christmas so I'll give everyone a break.
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Harry licked his lips.
"Harry....."
"Mmmmmmmmm...."
"Harry!"
"No it's not too revealing..."
"HARRY!!!"
He woke up with a yell. "What the-?" Ron was laying on the floor clutching his stomach with bellowing laughs.
"What happened?"
"Who were you dreaming about?" Ron gasped, pulling himself up and wiping tears from his cheeks.
"Er....no one."
"Colin told me you had a girl in here that day you found Kitty. Was it her?"
"No! I-I mean, no it was a one-time thing."
Ron sniffed and threw a parcel at Harry. "Right. But she was obviously worth a good night's sleep, huh?"
Harry grumbled and pulled out a green Weasley sweater. He pulled it on over his pajamas and reached for another.
"Where is Kitty anyways?"
Harry jumped. "How should I know where Kittie is? In her room?"
Ron snorted. "The cat, Harry. The three tailed cat you found yesterday."
"Oh, she ran away."
He unwrapped a gaint silver quill from Ginny. He also got a book for flying from Hermione, a heavy "hoodie" with CC across the chest from Ron, a bag of Weasley Wheezes from the twins, a bow from Hagrid, and a piece of notebook paper from the Dursley's.
He was just unwrapping Sirius' present when Ron thumbed distastfully through a book from Hermione when a orange peice of paper fell out. He looked at it, and ran out of the room with a yell. Harry grabbed his book and found a ticket to the Chudley Cannons game the next summer. He ran out after Ron to see him throw open the fifth years' girls door.
Parvati screamed and dived under the covers, Lavender snorted, still asleep, Hermione jumped behind her bed and Kittie's hand reached for her knives. She dropped her hand as Ron swept Hermione up in a hug. Harry laughed and leaned on the door frame. His eyes fell on Kittie and he bit his lip.
She was wearing shorts again.
She saw where his eyes were and smirked. Harry adverted his eyes to where Ron was showering Hermione's red face with kisses.
He turned and left, thinking that he didn't want to make the situation worse. As he finished opening Sirius' present, which was another golden-hilted knife, Kittie walked in and sat on the foot of his bed.
"Don't you knock?"
"You didn't."
"Ron didn't."
She sighed and pulled a small, thin box wrapped in green paper out from behind her. "I was just coming to give you your present, but if you'd rather be alone...." She stood but Harry grabbed her waist and pulled her back down.
She handed him his present and he tore the wrapping off. It was a long, slick black box and he cocked his eye brows at her. She urged him to open it.
Inside was a watch with a green quiddich field as the face and it had a long broom for the minutes and a shorter one for the hours. A small golden snitch danced on every notch for the seconds.
He wrapped the brown, leather band around his wrist. Kittie reached over and helped him as he fought with the buckle.
She smiled and turned for the door.
"Wait. I gotta present for you too."
He opened the drawer as Kittie sat back down on the bed. She slowly tore off the paper and opened the box. Her jaw fell.
"Wow, Potter. What is it?"
"It's a meteor ring." He told her everything the owner had told him. He was just about to tell her that the owner wasn't happy because girls hate it, when Kittie whispered, "I *love* it!"
Harry felt his face heat up as Kittie's arms wrapped around his neck. He swallowed and breathed in the familiar scent of spearment in. Her body suddenly stiffened and she sat back. She slid the ring on.
The purple-ish depths glowed slightly, then vanished. Harry blinked as the cat arched it's back and purred. Kittie laughed slightly.
"Figures you'd get me a cat."
She grinned at him and he felt his face drawing to hers like a magnet.
Ron burst into the room and Kittie stood up quickly, knocking Harry's glasses ascrew. She gave Ron a small smile he didn't see, because he was already in the bathroom, putting on a cold shower.
"Merry Chistmas, Potter." She mumbled uncomfortably and she ran out, leaving Harry gaping after her.
"What just happened?" He said to the air. His reflection laughed.
"You just proved me right."
"Did not."
"Tell me you weren't going to kiss her."
"I wasn't going to kiss her."
His reflection snorted.
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At the feast, he kept shooting looks out of the corner of his eyes at Kittie. Ginny finally took Kittie's hand and pulled her out into the corridor outside the Great Hall.
When they returned, Kittie's face was slighty pink, and Ginny looked truimphant.
Through out the rest of the feast Kittie talked to the twins about their pranks. The three laughed and Kittie pulled out a canary cream and handed it to Hermione.
Hermione studied it before biting into it. With a squack, she turned into a giant canary and began pecking Kittie. She laughed as Hermione molted and was slamming her forehead against her arm.
At the end of the feast, everyone made their way to their rooms, yawning.
Kittie pulled Hermione and Ginny aside and whispered something.
Hermione's jaw dropped and Ginny squealed. "Is Parkinson even here?" Hermione asked unsure.
"Yes, and she's meeting Zabini at the pitch tomarrow. Are you two helping me?"
Ginny nodded eagerly and Hermione sighed. "Of course I'll help you, but try not to get us in trouble."
The girls walked past Harry and he reached out and took Kittie's arm. She turned slightly pink.
"What are you going to do to poor Parkinson?"
Kittie's face broke into a grin. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Go to the pitch at noon tomarrow and find out."
She pulled away and slightly jogged up the stairs. "Kittie, wait."
She turned around at her door and Harry froze. What exactly was he planning to say to her?
"Erm, good night."
She nodded and opened the door. "Good night, Harry". The door shut with a snap.
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MWAHAHAHAHA, ok. Hope you guys enjoy this. Now, please don't forget to review!