(A/N) My computer hates me. I'm sure of it. Anywayz, enjoy.
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Kittie threw water on her face and gasped at it's icyness.
She looke at her reflection. It laughed. "Your not a morning person, are you?"
Kittie sneered. "Do you *have* to have my sarcasm?"
Her reflection sneered back. Kittie shook her head. "This is not healthy."
"What?"
"Talking to you!"
She stuck her tounge out at herself. She ran the towel through her hair.
Hermione knocked on the bathroom door. "Kittie? Are you done? I really need to take a shower. I'm meeting Ron in two hours."
Kittie yawned and quickly got dressed. As she opened the door Hermione rushed in and shoved her out.
She began to brush her hair as Parvati and Lavender fought over a pink shirt.
"It's my shirt!"
"You're lying! It's mine!" Lavender pulled hard and the shirt ripped.
"Why are you to dressing up any ways?" Kittie asked them in the mirror.
Parvati threw the ruined shirt down. She angrily ignored Kittie and began to rummage through her closet. Lavendor glared.
"We have a bet on."
"What about?"
"Who can get the password to the prefect's bathroom first."
A small smile played on Kittie's lips. "Which floor?"
"The fourth. Why?"
"Nothing. Good luck."
And she grabbed her broom and cloak and stalked out of the room. "See you tomarrow morning." She muttured.
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Harry sighed as the familiar rush of cool air blew his hair wild. He dived and shot up again.
Someone rushed past him and turned around sharply. Kittie grinned evilly.
Harry cocked his eyebrows and dived with her. She turned sharply in front of him and he jerked off course.
Once he gained control again, he turned to her. "Are you trying to kill me?!"
She sat back on her broom and crossed her arms. "You frustrate me. And I'm letting it out."
"How do I frustrate you?"
"You confuse me."
He didn't get a chance to ask why, because Kittie was diving again and she pulled up so close to the ground, she was standing on her broom, her knees slightly bent. She swayed a little but regained her balance.
She pulled her broom back up to Harry, still standing. He gaped. "What was that?!"
Kittie shrugged.
"We have to talk, Kittie."
"You gotta catch me first."
A she shot towards the lake, still standing. Harry groaned and shot after her.
Harry had to admit she made an excellent Chaser, for how easily she shook him off. He finally stopped and dived, ignoring Kittie completly. Kittie hovered for a second, confused, and dived with him.
The second she was even with him, Harry's arms wrapped around her waist, making them stop. Kittie squealed and laughed. "Let's do that again!"
"First, let's talk."
She sighed and sat back a little. "Fine, talk."
"Why are you so scared of me?"
"Because, I've gone through my life keeping my distance from everyone. You however, discovered a way that I didn't even know about to get under my skin. And it's too much too soon."
Harry laughed. "Bull. Your scared because you try to run and I won't let you get away."
Kittie bit her lip and dived to the ground. Harry dived after her and the second their feet hit the ground, she began walking towards the lake. She spun around.
"Are you coming or not?"
Harry jogged after her and watched as she sat on a small rock that served as a dock over the water. He sat next to her and leaned over the rock to see the water.
Kittie laughed. "You have no idea how tempting it is right now to just shove you in."
Harry sat back quickly. He shifted to lie on his back,looking at the sky. "So why did you kiss me?"
Kittie shrugged. "Maybe it was the cleaning supplies." Harry laughed and laid his head on her lap. She cocked her eyebrows.
"Comfortable?"
"Very."
She sneered and fell on her back, not moving her legs for Harry's sake.
"Damn gravity."
He laughed. Kittie sat on her elbows. "See? I don't want to lose this because of some stupid kisses and unspoken promises."
"You don't have to. Besides, you never do anything normal anyways."
"That's just it. I don't want to be offended by anything you said or say just because I'm seeing you in other light."
"You don't have to!"
Harry sat up and looked at her. "Why don't we do this the old- fashioned way? And have a butter beer with me in Hogsmeade."
She sat up too. "When?"
"Now."
Kittie cocked an eyebrow. "Fine. But I'm buying."
"Deal."
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Harry grunted as a large snow ball hit him on the side on the head. Kittie laughed and ducked as he retailiated.
Soon, the air was full of snow and ice. Harry ducked as a large ball of ice hit the tree behind him.
"Oi! No sleashies!"
Kittie giggled and slipped her wand in her pocket. She squealed and danced as the snowball he threw ran down her shirt.
Harry took the opportunity to tackle her. He forgot that Hogsmeade was down the hill and before it quite registered, both of them were rolling down it.
He landed on Kittie who was pink with laughter. He leaned up to see her face covered in her dark, wet hair and he pulled the frozen strands away from her eyes.
She smiled and Harry's face was slowly tilting to hers when a loud and demanding bark suprised them both.
A large, shaggy dog was sitting in the snow beside them, smuggly wagging it's tail. "Sirius." Kittie whispered. The dog jumped up at it's name.
Kittie sighed and slid out from under Harry. She walked over to the dog and rubbed him behind the ears. She turned to Harry.
"I have to stop at the Honeydukes for a second, anyway." She looked down at the dog, gave him a last pat on the head, and turned to the stores.
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"Who was she, and how did she know who I was?"
Harry had followed the dog to the cave and the second he transformed, he bombarded him with questions.
Harry grinned at Sirius' paranoia. "Lupin's goddaughter, and yes, she knows all about you. Including the fact that you're innocent." He quickly added as Sirius' eyes bulged.
He began to pace. "Of course. Lupin said you were getting a little close with his goddaughter."
Harry felt his face heat up, but he didn't deny anything. "Lupin's not to happy about it, then?"
"Of course he is. He thinks you might just be what Kittie needs to get over her fear of trust."
Harry looked off. "She hides her fear well."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
Sirius cocked his eyebrows and laughed. "He also tells me she's impossible to tie down. Don't tell me you're going to give it a go?"
Harry bit his lip and didn't say anything.
"Lupin also says that if anyone was to get to know Kittie, he was glad it was you."
"Why does Voldemort want Kittie?" Harry blurted.
Sirius stared for a second, then chuckled. "So she *has* begun to trust you, huh?" When Harry didn't answer again, he continued. "Voldemort wants her power. I'm sure by now you've seen Kittie fight in some way. Can you imagine what would happen if she used it for the dark?"
"But Kittie wouldn't join him!"
"Maybe. Maybe he'll find a weakness and use it to his intentions."
"She doesn't have a weakness!"
Sirius cocked his eyebrows at him. "She's developing one."
Harry sat in stunned silence. He suddenly stood. "I have to get back. I'll send some food tomarrow."
Sirius nodded, suprised, as Harry ran out of the cave, head spinning.
He leaned against the gate and panted.
"Done, already? Looks like you could really use that butterbeer now."
Kittie was leaning on the gate only feet away from him. He nodded, wordlessy and walked as normally as he could to her.
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"So what earth-shattering thing did Snuffles say to you?"
Harry jerked out of his thoughts. "What makes you think he said anything to me?"
"Because we've been here for fifteen minutes and you haven't said a word."
Harry shook his head. "I don't wanna tell you."
Kittie cocked her eyebrows but didn't push it. She sank a little in her chair and took another sip of her butterbeer.
"You wanna dance?"
Kittie snorted into her cup. "What?" She asked as she performed a cleaning spell.
"I need to take my mind off things, do you want to dance?"
Kittie looked around. "No one else is dancing."
"And you care?"
She grinned and took his hand.
"It must be something you're thinking of. We've danced to three songs and you haven't even blinked."
Harry nodded, and dropped her hand. "Do you wanna get back?"
"Now is usually the time I get really worried, but sure, if you want to."
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MWAHAHAHAHAHA. Okay, enjoy.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (I'm throwing this into Kitties POV for the time being.)
Kittie threw water on her face and gasped at it's icyness.
She looke at her reflection. It laughed. "Your not a morning person, are you?"
Kittie sneered. "Do you *have* to have my sarcasm?"
Her reflection sneered back. Kittie shook her head. "This is not healthy."
"What?"
"Talking to you!"
She stuck her tounge out at herself. She ran the towel through her hair.
Hermione knocked on the bathroom door. "Kittie? Are you done? I really need to take a shower. I'm meeting Ron in two hours."
Kittie yawned and quickly got dressed. As she opened the door Hermione rushed in and shoved her out.
She began to brush her hair as Parvati and Lavender fought over a pink shirt.
"It's my shirt!"
"You're lying! It's mine!" Lavender pulled hard and the shirt ripped.
"Why are you to dressing up any ways?" Kittie asked them in the mirror.
Parvati threw the ruined shirt down. She angrily ignored Kittie and began to rummage through her closet. Lavendor glared.
"We have a bet on."
"What about?"
"Who can get the password to the prefect's bathroom first."
A small smile played on Kittie's lips. "Which floor?"
"The fourth. Why?"
"Nothing. Good luck."
And she grabbed her broom and cloak and stalked out of the room. "See you tomarrow morning." She muttured.
~~~~~~~~~~ (Back to normal now.)
Harry sighed as the familiar rush of cool air blew his hair wild. He dived and shot up again.
Someone rushed past him and turned around sharply. Kittie grinned evilly.
Harry cocked his eyebrows and dived with her. She turned sharply in front of him and he jerked off course.
Once he gained control again, he turned to her. "Are you trying to kill me?!"
She sat back on her broom and crossed her arms. "You frustrate me. And I'm letting it out."
"How do I frustrate you?"
"You confuse me."
He didn't get a chance to ask why, because Kittie was diving again and she pulled up so close to the ground, she was standing on her broom, her knees slightly bent. She swayed a little but regained her balance.
She pulled her broom back up to Harry, still standing. He gaped. "What was that?!"
Kittie shrugged.
"We have to talk, Kittie."
"You gotta catch me first."
A she shot towards the lake, still standing. Harry groaned and shot after her.
Harry had to admit she made an excellent Chaser, for how easily she shook him off. He finally stopped and dived, ignoring Kittie completly. Kittie hovered for a second, confused, and dived with him.
The second she was even with him, Harry's arms wrapped around her waist, making them stop. Kittie squealed and laughed. "Let's do that again!"
"First, let's talk."
She sighed and sat back a little. "Fine, talk."
"Why are you so scared of me?"
"Because, I've gone through my life keeping my distance from everyone. You however, discovered a way that I didn't even know about to get under my skin. And it's too much too soon."
Harry laughed. "Bull. Your scared because you try to run and I won't let you get away."
Kittie bit her lip and dived to the ground. Harry dived after her and the second their feet hit the ground, she began walking towards the lake. She spun around.
"Are you coming or not?"
Harry jogged after her and watched as she sat on a small rock that served as a dock over the water. He sat next to her and leaned over the rock to see the water.
Kittie laughed. "You have no idea how tempting it is right now to just shove you in."
Harry sat back quickly. He shifted to lie on his back,looking at the sky. "So why did you kiss me?"
Kittie shrugged. "Maybe it was the cleaning supplies." Harry laughed and laid his head on her lap. She cocked her eyebrows.
"Comfortable?"
"Very."
She sneered and fell on her back, not moving her legs for Harry's sake.
"Damn gravity."
He laughed. Kittie sat on her elbows. "See? I don't want to lose this because of some stupid kisses and unspoken promises."
"You don't have to. Besides, you never do anything normal anyways."
"That's just it. I don't want to be offended by anything you said or say just because I'm seeing you in other light."
"You don't have to!"
Harry sat up and looked at her. "Why don't we do this the old- fashioned way? And have a butter beer with me in Hogsmeade."
She sat up too. "When?"
"Now."
Kittie cocked an eyebrow. "Fine. But I'm buying."
"Deal."
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Harry grunted as a large snow ball hit him on the side on the head. Kittie laughed and ducked as he retailiated.
Soon, the air was full of snow and ice. Harry ducked as a large ball of ice hit the tree behind him.
"Oi! No sleashies!"
Kittie giggled and slipped her wand in her pocket. She squealed and danced as the snowball he threw ran down her shirt.
Harry took the opportunity to tackle her. He forgot that Hogsmeade was down the hill and before it quite registered, both of them were rolling down it.
He landed on Kittie who was pink with laughter. He leaned up to see her face covered in her dark, wet hair and he pulled the frozen strands away from her eyes.
She smiled and Harry's face was slowly tilting to hers when a loud and demanding bark suprised them both.
A large, shaggy dog was sitting in the snow beside them, smuggly wagging it's tail. "Sirius." Kittie whispered. The dog jumped up at it's name.
Kittie sighed and slid out from under Harry. She walked over to the dog and rubbed him behind the ears. She turned to Harry.
"I have to stop at the Honeydukes for a second, anyway." She looked down at the dog, gave him a last pat on the head, and turned to the stores.
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"Who was she, and how did she know who I was?"
Harry had followed the dog to the cave and the second he transformed, he bombarded him with questions.
Harry grinned at Sirius' paranoia. "Lupin's goddaughter, and yes, she knows all about you. Including the fact that you're innocent." He quickly added as Sirius' eyes bulged.
He began to pace. "Of course. Lupin said you were getting a little close with his goddaughter."
Harry felt his face heat up, but he didn't deny anything. "Lupin's not to happy about it, then?"
"Of course he is. He thinks you might just be what Kittie needs to get over her fear of trust."
Harry looked off. "She hides her fear well."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
Sirius cocked his eyebrows and laughed. "He also tells me she's impossible to tie down. Don't tell me you're going to give it a go?"
Harry bit his lip and didn't say anything.
"Lupin also says that if anyone was to get to know Kittie, he was glad it was you."
"Why does Voldemort want Kittie?" Harry blurted.
Sirius stared for a second, then chuckled. "So she *has* begun to trust you, huh?" When Harry didn't answer again, he continued. "Voldemort wants her power. I'm sure by now you've seen Kittie fight in some way. Can you imagine what would happen if she used it for the dark?"
"But Kittie wouldn't join him!"
"Maybe. Maybe he'll find a weakness and use it to his intentions."
"She doesn't have a weakness!"
Sirius cocked his eyebrows at him. "She's developing one."
Harry sat in stunned silence. He suddenly stood. "I have to get back. I'll send some food tomarrow."
Sirius nodded, suprised, as Harry ran out of the cave, head spinning.
He leaned against the gate and panted.
"Done, already? Looks like you could really use that butterbeer now."
Kittie was leaning on the gate only feet away from him. He nodded, wordlessy and walked as normally as he could to her.
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"So what earth-shattering thing did Snuffles say to you?"
Harry jerked out of his thoughts. "What makes you think he said anything to me?"
"Because we've been here for fifteen minutes and you haven't said a word."
Harry shook his head. "I don't wanna tell you."
Kittie cocked her eyebrows but didn't push it. She sank a little in her chair and took another sip of her butterbeer.
"You wanna dance?"
Kittie snorted into her cup. "What?" She asked as she performed a cleaning spell.
"I need to take my mind off things, do you want to dance?"
Kittie looked around. "No one else is dancing."
"And you care?"
She grinned and took his hand.
"It must be something you're thinking of. We've danced to three songs and you haven't even blinked."
Harry nodded, and dropped her hand. "Do you wanna get back?"
"Now is usually the time I get really worried, but sure, if you want to."
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MWAHAHAHAHAHA. Okay, enjoy.