14 Years Later
"Kila!"
Kila groaned heavily and rolled over in her bed ignoring the call. She was far to warm and comfortable to consider moving yet. Please just five more minutes, she thought pleadingly
"Kila Thornton get up!"
She groaned again but this time obeyed and reluctantly opened her eyes...closing them again almost instantly. Blinding sunlight was streaming through her window and that was what was making her warm, a little to warm. Almost hot.
She pushed the covers back and crawled out of bed still half asleep, keeping her eyes screwed shut. Outside the annoying sounds of bird singing bugged her and she stumbled over to her window to close it. The singing lessened. There, that was better. Now she could think. Although sometimes she didn't have a mind in the morning.
Kila opened her eyes slowly allowing them to get used to the sunlight. She headed for the wardrobe and pulled on her school clothes, a pair of black trousers, a white blouse and a pair of black-heeled shoes. Well, at least it was the last day of school. That was one blessing to be thankful for.
Running a brush quickly through her hair she skipped into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth and then headed downstairs.
Her mother was sat at the kite table flicking through a magazine a hot cup of coffee placed in front of her. The aroma was gorgeous, even though Kila herself didn't like the taste of coffee. She preferred cool juice and that was what she grabbed out of the fridge before sitting next to her mother.
"Eat something," ordered her mother. Kila rolled her eyes but got up and proceeded to make some toast. She buttered two slices and nibbled it, not feeling at all hungry.
Her mother, Natile Thornton was a strict woman who made sure everything was done properly. Her nails and hair were always perfect, along with her skin, her clothes, her shoes...everything. She was always watching out for Kila and her younger brother Adam. Sometimes Kila thought her mother went a little over the top but she knew she only wanted what was best for her children.
Her younger brother Adam came into the kitchen with a scowl on his thin face. Her brother always scowled but it wasn't because he was angry but because it took a lot for him to smile. He was tall, taller then Kila even though she was a year older and he had short dark brown hair and deep blue eyes much like their mother. Kila didn't look like anyone in the family. Her father was tall and gangly with blond hair and grey eyes. Kila's hair was blond, but more yellow then her fathers and her eyes were bright and sparkled blue. They were a strange mixture of silver and blue at times and looked different shades in different light. People either loved or hated her eyes.
Adam sat down next to Kila with his bowl of cereal that had much more milk then needed. His mother looked at him disapprovingly. He saw the look and they both knew what it meant. He wasn't allowed to waste any of that milk.
"Good morning" Said her father cheerfully as he walked into the kitchen in his suit and tie holding a black leather brief case. He bent down and kissed his wife and Kila heard Adam stifle a laugh. He always laughed when their parents kissed. She kicked him under the table but he snorted with laughter. Their mother glared at him and he tried to give her and innocent look.
Kila didn't understand why he laughed at them. Kila couldn't wait for her real kiss with a boy. She didn't have a boyfriend and hadn't for years finding herself shy and self-conscious around them.
At 8 o clock she and Adam shouted goodbye to their mother and sat off down the street towards the school. Their father had already left for work, taking the car with him.
They walked in silence the sun shinning hotly above them making them sweat and feel more tired then they were. It burned the back of Kila's neck and she wished she had used some lotion.
They turned the corner and crossed the road and came to the park. It wasn't a very big park and hardly anyone used it because a gang of boys from the area had wrecked it. She could see one of the children's swings hanging from one metal chain that attached it to the metal of the swing stand. The older kids sitting on it had broken the seesaw and there was graffiti and rude words sprayed all over the slide. What a shame. Kila mentally shouted at the gang who had done it.
They carried on walked down the street and then Kila noticed a boy walking towards them. He was very thin with knobbly knees and dark hair that was untidy. He wore round glasses that glinted in the sunlight and he wore clothes that were much too big for him. Kila knew this was Harry Potter. All she knew about him was that he lived with his aunt and uncle the Dursleys and his cousin Dudley who was the leader of the gang who had messed up the park. She heard he attended a school for the criminals but to tell the truth she didn't think he looked the type. He looked the quiet brave type.
As he passed them she gave him a small smile but he didn't return it. He just looked at her and Kila could see those piercing green eyes. Eyes like glowing emeralds dancing with fierce green flame. They completely hooked her and she was powerless against them.
When he had walked past she looked behind her and saw him heading towards the park they had just passed. He may not be a criminal, she thought, but there is something weird about him. Something different, a little unusual but whatever it was it didn't bother Kila. In fact she found herself rather intrigued by Harry Potter. He could be interesting.
She and Adam got to school 10 minutes before the bell sounded and they waited around in the schoolyard. All the time she waited she thought of the Potter boy and thought she might want to get to know him a bit better if she saw him around. It wasn't like there was anything better to do that summer. All her friends lived to far and many would be going away for the summer.
The day passed quickly. She hung around with other girls and chatted about the upcoming holidays all the while feeling disappointed. She couldn't believe that her friends were abandoning her. Still, there would be somebody to chill out with until her friends returned.
At 3 o clock the bell signalling the end of term sounded and the screams of children rang n her ears. Everyone was so over excited because it was the summer holidays. It wasn't that big a deal. Anyway this was really her last one. Only one more year at school and she would be free, free to go to college, find a job, to do what she wanted.
She was meant to be walking to with Adam of course but she guessed he would be dawdling with his friends. Instead she put on a spurt of speed and headed home, wanting to avoid the rowdy crowds of young adults and pre adolescence but as she neared the trashed park she noticed something.
There was a small group up ahead. As she neared the scene she saw it was a gang of burly boys who were viciously kicking something on the ground. As she got even closer she saw a lock of dark hair and flash of green eyes. Anger pounded through her like some wild beast making her want to charge and attack the boys...but instead she would herself walking calming towards them knowing exactly what she was going to do.
She knew these boys. The fat one who was kicking the hardest was Dudley Dursley and the other boys were his cronies. They strutted around like they owned the estate and beat up poor kids smaller than them. She had forgotten they would be home for the holidays.
They didn't even look up as she approached but she looked down. Harry. They were kicking Harry like there was no tomorrow and the boy was already bleeding, sporting a rather nasty looking cut on his forehead and a swollen lip.
The anger flaring in Kila increased and her cheeks burned red. She had never been so furious...
There next thing she knew she had leapt forwards and slapped Dudley's cheek as hard as she could. It whipped his head back and left a bright red hand shaped ark on his cheek. The others instantly stopped kicking gawped at her, amazed at what she had just done.
Dudley grunted like an angered bull his eyes shinning with embarrassment. She thought he was going to charge at her but instead he raised a meaty fish getting ready to punch her in the face as he had done so many boys... but something stopped him. Somebody with flaring emerald eyes. Harry potter stood in front of her protecting her from Dudley.
Harry was glaring nastily at Dudley and Dudley didn't hit him. Instead he gave him the dirtiest look he could muster and instead glared intensely at Kila his face as red as her had been.
She gave him a small smile as if to say ner ner na ner ner. She was mocking him because she knew he wouldn't really hit her. That would ruin his reputation as a hard man, if he hit a girl. Still he might have chanced it, or maybe tired Harry instead. But he didn't, Harry did seem to have some power over his cousin.
The power to make him leave.
"C'mon lets go this is boring," Said Dudley and he turned his back on Harry and his cronies followed him. When they disappeared around a corner Kila looked at Harry and was startled to see his eyes burning with such a powerful green flame. He was almost scary looking...
He suddenly noticed that Kila was staring at him and she felt heat rush into her cheeks.
"Thanks for helping me out. Not many people would," he said looking a little embarrassed. She shrugged still embarrassed herself.
"Thanks to you to if you hadn't have jumped in front of me he would have hit me. But then I could have spread it which would have been fun" she said with a little laugh" I'm Kila Thornton"
"Harry Potter" he said with a little nod. She smiled pleasantly.
"I know I've seen you around. Is it true you go to a criminal school?" She asked curiously.
No actually I go to.... a.... a nothing senior school up north. The Dursleys just say that because they hate me and want everyone else to hate me with them" said Harry a little sadly. Kila had the distinct impression of him lying about going to a senior school up north but she just couldn't believe he was a criminal. Maybe he wasn't to a special school and didn't want to mention it or something.
Yeah, that had to be it. There was nothing wrong with Harry, except people misjudged him. He definitely had a heart in the right place as he had just proved by protecting Kila from Dudley.
"Oh. I don't like the Dursleys and neither does anyone in my family. They think there so great or something but dad said he would like to give Mr Dursley a good kick up and ar-...but I don't think he really would. That Dudley does my head in," She muttered.
"He does my head in to but most of the time he's kicking my head in" Said Harry Bitterly.
"Stand up to him like you did just now" She said with a frown. Harry didn't get to answer because an angry shout interrupted him.
"Kila!"
Kila whirled around and spotted her brother walking hurriedly towards her scowling furiously and glaring nastily at Harry. He passed the park and crossed the road stopping in front of them. Harry looked apprehensive and mildly surprised. Kila was a little angry with her brother but it wasn't really his fault...he was convinced that Harry was a criminal.
"What are you doing with him?" Adam demanded.
"He just saved me from getting hit" explained Kila" I slapped Dudley cos he was hitting Harry and then he went to punch me Harry stood in front of me to protect me"
"He's a criminal. He goes to a criminal school" Spat Adam. His deep blue eyes glinted.
"No really he doesn't the Dursleys just say that to make him sound bad" Said Kila quickly. She willed her brother to understand. He studied Harry for a few seconds and then looked at Kila and she saw his gaze soften.
"Oh" was all Adam said. Kila gave him a grateful smile.
"This is my younger brother Adam, Harry" She said," you would think he was my older brother with the size of me compared to him"
Harry smiled a little and Adam laughed. Kila felt her heart soar. Adam had accepted Harry. Perhaps Harry would really be able to hang around with them, if it was true he had no other friends in the area because of the Dursleys. She didn't care what other people thought if they saw her with Harry and neither would Adam.
"We have to go now Harry but we broke up today so maybe we can hang soon," She said and she and Adam walked down the street and Harry watched them go.
"Are you sure that's wise Albus?" Asked Molly. She saw the twinkle in the old mans blue eyes brighten He nodded not saying a word.
The kitchen around them was buzzing with activity. The knitting needles were knitting a new jumper for her only daughter Ginny while spuds were peeling themselves in the sink. The feather dusting was flying around the room; cleaning and freshly washed clothes were straightening their selves.
"But but she is.........different" Said Molly still amazed at what the headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry had just told her. The girl was different. No matter what she would never be like Harry or Ron or even Hermione. She would be like no other student at the school.
"She is a lost witch therefore she has the right to attend Hogwarts just as the other lost witches and wizards do this year." Said Dumbledore calmly. He rested his interlocked fingers on his lap.
"What do the ministry have to say about this?" She asked with pursed lips, not fully approving of the situation. She would have never thought the ministry would agree to this...problem. It wasn't the girl's fault of course, no, but it had to be somebody's fault. Probably irresponsible parents.
"Not a lot really except that she has the right to attend if she wishes to" Said Dumbledore" She will of course need to be trained up over the summer and need to spend time with a wizarding family. That is why I have come to see you today."
"You want her to stay here" Said Molly wanting to get straight to the point. Dumbledore nodded.
"The Ministry has granted permission for some of the 5th years, which they will be when they return to school, to use magic to train the lost witches and wizards. She of course maybe needing more help than others has been assigned Hermione Granger and Harry Potter and I thought it would be best to if Ronald helped. If that is alright of course?" he asked gazing into here eyes. Nobody could resist the twinkle of the old mans eyes.
"Yes of course it is. I will explain to Ron and the others later about her but I will not tell them all of it, they are to young to understand. I will send Harry and Hermione letters later." She said quickly. She leapt up from her seat to stop the feather duster, which had dusted everything three times while they had been speaking.
"I believe the girl lives near Harry potter and her Hogwarts letter is on the way to her now. I think it would be better if Harry and she travel here together seeing as though they have met each other today"
Molly didn't bother to ask how Dumbledore knew this. The mysterious old man had his own ways.
What is the girls name?"
"Kila Thornton"
Whoo! Thanks for the reviews guys they mean a lot to me. Embo I'm sorry I left that story for so long but I promise that once I have finished this story and settled into college I will re write To Kiss A Vampire and finish it.
"Kila!"
Kila groaned heavily and rolled over in her bed ignoring the call. She was far to warm and comfortable to consider moving yet. Please just five more minutes, she thought pleadingly
"Kila Thornton get up!"
She groaned again but this time obeyed and reluctantly opened her eyes...closing them again almost instantly. Blinding sunlight was streaming through her window and that was what was making her warm, a little to warm. Almost hot.
She pushed the covers back and crawled out of bed still half asleep, keeping her eyes screwed shut. Outside the annoying sounds of bird singing bugged her and she stumbled over to her window to close it. The singing lessened. There, that was better. Now she could think. Although sometimes she didn't have a mind in the morning.
Kila opened her eyes slowly allowing them to get used to the sunlight. She headed for the wardrobe and pulled on her school clothes, a pair of black trousers, a white blouse and a pair of black-heeled shoes. Well, at least it was the last day of school. That was one blessing to be thankful for.
Running a brush quickly through her hair she skipped into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth and then headed downstairs.
Her mother was sat at the kite table flicking through a magazine a hot cup of coffee placed in front of her. The aroma was gorgeous, even though Kila herself didn't like the taste of coffee. She preferred cool juice and that was what she grabbed out of the fridge before sitting next to her mother.
"Eat something," ordered her mother. Kila rolled her eyes but got up and proceeded to make some toast. She buttered two slices and nibbled it, not feeling at all hungry.
Her mother, Natile Thornton was a strict woman who made sure everything was done properly. Her nails and hair were always perfect, along with her skin, her clothes, her shoes...everything. She was always watching out for Kila and her younger brother Adam. Sometimes Kila thought her mother went a little over the top but she knew she only wanted what was best for her children.
Her younger brother Adam came into the kitchen with a scowl on his thin face. Her brother always scowled but it wasn't because he was angry but because it took a lot for him to smile. He was tall, taller then Kila even though she was a year older and he had short dark brown hair and deep blue eyes much like their mother. Kila didn't look like anyone in the family. Her father was tall and gangly with blond hair and grey eyes. Kila's hair was blond, but more yellow then her fathers and her eyes were bright and sparkled blue. They were a strange mixture of silver and blue at times and looked different shades in different light. People either loved or hated her eyes.
Adam sat down next to Kila with his bowl of cereal that had much more milk then needed. His mother looked at him disapprovingly. He saw the look and they both knew what it meant. He wasn't allowed to waste any of that milk.
"Good morning" Said her father cheerfully as he walked into the kitchen in his suit and tie holding a black leather brief case. He bent down and kissed his wife and Kila heard Adam stifle a laugh. He always laughed when their parents kissed. She kicked him under the table but he snorted with laughter. Their mother glared at him and he tried to give her and innocent look.
Kila didn't understand why he laughed at them. Kila couldn't wait for her real kiss with a boy. She didn't have a boyfriend and hadn't for years finding herself shy and self-conscious around them.
At 8 o clock she and Adam shouted goodbye to their mother and sat off down the street towards the school. Their father had already left for work, taking the car with him.
They walked in silence the sun shinning hotly above them making them sweat and feel more tired then they were. It burned the back of Kila's neck and she wished she had used some lotion.
They turned the corner and crossed the road and came to the park. It wasn't a very big park and hardly anyone used it because a gang of boys from the area had wrecked it. She could see one of the children's swings hanging from one metal chain that attached it to the metal of the swing stand. The older kids sitting on it had broken the seesaw and there was graffiti and rude words sprayed all over the slide. What a shame. Kila mentally shouted at the gang who had done it.
They carried on walked down the street and then Kila noticed a boy walking towards them. He was very thin with knobbly knees and dark hair that was untidy. He wore round glasses that glinted in the sunlight and he wore clothes that were much too big for him. Kila knew this was Harry Potter. All she knew about him was that he lived with his aunt and uncle the Dursleys and his cousin Dudley who was the leader of the gang who had messed up the park. She heard he attended a school for the criminals but to tell the truth she didn't think he looked the type. He looked the quiet brave type.
As he passed them she gave him a small smile but he didn't return it. He just looked at her and Kila could see those piercing green eyes. Eyes like glowing emeralds dancing with fierce green flame. They completely hooked her and she was powerless against them.
When he had walked past she looked behind her and saw him heading towards the park they had just passed. He may not be a criminal, she thought, but there is something weird about him. Something different, a little unusual but whatever it was it didn't bother Kila. In fact she found herself rather intrigued by Harry Potter. He could be interesting.
She and Adam got to school 10 minutes before the bell sounded and they waited around in the schoolyard. All the time she waited she thought of the Potter boy and thought she might want to get to know him a bit better if she saw him around. It wasn't like there was anything better to do that summer. All her friends lived to far and many would be going away for the summer.
The day passed quickly. She hung around with other girls and chatted about the upcoming holidays all the while feeling disappointed. She couldn't believe that her friends were abandoning her. Still, there would be somebody to chill out with until her friends returned.
At 3 o clock the bell signalling the end of term sounded and the screams of children rang n her ears. Everyone was so over excited because it was the summer holidays. It wasn't that big a deal. Anyway this was really her last one. Only one more year at school and she would be free, free to go to college, find a job, to do what she wanted.
She was meant to be walking to with Adam of course but she guessed he would be dawdling with his friends. Instead she put on a spurt of speed and headed home, wanting to avoid the rowdy crowds of young adults and pre adolescence but as she neared the trashed park she noticed something.
There was a small group up ahead. As she neared the scene she saw it was a gang of burly boys who were viciously kicking something on the ground. As she got even closer she saw a lock of dark hair and flash of green eyes. Anger pounded through her like some wild beast making her want to charge and attack the boys...but instead she would herself walking calming towards them knowing exactly what she was going to do.
She knew these boys. The fat one who was kicking the hardest was Dudley Dursley and the other boys were his cronies. They strutted around like they owned the estate and beat up poor kids smaller than them. She had forgotten they would be home for the holidays.
They didn't even look up as she approached but she looked down. Harry. They were kicking Harry like there was no tomorrow and the boy was already bleeding, sporting a rather nasty looking cut on his forehead and a swollen lip.
The anger flaring in Kila increased and her cheeks burned red. She had never been so furious...
There next thing she knew she had leapt forwards and slapped Dudley's cheek as hard as she could. It whipped his head back and left a bright red hand shaped ark on his cheek. The others instantly stopped kicking gawped at her, amazed at what she had just done.
Dudley grunted like an angered bull his eyes shinning with embarrassment. She thought he was going to charge at her but instead he raised a meaty fish getting ready to punch her in the face as he had done so many boys... but something stopped him. Somebody with flaring emerald eyes. Harry potter stood in front of her protecting her from Dudley.
Harry was glaring nastily at Dudley and Dudley didn't hit him. Instead he gave him the dirtiest look he could muster and instead glared intensely at Kila his face as red as her had been.
She gave him a small smile as if to say ner ner na ner ner. She was mocking him because she knew he wouldn't really hit her. That would ruin his reputation as a hard man, if he hit a girl. Still he might have chanced it, or maybe tired Harry instead. But he didn't, Harry did seem to have some power over his cousin.
The power to make him leave.
"C'mon lets go this is boring," Said Dudley and he turned his back on Harry and his cronies followed him. When they disappeared around a corner Kila looked at Harry and was startled to see his eyes burning with such a powerful green flame. He was almost scary looking...
He suddenly noticed that Kila was staring at him and she felt heat rush into her cheeks.
"Thanks for helping me out. Not many people would," he said looking a little embarrassed. She shrugged still embarrassed herself.
"Thanks to you to if you hadn't have jumped in front of me he would have hit me. But then I could have spread it which would have been fun" she said with a little laugh" I'm Kila Thornton"
"Harry Potter" he said with a little nod. She smiled pleasantly.
"I know I've seen you around. Is it true you go to a criminal school?" She asked curiously.
No actually I go to.... a.... a nothing senior school up north. The Dursleys just say that because they hate me and want everyone else to hate me with them" said Harry a little sadly. Kila had the distinct impression of him lying about going to a senior school up north but she just couldn't believe he was a criminal. Maybe he wasn't to a special school and didn't want to mention it or something.
Yeah, that had to be it. There was nothing wrong with Harry, except people misjudged him. He definitely had a heart in the right place as he had just proved by protecting Kila from Dudley.
"Oh. I don't like the Dursleys and neither does anyone in my family. They think there so great or something but dad said he would like to give Mr Dursley a good kick up and ar-...but I don't think he really would. That Dudley does my head in," She muttered.
"He does my head in to but most of the time he's kicking my head in" Said Harry Bitterly.
"Stand up to him like you did just now" She said with a frown. Harry didn't get to answer because an angry shout interrupted him.
"Kila!"
Kila whirled around and spotted her brother walking hurriedly towards her scowling furiously and glaring nastily at Harry. He passed the park and crossed the road stopping in front of them. Harry looked apprehensive and mildly surprised. Kila was a little angry with her brother but it wasn't really his fault...he was convinced that Harry was a criminal.
"What are you doing with him?" Adam demanded.
"He just saved me from getting hit" explained Kila" I slapped Dudley cos he was hitting Harry and then he went to punch me Harry stood in front of me to protect me"
"He's a criminal. He goes to a criminal school" Spat Adam. His deep blue eyes glinted.
"No really he doesn't the Dursleys just say that to make him sound bad" Said Kila quickly. She willed her brother to understand. He studied Harry for a few seconds and then looked at Kila and she saw his gaze soften.
"Oh" was all Adam said. Kila gave him a grateful smile.
"This is my younger brother Adam, Harry" She said," you would think he was my older brother with the size of me compared to him"
Harry smiled a little and Adam laughed. Kila felt her heart soar. Adam had accepted Harry. Perhaps Harry would really be able to hang around with them, if it was true he had no other friends in the area because of the Dursleys. She didn't care what other people thought if they saw her with Harry and neither would Adam.
"We have to go now Harry but we broke up today so maybe we can hang soon," She said and she and Adam walked down the street and Harry watched them go.
"Are you sure that's wise Albus?" Asked Molly. She saw the twinkle in the old mans blue eyes brighten He nodded not saying a word.
The kitchen around them was buzzing with activity. The knitting needles were knitting a new jumper for her only daughter Ginny while spuds were peeling themselves in the sink. The feather dusting was flying around the room; cleaning and freshly washed clothes were straightening their selves.
"But but she is.........different" Said Molly still amazed at what the headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry had just told her. The girl was different. No matter what she would never be like Harry or Ron or even Hermione. She would be like no other student at the school.
"She is a lost witch therefore she has the right to attend Hogwarts just as the other lost witches and wizards do this year." Said Dumbledore calmly. He rested his interlocked fingers on his lap.
"What do the ministry have to say about this?" She asked with pursed lips, not fully approving of the situation. She would have never thought the ministry would agree to this...problem. It wasn't the girl's fault of course, no, but it had to be somebody's fault. Probably irresponsible parents.
"Not a lot really except that she has the right to attend if she wishes to" Said Dumbledore" She will of course need to be trained up over the summer and need to spend time with a wizarding family. That is why I have come to see you today."
"You want her to stay here" Said Molly wanting to get straight to the point. Dumbledore nodded.
"The Ministry has granted permission for some of the 5th years, which they will be when they return to school, to use magic to train the lost witches and wizards. She of course maybe needing more help than others has been assigned Hermione Granger and Harry Potter and I thought it would be best to if Ronald helped. If that is alright of course?" he asked gazing into here eyes. Nobody could resist the twinkle of the old mans eyes.
"Yes of course it is. I will explain to Ron and the others later about her but I will not tell them all of it, they are to young to understand. I will send Harry and Hermione letters later." She said quickly. She leapt up from her seat to stop the feather duster, which had dusted everything three times while they had been speaking.
"I believe the girl lives near Harry potter and her Hogwarts letter is on the way to her now. I think it would be better if Harry and she travel here together seeing as though they have met each other today"
Molly didn't bother to ask how Dumbledore knew this. The mysterious old man had his own ways.
What is the girls name?"
"Kila Thornton"
Whoo! Thanks for the reviews guys they mean a lot to me. Embo I'm sorry I left that story for so long but I promise that once I have finished this story and settled into college I will re write To Kiss A Vampire and finish it.