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Chapter 2: Kathrin Potter's Grandmother

"That was some funny stuff," said Devi as she picked up her cat carrier. Mabyna, her black cat, was screeching. "What's the matter, hun?"

"If he's anything like Night, he doesn't like car rides," Raven said.

"Draco's the same way," said Dyani.

"He? He's a SHE!" said Devi, in an as a matter of fact tone.

"You know I think the same is with Draco too," Dyani said with a smirk.

"I'm standing right here you twit," said Draco. "When are you gonna go get Kat?"

"Why? Do you want to see her or something?"

"I didn't say that."

"Draco likes Kathrin! Draco likes Kathrin! Draco likes Kathrin!" the girls chanted in unison.

"Shut up you... you... you...-"

"Girls?" asked Crabbe.

"No you dimwit!" Draco said. "I'm bored. Let's go out front."

"And do what?" Elijah asked.

"I don't know. We'll figure that out when we get there." Draco said and then went up the stairs to get shoes and a jacket.

"Well, I guess we should go get Kat," said Dyani. "You can put Mabyana upstairs

in my room." Devi went up the stairs and then came back down five minutes later.

"Well, I guess it's off to Kat's house," said Raven as she walked towards the door.

The girls walked outside and down the walkway to the sidewalk and towards Kat's house.

"So what are we doing tonight?" asked Devi.

"I don't know," replied Dyani.

"We hafta sleep in a tent!" Raven complained.

"Tents aren't so bad," Devi said.

"You don't know the half of it! I've been traumatized by tents! My brother locked me in one once on a camping trip a few years ago. Then my family left me and went hiking for two hours! My brother had told them that I didn't want to go hiking and wanted to stay in the tent. I got so furious with him that I accidentally blew up his bag of chips later that night when they got back! It was funny though... an exploding bag of chips... my parents were thrilled that I'd finally showed some sign of magic in me. They were worried I'd end up a squib. So, instead of punishing my brother, they bought him a new broom and a brand new owl!"

"Ok, so maybe tents are bad for you."

Draco and his pals came up to them as they rounded the corner and were in front of Kat's door. "Oh, I see, you were just gonna go get her without me, were you?" said Draco.

"We didn't think you wanted to come," explained Dyani. "You were so stern on denying your undying love for," she then faked a sigh, "Kathrin Potter."

"Shut up and ring the doorbell," he snapped.

"You like her so much, Draco, you ring it.

"Fine!" He said as he reached out and jabbed the white button next to the door. The sound of a cat scream caught the seven of them by surprise and Elijah screamed a very shrill, high-pitched scream. "Honestly, Dursley, you call yourself a guy?!"

"Kat's grand-mum has gone mad I swear it," said Raven. "I knew she loved cats, but the doorbell is a little over the top."

Kathrin's grandmother then opened the door and said, "Yes dears? Are you here for Kathrin's birthday?"

"Uhh... yeah," said Devi.

"Can we talk to Kathrin? Please?" asked Draco.

"You boy," she said and pointed to Crabbe. "Yes, you. You need to eat more. Why you are skin and bones! Oh, poor, poor, poor, boy. Your parents feed you yes?"

Crabbe nodded.

"Tell them you need to eat more!"

"Uh, m'am? Can we talk to Kathrin?" Draco asked again.

"Kathrin? Nobody by that horrible name lives here, no sir. I think the blonde girl next door goes by that. As a matter of fact, you look just like her." She then pointed to Dyani.

"Kathrin Potter. Can. We. Talk. To. Her?" Draco said very slowly, obviously getting annoyed with the old, insane woman.

"Potter. Yes, yes, I'm a Potter. Who wants to know?"

"Can we speak to Kat?" asked Devi.

"Cats? Yes I have many cats. Which would you like to speak to? There's Mipsy, Whettie, Mary-Anne, Mary-Jane, Mary, Boots, Penn, Kathrin-"

"Kathrin! That's the...uh... 'cat' we'd like to speak to, please," Draco said, relieved that he'd finally gotten through to the deranged woman.

"Oh, sure. Kathrin! Kathrin dear! You have visitors!"

Kathrin heard her grandmother's calls, despite the fact that she was trying to tell the orange tabby sitting in the living room to come to the door.