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Chapter 2 â Getting to know you
"Get off me, you foul-fingered fiend! Get off!" Kathryn shrieked, gasping for breath.
"Not until you apologise." Sirius insisted, tickling her harder.
"I didn't think torturing patients, or flirting with them, was part of the agenda, Sirius. We're here to visit my mother, remember?" A voice remarked, highly amused.
Sirius stopped, blushing. Kathryn leant against the wall, surveying the newcomer with interested eyes.
"James Potter, I presume?" She asked, taking in the round-rimmed glasses, messy black hair and sharp grey eyes.
"You presume right. Who are you?" James frowned. There was something vaguely familiar about her but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Oh, come on, James, you mean you don't remember our partner in crime when our parents met at the Ministry? The Aurors' ceremony?" Sirius grinned.
"You mean Kathryn? She's in a coma, Sirius, you know that." James frowned again.
"Hello, right here!" Kathryn retorted. "I woke up about, oh, half an hour ago."
"And you're already flirting with Sirius? Merlin, you recover quickly. Or, then again, maybe you haven't." James smirked.
Sirius scowled. "She's fine."
"I was not flirting. Not every interaction between males and females has to be to do with flirting. People can be friends. You obviously haven't thought of trying that with Lily though."
James looked startled. "You know Lily?"
"Not exactly..."
"When she was in the coma, she spent sixteen years in the future. When were you born?"
"Um, January, 87."
"Makes sense, you were born January 64 in real life. Some things didn't change as much as others. Anyway, she was a Muggle, but... she knew of our world through books. So something must have gotten through. But, the books she read, were based in the future. How many were there?" Sirius asked.
"Five. One for each of Harry's years at school. J. K. Rowling hadn't finished the series yet. And there was so much hype about them. The first two are films. And I read the fifth one in like, the weekend it came out. And it was this thick." She motioned about a three feet with her hands. "But it was in that one I learnt the important stuff about you guys. Like how Sirius really is an idiot."
"Hey!"
"And how Lily thinks you're an arrogant bastard because of what you did to Snape. And probably how you are, and Harry was horrified." Kathryn thought musingly.
"Who is Harry? You keep calling him Harry Potter. So who is he?" Sirius demanded.
Kathryn grinned mischievously. "I don't know if I can even tell you that..."
James groaned. "Sirius, you are thick! It's obvious that this Harry Potter character is my son!"
Sirius got the giggles. "Your son? You're going to have a son? What about me? Who do I get together with?"
"No one, as far as I know, but that's not to say you don't." Kathryn shrugged. "After all, I wasn't featured in them. But then that could have been because it was me. Or because I was dead."
"You're a jolly soul, aren't you?" James was taken aback.
"You should've heard the threats she was giving though." Sirius informed him, eyes alight. "What is London Zoo?"
Kathryn looked horrified. "You don't know what London Zoo is? Christ, it's only like the biggest Zoo in the country. I think. Longleat might be bigger."
At that moment a Healer in a white uniform saw her, and her family were following.
"Miss Orenda! What do you mean by being up?"
"I'm awake? I'm better? I'm ready to kick some ass?" Kathryn suggested.
"Are all girls like this in the future?" James wanted to know.
"Some are like it now. Besides, I've watched that many episodes of 'Charmed', 'Dark Angel', 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'... Well, they haven't been made, or even thought up yet, but believe me, those girls are cool. They kick ass!"
"And you do?" Sirius grinned.
Kathryn instantly, grabbed his wrist, flung him over her shoulder, back- flipped and landed, his head pressed to the ground.
"Ten years of gymnastics, tae kwon do, karate and a couple of other martial arts sorted that out for me. Nice to know I've still got the skills." She grinned.
"Miss Orenda!" The Healer protested. "You need to be checked over!"
"God, I'm fine. I just need to see... Is Dumbledore Headmaster at Hogwarts?" Kathryn asked her parents.
"Yes, he is." Elise nodded.
"Then I want to see him. He knows all about this sort of stuff. Or he will, anyway."
"But Miss Orenda..."
"Call me Miss Orenda again and I'll hex you to Australia and back. It's Kathryn, Kath or Kat. Nothing else. And usually Kathryn." The girl warned.
"You don't have a wand. You don't know how to hex, either." James pointed out.
Kathryn grinned.
"I wrote enough fanfics to have enough spells memorised. And there is no way I'm going to enter any other year other than Sixth-year at Hogwarts. I'm a fast study." She promised. (A/N: Okay, so she's a little different to me. But only in the sense that she's pretty and can kick ass!)
Another Healer entered. He was tall and dark-haired, also very attractive, but Kathryn felt a liking to him as a brother, not in any other way.
"Kathryn?" He looked surprised. "You're up?"
"Yep, she is, Jack!" Sirius grinned. "Your likkle sis is all better."
"You're my... brother?" Kathryn gasped.
"Yes, Jack Orenda at your service." He grinned.
Kathryn rolled her eyes. "How the hell did you get into my coma? I had a friend called Jack who looked just like you!"
"Um, probably because I was the Healer assigned to you. And we were best friends before your accident. I don't suppose you remember crying at the age of eight because I was leaving, do you?"
"Nope. Do I have any other siblings?" Kathryn asked her parents. She was already feeling comfortable that this was not a dream.
"Yes. There's Adalia, she's eight. She's at a friend's house today. And there's the twins, Jonah and Joseph, they're Merlin knows where. They're in the year above you. That's it."
"Really? You've spent nearly as much time pregnant as I did in hospital." Kathryn looked amazed. "And that's not taking into account my time here."
"You were in hospital a lot in this other world?"
"Yeah. When I was three I had a heart problem and spent nearly a year in and out of hospital. That all settled up. When I was fifteen I spent a week in hospital for appendicitis. The rest of the time it was injuries and what have you. I mean, there were a few from my martial arts lessons, but people just seemed to like hurting me. I kept getting caught or beaten. Not by my parents, of course, but when I was little... Well, it's why I learnt martial arts. Of course, there was that time I put Jameson in the hospital..." She frowned. "But I had to go in too! He broke my arm! So I broke his nose... and jaw... and cheekbone. But he was alright! But the boys never hit on me with such pathetic chat up lines again. And I didn't put anyone of the ones calling me a spy in the hospital. I just got offended by this stupid seventeen-year-old asking me out." She shrugged.
James grinned. "You don't have a problem with people with the name James in their name somewhere, do you?"
"Well... It depends on the person. There was this one boy who kept calling me a Russian spy. It scared him so much when I sent him a Russian Christmas card informing him that MI6 knew he was a Mafia operative and was an idiot for thinking I worked for the Russians." She smiled dreamily at the thought.
"You are definitely my sister. Even in that world you were a prankster and a tomboy." Jack grinned.
"Tomboy? No, not a tomboy. I liked getting glammed up as much as the next girl. I just believed that self-defence was important and none of the boys were worth my telling them the time of day. I concentrated on my studies. I was a top student. And I only got told off once, really, and that was for putting Jameson in hospital. But of course, since he hit me first and I was in hospital too, they didn't expel me. I mean, I spent my most of my three-day suspension unconscious."
"Hit you first?"
"I told him I'd rather go out with a giant squid than him." She shrugged.
"Oh dear, it's another Evans!" James groaned.
"If you tried calling her Lily and exchanged more than a couple of words with her, you might actually have a chance!" Kathryn snapped, all the while thinking, 'He'd better take my advice, or Voldemort's not going to be destroyed by Harry the first time...'
James shrugged. "I'm going to see my mum. You coming, Padfoot?"
"Yeah, if this gentle lady will not miss my company?" He asked Kathryn giving an elegant bow.
"You old dog, Sirius." She grinned.
Sirius kissed her hand gentlemanly, and then looked up. "A dog, am I?"
"Yep. After all, Sirius is the name of the dog star." She raised a brow.
"Merlin." He muttered, following James. "Oi, Prongs, she knows!"
"You know what?" Jack asked.
"A lot of things, particularly pertaining to certain aspects of their future."
"Then you'd best speak to Dumbledore immediately. Are you alright? Any problems?"
"I think Sirius has deafened me, and I have a slight headache, but other than that, no. I recover quickly. I mean, my arm mended in four weeks, instead of six. Can I go?"
"Yes. I'll check you out. But for that headache..." He pulled a potion from his pocket.
Kathryn backed away. "Oh no, you're not going to shove some horrible tasting potion down my throat, are you? Madam Pomfrey's potions are always horrible!"
"Pomfrey? You mean, Poppy?" Jack looked surprised.
"Yes. You know her?"
"I trained with her. She's going to work at Hogwarts this year. A job opened up, and she decided to work there rather than here."
Kathryn grinned with knowledge. Her brother, who must be a very skilled Healer if he was one of the Healers at twenty-two, liked Madam Pomfrey. 'Or should I say Poppy? And he likes her a lot.'
"Crush, Jack?" She asked innocently.
He rolled his eyes. "You haven't changed a bit. You're just more perceptive. And I do not have a crush."
"Oh, you actually fancy her then?"
"Kit, I'm warning you..."
"Kit?" She asked.
He grinned. "You always like to be called Kat. So I called you Kit. Kit Kat, get it?"
"A Muggle chocolate bar?"
"Our grandparents are Muggles, remember? They introduced us to chocolate. And Kit Kats."
"And an addiction." Elise groaned.
"Oh, I'm a chocoholic here as well? I really wasn't much different, was I?"
"No. Anyway, come on. I need to sign to out." Jack grinned. "And you could do with a pair of shoes."
"Black, heeled boots, comfy." She grinned.
Her father conjured up a pair.
She squealed delightedly. "Those are exactly what I wanted. Thanks, Dad!"
He smiled. It was the first time she'd called him 'Dad'. "You're welcome, Kat."
Discharging her didn't take long. She finally drank the headache potion, which actually tasted nice, and then waited.
James and Sirius appeared with a woman and man that could only be James' parents. Especially when she realised the man had identical glasses and messy hair.
"Is it like a penchant with Potter men? To have messy hair?" She demanded, hands on hips.
"Yes." James grinned. "And to look almost exactly like their fathers, except for their eyes."
"And you are?" Mr. Potter asked.
"Kathryn Orenda. I'm awake."
"So I see."
"You're James' mum, right?" Kathryn asked.
"Yes."
"You feeling better?"
"Yes, thank you. Just an accident with a potion."
Kathryn gave an involuntary shudder.
"What's wrong?" Sirius asked.
"All I know of potions is that they usually taste nasty and in the future they'll be taught by a biased, greasy git." She replied.
"Language, Kathryn!" Elise warned.
Kathryn grinned. "Y'know, you sounded just like my mum in the coma. I guess I know who I based them on then. Tell me, is Dad a workaholic who works until endless hours of the night in a study in the cellar?"
"No. His study's in the dungeon." Jack informed her cheerfully.
"We have a dungeon?"
"Yeah, and a cellar, and several wings and attics. Not to mention a couple of ghosts and house elves." Leila informed her cheerfully.
"We're rich then?"
"Yes. But then Mum and Dad have good jobs and Grandma still lives there."
"Grandma?"
"Orenda. You'll meet her. She loved you. You're as bad she is."
"You said a biased greasy git will be teaching potions in the future. Not a Slytherin by any chance?" Sirius asked curiously.
"Of course it's a Slytherin. Slytherins only ever seem to teach potions. Probably because they feel at home in dark holes and corners, like the dungeons." Then Kathryn blanched. "Please tell me I'm not from a long line of Slytherins!"
"Certainly not. You're from a long line of Gryffindors." Olden informed her loftily.
"Whoo-hoo!"
"You have a strange way of putting things." Elise shook her head.
"You should have met a friend of mine in the coma. She really was insane. Couldn't stand Legolas, did horrible things to him in her fanfics. Can't see why, I mean, Orlando Bloom was gorgeous as an elf." (A/N: Had to put it in, lobo diablo. Hah!) Then Kathryn blanched, again. "Christ!"
"What?"
"I'm probably older than him!"
"Who?"
"Orlando Bloom! Aww, and he was so hot!"
"Good grief, who was he?"
"Actor. They made 'The Lord of the Rings' into a trilogy of three films. I'll have to wait years to see the last one." She sighed. "If I live that long. Anyway, can we go yet?"
Jack, who was signing her papers, grinned. "Yes. You do look a little pale, you know, Kit."
"Oh, I wonder why, possibly because I haven't seen the sun in five years?" Kathryn replied, her voice heavy with sarcasm.
Sirius grinned. "Ahh, the sweet sound of sarcasm."
Kathryn sighed. "Shut up, Padfoot." She taunted.
"Okay, you've gotta quit using those names." James informed her.
"Why, Prongs? Scared I'll get you into trouble?"
"Scared you're gonna tell everyone."
"Now why would I do that?"
"I don't know. Voldemort might have turned you evil."
"Me? Evil? I've been called wicked and bitch and worse in my day, but never evil! Besides..." she wrinkled her nose, "Moldyvort's got no hold over me."
James grinned. "Moldyvort?"
"That's what we called him."
"Great, perfect, I mean, better than perfect."
"Kathryn, we're leaving. You can talk to your friends at some other point in time." Elise told her.
"You mean I can tell them of their dastardly, dark and dreadful futures?"
"No, I'd rather you planned pranks with them than that. I also need to speak to Professor Dumbledore as well."
"Dumbledore's cool. Maybe a little off his rocker, but cool." Kathryn grinned.
"You're right there." James grinned.
"James! Come on." His mother called.
"Oh right."
The two families (plus Sirius) left, Jack waving goodbye (it wasn't yet the end of his shift).
Kathryn's hands flew to her eyes as bright sunlight hit them.
"OW! That hurts!" She yelled, stumbling.
"Kathryn? You okay?" Sirius asked, looking genuinely worried.
"My eyes..."
"You'll get used to it. It'll just take a while."
Kathryn nodded and was latched onto by her younger brother and sister, who insisted on dragging her everywhere now they actually had a sister who was active.
Eventually they entered the Leaky Cauldron for a drink.
As she entered, everyone paused. Kathryn frowned. Why would everyone stare at her so?
"You-You're Kathryn Orenda aren't you?" Tom, the barman asked.
"Yeah, why's everyone's staring like I'm some kind of freak?"
"Kat, you're famous." Sirius explained.
"Famous? I'm God-damn famous? I don't want to be famous!"
"Tough. Everyone knows it was Voldemort who attacked you. You survived."
"He did not use Avada Kedavra on me." Kathryn told him.
"So?"
"So? There's no need to stare at me like I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread! I just woke up from a coma this afternoon to find out that not only am I a witch, I'm a witch thrown twenty-three years into the past! The only things I know of your world are the future and a couple of snippets from the past!"
"What the fâ"
"FINISH THAT SENTENCE, SIRIUS CALHOUN BLACK, AND YOU WILL REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAYS! CHIRST, NOW I KNOW HOW HARRY FELT WHEN HE ENTERED THE GOD-DAMNED WIZARDING WORLD! DOES EVERYONE WANT TO STARE AT MY SCAR TOO?" Kathryn demanded.
"Scar, you don't have a scar." Elise frowned.
"Don't I?" Kathryn demanded. She yanked down one side of her sweater. There, on her perfectly formed collarbone, was a silvery scar in the shape of a perfect pentacle. (A/N: Pentacle means five-pointed star, lines through the star, like ones people can draw easily!)
"Kat, I..."
Kathryn burst into tears, falling to her knees. "I'm not famous! I'm just a kid thrown into the past, into a different world. I just want to be normal."
"You'll never be normal." Sirius told her, bent down to face her. "Normal is boring. Anyway, wait until next year and you can hex anyone who stares."
Kathryn gave a weak laugh. "Anyone got a Diet Coke?"
"What's that?"
Kathryn stared at him before shrieking: "AARGH, THEY DON'T HAVE DIET COKE! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?"
"Quit, complaining, Butterbeer's better." Her father ordered, shoving a drink into her hands.
She smiled weakly and stood up. "Thanks Dad. Sorry for the, er, dramatic display. I mean, I was due to get an A star in Drama."
He groaned. "You always did have a flair for the dramatic."
"Could I have been friends with Sirius and James and not have? Which reminds me, are you an Auror?"
"Yes."
"Top?"
"One of."
"And Mum?"
"I'm a reporter for 'The Daily Prophet'."
Kathryn looked at her in horror. "Don't tell me you're another Rita Skeeter."
"Rita Skeeter? Isn't she that ditzy blonde in Hufflepuff? Seventh-year?" James frowned.
Kathryn's eyes lit up. "She isn't?"
"I think she is."
Her face broke into a truly wicked smile. "Oh, God, thank you."
"Why?"
"Because I'm going to have a lot of fun with that bitch this year."
"Kathryn, you are not going to hex someone you haven't even met yet." Her father ordered.
"But she helped lower the integrity of 'The Daily Prophet'! Not that it had much to start with," she frowned, "and she's going to do nothing but cause trouble in the future."
"We have a real problem, haven't we?" Elise sighed.
"Yes. We know her, she's not changed. She'll hex or prank all of those who've been shown to have done bad things in the future."
"Hello, right here!" Kathryn stamped a foot.
They laughed and conversation turned to explaining everything Kathryn needed to know about the wizarding world. But she could not reveal anymore than tiny little facts to them, in fear that too much could be revealed before she spoke to Dumbledore. Who was on his way that very moment.
A/N: I have just gone through that chappie as well. Since I'm correcting mistakes and stuff. Okay. Onto the next chapter!
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Also, should have said before, this is Tanydwr writing. We're sisters, but we can't have two accounts to the same e-mail, so we're stuck with a joint name. I'm the elder. And the more impatient! So, enjoy the next chapter...
Chapter 2 â Getting to know you
"Get off me, you foul-fingered fiend! Get off!" Kathryn shrieked, gasping for breath.
"Not until you apologise." Sirius insisted, tickling her harder.
"I didn't think torturing patients, or flirting with them, was part of the agenda, Sirius. We're here to visit my mother, remember?" A voice remarked, highly amused.
Sirius stopped, blushing. Kathryn leant against the wall, surveying the newcomer with interested eyes.
"James Potter, I presume?" She asked, taking in the round-rimmed glasses, messy black hair and sharp grey eyes.
"You presume right. Who are you?" James frowned. There was something vaguely familiar about her but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Oh, come on, James, you mean you don't remember our partner in crime when our parents met at the Ministry? The Aurors' ceremony?" Sirius grinned.
"You mean Kathryn? She's in a coma, Sirius, you know that." James frowned again.
"Hello, right here!" Kathryn retorted. "I woke up about, oh, half an hour ago."
"And you're already flirting with Sirius? Merlin, you recover quickly. Or, then again, maybe you haven't." James smirked.
Sirius scowled. "She's fine."
"I was not flirting. Not every interaction between males and females has to be to do with flirting. People can be friends. You obviously haven't thought of trying that with Lily though."
James looked startled. "You know Lily?"
"Not exactly..."
"When she was in the coma, she spent sixteen years in the future. When were you born?"
"Um, January, 87."
"Makes sense, you were born January 64 in real life. Some things didn't change as much as others. Anyway, she was a Muggle, but... she knew of our world through books. So something must have gotten through. But, the books she read, were based in the future. How many were there?" Sirius asked.
"Five. One for each of Harry's years at school. J. K. Rowling hadn't finished the series yet. And there was so much hype about them. The first two are films. And I read the fifth one in like, the weekend it came out. And it was this thick." She motioned about a three feet with her hands. "But it was in that one I learnt the important stuff about you guys. Like how Sirius really is an idiot."
"Hey!"
"And how Lily thinks you're an arrogant bastard because of what you did to Snape. And probably how you are, and Harry was horrified." Kathryn thought musingly.
"Who is Harry? You keep calling him Harry Potter. So who is he?" Sirius demanded.
Kathryn grinned mischievously. "I don't know if I can even tell you that..."
James groaned. "Sirius, you are thick! It's obvious that this Harry Potter character is my son!"
Sirius got the giggles. "Your son? You're going to have a son? What about me? Who do I get together with?"
"No one, as far as I know, but that's not to say you don't." Kathryn shrugged. "After all, I wasn't featured in them. But then that could have been because it was me. Or because I was dead."
"You're a jolly soul, aren't you?" James was taken aback.
"You should've heard the threats she was giving though." Sirius informed him, eyes alight. "What is London Zoo?"
Kathryn looked horrified. "You don't know what London Zoo is? Christ, it's only like the biggest Zoo in the country. I think. Longleat might be bigger."
At that moment a Healer in a white uniform saw her, and her family were following.
"Miss Orenda! What do you mean by being up?"
"I'm awake? I'm better? I'm ready to kick some ass?" Kathryn suggested.
"Are all girls like this in the future?" James wanted to know.
"Some are like it now. Besides, I've watched that many episodes of 'Charmed', 'Dark Angel', 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'... Well, they haven't been made, or even thought up yet, but believe me, those girls are cool. They kick ass!"
"And you do?" Sirius grinned.
Kathryn instantly, grabbed his wrist, flung him over her shoulder, back- flipped and landed, his head pressed to the ground.
"Ten years of gymnastics, tae kwon do, karate and a couple of other martial arts sorted that out for me. Nice to know I've still got the skills." She grinned.
"Miss Orenda!" The Healer protested. "You need to be checked over!"
"God, I'm fine. I just need to see... Is Dumbledore Headmaster at Hogwarts?" Kathryn asked her parents.
"Yes, he is." Elise nodded.
"Then I want to see him. He knows all about this sort of stuff. Or he will, anyway."
"But Miss Orenda..."
"Call me Miss Orenda again and I'll hex you to Australia and back. It's Kathryn, Kath or Kat. Nothing else. And usually Kathryn." The girl warned.
"You don't have a wand. You don't know how to hex, either." James pointed out.
Kathryn grinned.
"I wrote enough fanfics to have enough spells memorised. And there is no way I'm going to enter any other year other than Sixth-year at Hogwarts. I'm a fast study." She promised. (A/N: Okay, so she's a little different to me. But only in the sense that she's pretty and can kick ass!)
Another Healer entered. He was tall and dark-haired, also very attractive, but Kathryn felt a liking to him as a brother, not in any other way.
"Kathryn?" He looked surprised. "You're up?"
"Yep, she is, Jack!" Sirius grinned. "Your likkle sis is all better."
"You're my... brother?" Kathryn gasped.
"Yes, Jack Orenda at your service." He grinned.
Kathryn rolled her eyes. "How the hell did you get into my coma? I had a friend called Jack who looked just like you!"
"Um, probably because I was the Healer assigned to you. And we were best friends before your accident. I don't suppose you remember crying at the age of eight because I was leaving, do you?"
"Nope. Do I have any other siblings?" Kathryn asked her parents. She was already feeling comfortable that this was not a dream.
"Yes. There's Adalia, she's eight. She's at a friend's house today. And there's the twins, Jonah and Joseph, they're Merlin knows where. They're in the year above you. That's it."
"Really? You've spent nearly as much time pregnant as I did in hospital." Kathryn looked amazed. "And that's not taking into account my time here."
"You were in hospital a lot in this other world?"
"Yeah. When I was three I had a heart problem and spent nearly a year in and out of hospital. That all settled up. When I was fifteen I spent a week in hospital for appendicitis. The rest of the time it was injuries and what have you. I mean, there were a few from my martial arts lessons, but people just seemed to like hurting me. I kept getting caught or beaten. Not by my parents, of course, but when I was little... Well, it's why I learnt martial arts. Of course, there was that time I put Jameson in the hospital..." She frowned. "But I had to go in too! He broke my arm! So I broke his nose... and jaw... and cheekbone. But he was alright! But the boys never hit on me with such pathetic chat up lines again. And I didn't put anyone of the ones calling me a spy in the hospital. I just got offended by this stupid seventeen-year-old asking me out." She shrugged.
James grinned. "You don't have a problem with people with the name James in their name somewhere, do you?"
"Well... It depends on the person. There was this one boy who kept calling me a Russian spy. It scared him so much when I sent him a Russian Christmas card informing him that MI6 knew he was a Mafia operative and was an idiot for thinking I worked for the Russians." She smiled dreamily at the thought.
"You are definitely my sister. Even in that world you were a prankster and a tomboy." Jack grinned.
"Tomboy? No, not a tomboy. I liked getting glammed up as much as the next girl. I just believed that self-defence was important and none of the boys were worth my telling them the time of day. I concentrated on my studies. I was a top student. And I only got told off once, really, and that was for putting Jameson in hospital. But of course, since he hit me first and I was in hospital too, they didn't expel me. I mean, I spent my most of my three-day suspension unconscious."
"Hit you first?"
"I told him I'd rather go out with a giant squid than him." She shrugged.
"Oh dear, it's another Evans!" James groaned.
"If you tried calling her Lily and exchanged more than a couple of words with her, you might actually have a chance!" Kathryn snapped, all the while thinking, 'He'd better take my advice, or Voldemort's not going to be destroyed by Harry the first time...'
James shrugged. "I'm going to see my mum. You coming, Padfoot?"
"Yeah, if this gentle lady will not miss my company?" He asked Kathryn giving an elegant bow.
"You old dog, Sirius." She grinned.
Sirius kissed her hand gentlemanly, and then looked up. "A dog, am I?"
"Yep. After all, Sirius is the name of the dog star." She raised a brow.
"Merlin." He muttered, following James. "Oi, Prongs, she knows!"
"You know what?" Jack asked.
"A lot of things, particularly pertaining to certain aspects of their future."
"Then you'd best speak to Dumbledore immediately. Are you alright? Any problems?"
"I think Sirius has deafened me, and I have a slight headache, but other than that, no. I recover quickly. I mean, my arm mended in four weeks, instead of six. Can I go?"
"Yes. I'll check you out. But for that headache..." He pulled a potion from his pocket.
Kathryn backed away. "Oh no, you're not going to shove some horrible tasting potion down my throat, are you? Madam Pomfrey's potions are always horrible!"
"Pomfrey? You mean, Poppy?" Jack looked surprised.
"Yes. You know her?"
"I trained with her. She's going to work at Hogwarts this year. A job opened up, and she decided to work there rather than here."
Kathryn grinned with knowledge. Her brother, who must be a very skilled Healer if he was one of the Healers at twenty-two, liked Madam Pomfrey. 'Or should I say Poppy? And he likes her a lot.'
"Crush, Jack?" She asked innocently.
He rolled his eyes. "You haven't changed a bit. You're just more perceptive. And I do not have a crush."
"Oh, you actually fancy her then?"
"Kit, I'm warning you..."
"Kit?" She asked.
He grinned. "You always like to be called Kat. So I called you Kit. Kit Kat, get it?"
"A Muggle chocolate bar?"
"Our grandparents are Muggles, remember? They introduced us to chocolate. And Kit Kats."
"And an addiction." Elise groaned.
"Oh, I'm a chocoholic here as well? I really wasn't much different, was I?"
"No. Anyway, come on. I need to sign to out." Jack grinned. "And you could do with a pair of shoes."
"Black, heeled boots, comfy." She grinned.
Her father conjured up a pair.
She squealed delightedly. "Those are exactly what I wanted. Thanks, Dad!"
He smiled. It was the first time she'd called him 'Dad'. "You're welcome, Kat."
Discharging her didn't take long. She finally drank the headache potion, which actually tasted nice, and then waited.
James and Sirius appeared with a woman and man that could only be James' parents. Especially when she realised the man had identical glasses and messy hair.
"Is it like a penchant with Potter men? To have messy hair?" She demanded, hands on hips.
"Yes." James grinned. "And to look almost exactly like their fathers, except for their eyes."
"And you are?" Mr. Potter asked.
"Kathryn Orenda. I'm awake."
"So I see."
"You're James' mum, right?" Kathryn asked.
"Yes."
"You feeling better?"
"Yes, thank you. Just an accident with a potion."
Kathryn gave an involuntary shudder.
"What's wrong?" Sirius asked.
"All I know of potions is that they usually taste nasty and in the future they'll be taught by a biased, greasy git." She replied.
"Language, Kathryn!" Elise warned.
Kathryn grinned. "Y'know, you sounded just like my mum in the coma. I guess I know who I based them on then. Tell me, is Dad a workaholic who works until endless hours of the night in a study in the cellar?"
"No. His study's in the dungeon." Jack informed her cheerfully.
"We have a dungeon?"
"Yeah, and a cellar, and several wings and attics. Not to mention a couple of ghosts and house elves." Leila informed her cheerfully.
"We're rich then?"
"Yes. But then Mum and Dad have good jobs and Grandma still lives there."
"Grandma?"
"Orenda. You'll meet her. She loved you. You're as bad she is."
"You said a biased greasy git will be teaching potions in the future. Not a Slytherin by any chance?" Sirius asked curiously.
"Of course it's a Slytherin. Slytherins only ever seem to teach potions. Probably because they feel at home in dark holes and corners, like the dungeons." Then Kathryn blanched. "Please tell me I'm not from a long line of Slytherins!"
"Certainly not. You're from a long line of Gryffindors." Olden informed her loftily.
"Whoo-hoo!"
"You have a strange way of putting things." Elise shook her head.
"You should have met a friend of mine in the coma. She really was insane. Couldn't stand Legolas, did horrible things to him in her fanfics. Can't see why, I mean, Orlando Bloom was gorgeous as an elf." (A/N: Had to put it in, lobo diablo. Hah!) Then Kathryn blanched, again. "Christ!"
"What?"
"I'm probably older than him!"
"Who?"
"Orlando Bloom! Aww, and he was so hot!"
"Good grief, who was he?"
"Actor. They made 'The Lord of the Rings' into a trilogy of three films. I'll have to wait years to see the last one." She sighed. "If I live that long. Anyway, can we go yet?"
Jack, who was signing her papers, grinned. "Yes. You do look a little pale, you know, Kit."
"Oh, I wonder why, possibly because I haven't seen the sun in five years?" Kathryn replied, her voice heavy with sarcasm.
Sirius grinned. "Ahh, the sweet sound of sarcasm."
Kathryn sighed. "Shut up, Padfoot." She taunted.
"Okay, you've gotta quit using those names." James informed her.
"Why, Prongs? Scared I'll get you into trouble?"
"Scared you're gonna tell everyone."
"Now why would I do that?"
"I don't know. Voldemort might have turned you evil."
"Me? Evil? I've been called wicked and bitch and worse in my day, but never evil! Besides..." she wrinkled her nose, "Moldyvort's got no hold over me."
James grinned. "Moldyvort?"
"That's what we called him."
"Great, perfect, I mean, better than perfect."
"Kathryn, we're leaving. You can talk to your friends at some other point in time." Elise told her.
"You mean I can tell them of their dastardly, dark and dreadful futures?"
"No, I'd rather you planned pranks with them than that. I also need to speak to Professor Dumbledore as well."
"Dumbledore's cool. Maybe a little off his rocker, but cool." Kathryn grinned.
"You're right there." James grinned.
"James! Come on." His mother called.
"Oh right."
The two families (plus Sirius) left, Jack waving goodbye (it wasn't yet the end of his shift).
Kathryn's hands flew to her eyes as bright sunlight hit them.
"OW! That hurts!" She yelled, stumbling.
"Kathryn? You okay?" Sirius asked, looking genuinely worried.
"My eyes..."
"You'll get used to it. It'll just take a while."
Kathryn nodded and was latched onto by her younger brother and sister, who insisted on dragging her everywhere now they actually had a sister who was active.
Eventually they entered the Leaky Cauldron for a drink.
As she entered, everyone paused. Kathryn frowned. Why would everyone stare at her so?
"You-You're Kathryn Orenda aren't you?" Tom, the barman asked.
"Yeah, why's everyone's staring like I'm some kind of freak?"
"Kat, you're famous." Sirius explained.
"Famous? I'm God-damn famous? I don't want to be famous!"
"Tough. Everyone knows it was Voldemort who attacked you. You survived."
"He did not use Avada Kedavra on me." Kathryn told him.
"So?"
"So? There's no need to stare at me like I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread! I just woke up from a coma this afternoon to find out that not only am I a witch, I'm a witch thrown twenty-three years into the past! The only things I know of your world are the future and a couple of snippets from the past!"
"What the fâ"
"FINISH THAT SENTENCE, SIRIUS CALHOUN BLACK, AND YOU WILL REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAYS! CHIRST, NOW I KNOW HOW HARRY FELT WHEN HE ENTERED THE GOD-DAMNED WIZARDING WORLD! DOES EVERYONE WANT TO STARE AT MY SCAR TOO?" Kathryn demanded.
"Scar, you don't have a scar." Elise frowned.
"Don't I?" Kathryn demanded. She yanked down one side of her sweater. There, on her perfectly formed collarbone, was a silvery scar in the shape of a perfect pentacle. (A/N: Pentacle means five-pointed star, lines through the star, like ones people can draw easily!)
"Kat, I..."
Kathryn burst into tears, falling to her knees. "I'm not famous! I'm just a kid thrown into the past, into a different world. I just want to be normal."
"You'll never be normal." Sirius told her, bent down to face her. "Normal is boring. Anyway, wait until next year and you can hex anyone who stares."
Kathryn gave a weak laugh. "Anyone got a Diet Coke?"
"What's that?"
Kathryn stared at him before shrieking: "AARGH, THEY DON'T HAVE DIET COKE! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?"
"Quit, complaining, Butterbeer's better." Her father ordered, shoving a drink into her hands.
She smiled weakly and stood up. "Thanks Dad. Sorry for the, er, dramatic display. I mean, I was due to get an A star in Drama."
He groaned. "You always did have a flair for the dramatic."
"Could I have been friends with Sirius and James and not have? Which reminds me, are you an Auror?"
"Yes."
"Top?"
"One of."
"And Mum?"
"I'm a reporter for 'The Daily Prophet'."
Kathryn looked at her in horror. "Don't tell me you're another Rita Skeeter."
"Rita Skeeter? Isn't she that ditzy blonde in Hufflepuff? Seventh-year?" James frowned.
Kathryn's eyes lit up. "She isn't?"
"I think she is."
Her face broke into a truly wicked smile. "Oh, God, thank you."
"Why?"
"Because I'm going to have a lot of fun with that bitch this year."
"Kathryn, you are not going to hex someone you haven't even met yet." Her father ordered.
"But she helped lower the integrity of 'The Daily Prophet'! Not that it had much to start with," she frowned, "and she's going to do nothing but cause trouble in the future."
"We have a real problem, haven't we?" Elise sighed.
"Yes. We know her, she's not changed. She'll hex or prank all of those who've been shown to have done bad things in the future."
"Hello, right here!" Kathryn stamped a foot.
They laughed and conversation turned to explaining everything Kathryn needed to know about the wizarding world. But she could not reveal anymore than tiny little facts to them, in fear that too much could be revealed before she spoke to Dumbledore. Who was on his way that very moment.
A/N: I have just gone through that chappie as well. Since I'm correcting mistakes and stuff. Okay. Onto the next chapter!
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