Chapter Four: Nothing Out of the Ordinary...
Kit glanced over at Harry, still not fully used to having a cousin. She knew he was famous for that scar on his forehead, but he wasn't the only famous one. She was famous too.
"So, are you excited about coming to Hogwarts to stay?" Harry asked, smiling at her.
"Very, but I still wonder why exactly I didn't know about you at all...no seemed to know I had any relation!" Kit shrugged and smiled back, showing off her white teeth again.
Hagrid led them past Zonko's, heading for the Three Broomsticks. Harry tugged at his hair, trying to make it set down normally.
"C'mon, Rosmerta is expectin' ya all soon!" Hagrid said, pushing open the doors.
The tavern was completely empty, smelling of lemons. Kit spotted a woman wiping down the bar. They all walked up by her and watched Hagrid tap her on the shoulder. The woman turned around, smiling warmly at him.
She had short, curly black hair, bouncing around her face. Her eyes were a bright green and she was wearing a blue apron over a yellow dress. She was a very curvy woman, quite beautiful in fact.
"This, is Rosmerta." Hagrid announced to Kit.
"Katherine, I haven't seen you since you were a baby! Your hair isn't burgandy anymore, what happened to it?" Rosmerta exclaimed, hugging her profusely.
"Wait a minute! Who are you and how do you know me?!" Kit asked shrilly, pushing her away. She knew it was rude, but she had no idea who this woman was.
"Oh, I forgot! I'm your godmother. Your mother was my closest friend." Rosmerta looked at Kit appologetically. "I was supposed to come and get you, but I felt you'd be safer with Albus."
"Albus? Albus Dumbledore?" Kit asked curiously, "He's the headmaster, right?"
"Yes, that would be him. I'll still visit often, but I'm sure with your connection to Harry, you are in danger."
"What do you mean, her connection to me? Does this have anything to do with Vold- sorry, I mean You-Know-Who?" Harry asked stepping protectively by Kit.
"Yes, she is a Bewitcher, as I'm sure Sirius told you, and she has extraordinary talent. He'd do anything to take that away from you."
"I'm in danger? First, I find out that I have family. Second, I find out that he is the famous Harry Potter. Now, I find that I have a godmother, who knows that Voldemort wants to kill me! When did my life become so complicated!"
Everyone stared at Kit. All with looks of shock on their faces.
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Dumbledore swept into the staffroom, carrying the Sorting Hat. He was accompanied by Professor McGonagall. Harry stood by Kit, who was shaking nervously. She sat down as they approached.
"Katherine, are you sure you want to try it on? You could just reside with Harry in Gryffindor." McGonagall asked, setting the hat on a table.
"No, I want to make sure that I am in the right house. If I am related to him, maybe I'll go to the same house." Kit replied.
"Katherine, do you know anything about your parents?" Dumbledore asked, sitting beside her.
"Only that my father was a vampire and my mother a veela." Kit said confused.
"Your father went here, at Hogwarts. At the same time your father went here, Harry." Dumbledore said seriously, "He was a Slytherin. I only allowed him here, because he wasn't at all a dangerous vampire. His parents told me the one thing to do to control him."
"What was that?" Kit asked, leaning forward interestedly.
"Whistle. It was the oddest thing I ever saw too." He said, chuckling. " Everytime he looked as if he were turning, I'd whistle, and then he would close his eyes and start to sing whatever tune I had whistled."
"Well," McGonagall pressed, "Are you ready to be sorted?"
Kit nodded, straightening up herself. She took the hat, setting it on her head. Harry watched anxiously as the hat sprang to life.
"Hmm...you cannot be placed. No way to choose between the snake or lion!" The Hat harrumphed, sighed, then slumped over.
Dumbledore pulled the hat off, a look of amusement on his face. Harry couldn't grasp what had happened. Instead, he decided to ask.
"What exactly is wrong, Professor?" Harry asked McGonagall, who was also slightly amused.
"This has happened only once before!" McGonagall announced proudly. "The last time it happened was when a young Kirk Clivelle tried it on."
Kit seemed even more confused to Harry. He shrugged and watched them tickle the Hat .(yes I said tickle!) The Sorting Hat sputtered angrily as they set it back on her head. It started to rock back and forth.
"Friendship, 20%; courage, 40%; wit, 30%; cunning, 10%!" The hat exclaimed, then stood straight up. "Gryffindor!"
Harry smiled widely as Kit removed the hat, setting it on a table. Dumbledore retrieved it, sweeping out of the room, leaving Harry and Professor McGonagall alone with her.
"Another Gryffindor! How delightful!" McGonagall said giddilly, quite out of character. "I only hope you aren't like your father! He and Severus were quite good friends, them and Lucius Malfloy always reeked havoc against my house!"
"Well, I guess I better show to Gryffindor Tower! Shall we?" Harry asked, standing.
"Yes," McGonagall said, regaining her civilized demeanor, "It is quite late. I expect you both would like to awake early to head to Diagon Alley. Tom has invited you to stay until the term starts."
"Tom?" Kit asked, she had never been to Diagon Alley.
"Yes, he works at the pub, the Leaky Cauldron." Harry answered. "Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter?"
"What time should we wake?"
"About ten would be fine, I'm sure. Professor Dumbledore shall see you both there by Apparation." McGonagall turned, leaving them in the deserted staffroom.
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Kit stretched, yawning and brushing a curl from her face. She and Harry had stayed up all night, catching up and talking. They both had camped out in the commonroom with blankets and pillows from their beds. All night, Kit heard about Ron and Hermione and all the wonderful things they had done together. She also heard about Draco Malfloy and the other Slytherin's, such as Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson. They finally fell asleep at about three in the morning.
"C'mon! It's 10:30, McGonagall just came in." Harry exclaimed, hastily pulling the covers from her face.
Kit groaned and hoisted herself out of the chair, stepping clumsily to the floor and stubbing her toe. Harry grabbed her blankets and folded them, laying them on the floor beside his.
"Oh..." Kit moaned, grabbing her toe and jumping around. "I'll go get my stuff, are you already ready?"
"Yeah, just need to brush my teeth!" Harry stated, running up the stairs. Kit followed him, stepping into the girl's dormitories.
She bounded over to her dresser, pulling out a silvery, long-sleeved button-up shirt. She pushed close the drawer and pulled open another, grabbing a pair of khaki capri's. Kit ran into the bathroom, pulling off her pajama shirt and replacing it with the other, then taking off the silk shorts and replacing them with the capri's. She looked into the mirror, grabbing the brush she had stowed away. After putting her purple hair into two plaits, letting the curls lay in front of her, she brushed her teeth.
"Are you ready?" Harry yelled from the doorway to the girl's room.
"Yeah, just need to get my shoes." Kit said, running out to the closet and pulling out a pair of clog sandals. "Okay."
Kit stepped into them then met Harry outside in the hall. He was wearing an oversized shirt and very baggy jeans.
"Do you want me to---?"
Harry nodded and Kit waved her hand at his clothes, transfiguring them into a pair of blue denim cargo's and a button-up, black, silk shirt. Harry smiled and grabbed the suitcases they had packed last night for their stay. Kit followed him down the stairs and grabbed his arm.
"What is it?" He asked, looking at her confused.
"You know how I'm a Bewitcher?" Kit asked, continuing as Harry nodded, "Well, I can teleport, you know, informal Apparation."
Harry still stared, not sure what she met. Kit sighed and closed her eyes, still gripping his arm.
"Ereht Eme Kat." She whispered, sparks eminating from her body. "Ylki uq!"
They dissapeared in a blinding white flash, being pulled at a fastening pace. Harry felt his stomach drop as they appeared once more. In the Staffroom.
"Whoa..." Harry breathed, gasping for air.
"Well?" Kit asked, flipping her hair, distinctly unruffled. "I love it...don't you?"
Harry gaped at her wordlessly, barely noticing Professor Dumbledore leaning against the wall. Kit smiled at Harry, turning to face the professor.
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A/N: I like short chapters...not really but i have bad bad bad BAD evil writer's block! *Harry and Kit chuckle, both hiding something behind their backs* What, what is it?! *Kit shakes her head mischieviously* Damn you woman! give it to me! *Harry nods and holds out his hand.* YOU STOLE MISTER FLUFFY! THAT'S MY ONLY MUSE! *Kit holds out her hands* YOU TOOK MS. SNOOKIES! DAMN YOU ALL!
Kit glanced over at Harry, still not fully used to having a cousin. She knew he was famous for that scar on his forehead, but he wasn't the only famous one. She was famous too.
"So, are you excited about coming to Hogwarts to stay?" Harry asked, smiling at her.
"Very, but I still wonder why exactly I didn't know about you at all...no seemed to know I had any relation!" Kit shrugged and smiled back, showing off her white teeth again.
Hagrid led them past Zonko's, heading for the Three Broomsticks. Harry tugged at his hair, trying to make it set down normally.
"C'mon, Rosmerta is expectin' ya all soon!" Hagrid said, pushing open the doors.
The tavern was completely empty, smelling of lemons. Kit spotted a woman wiping down the bar. They all walked up by her and watched Hagrid tap her on the shoulder. The woman turned around, smiling warmly at him.
She had short, curly black hair, bouncing around her face. Her eyes were a bright green and she was wearing a blue apron over a yellow dress. She was a very curvy woman, quite beautiful in fact.
"This, is Rosmerta." Hagrid announced to Kit.
"Katherine, I haven't seen you since you were a baby! Your hair isn't burgandy anymore, what happened to it?" Rosmerta exclaimed, hugging her profusely.
"Wait a minute! Who are you and how do you know me?!" Kit asked shrilly, pushing her away. She knew it was rude, but she had no idea who this woman was.
"Oh, I forgot! I'm your godmother. Your mother was my closest friend." Rosmerta looked at Kit appologetically. "I was supposed to come and get you, but I felt you'd be safer with Albus."
"Albus? Albus Dumbledore?" Kit asked curiously, "He's the headmaster, right?"
"Yes, that would be him. I'll still visit often, but I'm sure with your connection to Harry, you are in danger."
"What do you mean, her connection to me? Does this have anything to do with Vold- sorry, I mean You-Know-Who?" Harry asked stepping protectively by Kit.
"Yes, she is a Bewitcher, as I'm sure Sirius told you, and she has extraordinary talent. He'd do anything to take that away from you."
"I'm in danger? First, I find out that I have family. Second, I find out that he is the famous Harry Potter. Now, I find that I have a godmother, who knows that Voldemort wants to kill me! When did my life become so complicated!"
Everyone stared at Kit. All with looks of shock on their faces.
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Dumbledore swept into the staffroom, carrying the Sorting Hat. He was accompanied by Professor McGonagall. Harry stood by Kit, who was shaking nervously. She sat down as they approached.
"Katherine, are you sure you want to try it on? You could just reside with Harry in Gryffindor." McGonagall asked, setting the hat on a table.
"No, I want to make sure that I am in the right house. If I am related to him, maybe I'll go to the same house." Kit replied.
"Katherine, do you know anything about your parents?" Dumbledore asked, sitting beside her.
"Only that my father was a vampire and my mother a veela." Kit said confused.
"Your father went here, at Hogwarts. At the same time your father went here, Harry." Dumbledore said seriously, "He was a Slytherin. I only allowed him here, because he wasn't at all a dangerous vampire. His parents told me the one thing to do to control him."
"What was that?" Kit asked, leaning forward interestedly.
"Whistle. It was the oddest thing I ever saw too." He said, chuckling. " Everytime he looked as if he were turning, I'd whistle, and then he would close his eyes and start to sing whatever tune I had whistled."
"Well," McGonagall pressed, "Are you ready to be sorted?"
Kit nodded, straightening up herself. She took the hat, setting it on her head. Harry watched anxiously as the hat sprang to life.
"Hmm...you cannot be placed. No way to choose between the snake or lion!" The Hat harrumphed, sighed, then slumped over.
Dumbledore pulled the hat off, a look of amusement on his face. Harry couldn't grasp what had happened. Instead, he decided to ask.
"What exactly is wrong, Professor?" Harry asked McGonagall, who was also slightly amused.
"This has happened only once before!" McGonagall announced proudly. "The last time it happened was when a young Kirk Clivelle tried it on."
Kit seemed even more confused to Harry. He shrugged and watched them tickle the Hat .(yes I said tickle!) The Sorting Hat sputtered angrily as they set it back on her head. It started to rock back and forth.
"Friendship, 20%; courage, 40%; wit, 30%; cunning, 10%!" The hat exclaimed, then stood straight up. "Gryffindor!"
Harry smiled widely as Kit removed the hat, setting it on a table. Dumbledore retrieved it, sweeping out of the room, leaving Harry and Professor McGonagall alone with her.
"Another Gryffindor! How delightful!" McGonagall said giddilly, quite out of character. "I only hope you aren't like your father! He and Severus were quite good friends, them and Lucius Malfloy always reeked havoc against my house!"
"Well, I guess I better show to Gryffindor Tower! Shall we?" Harry asked, standing.
"Yes," McGonagall said, regaining her civilized demeanor, "It is quite late. I expect you both would like to awake early to head to Diagon Alley. Tom has invited you to stay until the term starts."
"Tom?" Kit asked, she had never been to Diagon Alley.
"Yes, he works at the pub, the Leaky Cauldron." Harry answered. "Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter?"
"What time should we wake?"
"About ten would be fine, I'm sure. Professor Dumbledore shall see you both there by Apparation." McGonagall turned, leaving them in the deserted staffroom.
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Kit stretched, yawning and brushing a curl from her face. She and Harry had stayed up all night, catching up and talking. They both had camped out in the commonroom with blankets and pillows from their beds. All night, Kit heard about Ron and Hermione and all the wonderful things they had done together. She also heard about Draco Malfloy and the other Slytherin's, such as Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson. They finally fell asleep at about three in the morning.
"C'mon! It's 10:30, McGonagall just came in." Harry exclaimed, hastily pulling the covers from her face.
Kit groaned and hoisted herself out of the chair, stepping clumsily to the floor and stubbing her toe. Harry grabbed her blankets and folded them, laying them on the floor beside his.
"Oh..." Kit moaned, grabbing her toe and jumping around. "I'll go get my stuff, are you already ready?"
"Yeah, just need to brush my teeth!" Harry stated, running up the stairs. Kit followed him, stepping into the girl's dormitories.
She bounded over to her dresser, pulling out a silvery, long-sleeved button-up shirt. She pushed close the drawer and pulled open another, grabbing a pair of khaki capri's. Kit ran into the bathroom, pulling off her pajama shirt and replacing it with the other, then taking off the silk shorts and replacing them with the capri's. She looked into the mirror, grabbing the brush she had stowed away. After putting her purple hair into two plaits, letting the curls lay in front of her, she brushed her teeth.
"Are you ready?" Harry yelled from the doorway to the girl's room.
"Yeah, just need to get my shoes." Kit said, running out to the closet and pulling out a pair of clog sandals. "Okay."
Kit stepped into them then met Harry outside in the hall. He was wearing an oversized shirt and very baggy jeans.
"Do you want me to---?"
Harry nodded and Kit waved her hand at his clothes, transfiguring them into a pair of blue denim cargo's and a button-up, black, silk shirt. Harry smiled and grabbed the suitcases they had packed last night for their stay. Kit followed him down the stairs and grabbed his arm.
"What is it?" He asked, looking at her confused.
"You know how I'm a Bewitcher?" Kit asked, continuing as Harry nodded, "Well, I can teleport, you know, informal Apparation."
Harry still stared, not sure what she met. Kit sighed and closed her eyes, still gripping his arm.
"Ereht Eme Kat." She whispered, sparks eminating from her body. "Ylki uq!"
They dissapeared in a blinding white flash, being pulled at a fastening pace. Harry felt his stomach drop as they appeared once more. In the Staffroom.
"Whoa..." Harry breathed, gasping for air.
"Well?" Kit asked, flipping her hair, distinctly unruffled. "I love it...don't you?"
Harry gaped at her wordlessly, barely noticing Professor Dumbledore leaning against the wall. Kit smiled at Harry, turning to face the professor.
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A/N: I like short chapters...not really but i have bad bad bad BAD evil writer's block! *Harry and Kit chuckle, both hiding something behind their backs* What, what is it?! *Kit shakes her head mischieviously* Damn you woman! give it to me! *Harry nods and holds out his hand.* YOU STOLE MISTER FLUFFY! THAT'S MY ONLY MUSE! *Kit holds out her hands* YOU TOOK MS. SNOOKIES! DAMN YOU ALL!