A/N:Okay, this chapter's devoted to the diary and photo album! Ron, Kit, twins, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione. It might be a little short, but I'm having some writer's block...
Chapter Twenty-Two: Take A Picture!
"So, you want to open it now?" Harry asked, looking at the thick leather tome with keen interest.
"Might as well! I'm curious as to where all she's been!" Kit said, picking it up. She was on the couch in the commonroom, sitting down with her legs across Ron's lap. Harry and the twins were with Hermione on the floor, and Ginny was in one of the squashy armchairs to their right.
Kit had decided that she wanted them to see the pictures with her. She and Ron had been going to look at them alone, but naturally Hermione, Harry, and the others wanted to share this moment. She pulled her legs from Ron's lap and slid down onto the floor, Ron following. Ginny came over, anxious to see what lie inside.
"Alright, I guess it's time then, eh?" Kit asked, the other's nodded ferverently as she opened it.
Kit cautiously opened the book, then grinned at what she found.
"You look just like her! Except for the hair color and the eyes, but...wow! You definitely have her smile..." Ginny said, smiling as Kit looked at the picture.
In the black and white photo, there stood her mother and father, laughing and playing with a baby that was most likely her. They were under a large tree, the leaves casting gray shade over the three. Kit flipped another page. It was before then, her parents wedding night.
"I thought you said your father was a vampire..." Ron said uncertainly, "He doesn't look like the one in our defense textbook."
"If you read that textbook," Hermione started cooly, "you would know that vampires can conceal their identities."
"Well, he did a pretty good job..." George said, grinning. "Who's that bloke beside him? He looks kind of familiar..."
Kit leaned in a little closer, then scowled, "It's Lucius Malfoy, my mum told me that he and my father were really close friends, even McGonagall said that they were buds back when he went here."
"Your dad went to school here?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, he was Slytherin..." Kit said simply, then turned another page.
"More wedding photos...now I know those three!" Harry said enthusiastically, "That's my mum and dad!"
"And Sirius!" Hermione whispered, "They must of been invited by your mother."
"Yeah, bet so," Kit said, nodding curtly, "Wait, there's a caption...'Zema with brother, and sister-in-law. Unknown male guest.'"
"Unknown!" Harry spat indignantly.
The picture was black-and-white, with James and Lily Potter smiling and talking to Zema and Sirius. They all looked up and waved at Kit, grinning and carrying on.
"Let's see the next one before Harry here has a conniption fit..." George sniggered.
Kit flipped the page and smiled, it was her mother and father with James and Lily at a party. Lily and Zema were both in lilac dress robes, and her father was wearing green like James. They're was a banner in the back with the legend, 'Congratulations Lily Potter!' that was just barely visible. This photo was in color, and the four were dancing.
"Must've been the baby shower..." Hermione said, then pointed to the sign below the banner that read in big bold letters, 'It's a boy!'
"She does look a bit heavy..." Ginny said, smiling. "Wouldn't you have already been concieved? I mean you're only two weeks younger then Harry."
Kit looked at her mother, and sure enough, "Yeah, look a bit closer at my mum..."
Kit turned the page after Ginny and Hermione had had their fill of talking about her mother being pregnant. Ron was the first to exclaim.
"It's you! You must've just been born!" Ron grinned, "You're hair is red though..."
"Oh, my hair wasn't purple until I was seven."
Kit turned to the next page and scowled, "It's us with the Malfoy's..."
Narcissa and Lucius were smirking from the picture, holding their son, Draco. He was about eighteen months old by the looks of it, and he was wearing the exact same smirk as now. Kit and her father were next to them, Kirk clutching a grinning her to him, one arm about his wife. Zema was wearing a plasticky smile, and looking at the Malfoy's with distaste. She looked up at them and grinned briefly, then went back to sulking. Narcissa left Draco with Lucius, then went and took Kit.
"Next picture..." Fred said, taking the book and flipping the page, "Lookit! It's ickle Kit and that nasty little Malfoy!"
Kit was on the wooden floor of a dimly lit room. She was about one years old now, and she and Draco were sleeping. Her mother and father were in the corner of the picture with Narcissa and the three were smiling fondly.
"Turn again..." Fred said, then flipped the page curtly, "Ah! This one's a bit newer. but no Kit..."
"This must be when my mother was staying with them, she said that that was te first place she went. Goodness, this must of been about when I was four, look at Draco..."
Draco was wearing little black robes, prancing about the picture as Narcissa and Zema talked quietly. Draco stopped briefly, posing for the picture taker, then took to pacing again.
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For the rest of the day, Kit told them about her life and explained a few things that she thought were important. She shared some memories she had from when she was young, how she used to sit in her room and think about her mother and father, wondering how they could get rid of her. When she was younger she didn't even know her parents were supposed to be dead. Madam Link had told her that her parents were supposedly dead when she was six.
Fred and George were quiet, but everyone else pressed on, Harry asking, "Did you ever try to find out what happened?"
Kit frowned slightly, "Well I did once, I went to where she had said we used to live, but it was just so...so depressing. I did get to go inside, even though new people lived there, they said they had indeed bought the house from a veelan woman. They let me look around and then gave me a box of things that used to be mine. I have them in my trunk upstairs, but the people said that she was looking horrible and sickly, so I believed she was dead."
"What all did you get?" Ginny asked, shifting in her chair. They had all relocated, Harry sprawled on the couch, Kit and Ron curled in another squishy chair, and Hermione and the twins on the floor.
"I might show you later, but right now we need to go to dinner. Ron?"
And with that, she stood up, followed by Ron, and left the room.
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A/N: I know, I know...it's awfully short, but I don't really want to write anymore today...sorry. *The three glare at her, scowling.* What? *Ron and Harry shake their heads and Kit pouts.* Whatever, don't get mad at me! I don't really feel like writing! *Kit sits down in a huff, looking thoroughly disgruntled, Ron sits beside and copies, looking slightly out of place.* Well, goodbye everyone!
Chapter Twenty-Two: Take A Picture!
"So, you want to open it now?" Harry asked, looking at the thick leather tome with keen interest.
"Might as well! I'm curious as to where all she's been!" Kit said, picking it up. She was on the couch in the commonroom, sitting down with her legs across Ron's lap. Harry and the twins were with Hermione on the floor, and Ginny was in one of the squashy armchairs to their right.
Kit had decided that she wanted them to see the pictures with her. She and Ron had been going to look at them alone, but naturally Hermione, Harry, and the others wanted to share this moment. She pulled her legs from Ron's lap and slid down onto the floor, Ron following. Ginny came over, anxious to see what lie inside.
"Alright, I guess it's time then, eh?" Kit asked, the other's nodded ferverently as she opened it.
Kit cautiously opened the book, then grinned at what she found.
"You look just like her! Except for the hair color and the eyes, but...wow! You definitely have her smile..." Ginny said, smiling as Kit looked at the picture.
In the black and white photo, there stood her mother and father, laughing and playing with a baby that was most likely her. They were under a large tree, the leaves casting gray shade over the three. Kit flipped another page. It was before then, her parents wedding night.
"I thought you said your father was a vampire..." Ron said uncertainly, "He doesn't look like the one in our defense textbook."
"If you read that textbook," Hermione started cooly, "you would know that vampires can conceal their identities."
"Well, he did a pretty good job..." George said, grinning. "Who's that bloke beside him? He looks kind of familiar..."
Kit leaned in a little closer, then scowled, "It's Lucius Malfoy, my mum told me that he and my father were really close friends, even McGonagall said that they were buds back when he went here."
"Your dad went to school here?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, he was Slytherin..." Kit said simply, then turned another page.
"More wedding photos...now I know those three!" Harry said enthusiastically, "That's my mum and dad!"
"And Sirius!" Hermione whispered, "They must of been invited by your mother."
"Yeah, bet so," Kit said, nodding curtly, "Wait, there's a caption...'Zema with brother, and sister-in-law. Unknown male guest.'"
"Unknown!" Harry spat indignantly.
The picture was black-and-white, with James and Lily Potter smiling and talking to Zema and Sirius. They all looked up and waved at Kit, grinning and carrying on.
"Let's see the next one before Harry here has a conniption fit..." George sniggered.
Kit flipped the page and smiled, it was her mother and father with James and Lily at a party. Lily and Zema were both in lilac dress robes, and her father was wearing green like James. They're was a banner in the back with the legend, 'Congratulations Lily Potter!' that was just barely visible. This photo was in color, and the four were dancing.
"Must've been the baby shower..." Hermione said, then pointed to the sign below the banner that read in big bold letters, 'It's a boy!'
"She does look a bit heavy..." Ginny said, smiling. "Wouldn't you have already been concieved? I mean you're only two weeks younger then Harry."
Kit looked at her mother, and sure enough, "Yeah, look a bit closer at my mum..."
Kit turned the page after Ginny and Hermione had had their fill of talking about her mother being pregnant. Ron was the first to exclaim.
"It's you! You must've just been born!" Ron grinned, "You're hair is red though..."
"Oh, my hair wasn't purple until I was seven."
Kit turned to the next page and scowled, "It's us with the Malfoy's..."
Narcissa and Lucius were smirking from the picture, holding their son, Draco. He was about eighteen months old by the looks of it, and he was wearing the exact same smirk as now. Kit and her father were next to them, Kirk clutching a grinning her to him, one arm about his wife. Zema was wearing a plasticky smile, and looking at the Malfoy's with distaste. She looked up at them and grinned briefly, then went back to sulking. Narcissa left Draco with Lucius, then went and took Kit.
"Next picture..." Fred said, taking the book and flipping the page, "Lookit! It's ickle Kit and that nasty little Malfoy!"
Kit was on the wooden floor of a dimly lit room. She was about one years old now, and she and Draco were sleeping. Her mother and father were in the corner of the picture with Narcissa and the three were smiling fondly.
"Turn again..." Fred said, then flipped the page curtly, "Ah! This one's a bit newer. but no Kit..."
"This must be when my mother was staying with them, she said that that was te first place she went. Goodness, this must of been about when I was four, look at Draco..."
Draco was wearing little black robes, prancing about the picture as Narcissa and Zema talked quietly. Draco stopped briefly, posing for the picture taker, then took to pacing again.
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For the rest of the day, Kit told them about her life and explained a few things that she thought were important. She shared some memories she had from when she was young, how she used to sit in her room and think about her mother and father, wondering how they could get rid of her. When she was younger she didn't even know her parents were supposed to be dead. Madam Link had told her that her parents were supposedly dead when she was six.
Fred and George were quiet, but everyone else pressed on, Harry asking, "Did you ever try to find out what happened?"
Kit frowned slightly, "Well I did once, I went to where she had said we used to live, but it was just so...so depressing. I did get to go inside, even though new people lived there, they said they had indeed bought the house from a veelan woman. They let me look around and then gave me a box of things that used to be mine. I have them in my trunk upstairs, but the people said that she was looking horrible and sickly, so I believed she was dead."
"What all did you get?" Ginny asked, shifting in her chair. They had all relocated, Harry sprawled on the couch, Kit and Ron curled in another squishy chair, and Hermione and the twins on the floor.
"I might show you later, but right now we need to go to dinner. Ron?"
And with that, she stood up, followed by Ron, and left the room.
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A/N: I know, I know...it's awfully short, but I don't really want to write anymore today...sorry. *The three glare at her, scowling.* What? *Ron and Harry shake their heads and Kit pouts.* Whatever, don't get mad at me! I don't really feel like writing! *Kit sits down in a huff, looking thoroughly disgruntled, Ron sits beside and copies, looking slightly out of place.* Well, goodbye everyone!