Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns all characters except Kat Black and her mother. IF I owned Harry Potter, I would have lots of money and a fabulous life and be publishing the novel I have worked on for years instead of suffering through my summer homework.
Knock! Knock! KNOCK!
Kat Black groaned as she rolled over in her bed. She had the worst headache in the history of cranial pains. Picking her head up off the pillow, she glanced at the clock on the wall. 9:58? Who in their right mind would wake a girl up at this ungodly hour? "Alohamora." The door clicked open. "What the hell? GO away!" She shoved her head back under the pillow without looking to see who it was.
"I believe," a voice said, "that it would be unwise to curse at the master of the house you are currently residing in." His voice crackled with harshness. Kat turned over, "You seemed fine with my being here yesterday. Lucius Malfoy waved that off coolly. "I merely wished to refrain from spoiling relations with my wife so soon after reconciliation." Kat assumed he and the little woman had been fighting. "That's sweet," Kat grimaced, "but obviously you're stuck with me if want to get any from the wifey." That said Kat plopped back into the pillow.
"O no you don't missy," the man said grabbing her hair and pulling her up. "What the hell are you doing?" she screeched smacking his hand away. Mr. Malfoy loomed over her menacingly. "As long as you live in my house you obey my rules." Kat rolled her eyes and climbed out of the bed ready to do battle. He pushed his wand at her chest.
"Rule 1: You listen to me when I'm speaking to you. 2: Drop the innocent act. Narcissa may believe you but I don't." Kat pouted, "You have no proof." He cackled and pointed to the balcony where her motorcycle balanced uneasily on a kickstand. "You drive a muggle vehicle that has been magically tampered with: that alone could get you in deep with the ministry." Kat blanched she always forgot to hide the damn thing when she came home late at night. Lucius went on and on for at least ten more minutes about how she had to play nice with Draco (no more accidentally slamming doors on Sleeping Beauty's head) and behave properly when guests were around. "Speaking of," he ended, "I have a few very important guests attending dinner, friends of your father's you might say. So be on time and look decent." He turned and left. "Transvestite," She screamed after him.
Narcissa came later and tried to warn Kat about what Lucius had planned, but Kat did not want to know. She had spent the morning performing cloaking charms on her motorcycle and stashing away bottles of fire whiskey Ayden had left the night before. Now she just wanted to get the night over with, hopefully without any surprises from Lucius.
When she entered the living room that evening, Kat found the Malfoy family with two guests. "You're late," Draco whispered as she took a seat beside him. "Yeah, and you resemble small rodents. We all have to deal with our faults, Draco dearest." He smirked at her, "Funny girl. Go meet our guests." The pair of them walked toward her with Lucius. He smirked at her. "I'd like to introduce Peter Pettigrew and Bellatrix Lestrange, Narcissa's sister." (A/N: I thought seriously about ending it here.) Kat's grin uncurled wickedly. She extended her hand politely. "Peter, I have heard all about you. Since I was born my mother told me stories about the Marauders." She turned to Draco and winked. "Mr. Pettigrew, you must sit by at dinner." She took him by the arm and led him into the dining room leaving the rest confused. Bellatrix turned to her sister, "Does that girl know we're responsible for the old dog's death?" Narcissa shrugged and escorted her sister to dinner.
At dinner things got a little more… interesting, the Malfoy family was most appalled as the daughter of Sirius Black shamelessly flirted with the man who betrayed him and sent him to prison and even more appalled at the Death Eater's drooling. Of course, being the pathetic little rat he was, he rarely received this kind of attention from females. "Peter," she laughed flirtatiously, "It was so amazing how you betrayed your friends like that to follow the Dark Lord's orders." 'Amazingly cowardly' she thought as she snaked a hand up his knee before turning back to her food. Minutes later she felt his own hand on the hem of her skirt and smirked to herself before turning to him. "Why, Peter! I'm half your age. You dirty old man," she giggled. Reaching over with the hand farthest from her, she grabbed a hold of her steak knife and stabbed in a some what strategic area. "Just to reassure that we don't have any more little traitors running around," she hissed into his ear. Then she stood up as he shrieked in pain. "How dare you try and grope me, Peter Pettigrew! I am a minor!" With that she stalked out catching a glimpse of a livid Lucius as she left. Well, the old drag queen could just hate her all he wanted.
Kat had just entered the hall when she heard heels clicking on the marble behind her. "So you think you'll get away with this do you?" Kat turned to see Bellatrix Lestrange following her. "You won't, little girl. Because everyone here is bigger and stronger than you. I'll take care of you just like I took care of your father." Kat stopped dead in her tracks. "You were the one who killed him?" Bellatrix laughed, "Of course I did." Kat fumbled for her wand only to find she had left it in her room so she settled instead for punching the older woman hard in the mouth. "Crucio!" The other woman had clearly not forgotten her wand and sent Kat writhing on the ground. "Careful, little kitty," the witch taunted, "We'd hate to have to send you to see Daddy at such a young age." Bellatrix released the curse after a few minutes and Kat lay gasping for air. Bellatrix leaned over her and kicked her, "You only stay safe here because of my sister's soft heart towards family. Lucius will break soon if you don't start behaving." Kat heard the heels clicking away from her. "Oh," Bellatrix added, "You might want to put a little muscle behind that punch before try taking on anyone else. The flab might slow you down a bit." "Mark my words, Bellatrix Lestrange. The next time we meet I Will kill you. I will!" Bellatrix just laughed and walked away. "I will. I swear it."
Kat collapsed back on the ground. She could hear Narcissa fussing over Pettigrew's …injuries. Slowly she picked herself up off the ground and brushed herself off. "I guess you'll have to stop teasing me about getting knocked out now," Draco cackled as he came around the corner. Kat turned on him, "No, Sleeping Beauty, it does not. I was unarmed and got an Unforgivable. You got your ass kicked by a freaking piece of wood." She stormed up to her room and slammed the door behind her. She needed a subtler plan and an extra wand. And a buns of steel video apparently.
A/N: I am so sorry for the disgusting length of time it took me to update my grandfather is dying and we have been in Florida visiting him. I plan to continue this story as though the wonderful HBP never occurred as I came up with this story line a long time ago and can't find a good way to change it to fit the sixth book. Thank you so much to all my reviewers I love you! Btw someone asked if Draco got hit with a tranquilizer dart, I hope that got cleared up in this chapter. I'm sorry if some of my characters are a little out of character. Anyways PLEASE REVIEW! But no flames please because they make me cranky and then my friends can't stand me.