This chapter is super long like…12 pages Don't be discouraged, I doubt the rest of them will be this long…I'm just too lazy to split it up

"Mom, I'm home." A fifteen year old Catherine Potter called to her mother as she walked into her house.

"I'm in the kitchen, Sweet." Lily Evans called to her daughter. Catherine threw down her bag and kicked off her shoes and walked into the kitchen, where her mother was cutting potatoes in half to make mashed potatoes.

"How was school?" Lily asked as Catherine grabbed a mug and poured herself some tea.

"It was alright. We learned a new dialect in Ancient Runes, and had to burst bubo tubers in Magical Plants 5. That was awful because Ashley got a really big bubble and is squirted the pus on her face, but Mrs. Arquette, that's the school nurse, said that her nose should be down to it's normal size in about a week."

"Oh poor Ashley." Lily said, "Was she hurt at all."

"Nothing permanent, except for a bruised ego because Cameron saw her nose."

"Oh, well that's not too serious, so what else happened."

"Well, my transfiguration teacher was really proud of me because I transfigured the raccoon into a pillow before anyone else did. I swear, Mr. Davis needs to teach a grade higher if he gets that excited in an honours class. Then I got my Arithmancy test back." Catherine said.

"How did you do?" Lily asked, drying her hands and sitting next to her daughter.

"98, those two points were because I didn't see that we were supposed to make a square chart, not a circular one."

"That's good," Lily said, "Do you have any homework?"

"No, Mom, it's Friday." Catherine said

"Oh, right. When I went to school in England, the teachers never missed an opportunity to give us homework." Lily said.

"Mum, you went to a boarding school. I go to a day school. The teachers aren't always breathing down your neck." Catherine pointed out.

"That's true, even though sometimes I wish they would." Lily said, eyeing her daughter.

"Sorry Mum, but Seeing 101 and Magical Creature Care don't make sense to me. There is no right or wrong answer, yet they always seem to take marks off." Catherine said, "And anyway, I brought my Seeing mark up to a B."

"Well done." Lily said. "I need to talk to you about something really important, now."

"Mum, you already told me about the birds and the bees." Catherine said, shuddering.

"No, it's not about that…well it kind of is, but not really." Lily said, "I received an owl today. Guess who from."

"Well, it can't be Nanny and Granddad because they're muggles. It can't be Rachel because you're telling me about it." Catherine said, putting her calculating mind to work. Rachel was her mothers best friend who lived on the other side of Salem. Sometimes she would send Lily letters so Catherine couldn't hear what was going on through the phone or floo. "It can't be Alice because she doesn't have an owl."

"You're right on all accounts." Lily said, looking down, biting her lip.

"Well, who else sends us letters?" Catherine said, as her eyes widened. "Did you get sacked?" Catherine said, panicking.

"No, of course I didn't," Lily said.

"The only other people who send us letters are James and Harry." Catherine said. Lily looked up and looked at her daughter. "Oh you can't be serious."

Lily nodded.

"But they never write to you, it's always to me, and only on my birthday." Catherine said. "Did someone die?"

"No, nobody died." Lily said.

"What do they want, then?" Catherine said. For the first time in her life, she was completely befuddled.

"Why don't you just read the letters. There is one for me and one for you. I didn't read yours, so don't worry." Lily said, taking the envelope out of her pocket and handing it to her daughter.

Catherine began to read Lily's first.

To Lily,

I know this letter will come as a shock, but it's for the sake of our children. Our children have lived their entire lives without knowing each other. They are twins, and they don't know what each other look like.

I know that they will never feel completely right until they get to know each other. Harry is starting to go through his moody stages and I think it will be beneficial to have his sister, someone who he can always find, but is not his parent, there for him.

Harry told me that he would like to get to know you too Lily. I showed him an old photo, when he was home for Christmas ,that I have of you, and now he can't stop writing from Hogwarts and asking questions about you. He can't get over how beautiful you are. I know that we didn't work out, but I think that we can put up with each other for the sake of our children.

Harry also told me that he would like to see Salem, so we were wondering if it could be at all possible for Harry and I to visit you and Kat. Before you throw this letter in the fire, please remember it is for our kids.

Please show this letter to Kat, and there is also one for her enclosed, and one from Harry for her too.

You're Friend,

James.

Catherine looked up from the letter after she finished it and looked at her mother. Lily looked at her.

"I can tell James wants to see how beautiful you have become." Lily said, stroking her daughters hair.

Catherine was, indeed, very pretty. She had long, jet black hair, that always looked slightly windblown, and bright green eyes. She had a heart shaped face, and was tall and thin, but not lanky, but not incredibly curvy either. She had a pretty athletic body, from playing football for so long. She wore thin framed glasses, which she had recently changed to contacts.

"Mom, don't you want to see Harry?" Catherine asked.

"Of course I do. He's my baby boy. I bet he looks like you're father, like you do." Lily said, stroking the side of Catherine's smooth face. "Don't you want to see Harry and James?"

"I want to see Harry, but I'm not sure about James. I mean, he cheated on you, and I'm afraid I might jump on him and pummel him." Catherine said.

"Well, why don't you read your letters and then we'll talk about it." Lily suggested.

Catherine picked out another letter and began to read that one.

My Darling Daughter Kat (I used to call you that as a baby),

Before I say anything, I just want to apologize for the way I treated your mother. I just want you to know that it isn't her fault or yours and Harry's that we got a divorce. It is wholly mine, and I don't go a day without thinking about what could have been. I hope that you have read or heard about the letter that I sent to your mother, but I wanted to ask your permission also.

You don't have to acknowledge my existence if we do come, but I want you to get to know your brother before you get too old and lose any connection you ever had with one another. I just want to know what you look like, what you sound like. I'm sure you are beautiful inside and out.

Thank you for getting this far in the letter, and I again apologize. Harry sent me a short note from school that he would like enclosed with your letter.

Love always and forever,

James/ Dad (you don't have to call me that if you don't want to)

Catherine's eyes widened finished the letter. She had never actually thought of James as her father, just her mother's ex-husband, but now it dawned on her that she did have a father, and even thought he may have been a useless lout, even though she was incredibly angry with him, she may have been able to tolerate him. She looked in the envelope for a piece of parchment from Harry, which she found.

Hey Catherine,

Did you read Dad's letter yet? I don't know what it says except that we want to come see you and Lily during the Summertime. I guess I am just realizing that I do have a sister half way around the world. Before, it was kind of a There-is-a-girl-with-the-same-birthday-as-me-in-America thing, but Dad sent me a picture of Lily holding the two of us in the hospital, and it's weird to think that we were that close and don't remember it. I really want to meet you and Lily. Lily is really pretty and I sit there and think 'Wow…Dad was an idiot.' I really hope that you can let us come and stay. You should write me back at Hogwarts if you can. I don't know if an owl can make it that far, though.

Your brother (that feels kind of weird),

Harry

Catherine put the letter down on the table and stared at it for a moment, slightly confounded by this out-of-the-blue communication. She looked over at her mother and sighed.

"Mom, please let Harry and James come and stay. Harry seems like a really nice kid, and he's my brother. I know that James likes me, and I swear that I shall not pummel him in public…well, maybe not in the airport anyway. Please, please, please, please." Catherine begged through her tears. "I promise I won't do anything wrong, and I'll bring up my Magical Creature Care mark."

"Catherine, are you sure about this?" Lily asked

"Positive." Catherine said.

"Well, then I suppose you had better go and write to your brother while I write a letter to James." Lily said.

"Oh thank you, Mom." Catherine said, squeezing her mother, "But I can't write back now, because I have practice."

"Thank God you remembered, because I sure didn't. Go get out of your school uniform and go get your football uniform and kit." Lily said.

10 minutes later, Lily and Catherine were arriving at a football pitch. Even though Salem was a wizard town, it used to be really hard to stop muggles from walking in, so now Salem had a really strong muggle influence which yielded the use of cars, and sports like football and American football, even though all the muggles had left.

"Okay, I'll see you in a couple of hours, Love." Lily said, as Catherine got out of the car. "Do you have you're mobile?"

"Yes, Mum." Catherine said, running onto the pitch to begin stretching.

As Catherine arrived on the pitch, her best friend, Jess Layendecker came over to her.

"Hey Catherine, what's up?" Jess asked as they sat down on the pitch to stretch

"A lot, actually." Catherine said.

"Like what? Come on, I want details. Does it involve a guy?" Jess asked.

"Well, kind of," Catherine said, as she moved into a crowd-pleaser stretch.

"What do you mean 'kind of'?" Jess asked making air-quotes.

"Well, I got a letter from my father and my brother." Catherine said.

"Did someone die?" Asked Jess. Jess knew everything to do with Catherine and Lily.

"Well, that's what I thought too." Catherine said, "But they were asking to come and stay for the summer holidays."

"Wait, this is the same James who flaked on your Mom, and the same James that has never written more than "From James and Harry" on your birthday cards?" Jess had a talent for not thinking before she spoke.

"Yeah. It was really weird because James was being all sappy and Harry was talking like I was his pen pal or something." Catherine said as they stood up and began to stretch their backs.

"Are they going to come?" Jess said.

"Yeah. Neither Mom nor I are too thrilled about James, but we really want to see Harry." Catherine explained.

"So we're going to have more people with funny accents in Salem?" Jess said

"Oi, do not insult my mothers accent."

"Fine."

IN ENGLAND ONE MONTH LATER.

James Potter stood on Platform 9 ¾, waiting for his son to come home on the Hogwarts Express. He was particularly nervous because today, he and Harry would fly out to Salem the next morning to see his ex-wife and daughter. Soon, the scarlet engine pulled up on the platform and students began to disembark. He looked out for his own child, and soon spotted him with his two best friends, Ron and Hermione. He walked over and was soon in earshot of them.

"Hey mate, you should come over for the summer." Ron said to Harry.

"I told you, I'm going to go see my mother and sister in America." Said Harry.

"Well, what about when you come back?" Ron asked.

"I won't be back until the end of August." Harry said.

"Well, I hope you have a good time, Harry." Hermione said.

"Yeah, don't miss Cho too much." Ron said slyly.

"Who's Cho?" James said as he appeared behind Ron.

"No one, Dad," Harry said, blushing a deep red.

"Yeah, no one except the girl Harry snogged last week." Ron said, as he burst out laughing, earning a slap on the back of the head from Hermione, and his mother, who had come up behind him.

"Hello, James," Molly Weasley said.

"Hi, Molly. How have you been?" James asked, putting his arm around Harry's shoulders.

"Never better. It has been so peaceful with all the kids out of the house, I could actually get some cleaning done." Molly said, "What about you?"

"I'm sweating bullets." James said

"Oh, don't worry about it. Your daughter will love you." Molly said, as Ginny came up and joined them.

"Yeah…" James said as he pulled at Harry's shoulder slightly, "Come on, Harry. We have to pack."

"Alright, Dad," Harry said, as he hugged Hermione and waved to Ron.

The two men walked toward the car park side by side. If Harry had been 35 and had had hazel eyes and a longer nose, the two men would look like clones.

"So, who'd you snog?" James asked as they walked toward James' car. James had the car because he lived in a muggle area.

"Not amusing, Dad," Harry said, as he waited at the boot of the car for James to unlock it.

"I wasn't being funny." James said as a girl called out to Harry and waved at him. He waved back nervously.

James looked over at the Asian girl with long hair.

"Is that her?" James asked

"Yeah," Harry said sheepishly, "Now, new subject. How's Mrs. Stanley?" Harry asked referring to their elderly next door neighbour.

"Don't change the subject," James said, heaving Harry's trunk in the boot of the car and walking around to the drivers side, "So are you going out with her, or did you just kiss her?"

"Okay, first of all, she kissed me…" Harry started.

"Damn these Potter genes," James interrupted as he pulled out of the car park.

"Shut up, Dad." Harry said, "Second of all, she came up to me the next day and said 'I don't want to be tied down over the summer.'"

"Well, that makes sense since you won't be able to see her at all." James said.

"Yeah." Harry said and started to gaze out the window. "Are Sirius and Remus coming over tonight?"

"Sirius is, but Remus isn't because he and Tonks have something at the ministry or something like that." James explained about Remus and his long-time girlfriend. Harry nodded to show he'd understood. Soon they were riding along in silence when James suddenly spoke up.

"Are you edgy about seeing Lily and Kat, Harry?"

"Slightly. I don't know how they're going to react to us," Harry stated.

"You sound like a text book,"

"Sorry, it comes from always being with Hermione."

"So what do you mean you 'don't know how they'll react to us.'" James said, suddenly sounding rather posh.

"I mean I don't know whether Catherine will find me irritating or how she'll feel about seeing you again. I mean, you did have visitation rights." Harry said.

"Yeah, and since Lily moved, when could I have used those rights?" James pointed out.

"Well, you're using them now." Harry countered

"That's different. You, my son, were not the easiest baby for a single father to take care of. Do you realise how difficult it would have been to attempt to travel with you."

"You mean that you have finally gotten the balls to write a real letter to Lily." Harry said, quietly.

"Hey, you watch your language. May I remind you that we never got a real letter from Lily either." James said, sternly.

"Well, maybe if you hadn't cheated on her, we'd all be living at Godric's Hollow as one big family. Then you wouldn't be a single parent to me, and then you'd be a whole lot happier, because it seems to me that you only cared about yourself." Harry shouted.

James was silent. He looked slightly hurt, and was also amazed at how see-through he was or how observant his son was.

"Sorry, Dad…" Harry started.

"No, you're right. I was an idiot. I think Lily and I were too young to get married and have kids. We were married straight out of school. We didn't have the opportunity to meet other people." James said.

"I'm really sorry, Dad. I shouldn't have said that. I know you care about me now, because you nearly killed me when you found out Ron and I drove the car to school second year." Harry said

"It's okay." James said, looking at his son. Soon they started laughing and James reached across the car and ruffled his sons hair.

Soon they arrived back at Godric's hollow to find Sirius already there.

"Hey mates!" Sirius greeted

"Sirius, how long have you been sat there?" James asked, going around to the back of the car to help Harry with his trunk.

"Not too long." Sirius said, shrugging, "So how was school, Harry?"

Harry opened his mouth to answer, but James cut him off.

"He got snogged." James said.

"Dad!" Harry said, indignantly.

"Ooh, by who?" Sirius asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"Ron said it was some girl named Cho." James answered for Harry, who was too embarrassed to speak, "She's actually really pretty."

"She is not some girl, Dad." Harry said, recovering slightly.

"Of course she's not," Sirius said as they entered the house.

"Shut up." Harry said, elbowing Sirius.

BACK IN SALEM

"Mum, are you nervous about seeing James again?" Catherine asked, laying on her stomach on her mother's bed, reading a magazine in her football uniform.

"Nervous? What makes you think I'm nervous?" Lily asked, examining herself in a mirror.

"Well you've drank three cups of coffee, and that's the fourth outfit you've tried on in the space of a half hour." Catherine said.

"What do you think of this top?" Lily said, motioning to the red three-quarter sleeve top she was wearing.

"It clashes with your hair. Why not wear the black one just like it?" Catherine said.

"Okay. That's what I'll do."

"Why are you so nervous?" Catherine asked

"Because I want to show James that I can make it and still be great without him." Lily said, taking off her shirt.

"Well, won't he figure you've been fine because I'm still alive and you're really thin." Catherine said, sweetly.

"Thanks, and what do you want?" Lily asked, knowing when her daughter was sucking up. She pulled the top over her head.

"I want you to finish getting ready. I have a football match at seven and it's quarter till. Mum, their plane gets in at 10, we have time."

"No we don't. We have to leave straight after your match that you insist on playing in."

"Well, Mother, you are absolutely stunning, now let's go." Catherine said, flopping over dramatically.

"Okay, okay, okay, we're out of here, as soon as I find my keys." Lily said, searching around the room for her keys.

"They're on top of the telly." Catherine said.

"Of course they are." Lily said, grabbing the keys, "Come on now, Cheeky Madam." Lily said, ushering her daughter out of the door.

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At half after 10 that night, Harry and James stumbled off the plane after a twelve hour flight. Lily and Catherine were waiting at the gate. They had been waiting there for an hour, because Lily misjudged the time it took to get to the airport. Catherine was dozing in chair. She had played a hard game, and had even scored the winning goal. Suddenly, Lily spotted James.

"Catherine, I've found them." Lily said, poking her daughter awake.

"Where are they?" Catherine asked, shaking the sleep from her body. She answered her own question when she saw father and son standing there, still looking for them. She stood up, and beckoned Lily to follow her. They crossed the room and wound up behind James and Harry.

"James?" Lily asked tentatively, and James wheeled around.

"Lily?" James asked, staring at her. He was surprised how little she had changed. All she had done was matured. He soon realized he was staring, and shook himself. "You look wonderful." He said.

"You too," Lily said, "Umm, Catherine, this is James." She said, pushing her daughter forward.

Catherine looked up at James and felt a little of her anger dissipate. James looked like a man that you could easily trust. She extended a slightly dirty hand and he shook it.

"It is so wonderful to see you again, Kat." James said. "I have missed you so much. This is Harry." He said, bringing Harry in front of Catherine.

"Hi," he said, shyly.

"Hi," Catherine replied just as shyly.

"Hello, Lily." Harry said, turning toward Lily.

"Hello, Harry." She said, and felt her voice break, "Oh God, I have missed you so much. You have grown up so much." She extended her hand and stroked his head, crying. He suddenly stepped forward and embraced his mother, starting to softly weep in her shoulder.

"Sh, sh, sh Harry, it's alright, don't cry." Lily said, soothingly, cupping her sons face in her hands.

Catherine backed up and crossed her arms and started to cry, looking at her mother and brother embrace. Harry turned around when he heard his sister cry. He stepped toward her and Catherine enveloped him in a hug.

Lily and James stood there, watching their children meet each other for the first time. Lily roughly wiped her face and watched her children break apart to look at one another. Lily and James started to notice how much alike their children looked. Catherine even had her glasses on, even though it was only because her contacts began to hurt. They both had the same black hair and the same green eyes. They same face shape and the same knobby knees. They even had similar nervous habits, like glancing around.

"Well," Lily said, inhaling deeply, "You two must be worn-out, so let's go home." She said, turning around.

"Do you need me to carry anything?" Catherine asked Harry.

"Umm, could you carry this for me?" Harry asked, handing her an over shoulder bag, "So you play sport?" He said, looking at her uniform.

"Yeah, football." Catherine said, "What about you?"

"I play Quidditch at school." Harry said, nodding.

"Oh that's great, what position?"

"Seeker."

"Wow, that's a hard position. I'm absolutely hopeless at Quidditch except for watching it, but I start for football." Catherine explained.

They stepped out into the cool night air, and moved toward Lily's car.

"They seem to hit it off." Lily said, looking at Catherine and Harry talk about Quidditch.

"Yeah, they did." James agreed, "So what are you doing with yourself lately?"

"Oh I'm in Magical Law Enforcement, I'm a criminal psychologist," Lily said, "What about you?"

"I'm an Auror." James said as they got at Lily's car.

"YOU TWO HURRY UP!" Lily called to the twins, "James, you're getting in the wrong side."

"Am I?" He said, "Oh," He said as he moved to the other side. Catherine and Harry threw their bags in the back and went toward the back seat. Catherine tossed her football bag into the back to make room for Harry.

"But seriously, don't tell anyone out here you support the Cannons." Catherine was explaining, "They will laugh you all the way to Boston,"

"Why?" Harry asked

"Worst defensive record in their division." Catherine said, "Americans go for teams that do well, so right now, the fad is the Tornados."

"Who do you support then?" Harry asked.

"Oxford Owls. Their centre chaser has scored more goals than any other player this season." Catherine said, proudly. The twins went on babbling about Quidditch, both happy to have found common ground.

"Oh no, Harry's gone and gotten Catherine on sports. She'll be talking all night." Lily said

"She'll be keeping up with Harry. Once, we saw the world cup with the Weasleys. Bill, Charlie, Harry and Ron were up until three in the morning talking. Ginny even fell over and upset her hot chocolate, she was so tired." James said.

"Hey Mum, can Harry and I go out with Jess, Jill, Mike, Hillary, and Andy tomorrow," Catherine asked

"I don't know if Harry will be jet-lagged, Sweet. Besides, you've got summer homework." Lily said.

"I'll be fine, Lily." Harry said.

"I can do my summer homework in the afternoon, Mum. I don't even know how I'm going to use Magical Creature Care or Magical Plants 5 or Seeing 101 anyway."

"You might not use them, but you need them if you want to use you're other subjects. Besides, they're making you're GPA suffer."

"I still don't understand how they take marks off if there is not one right answer," Catherine said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, maybe Harry can help her. He's got really good marks in his Care of Magical Creatures class." James suggested, "But if he can't get his Potions mark up, then it won't matter." James said, eyeing his son through the rear view mirror.

"Professor Snape is out to get me." Harry argued

"Snape?" Lily asked

"Yeah. I wonder how an idiot like that became a professor, but he is. Harry has to at least attempt to keep his mouth shut around him." James said

"Who's Snape?" Catherine asked, slightly confused.

"Son of Satan," Harry said, "He hates me because a CERTAIN FATHER OF MINE WOULDN'T LEAVE HIM ALONE IN SCHOOL!" Harry shouted, indicating his father.

"The stupid git had it coming," James said.

"Well, you didn't have to be as mean as you were, and now it's coming around and biting Harry where the sun doesn't shine." Lily said.

"Yeah, he hates me even more now that the Marauders Map insulted him in third year." Harry said, and then clapped his hand over his mouth as if he relayed information that was classified, "Oops, sorry Dad."

Catherine could see James wince from behind.

"YOU GAVE HIM THAT BLOODY MAP?" Lily shouted at James.

"Er…" James squeaked

"YOU PIGGING IDIOT. WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? IF HE IS ANYTHING LIKE YOU WERE AT THAT AGE, WHO KNOWS WHAT HE DOES WITH IT! IT PROBABLY ISN'T EVEN LEGAL!" Lily said.

"Hey, if he's anything like me, he won't get caught." James said, shrugging.

"You know what James? A job of a parent is to teach their child right from wrong, not tell them it's only illegal if you get caught!" Lily was really angry now.

"Well, if you were there we wouldn't be having this argument." James said

"If that isn't the kettle calling the pot black. You weren't exactly there for your daughter either." Lily screamed as they pulled up in the drive way.

"If you hadn't left, then we both could have been there." James screamed back.

"Come on, Harry, I'll give you a tour." Catherine said quietly, as they left their parents to fight.

"If you hadn't been a lousy cheating bastard then I wouldn't have left," Lily shouted, "Although I do find it interesting that nothing is ever your fault. That is so childish, not being able to accept responsibility…" Was Lily's last shout the twins heard as they walked into the house.

"I am really sorry about that Harry. Mom doesn't really think you're a delinquent, she's just really pissed off." Catherine apologized.

"It's alright. Dad has a really big problem with shifting the blame." Harry said.

"Okay, so we're standing in the sitting room but we're never in here unless we have guests or it's a holiday." Catherine explained, starting the tour, beckoning Harry to follow her, "and in here is the kitchen. If you get hungry, there is food everywhere, and coffee and tea coming out the Wahoo." She said, showing him around the kitchen. They moved towards a flight of descending stairs right next to the kitchen, "Down there, is all the fun stuff. We have a table football, and a telly and other stuff. That's where we spend most of our time, so if you're ever bored, that's where you go." Catherine said, and headed toward the adjacent ascending staircase that had a time line of photographs along the wall, "Up here is all the bedrooms, except mine. At the far end is Mum's, then next to it is the bathroom. Then the room straight across from the stairs is yours. It's kind of bland, but you can do what ever you want, short of painting it or Mom'll kill you. Then next to that is James' room. Then at the very end is some pull down stairs, and those lead to my room, so if you ever need to find me, that's probably where I am. Any questions?" Catherine finished as she heard Lily and James enter the house with all the bags, still yelling at each other.

"Yeah, can you hear yelling through these doors?" Harry said

"Afraid so. Your room used to be mine, and I could hear Mom yelling at me through the door whenever she got really pissed at me. That was one of the reasons I moved upstairs. Blessed silence." Catherine said, "You can come up until Mom and James cool their jets." Catherine said

"Alright then."

He said just they heard James scream 'bloody pain in the ahs' at Lily. They both winced as Catherine pulled on a chain hanging from the ceiling, pulling down another flight of stairs. They climbed the stairs and entered Catherine's room. The walls were covered in moving posters of Quidditch players, and football players. There were still posters of different bands. Other than the colourful posters, everything was black and white. The floor was black and white checks and her duvet was black with a white rose stretching over it. At the end of it she had an Oxford Owls blanket, who happened to play in black and white. She had some pictures of people in white makeup, with black around the eyes and small jewels hanging from them. They had bright red cupids bow lips.

"This is the most interesting room I have ever been in." Harry stated, noting the high ceiling with a giant sky lights.

"It looks really cool in the day time." Catherine said as she spread her Owls blanket out and lay on it. Harry lay across from her on the checked floor, "Here," Catherine said, handing him the rose blanket, "This floor sticks to bare skin if you sit on it too long, and it hurts if you stand up."

"Thanks." Harry said, laying the blanket on the floor and laying on it, "So who are your friends?" Harry asked, motioning to a photo on her bedside table.

"That's Jill, Hillary and Mike." Catherine answered, yawning.

"What are they like?" Harry asked

"Well, Jill is the most high maintenance person you will ever meet in your life, Hillary is really sweet and kind, and Mike is loud and really funny. My best friend, Jess, really likes him." Catherine said.

"What's Jess like?" Harry asked

"She likes boys and likes to talk more than any other human being. If Mum does let us go out tomorrow, she might say something that can be insulting, but don't take it personally, she just doesn't think before she speaks." Catherine said, "What about your friends?" Catherine asked, rolling over on her back, and looking out the skylight.

"My two best friends are Ron and Hermione." Harry said, "Ron is really loyal and he likes Quidditch more than I do. You would get along with him. He's smart, but lacks in the common sense area, kind of like Dad, actually. Now Hermione is brilliant. If you ever interfere with her school work, you will walk away with a limb or two missing. She's really pretty, too,"

"Do you like her?" Catherine asked.

"No. Well, as a friend I love her, but I don't like her in a dating sense."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Catherine asked

"No," Harry said, rolling on his back, mirroring Catherine, "I do like this girl in my school, though. Her name is Cho Chang. I know she likes me too because she kissed me, but she didn't want a boyfriend over the summer, though." He was surprised at how easily he was spilling his secrets to Catherine, but he felt that he had known her his whole life. Well, technically, he had, but that wasn't the point, "You have a boyfriend?"

"No, I am single to mingle," Catherine said, causing Harry to laugh, "I don't even like anyone, really."

"Okay, that means that I don't have to pull the brother act and kick someone's ahs."

"You wouldn't," Catherine said

"Oh, I would." Harry said, yawning.

"No you wouldn't, because you know that I would beat the living daylights out of you when I found out." She said, letting her eyelids close.

"You'd have to catch me first," Harry said, also falling asleep.