Katie? Why did that name sound so…familiar? I whipped around, towards the woman walking towards me, leaving Neville, not Seamus looking so confused.
"Katie? Katie?" She inquired again, and I reached out to her. Grandmother? Harry looked confused as he came around the corner. I suddenly realized. I started sobbing again, but I didn't care who saw. I was gathered up in someone's arms, and I realized they were Neville's arms. My brother's arms. I sobbed into his shoulder, as another pair of arms joined.
"My daughter..My Daughter, Katie.." My grandmother said. There were different sobs now, and I could feel a hand on my shoulder, and I felt like now would be a good time to tell everyone. I stood, kissing my mother's forehead and hugging my brother tightly before I moved towards Harry, grabbing his hand and leading him away. I was going to tell him the truth.
"Govette..?"
"Katie, not Govette. Katie Longbottom," I said, and took his hands. "For thirteen long years, I thought the Dark Lord was my father. And..he sent me here to keep an eye on you. You understand, don't you?"
"Of --" "Wake up, Govette!"
My eyes snapped open. I had fallen asleep on that rock. Harry had come back, worried.
"Oh, I'm..sorry." I said, rubbing my eyes as I stood. Harry smiled.
"Its okay. Just come along before you catch cold." He said, dropping the cloak and wrapping it around my shoulders as we walked through Hogsmeade together, invisible. And for a few urgent moments, I wanted to grab Harry and kiss him. But I couldn't do that. It was wrong. So, that whole trip was hard. When we arrived at the school, I just wanted to get warm and go to bed. And that's exactly what I did. The next morning we had Care of Magical Creatures, and we all were excited. As we all walked down, I saw Hippogriffs and smiled. I loved those creatures, and I felt someone's hand come in contact with mine and looked over. Harry had grabbed it because there had been a beetle settling on it. He brushed it away before letting my hand go. I sighed.
"'lrighty then. 'ow you've all 'ot yer books?" I nodded, as mine tried to bite me.
"How do we get the ruddy things open?" Draco asked, snottily.
"'Ell you just stroke the spine!" Hagrid said, incredulously. We all took our belts and such off the books and stroked the spine. Many purrs murmured through the crowd and we were all told to put them away, which we did.
"Now, I'd like someone to volunteer for the Hippogriff training. Everyone stepped back, leaving me and Harry standing there, rather embarrassed.
"Well..'arry, c'mon up." He said, and Harry did so, none to quickly.
"'ow bow to Buckbeak here," And he did so, and within a flash the Hippogriff bowed back and Hagrid had lifted Harry onto Buckbeak's back, and was off. I knew he'd be fine, and Hermione and Ron had a few close whispers of nervousness. When Harry returned, Hagrid helped him off. He was all jittery and excited, and walked over us.
"Amazing! Absolutely amazing." He said, running his hand through his hair before he turned back to Hagrid to have a converstation.
At the end of the day, Harry had bundled up in all his warm clothes, and urged me to do so as well. Shrugging, I allowed him to drape my largest cloak over me, and then, he drug me outside. To Buckbeak's pen. I hesitated, but Harry pulled me along. We both bowed, and Harry climbed up onto Buckbeak's back, pulling me up infront of him. I nervously looked around as we took off, but Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder and I felt confidence run through my veins. It was a wonderful ride, and if it hadn't been so cold, it would have been better. I could feel Harry's warm breath on my cheek, and I blushed happily. When we landed, I jumped off and rubbed Buckbeak's neck, smiling as it turned and nuzzled its beak against my cheek. And when I turned, Harry was there. And I wrapped my arms around him in a hug.
"Thank you. Thank you so much." I said, smiling as he hugged back, warmly.
The rest of the year went by in a flash. I was attacked by another bout of the illness I had, and I didn't get to see them do anything except when they came and used the timeturner in the Hospital Wing. I was getting suspicious about this illness. Once I was better, Ron invited me to come stay with them for the summer. I eagerly agreed. Father would be proud.