J.K. Rowling owns all of the Harry Potterverse. Written for pleasure, not profit. Which means Caitie, Kerri, and Roo: you owe me a pizza.
Kerri Potter and the Little Sisters of Doom
Chapter Two: Big Plans
The next morning, Sunday morning to be exact, Kerri Potter was up bright and early. Kerri had big plans for Sunday, none of which involved doing her homework. She wanted to finish her list for Voldemort, build a snake terrarium, write a letter to her two oldest sisters, and make her Christmas list. Big plans indeed.
Her snake had big plans of his own, but the only part he let Kerri in on was the part of Kerri tracking down Draco. Kerri didn't particularly see how Draco would be of any use to her, or her snake, seeing as how his father was imprisioned, and his mother was off on holiday in France.
Draco was rather sore about his father's recent imprisonment, and continued to make nasty comments about Hermione Granger to whoever would listen. Save Kerri. He avoided being alone with Kerri for any extended amount of time, afraid that she would rope him into some hair brained scheme or another. Crabbe and Goyle still followed Draco around, but not as closely. Their fathers had apparently warned them off of associating with him, lest they be taken to Azkaban by.. osmosis or something. Kerri couldn't really say. She stopped trying to figure out the Future Deatheaters Club a long time ago. She was only a half-blood, and wasn't invited to any of their dumb parties.
She let Voldemort know this, which only excited the snake further. He must speak with the blonde boy immediately.
After getting dressed, Kerri decided to go ahead with Operation Bug Draco, which normally progressed later on in the year. Officially OBD was an annual event, with several unofficial Draco Bugging sessions in between.
When Kerri had made it to the Great Hall, she found her sister was already celebrating the holiday.
Krista had taped a giant X with duct tape on the stone floor, directly under an oddly tilting chandelier. Kerri figured the clone was under an invisibility cloak, ready to jump on the unlucky person to stand on the X. Or curse them, or pour pink hair dye on their head. Or something. Kerri would have done it.
Krista was standing in front of Draco, trying to get him to stand on the X. He glared at her and continued to drink his pumpkin juice.
"Come on, Malfoy! You know you wanna!"
"Look here you dirty little pest, leave me alone or I'll have Crabbe and Goyle beat you into a bloody little pulp."
Krista didn't look the least bit concerned, "Uh huh. So, you want to volunteer Crabbe or Goyle then!"
"No! That isn't what I said!"
Too late, Krista was already pulling Crabbe towards the duct taped floor. She excitedly gave a thumbs up to chandelier, and stood in shock, as a bucketful of pink hair dye landed right on top of her.
The entire student body of the great hall erupted into laughter as a flamingo pink Krista pouted. "Looks like I will have to go with plan B then."
Crabbe went back to his breakfast.
Kerri flicked Draco behind his ears, "Don't think about hurting my sister. That's MY job."
Draco was aiming his wand at Kerri, when the Slytherin Quidditch captain pulled him from his thoughts.
Kerri watched as the Slytherin Quidditch team left for practice, her snake hissing at her the entire time.
"Look, I tracked him down. What else do you want me to do?"
"Follow him, I mussst ssspeak with him."
As Kerri was leaving the table, she hissed back, "And how exactly do you plan on doing that? Draco isn't a parseltongue."
"Which of us is the evil genius, and which the minion?"
Kerri blew a raspberry at her snake, and made her way into the cold stadiums.
While we are at the stadiums, now would be a great time to explain how Krista was banned from Quidditch.
It was a windy Saturday morning.. so early that it could have still been considered Friday night. Krista was zooming around on her sister Caitlin's broom, beater's bat in hand trying to steal the golden snitch. She had let loose all the other balls as a result, and was whacking them away from her as she chased the flying golf ball.
Ron Weasley, Quidditch Captain, was watching the odd little girl slam the bludgers out of her path. He looked to the Boy-Who-Lived and said, "Hey... who invited the tetchy little squirrel girl?" Then, "Well, she's not half bad."
Caitlin's eyes narrowed as she saw the squirrel girl, who was in fact, her younger sister. "That's my broom!"
Ron motioned to the rest of the hopefuls to mount their brooms, and thus tryouts commenced.
Krista ended up knocking all of the other beaters off their brooms with the bludgers. Caitlin tried to get near her sister, to demand the broom back but found too many balls flying towards her head. She used a borrowed broom for the rest of the try outs ducking and rolling, and avoiding the projectiles Krista caused to sail her way. Harry dodged all the bludgers and caught the snitch, and she growled. "Hey, I was trying to get that!" But no one heard her, because Ron was yelling that he had made the decisions.
Krista was made beater on the team, although she had never really followed Quidditch. She was just trying to catch the snitch because she thought it would make a great cat toy. Not that she had a cat, but still.
So it was a confused Krista that wore the red and gold Gryffindor uniform to the first Quidditch match of the season. Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff. Everything was going just fine, Krista had only hit two of her teammates, until Harry Potter caught the snitch. Krista watched it, as if in slow motion, and screamed out a battle cry with her bat raised in the air, "I TOLD YOU THAT WAS MINE!" She angrily pounded a bludger over to Harry's direction, and Caitlin watched in horror.
Caitlin raced over to protect Harry, who was doing loop de loops, snitch in hand.
"What are you doing Krista! He's on your team! That's against the rules."
Krista raised an eyebrow for a moment and shouted back, "There are RULES to this?"
Caitlin hovered in mid air, glaring at Krista, just in time to take a bludger to the stomach. The force of the blow knocked her into Harry. Both fell off their brooms into the sand at the bottom of the pitch.
Krista calmly swooped down, and snatched the snitch from Harry's hand. "Yoink!"
Krista was chased off the pitch by her older sister, who was clutching her stomach in agony.
Following the game, she was immediately taken off the team.
Most of the Gryffindors were confused as to what had happened. Caitlin was a hero for a week, Krista hid from Caitlin for a week, and Harry Potter swore that he had caught the snitch.
Caitlin normally tried to ignore Krista, so the rest of the Gryffindor students just followed Caitlin's lead. Caitlin threatened to curse a beater's bat to attack Ron if he didn't removed Krista from the team. To repeatedly attack Ron's... well. You understand.
The game was the most entertaining thing to the Slytherins. They even made up a song about it. Krista loved the song so much that she could be seen singing and dancing along to it in the halls among a crowd of Slytherins.
Kerri was singing that very song, as she watched Draco play. The truth was, Krista was banned because everyone was just a little afraid of her playing Quidditch with them. Kerri tried to amuse herself out on in the stands by starting the age old Little league tradition of chatter. "Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Draco Draco Draco! Heeeeeeyyyyyy Draco Draco Draco! Fly Draco! Fly Draco draco draco!"
When that stopped being amusing, she poked her snake repeatedly, until it woke up. "Draco is on a broom. What do you want me to do?"
"Go back insssside. It is freezing out here."
Kerri agreed and passed Hagrid's hut, trying to figure out what was in the great big brown boxes all poked with holes and covered in snow. Hopefully something covered in fur.
As she approached, one of the boxes growled and shook, and Kerri scuttled backwards, hurrying into the relative safety of the Castle.
"What now, oh brilliant snake of mine?"
"I need competent minions."
"Bite me... OW!"
Kerri stalked back to her room, in the dungeons, and took out her wand. She went through her trunk, and tossed aside a picture frame.
She smirked at it, and then at her snake, and transfigured the glass and wood into a little glass and wood box, perfectly shaped for Voldemort.
As she tucked the protesting snake into the glass, she heard it hissing loudly. "Don't you know who I am!" Kerri tossed her scarf into the glass and tucked the snake habitat into the corner of her bed.
Then she started her homework.
Krista was in the Great Hall, still pink, with a stack of toast in front of her. She was busily charming faces onto each piece of toast, and laughing loudly to herself.
Kerri's stomach had began making funny noises around lunch time. Kerri put her quill down and pulled on a robe to go eat some lunch.
Krista had stood an army of toast end to end, covering the entire span of the Gryffindor table. She looked up as the shadow of Kerri passed over pieces thirty-four through fifty-two.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't interrupt Secret Operation Army of Toast! Go away!"
Kerri counted at least one hundred toasts staring up at her. One was sticking its tongue out at her. Kerri calmly picked up that one, and bit into it.
"Hey, hey! That was my favorite piece! Now what will I tell his family?"
Kerri shrugged, toast stuffed into her mouth.
"Oh..you...grr... I'll get you back for this!"
Kerri shrugged again. "You can tell his family that he was tasty."
Krista growled, patting her robe frantically for where she had put her wand.
Kerri decided to go to the library.
It so happened that Caitlin was in the library as well. Kerri sat at her usual table, spreading all sorts of books around herself. Who to Care for your Pet snake. Transfiguration for Fun and Profit. Caitlin wasn't too far away, and was sitting with a group of friends, talking excitedly about something. Kerri tried to ignore her for a while. The group got gradually noisier and noisier. Kerri left her post and went over to see what they were talking about.
"I know, right! Then he said...Go away Kerri."
Caitlin looked up at her sister. The table fell into a hush.
Kerri grinned. "He said go away Kerri? Ohh.. This is getting good."
Caitlin wrinkled her nose. "That was just stupid. Go back to whatever it was you were doing."
"You were being very loud, so I decided to see what was so interesting over here. That is what I am doing."
Kerri looked around, and noticed that there were thirteen different girls sitting around a table, crowded with information on potions and muggle toys. She looked back up at her sister.
"Look, nosy. This is a study group for Muggle Studies and Potions. You can't possibly help because you are behind us in Potions, and you aren't even taking Muggle Studies. Go away or I'll hex you."
Kerri was about to say something, but found herself facing thirteen different wands.
"What touchy study group." Kerri thought, as she settled back down into her chair. She was reading through a book on animal transfiguration. The book had stated that the spell Kerri had used on Voldemort was irreversible. Just like it has said when she had read it last year... before she gained a snake familiar. Draco wouldn't be able to help Voldemort.
Kerri closed the book and started writing a letter to her sister.
It wasn't the most interesting letter. Her sister was a rock star in America. Her other sister was a curse breaker... somewhere. Whereever curse breakers work.
She also wrote out a pending Christmas list.
Meanwhile, Krista had snuck into the Slytherin dorms under the invisibility cloak she stole from Harry. Her and her clone was absolutely silent, and left with only three things. Twin versions of the Oompa Loompa march were heard echoing out the girls dormitories before dinner, but no one knew exactly where they were coming from.