Hello. Again.
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Begin chapter 10 now! :)
Apparently typing in Blue. Not that it'll show up... But whatever.
Katherine woke up with Hera's hair in her face. Yuck. The girl seriously needed to wash her hair more often. Rolling out of bed Katherine faced picking out her outfit without Lydia. That didn't happen very often. She felt almost at a loss. Settling for a bright blue longsleeve shirt and some jeans under her robes, she was surprised to note she was not the first one out of bed. Although Hera had cringed from the light and burrowed back under the blankets when Katherine had risen, she appeared to be one of the few still asleep.
A fair haired girl with dark brown eyes tapped her shoulder anxiously. "Do you have a spare hairband?" She held one of her own arms in a vice like grip, "I don't mean to impose, I just... I've broken all of mine." She finished in a quiet voice, slapping her hair ineffectually away from her face.
Katherine smiled, "It's alright, my sister's the mean one; here, take two."
"Thanks," the girl smiled timidly back, "I'm Marie."
"Nice to meet you, Marie; I'm Katherine."
Hera snorted loudly from the bed and the two girls shared an amused glance. "What's she like?" Marie gestured at the bed, more at ease with Katherine's friendly attitude.
"I don't know. She said her name and told me not to let too much sunlight in when I woke up today before going to bed. That's all I could get out of her." Katherine shrugged, "She's not the talky type."
"I am," Marie admitted, "But I don't know anyone here. My parents moved here from France so I could go to Hogwarts. It's one of the most prestigious wizarding schools, you know?" A small, but sly grin slipped on to the blonde's face, "And they didn't like the Headmistress at Beauxbatons very much. Apparently she's..." Marie lowered her voice and leaned in. "half-giant," she whispered.
"How is that even possible?" Katherine wondered to Marie as they got ready for class.
"No idea," said Marie, pulling out a textbook and tossing it into her bag, "I've got no interest in finding out."
Katherine paused, "Come to think of it, neither do I." They finished getting ready and headed off to breakfast, only taking two wrong turns along the way.
"The portraits here are very helpful," Katherine commented as they sat down, "At my aunt's house they just make faces and laugh if you ask them anything."
"Not at yours?" Marie asked, a little confused as to why she was referring to her aunt's rather than her own.
"Well-"
"KATHERINE!" Lydia landed heavily on her twin, grinning wildly, "YOU MADE A FRIEND!"
Marie looked a bit confused. "Umm...I'm Marie, are you Lydia?"
"Yep, Lydia Gray. Nice to meet you Marie. Well I'm going to go sit with my friends now, I just wanted to tell Katherine-and congratulate her, obviously- that we have transfiguration together for our second block today. See ya!" Lydia walked away back to the Slytherin table.
"Well, she's a bit..." Marie paused, looking for the right word.
"Overbearing?" Katherine finished.
"Exactly." Marie looked relieved that the correct word had been found without having to offer it herself.
Fred and George took this moment to announce their presence in the hall with a rousing set of firecrackers, immediately drawing the wrath of a newly awakened Snape. Dumbledore, however, saved them from imminent use as potion supplies by walking in and convincing Snape to give them a bit of leeway on their first day at the school.
They got off with three detentions scrubbing first year cauldrons.
"Joy!" Fred exclaimed, high fiving George and earning another glare from Snape, "A fast track training to our dream careers as five star chefs!"
"Our dream will be achieved, brother!"
The two hugged with manly tears of joy streaming down their cheeks before a harried McGonagall hustled them to their seats. George shot off a cheery wave at Katherine which she returned with no small amount of embarrassment.
"I can't believe I know him," she groaned, "His first day and he's already in trouble."
"I've heard about them!" Marie chirped, "They're supposed to be really great pranksters! This uptight red haired Gryffindor boy on the train complained about them the entire train ride!"
Katherine just let her head droop a little further into her hands.