(Chapter 7 Edited 12/30/06)

I have never felt more at home than outside in nature. I love both quidditch and working out in the garden. My dad wasn't too happy about the former, but my skills soon changed that. I always have known magic has existed. I was always a tad different than everyone else. I could make the worst land fertile in days. I could outdo many of the local florists.

I was never a prissy little girl like all of my other friends. I thoroughly enjoyed getting dirty when I was younger. As I have gotten older, I still enjoy it to some extent, but I don't think that is anything to be ashamed of. I didn't grow up with magic like most children do. Yes, both of my parents are magical, and yes, my brother is a chaser for a pro-quidditch team, but we never took advantage of magic. Everything was done by hand. The only magic I was exposed to was quidditch, floo powder, and healers. I grew up fairly muggle and attended muggle primary school.

I have always been fascinated by how muggles interact without magic. My love of herbology really helped me understand them. My mom is a healer and my dad is a medi-wizard. Everyone expects me to follow in their footsteps but I really don't think I can. My heart is just not into that kind of stuff. I like helping people but I don't think that I could see that much misery day in and day out.

I loved playing quidditch and my mother thought it was a good source of exercise but my father wouldn't hear it. He is old fashioned in the sense that he thinks that girls should cook, clean, raise children, be the good wife, and possible have a job as a seamstress, teacher, or healer. And he doesn't think I am capable for the first two so that has left me being a healer. Not even THE PUREBLOODED SLYTHERINS act like that. Yes they don't let girls on their teams, but there are plenty of them in the pro leagues.

I really can't stand the man. He treats me like dirt. My brother Kent couldn't wait to get out of the house. He told me if I ever want to go pro his door to his flat will be open for me. I can't stand my father. I think he only sees me as a little fragile doll. His siblings and my mothers all encourage the "gift" I have. I won several junior amateur competitions, but I have to do that all in secret now. It's almost as if I am living a secret life.

I mean I can only take so many of those etiquette lessons. He doesn't like me being out in the garden or working helping the florist in the nearby muggle village. So what am I supposed to do? Flower arranging is a "female" task, so why can't I do it?

I think he is just a control freak and I cannot stand him. I don't see why my mother married a Ravenclaw like him. I remember when my brother was sorted into Gryffindor like my mother, he was so annoyed. I remember Kent's tale of the howler he received the next day. I am so scared what's going to happen to me. I have been told I am just like my mother. SO hopefully I will get into Gryffindor… heck I would rather be in Slytherin than in Ravenclaw at this point.

I wish he would die. He is nothing but trouble. I swear he is a death eater or more likely follows their ideals. He hates how we live near muggles. I find that odd since muggles have saved his lives on several occasions. I swear he is worse than Professor Snape. My mother was good friends with him despite their different houses, and like even HE hates my father. I really wish my father would die.

Ok I think I have ranted much too long. I know my life isn't perfect, but I know there are many people that have had much more difficult ones, but this is my story so give me a break. I just can't understand why my mother chose that beast to be her husband. I know Kent and I could have come out different or not even been born, but I would have rather that than stand another day with my so called father. I can't wait to go to Hogwarts. I plan on staying there for as many breaks as possible or at least spend breaks with my father. I don't care what he says at this point because as far as I am concerned Professor Severus Snape can be my father (This is important! It explains her take on inter house relations!!!-she is good friends with a Slytherin… no it is not a chaser!)

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I first realized the existence of my gifts when I was about nine or so. Some family friends from Scotland were staying over for a few weeks. Their son and I were only a few years apart, but we were fairly close. He showed me his powers, and then I was able to do something similar. He understood me, and made me feel good about myself.

It was cool how he controlled his element. It was a tad flashy yes, but matched his personality very well. It was fun having a secret of our own. I think I may have to use my powers for selfish reasons… no I am kidding. I can't stand my father… well since he had his heart attack. He has never been the same. It's really been driving me insane. I was only seven when it happened. A child can only take so much!

My father said I was too much of a tomboy, and my mother said I was too prissy. Aren't you confused? I am. My power over earth is very subtle, but very dear to my heart. My grandma used to tell me tales of the Chosen Four. I have a feeling she knew more than she told me. Earth is a good element because it has many sides to it.

There is the subset of wood. Wood consists of all of the plants. Flowers brighten the world and trees help humanity's progress. Wood is a very subtle element for it is very passive. It is a powerful force, but it is often used for other purposes. Plants provide food and energy for animals and people and also take in our carbon dioxide. There is a very gentle balance in this world and I understand it. I always knew that my green thumb was a little too advanced to just be "a natural gift."

Rock is like me playing quidditch. I am not a pushover. I am not afraid of getting dirty or getting hurt. I always put in more than one hundred percent (except when its something for my dad—it's worth the punishments to get him angry). I have to sides to me. I can be very girly and happy. And then there is the violent tomboy. Sometimes they overlap. I really enjoy making people stand on edge.

I have always believed everything happens for a reason. And as much as I hate my father I am (this pains me to say… well admit this) I am glad (bleh) he is my father.

I hope he realizes soon that he can't control my life. I obviously don't have the skills and talents he wants me to have and I never will. I hope he gets that into his mind sooner or later because I will not hesitate to use force if necessary.

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Author's Note

This was the hardest of the four back-stories to revise for its so easy to see Marcus as a bit neglected/ abused, Cedric as having an overbearing father, and Oliver as being sheltered/ lonely. Katie doesn't have as much personality as the others in the books despite lasting longer in the book series than the others.

I really thought that an unhappy childhood would do a good job at combining quidditch, her powers over earth, and her personality. She can act very motherly (towards Harry) but can also be very fierce (in quidditch).

Well I hope everyone likes this version much better than the original. I went from 150 to 1300… I know it's not perfect, but I want to redo all of the previous chapters so they fit much better with the new plot developments

Feedback is always a plus no matter if its praise or criticism. All opinions are welcome.

-Keeper