After the excitement of Halloween, things quietened down a little, well other then in Potions class where Snape was constantly making comments at Fred, George and Kathy. They ignored him for the most part (losing points was deeply frowned upon), although various untraceable pranks were aimed at him for the remainder of the term.
Gryffindor had won its first quiddich match to Slytherin, the final score being 360 to 580, when Charlie had finally caught the snitch, meaning a giant party was due in the common room. Kathy, Fred, George and Lee managed to sneak into the kitchens and grab enough food to feed the whole of Gryffindor, although they did lament the fact that they couldn't get access to any butter bear, which would have completed the ideal.
Lee continued to watch Kathy in class, as she continued to play the fool with Fred and George especially, yet still come away with notes there was no way she could have written. He had asked about it, and she had simply responded "I'm a woman, I can multi-task" which didn't really answer his question. Still, he wasn't going to complain too much as she was offering to let the others revise from her notes for the end of term tests that were racing towards them.
One night when Alicia, Lee and Ange were revising, and Fred and George were playing a very vocal game of gobstones, Kathy slipped out of the common room "for some air", once outside the common she looked around to see no one was watching before taking a steady breath in and imagining she was invisible. When she opened her eyes, she had a quick check before setting off. Heading towards McGonagall's study, she had a quick check to see her Aunt had already gone out (it was Tuesday night, she always went down to Hogsmede for a drink with the girls on a Tuesday), and slipped in. Grabbing a fistful of floo powder, she threw it into the fire, stepping in saying "Mrs Figgs house." With a whoosh, she was gone.
"Kathy!" Arabella jumped, and turned to hug the young girl, "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see if I could see Harry, just a glance..."Kathy trailed off. Mrs Figgs was one of the few adults Kathy trusted outside of the Weasley's or staff at Hogwarts. "I just want to see he's ok. I know Uncle Alb says to wait until he comes to Hogwarts, but it's so far away, and I miss him. He's family."
Arabella smiled, she'd always had a soft spot for both Lily and James, and had often baby sat Kathy for Albus and Minerva when she was younger. Much as she respected Albus, she did think splitting the two children up had been a very big mistake, and just hoped that they would be able to have a decent relationship once Harry arrived at Hogwarts. "Come on dear, you're in luck. His, sorry your aunt and uncle are going out so he's coming around here to babysit. Remember the story."
"I'm your great-niece who's come to visit for the evening, my parents are dead and I live with my Godparents who are teachers at a private boarding school, and sometimes I just need to get away." Kathy recited. Arabella had decided not to tell any untruths about Kathy's life, so when she finally met Harry as his sister, she had only ever told the truth.
When the knock at the door came, Kathy went to the lounge, she couldn't be seen by Petunia as for all she knew Kathy was dead too. Harry came into the room, followed by Mrs Figgs who was carrying two plates of cake, and two glasses of milk.
"Harry, I'm sure you remember my great-niece, Kathy? She's come to visit for the evening while her guardians are busy." Arabella explained.
"Hey Harry!" Kathy grinned, biting down on the urge to hug him. 18 more months she reminded herself silently. "How's school?"
Harry grinned, he always enjoyed the visits better when Kathy was around. There were no stories of cats, and the cake was always fresh. It didn't happen very often, but when it did he felt like he was accepted by the girl, she was always so friendly. "Hey Kath. Schools same as always, I can't do to well in case I beat Dudley and get accused of cheating."
"I still think that's stupid." Kathy said, remembering Harry explaining to her why he had a black eye 8 months ago (Cheats need to be punished).
"Maybe, but I'd rather not do very well then get into trouble." Harry explained, "How about you? You must be in secondary school by now."
"Yeah, I'm at the school my Godparents teach at. Feels strange, but in a good way, to be in a dorm and not my bedroom." Kathy grinned.
"Must be nice," Harry said wistfully, "I wish I was at boarding school, although I wouldn't want to go home in the holidays. My cousin is going to go to boarding school."
"What about you?" Kathy asked, knowing he would come to Hogwarts, but knowing he didn't know that.
"I'm going to go to Stonewall High I guess. It's the nearest state school."
Arabella listened from the other side of the room, marvelling at how well Kathy could keep up the story. She sat back, wondering how they would relate to each other had Lily and James survived. As the three hours passed, the two children discussed endless amounts of topics, what they're favourite book was (Kathy: Wind in the Willows, Harry: Charlie and the Chocolate factory), What they wanted to be when they were older (Harry: Policeman so he could help kids who were like him; Kathy: a doctor (healer)), what they would wish for if they only had one wish (Both: a normal family).
All to soon, Petunia collected Harry, and took him home, leaving Kathy to sneak back to Hogwarts, glad she had some insight into her little brothers life, even if he wasn't as happy as he could be. "Only 18 months to go" she kept reminding herself as she slipped back into the common room.
A/N - I don't know about this...This scene has been bugging me since I started thinking about this fiction...but still I am uncertain. It's more fluff than substance, but I cant believe that Kathy would have ways to contact Harry but not use them. The only thing I am aware is highly unrealistic is children managing not to slip up and say something to someone...so this is here for the time being but may be removed and edited once the next chapter has appeared in my mind...my muse is playing silly games at the moment, jumping from one story to another, and usually at silly times of night when my fiance would kill me if I decided to jump up and start the laptop going!