Hi, well, if you made it this far, then you know the disclaimers and everything.. so with threats from my muse to keep me chained to my computer till I'm done, read and enjoy this next chappie.

Sorting a.k.a. What the hell?

It was the day of the sorting. All the older kids were sitting at their tables and clapping when the first years were sorted into their house. When the last name, "Zhia, Lhai", was sorted into Hufflepuff, the students expected the Feast to commence. When it didn't and Albus stood, they listened curiously.

"Welcome students, old and new. Before we start the feast, we have one more student to sort. She's from Canada and has quickly caught up with her year. Minerva?"

"StarSworn, Kitiara." The head of Gryffindor called out. The doors opened and Kit walked in. She paused a second before going up the aisle between the tables to sit on the stool as the hat descended on her.

'Well well, never thought to see another StarSworn in these halls again.'

~Uhm ok? Who was the last one?~

'I believe he was your grandfather.'

~Oh. Well, I'm here, so what house is it to be?~

'I see you have a fair heart, and are very intelligent, but neither Hufflepuff nor Ravenclaw will suit you; Cunning and ambition, plenty of it but you don't belong to Slytherin. You are extremely brave, and strong willed, protective of the weaker person, I do believe you will do well in'

~Please don't oh nonono!~

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled. Kit sighed then removed the hat and stood. Pulling three Knuts out of her pocket she made her way over to Severus Snape. She stuck her tongue out.

"Don't think this is over you coot in training!" she sniped as she handed the money over. The student body was shocked when he started to laugh and accepted the money, while the rest of the table smiled.

"I wouldn't think it you damn brat." He retorted. With a sniff Kit whirled around and made her way to the Gryffindor table. She sat down, ignoring the other students and when the food appeared she ate, swiftly, keeping an eye on the potions professor. When he started to take a drink she grinned and snapped her fingers. Instantly, the coins in his pocket started singing Billy Idols "Rebel Yell", causing Snape to spit his drink across the table in shock. Kit was up and running, laughing like a hyena while Dumbledore called out "Point!"

The school was in shock Severus didn't do a thing but sat back with the most wicked laugh after he silenced the coins. And began to count down

"Three…two..one!"

"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" came the shriek from the halls "MY HAIR!!!!!!!!" the teachers' table broke up as McGonagall called out, with a snicker, "Point!"

Snape's evil laughter freaked out some of the kids while others wanted to know what he'd been smoking.

When the feast was over, Gryffindor walked into a mess in their common room. Paper, and books lay all over the place and where the attractive girl was poring over a book, they saw the reason for the scream. The long, gorgeous black hair was now bubble gum pink. She looked up, a feverish light in her eyes and giggled.

"That man is gonna pay!" she purred. Then looked upset, "Pink! It had to be the one colour that I hate! Oh, Sev is soooo in for it now! War has been declared, and I will emerge victorious! But first! I have to get my hair back to black!" and she dove back into the books. After sending the first years to bed, Hermione came over and offered her help in researching the potion. A blinding smile and an arm yank sent her into the seat beside Kit and they began to outline how Severus had gotten the potion in her.

"The drink? I didn't have any, it had to be a potion, and it would have been easier to slip some in the juice. So that leaves the food. Did I eat anything you all didn't?"

"I wasn't really paying attention to your eating, really.." Hermione began when Ron opened his mouth.

"How could you be friends with that slimy git? He's a death eater and a .." he trailed off as the air went frigid and she slowly looked up.

"Shut up!" Kit hissed, her eyes black with rage. "You have no idea what he's gone through, needless to say that he is braver than anyone will ever know, and if I hear you talk about him in a negative way, by the time I'm finished with you, you won't have to worry about old Moldyfart getting you! Severus is my friend, and I don't have so many that I can throw one away because of some silly prejudiced sob. I'd fight the hounds of hell themselves to protect those I count as my friends. You have potential Red, I can see it, but if you don't get over your silly prejudices, then you are no better than the Dark Fart. Now, I am going to go and get the antidote, because he's probably waiting for me to come groveling. And I've soo got to think up a..prank.." Her voice trailed off and a wicked grin crossed her face as she looked at her kitten. And with a mutter about 'it'll take some time, but it should work…' She left the room. Hermione stood, walked over to her boyfriend and slapped him upside the head.

"Ow! What was that for?!"

"Ronald Weasley, you are so stupid at times!" she snapped and with agreement from the other girls, they went up to their dorms, leaving the boys looking stunned and confused.

"What was that all about?" Neville asked.

Kit walked swiftly through the halls down into the dungeon. She passed the Slytherin dorm and stopped in front of a portrait of a man playing the flute while fairies danced around him.

"Illumination" Kit intoned and the painting opened. She climbed in and looked around and saw Severus sleeping in a chair by the fireplace. By his side, on a small table, a vial and a note rested. Picking up the note she read,

"Hello Kit, I assume that I've fallen asleep again, so the vial will change your hair colour back to black by lunchtime tomorrow. No doubt you will be plotting on a way to get me back; I await your deviousness with anticipation. You do know of course that I will emerge victorious. Goodnight my friend. S."

The girl smiled fondly and transfigured the chair into a bed then walked into his bedroom and retrieved a blanket and covered him. She brushed his hair away from his face and dropped a kiss on his forehead before drinking the antidote in the vial. Stryfe leaped from her shoulder and curled up next to the potions master and began to purr

"Spoiled." Kit grinned as she walked out of the rooms. And straight into Draco Malfoy.

They stared at each other for a minute then his lips quirked.

"Nice hair."

"It's all the rage now."

"I..need your help. I'm supposed to turn you or kill you." Draco rushed out. "I don't want to do either."

"I see. Well, we can talk tomorrow. It's Saturday and there are no classes. Meet me by the lake after breakfast."

"Very well. Good night."

"Goddess Bless." And they parted.

A/N I know I know, lame ending. But who cares. Enjoy!