To LongLoreLover –Thanks for the review, glad u like it! No Kitty sleeps in Dudley's second bedroom. You see, the Dursleys were afraid to make her sleep in there in case Harry got angry and turned them into beetles.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Kitty and the plot. Everything else belongs to Rowling.
Next morning, as the Potter siblings made their way downstairs, they both heard a loud crack out on Private Drive. The next thing they heard was a smart rapping on the front door. Aunt Petunia opened the door to reveal a red haired man, beaming at her.
"I expect Harry has informed you that I would be coming to pick him and sister up, and take them to my house where they will spend the summer?"
Aunt Petunia shook her head, clearly horrified, and quickly readjusted her expressions as she saw Mrs. Figg walking past. "Come in fast," she finally managed to say.
Arthur Weasley obliged, and stepped into the house looking about him with an interested expression. "Ah," he said, on seeing Harry," There you are! And this must be your little sister. Arthur Weasley, pleased to meet your acquaintance," he said.
Kitty smiled shyly and shook his hand. "We're packed, Mr. Weasley, we are ready to leave," said Harry, for Mr. Weasley showed signs of wanting to stay and talk to his Uncle and Aunt.
"Right away then," he said, disappointed, "I suppose this is the first time for you both to engage in side along apparition. You must hold onto my arm tightly." Both Harry and Kitty grabbed his arm tightly, looking anxious.
It was the strangest sensation Kitty had ever felt: as though someone was squeezing her through a tight rubber tube. It ended as soon as it had begun, and very soon, Kitty found herself in front of a small rickety cottage that looked as if it might collapse in the gentlest of storms. They made their way inside to be welcomed by a plump, red haired woman who, at once, ensconced Harry in a hug.
"Mrs. Weasley," gasped Harry, settling his glasses which had become askew with Mrs. Weasley's bear-like embrace, and were now dangling from one of his ears," This is my sister, Kitty." No sooner had the words escaped his lips, did Kitty receive the same warm embrace from her.
"And this must be Ron," said Kitty, pointing to a tall lanky boy who was clapping Harry on the back,"I'm Kitty." Harry introduced her to the rest of the Weasleys. The twins came forward and looked at her appreciatively. "Wow, isn't she a cutie," said George, exchanging a significant look with Fred who bore a similar expression that clearly suggested, 'She may be just 11, but she's hot."
"And this is Hermione, "said Harry pointing to a bushy haired girl, who smiled and put her arm around Kitty."Hello Kitty. Harry has told me so much about you that I feel as if we are friends already,"said Hermione.
"Breakfast! "exclaimed Mrs. Weasley, as she set down plates of fried eggs, toast and bacon in front of them. Kitty caught Fred's eye, who winked and then smirked at Kitty's reddening face.
Days seemed to pass quickly at the Weasleys. According to Kitty, it was the best summer she had ever had. The next week saw a surprise for Kitty.
Next Tuesday, after breakfast, she was strolling in the garden with Hermione, while Harry, Ginny, Ron and the rest were playing Quidditch, when Mrs. Weasley called her inside for a moment. She ran indoors and Mrs. Weasley introduced her to a man sitting at the table, smiling at her. "Kitty, this is your godfather, Remus Lupin."