Okay, as you probably should know by now, nobody on this site owns Harry Potter unless they somehow have the name of Joanne Kathleen Rowling.
"Parseltongue"
"Normal Talk"
Thoughts/spells
Enjoy!
There was a ripple throughout the school as the first Hogsmeade visit took place. Kiru was left behind since she was a first year and not permitted to go, but she saw one of the other third years who was left behind. She snuck up behind him, and followed his footprints in the snow exactly.
"You must be Harry Potter," she said just before she yanked the invisibility cloak off him. "What are you doing out here? Trying to get to Hogsmeade?"
"Yeah," he said dejectedly as he turned around. His green eyes reflected what she felt – sorrow, abandonment. "So, Snape's your dad. What's it like?"
"Dunno. I met him on the train, and have been making potions with him ever since in my free time whenever his schedule allows it," Kiru shrugged. "So, why did your mom name you needle?"
"Wait – what?" Harry asked confused, and Kiru looked at him.
"Your name – needle in Japanese. Mine means 'to cut'. I guess my mom was half drunk or something, probably basing it off of 'sever' since that's the root of dad's name. Who are they?" Kiru asked, jerking her head at the Weasley twins.
"The Weasley twins – they love fun and games, not to mention pranks," harry smiled, but frowned as he saw Kiru's evil one.
"What do you say we coerce them into ambushing a prefect? Or rather, helping me ambush her? You see, she's not allowed to touch me, cast a spell on me, or even look at me the wrong way or scold me. Dad's forbidden it after that first night when she outright attacked me. I could get away with almost anything I wanted to against her without evidence to prove it was me," Kiru grinned, and Harry's grin widened.
"Talent for trouble," Harry grinned. "I like it. Come on, let's go have a look. Hey, Fred, George! C'mere!"
The two travelled, swapping abuse stories from their broken homes and lives. Even though Harry hated her father, he couldn't help but sympathize with Kiru – especially since it was her own mother who beat her ruthlessly, and Harry shuddered as she told him why Snape never rescued her. He told her his stories, and his daring escapes, and she openly laughed as he told her about ramming into the Whomping willow and almost getting expelled. She also made a mental note not to repeat that mistake, or with the forest.
"So, this is Hogsmeade?" Kiru asked quietly, looking around. "Wow. Look, I'd better go back to the castle, I've got to get my dog in a bath. I almost completely forgot. Good luck."
"Thanks. You too," Harry said. "I never thought I'd say this about you, but – it was nice meeting you. It really was."
"Thanks. You too," she grinned before racing off back to the castle. When she got back, Professor Lupin was glaring at the location she'd left at. Oops. "Hi, Professor."
"Walk with me," he said calmly, and she tensed up in fear. She knew what he was – her mother had told her that a werewolf was amongst the Gryffindor, and Kiru hadn't let it slip her notice that her father made the Wolfsbane potion once a month. Lupin was the only possible explanation for it.
"Professor, why did the dementor attack me on the train?" she asked, weaseling her way out of trouble.
"There are horrors in your past that most others can't imagine. Harry watched his parents' death, you watched your mother's. You both grew up in less than desirable homes, and I meant no disrespect for Severus. He's turned out to be a fine father for you, a much better one that he could have asked for. I'm sure you can gather the rest," Lupin said kindly.
"Sir, is there a way for me to fend them off? Destroy them? There must be something!"she pled desperately.
"There is the Patronus charm, but I'm afraid that I'm not in the right health to teach you. Perhaps Severus when he returns," Lupin said as he strode ahead into his office. Kiru sighed heavily, and headed to the second floor girls' bathroom. She'd noticed how Myrtle flooded the room less often whenever she was visited more often…
"Myrtle, if I told you I could bring you back to life, what would you say?" Kiru asked, and Myrtle's eyes widened.
"I – could you?" Myrtle asked, wondering about what on earth the young Slytherin was talking about.
"I found out a way, but… it's complicated. Very complicated, and I'm ninety nine percent sure it's illegal," Kiru grinned. "But that's what's so fun about it. and it's a potion."
"I say to hell with the laws! I want another chance at life!" Myrtle grinned, swooping out of the bathroom and startling the Slytherins. Kiru laughed, wondering if she'd gotten the Slytherin house another ghost in addition to the Bloody Baron.
"Also, I've been fiddling around with the Ocarina my dad gave me. I've figured out a few tunes and given them names and jotted down the notes in code to make sure I remember them," Kiru laughed.
"May I see your notes?" Myrtle asked, and Kiru nodded pulling out her pen and paper. "Oh, what's this Minuet of Woods do?"
"Allows me to control any non-human in a forest, except the centaurs," Kiru grinned. "The Prelude of Light shows me a possible future; the Serenade of water allows me to have fish abilities, like breathing underwater and talking to mermen – don't ask. The song of Time allows me to stop or alter time as I see fit, but only for a few hours at a time. Epona's song, as I call it, summon's something, I'm sure, but I'm not sure what yet. Saria's song is the same way, only it's supposed to open up some sort of telepathic link. I'll figure those two out eventually. The Song of Storms summons rainstorms, and the Sun song summons or dispels the sun. The Requiem of Spirit allows me to change someone's mind or something like that, I think. The Bolero of Fire controls fire, naturally. The Nocturne of Shadow allows me to Necromance, which I think is totally awesome! Hime's Lullaby returns everything to normal, and acts as a lullaby or a key if I need to."
"Kiru!" the female prefect sang a few days later, eager to poison the young first year. "I've got something for you – one of the boys in Gryffindor wanted me to give it to you! Some sort of useless old parchment that insults anyone who tries to read it!"
"Awesome!" Kiru screamed, lunging for the Marauder's Map. "I can't believe he gave it to me! Kyaa!"
"Whatever," she grumbled. "His redhead friend wanted you to have this," she said handing over a bottle of poison of her own concocting. The small girl wouldn't even know what hit her.
"Cool! Thanks!" she yelled over her shoulder as she raced out to the area near the whomping willow.
She screeched to a halt, confused as to why her father was talking in an animal form to the large black dog she'd assigned to be her familiar until further notice. She huffed, then frowned.
"Hey, dad, why does this thing say 'Peter Pettigrew' on it? I mean, I know it shows where people are on castle grounds, but I thought Pettigrew was dead," the small blackette asked. (A/N, NOT a racist joke. Hair color joke.)
"Kiru, Pettigrew – where did you get that?" Snape panicked as he saw the Marauder's Map, and she could tell that the dog was sweating bullets.
"The prefect girl gave it to me. Said it was from one of the other prefects, a guy. She wouldn't say anything else, though. Why?"
"That- this is impossible! Black is the dog, I need him here to help prove his innocence. I've got an idea, but I need you to play along with it and lie low for a while, understand? No rule breaking, and for the love of snakes – give that back to whoever you got it from!" he snapped. "On second thought, give it to me. I don't want it falling into the wrong hands, and it is my duty as a teacher to enforce the rules. This map breaks about twenty in and of itself."
"Right. I'll leave it in your office," she said before dashing back to the dungeons.
"Hey, what's that?" Malfoy asked pointing at the bottle in her hand as she got back to the common rooms.
"Dunno – the prefect girl said that someone paid her to pass it on to me. She said it was from one of the other prefects," Kiru shrugged downing it quickly. "Huh. Tasted kinda like Ginger ale. Oh, what? Don't give me that look!"
"Uh, Kiru-san," Malfoy began hesitantly, and the preteen turned around just as a spell went whooshing past her ear.
"Help!" she screamed, and somehow Hermione's cat clawed its way onto Pettigrew's face. He pointed a wand at her, and she was thrown backwards, rendered unconscious from the blow to her head.
Draco Malfoy frowned as the fat person shrank into a rat. An animagus was roaming the school – something told him that this fatty wasn't the only one. He knew McGonagall was a tabby cat, but who else was there? Sirius Black? Kiru? Granger's cat?
He panicked, and raced to get Mellicent Bullstrode to help him get the small girl into the Hospital wing. Potter stared as they passed, and as did a number of the teachers before rolling their eyes. Professor Snape was nowhere to be seen. The female prefect, on the other hand, held onto the rat that she had begun plotting with. She knew how to get Black back in jail, and the first year she hated so much. All she needed was a motive like an attack.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville flinched as Snape burst in on the potions lesson that Slughorn was substituting for. Oh, he was angry, and that meant that someone attacked Kiru again. They kept their heads low, and for once, didn't plot anything or say a word to each other. The bell finally rang to go to lunch, and Harry packed his things quickly. It had been since Christmas since they'd seen Kiru, and it was now April, almost May.
"Potter!" Snape bellowed, and Harry flinched worse. "Don't you dare leave this dungeon!"
"Yes, sir," Harry squeaked, honestly terrified. He'd seen Snape mad at Lockhart, but never, not in a million years anything near close to this level of rage. He was a brave and cocky Gryffindor, but this honestly and truly terrified him.
"What do you know about this?" he asked, pulling out the Marauder's Map.
"I gave that to a prefect to give to Kiru! She was asking about the best places to hide from the prefect, so I let her borrow it!" Harry protested, and Snape glared.
"Did you send anything else with her?" Snape asked, and Harry shook his head.
"No, sir. Nobody else did, either. Why? Is she alright?" Harry asked, his eyes clouding over with worry. Normally he wouldn't care less about a Slytherin, but this was the one person who shared a background almost identical to his.
"No," Snape growled. "She's in the hospital wing half fucking dead! Now you can tell me what you know about the prefect, or Peter Pettigrew."
"All I know about Pettigrew was that he was a friend of my dad's," Harry frowned furrowing his brow further. "I swear, Professor, that's all I know, honest! I would never hurt Kiru, not when our pasts are so similar!"
"Get out," Snape growled, and Harry raced out like his life was on the line. He told Ron and Hermione everything, and they gasped.
"Snape has feelings?" Ron asked, shocked. Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron's ignoring the sorting that school year.
"What I'd like to know, is what happened to Kiru," one of the first year Gryffindors said as they passed the trio. They gasped audibly, suddenly realizing why Snape was so on edge.
"Oh no," Harry and Hermione gasped at the same time, but raced up to the Gryffindor tower anyways – they'd lost all appetite after this recent news.
"I think I'll skip the next Quidditch game to check up on her," Hermione said at last.
"No, it's Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff," Ron and Harry objected.
"Fine, then, after the match," Hermione huffed indignantly.
"How is she?" she heard her father say hesitantly.
"She's got a concussion, and there's some sort of poison in her system – but I can't figure it out! I managed to get some of the potion, perhaps you could decipher it."
"I'll try. Send Draco for me as soon as Kiru starts to wake up."
"I will if he's awake," she heard Madame Pomfrey say with a sigh. "Kids these days are too cruel. I just wish I knew what was going on with you, sweetheart."
Sometime later, Kiru heard a loud noise, and the hospital wing doors burst open to reveal an unconscious Potter, not that Kiru saw him. She knew his aura, somehow, and the feel of a post-dementor attack in his system. Ignoring the excited and terrified murmurs of the other students, Gryffindors by the sound of it, she began concocting poisons in her head to use on the prefect girl. She remained in the darkness, and vaguely heard someone barge in.
"I didn't do it," she heard the prefect girl protesting as a disheveled Marcus Flint dragged her into the room. "What the hell happened to the brat this time?"
"Poison," Flint replied, and the entire Quidditch team backed him up. "Poison that we found in your flask!"
"Okay, I was paid to do that, alright? Some weird fat, short guy with a missing finger!" she screamed, and Snape froze in the doorway. Kiru was rising, but was in a zombie-like state.
Kiru had heard enough. She didn't care what it took – she would kill this prefect if it was the last thing she did. She knew she couldn't open her eyes because of the poison, but she had had enough training under her mother's tutelage to know how to fight back when blind.
"Ariadne, no!" Flint yelled, and Kiru felt herself flying through the air.
"Kiru!" Snape yelled, and Harry stared in shock at what he saw.
A Slytherin prefect had just attacked one of the first years, in her own house at that. And Snape – cold, heartless, emotionless Snape – had tried to stop it and actually lunged for the prefect's throat as the small girl went flying through the window behind her, shattering it and plummeting into the darkness below with nothing to stop her.
Kiru's dying! Jk, magic will save her.