Chapter 19: The one with my first detention

Disclaimer: I am just a mere visitor in the sublime world constructed by J.K Rowling. Anything that rings a bell is hers.

Chapter 18

KY's POV

I just manoeuvred onto bed, and it was no easy task. Harry seemed to think that Mrs Weasley would think we were 'up to no good' if she caught us alone outside. Paranoid that one was. Lucky, we had the broom, and the night was hot, so the windows were left open.

I tip toed to my bed and got in. Harry and I had laid there talking for at least two hours. I pulled my now dry hair into a ponytail and snuggled up, thoroughly exhausted. I must have closed my eyes for ten minutes when someone started tickling my sides.

"Ok, she reacted, she's alive."

I opened my eyes to see a mop of brown hair hanging over me. I grabbed it and pulled at it, but with not a lot of force.

"Ouch! Ky! Let go!"

"Serves you right for tickling me and waking me up. Let that be a lesson Mi."

"That you're a total dragon when you get up in the morning."

"Thanks." I said turning over and snuggling up with my pillow.

"No Ky, no more sleep. I just managed to get you up. Do you know how long I've been standing here trying to get you up? Ky! Ky!"

"Mi, sleep! Come, sleepy time," I pulled her down onto my bed, but I decided to turn positions as well, so I ended up pushing her to the floor.

She fell on her bum with a 'hrmph'. There was a screech and Crookshanks jumped out from underneath her. The look on her face woke me up, I laughed. Ahhhh Mi. I got off the bed and held out my hand,

"What are you doing on the floor Mi?" I asked her innocently. She looked at me with ire, and then grabbed my hand, then there was a smirk of evil and she pulled me down. Luckily, I managed to turn so impact would hit my bum instead of my face.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing Ky!"

I laughed and we both got up. "Evil hath an innocent face and it doth go by Hermione. Touché" I bowed to her. She curtsied and then sniffed the air.

"What is that smell." She started sniffing around like a rat. She then looked at me, "Your hair looks different, is that a leaf?" Thankfully Ginny showed up, she gave me her usual chipper and welcoming smile, "Mum's calling, and we leave in five minutes." She turned to walk away but spared enough time to give me a condescending look.

"Ky, what's going…?"

"No time Mi. I have to shower and brush my teeth. Get something for me to wear in my bag, won't you?" I leapt into the bathroom.

Five minutes later and the fastest shower I have ever had, I walked back into the room with my towel around me. I looked on the bed and found Mi holding a pair of shorts and my 'Similes are like metaphors' tee. She had a frown on her face and a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"Fancy a bit of a show with your breakie?" I said laughing, joking that I'd drop the towel.

"What! No, Ky! I opened your backpack and I saw…"

"Oh that. Yeah, it's cool. Relax Mi, it's all good." She was about to say something but got cut off when Mrs Weasley called for us.

"Oooh, look we're going to be late Mi, you know how I HATE being late." I grabbed my clothes and ran back in the bathroom.

In forty seconds, I was downstairs, looks like I'm all about breaking records today. I walked in on Mrs Weasley and the Twins getting into quite the argument, coloured objects floating in the air.

"Your hair's wet."

"And your hair's red Ron. Good morning. What's this about then?"

"Twins tried sneaking out some of their merchandise."

"Ahh, I see. Shame, bet they could have made loads of galleons."

"I know. What were you and Mione doing upstairs making all that noise?"

I opened my mouth in mock surprise, "Ronald, didn't your mother ever teach you never to ask such questions of a lady."

He laughed at me, "She did. And I ask again…"

"Yeah, yeah you're so funny."

"What's funny?" Harry said, looking just as tired but fresh and clean. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. Somewhere along our conversation I decided I liked Harry. I liked his souvenir scar and troubled eyes, his bed hair, and round glasses. I liked that his rare laughter caused his usually worried face to relax. I liked that he had conviction in his courage, and he had a kind soul. I liked Harry so much that I wasn't going to be a fool and confuse romantic feeling for friendship. Because that's what Harry and I were. Friends, and I've been alone too long to let anything jeopardise that.

"Ky, there's no need to carry a backpack. Dad has all the things we'd need."

"You're on a roll Ron, don't you know never to ask a girl what's in her bag. But if you must know what's in this bag, I'll give you a clue, its tampons. Massive ones."

He laughed at me, "Seriously, what's in the bag?"

"I don't find menstruation a joking matter." Harry's face was getting red, I guess it's because he didn't have a sister like Ron. "But if you must know, it's a sweater, raincoat, pants. You know if the weather changed."

He laughed at me, "Wouldn't peg you for the planning type."

"Goes to show, never judge a book. I'm actually very organized and punctual. Just ask Mi, I was telling her this morning." He laughed at the pompous voice I took on at the end.

"Well, come on you lot, we've got quite the walk."

Just as we were about to leave though a familiar monotone called out to me.

"Bane." Sev was standing by the Weasleys' fireplace, with a bag in his hand. He held it out to me, as he did so the strangest warmth spread downs my legs. I looked down and my shorts were growing into pants, and baggy ones at that.

I laughed; good old Sev and his conservative ways. I took the bag from him. "Your incompetence astounds me; Minerva said you left all your warm clothes at the castle. She seems to think you'll freeze and catch your death."

"I thought that's what you had in your backpack." I looked at Ron. Wonderful tact Ronald. Sev was giving me the once over and I looked up at him innocently. Oh, shite I screwed myself over with that, now he'll know something is up.

"When I carried your bag at the castle it was heavy." Damn he even commented about it didn't he, why does he have to remember things? Without another word he snatched my backpack from me.

"Hey, don't look in there, that's tampons!" But too late, he opened it, and a confused look glazed his face. "Sweets? Ton tongue-"

"You DID NOT!" And cue Mrs Weasley. Sorry boys, I did try. Fred and George had written to me the day before I arrived, telling me of their predicament. I couldn't help but help, I mean it's the twins and they just wanted to make some gold. Who am I to stand in the way of that? So, I packed my bag with the bare necessities and two heavy tomes which were now lying under Ginny's bed, just so the bag didn't seem too light and had enough space to package the merchandise later.

I looked at Sev with a side smile on my face, trying to ignore Mrs Weasleys screaming 'treating a guest as a mule', "So…funny thing…I'm hypoglycaemic…yeah muggle disease…I need sugar."

"Severus, I am so sorry that the boys influenced Ky to carry that for them. You see it's not allowed, well it's not illegal but in this house it is. I am so-"

"Molly, don't be deluded by the saccharine looks, Bane doesn't get influenced into doing anything she doesn't want to do. Do not worry though; she will be aptly punished for her disrespect to your authority. I think a week's worth of detention would suffice."

"That's not fair, school hasn't even started yet." Fred shouted.

"It's perfectly fair Mr Weasley. And if Bane has any complaints, she can take it up with the headmaster. And then I'll just ground her for the week instead, seeing as I am her guardian."

He cocked an eyebrow at me, and I launched myself at him, hugging him tightly. I don't think he realised what he admitted just then, something he had been denying for weeks now. He stopped his struggling and just stood still, as if I was a devil snare that would let him go if he stopped wriggling. I let go and he started smoothing out the creases from his cloak, "As usual your reactions are all wrong. You do not hug people for punishing you. It's inappropriate on various levels starting with the basest of which being I do not like being touched, especially by little ingrates. Behave. Don't think I won't know if you don't. Molly, Arthur." And just like that he was gone. I shook my head and smiled. Progress.

A/N: I know I'm taking my sweet time with the holidays, but I'm trying not to jump the gun with the friendships Ky makes. I'd like everyone to enjoy the process and I don't want to rush it. Please let me know if you like it!

Kalina