The Chronicles of the Forgotten Potter

Harry and Kat had not spoken to each other for a week now, both too stubborn to make amends. Ron and Hermione had attempted to get them on speaking terms again, but to no avail. As the days passed, the closer Kat and Draco seemed to become. She was often found in his arms and Harry didn’t like it at all. Many of the students found the pair to be a well-matched couple, dubbing them as Hogwarts royalty in a way, the Slytherin Prince and (naming her) the Gryffindor Princess.

The separation between the Potter twins was unnatural, unhealthy, and it pained them both greatly. Both wished for their spat to end, but both were far too bullheaded to do anything about it. Kat hadn’t been sleeping well at all, her dreams were getting worse and the one person that she always confided in wouldn’t even speak to her let alone acknowledge her existence. She didn’t want to trouble Hermione, especially because she knew that her friend would try to get her to go to Dumbledore about the dreams, and right now that wasn’t what she wanted to do. So she hid her exhaustion and troubles, from her brother, from her friends, from her boyfriend, from everyone and she hid them well.


Harry sat glaring at Kat and her boyfriend as they sat a ways away in the library. He hated that Malfoy was all over her and what really made his skin crawl was that the blonde-haired snake was showing what seemed to be genuine affection towards her. The way he held her, the way he looked at her, the fact he was actually smiling, not sporting his usual smirk, the fact that the pair actually looked disgustingly adorable together really set him on edge. True, he wanted his sister to be happy, but not with the Slytherin Prince of all people. “Harry… HARRY!” He snapped from his irritated state to look at a clearly annoyed Hermione. “Honestly Harry, just let it go!” she scolded. “What? I don’t like him, I’m not saying anything, so what’s the problem?” he muttered. She rolled her eyes, “Just talk to her already, it’s bothering her that you haven’t even made an effort to.” He scoffed, “Well maybe I’d talk to her if she stopped dating him.” He nodded in the couple’s direction giving a particularly disgusted look when Malfoy nuzzled into his sister’s neck earning giggles as she playfully pushed him telling him to stop so she could read.
“Harry, you’re acting like a child, stop it!” she snapped, “Her dreams have been getting worse, she won’t go to Dumbledore, and she won’t talk to me about them. She needs you and you’re just ignoring her. Have you even noticed how tired she’s been looking recently?” He was slightly taken aback by her words and took in his sister’s appearance. He could see the look in her eyes, she was clearly exhausted and he couldn’t help but feel the guilt wash over him like a bucket of ice water. “Fine,” he muttered, before standing up abruptly and walking brusquely out of the library.



Kat sat in her usual spot on the couch in the Common Room her completed homework lay beside her as she stared into the slowly dying fire, its dull glow being the only light in the room with the exception of a few candles here and there. Everyone was down at dinner still so she had the room to herself. She needed a break from everyone and from Draco. She enjoyed spending time with him but he was a bit handsy and she needed some time to herself. She heard the portrait open and the familiar voice of her brother and best friends echo into the relatively silent room. She refused to turn around, especially when they became quiet and heard two pairs of feet make their way up the different staircases up to the dorms. Harry took a deep breath before walking slowly over to the couch, sitting down on the opposite end. There was a deafening silence before Harry spoke up, “I’m sorry.” His words hung in the air as both stared off into the fire, the amber light from the fire reflecting in their identical emerald orbs.

“I forgive you,” she replied after what seemed like ages, her gaze meeting his. “I hate fighting with you Harry,” she said, her voice soft. He nodded before slowly hugging her. They held each other tightly afraid to let go. A week apart had been too much of a strain on their extremely close and powerful bond. “Tell me what you’ve been dreaming about Kat,” he said softly, not wishing to work her up, concern evident in his voice. She sighed as they released each other from their embrace. “I’ve been dreaming about the bloody door, it’s been driving me mental-“ “Katherine,” he cut in softly, “What else?” He knew she’d try to hide the truth, as always, he knew she’d try to pass it off as nothing. “He’s getting stronger Harry,” she muttered, “I can feel it.” “I know,” he replied somberly, “I can feel it too.” She sighed shakily, “He keeps making me that offer…” He placed a soothing arm around her, “Has he been torturing you like the last time? Because I swear-“ “No, he hasn’t,” she replied hastily, “There hasn’t been any pain. None are like that one… they’re almost like replays of it. They’re nowhere near as realistic as that one was.” His brow furrowed in concern, her dreams were often far worse than his and there was nothing he could do and he felt helpless.

“You still see the door Harry?” she asked. He nodded before looking down at his hands, “And I… sometimes I still see Cedric’s death.” The two fell silent, once more, his death still clear in their minds. Kat was still deeply affected by it, especially due to their relationship.

Flashback

Katherine was walking through the courtyard to get to Care for Magical Creatures when she heard someone shout after her. “Kat!” She turned to see Cedric Diggory running up to her. “Oh, hey Cedric,” she greeted him warmly, earning one of his beautiful smiles. “Would you mind if I walked with you for a moment?” he asked politely. “Sure,” she smiled as he joined her. They chatted happily as they crossed the bridge leading to the grounds. There were a few students here and there at the circle of stones that the bridge let out into. “Well, I guess I should head back up to the school,” he said as they stopped by the stone closest to the direction of Hagrid’s hut. “Yeah,” she replied, “I should probably get to class.” She was about to turn to leave when he spoke up, “Erm Kat, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Yule Ball with me? That is, if you’re not going with anyone already.” She was slightly caught off guard by his question but recovered with a smile, “I would love to go with you Cedric.”

George wasn’t happy to say the least when he found out the two were going together. They had been apart for 3 months and he was far from letting her go and moving on. Kat ignored his constant and obvious looks and pouts and moved on.

Over the next few weeks, she and Cedric’s relationship grew and he soon asked her to be his girlfriend, which she gladly accepted. They made an excellent pair as a couple and for the Yule Ball. She looked stunning in her floor-length, simple, yet elegant red dress that contrasted beautifully with her flawless pale skin.
She had become suspicious of Mad-Eye Moody when he was to place the Tri-Wizard cup in the maze, so she followed him in under the invisibility cloak/dissillusionment charm. He turned her into a statue-like figure resting the trophy in her hands. The enchantment wore off when the boys grabbed the cup and the 3 were whisked to the graveyard. It was there that she witnessed the “rebirth” of Lord Voldemort and the death of Cedric Diggory. When they reappeared with Cedric’s body, she was the first to notice her brother was missing as was the imposter Moody. She accompanied Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape, blowing the door off its hinges in anger and fear for his life.

End Flashback

That day haunted her dreams every night since serving as a constant reminder of what she and Harry were up against. “You seem happy with him Kat,” Harry said quickly, changing the subject so as not to cause his sister any further grief, “With Malfoy I mean.” She nodded with a small smile, “Yeah, he’s really sweet when he wants to be.” She left out the other, more steamy details knowing Harry would probably explode if he knew, “He’s promised to lay off insulting Hermione and Ron. Although, he’ll probably keep it to a minimum… I’ll make sure he does though, trust me.” Harry couldn’t help but smile at her, “I missed you.” She hugged him again glad to finally speak to him. Their separation had affected them deeply. Both knew that they couldn’t handle a division like that for quite some time. Both twins were more than happy to be in each other’s company once more.