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Title: A Bit of Fun
Pairing: Katie Bell/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1273
Summary: Katie goes with Harry to Godric's Hollow.
Author's Notes: This is set a year or so after Deathly Hallows. Thanks to my beta for the quick turnaround and the help on the ending.
"First time you had a girl in your room, Harry?" She didn't know why she said it, but all this just had such a depressing feel to it. She hoped to lighten the mood a little, however as usual her attempts at humor were usually left with awkward silence. While she could see Harry turn and look at her, she had just assumed he was looking at her in disbelief like everyone else. In reality, Harry wasn't much like everyone else and the shadows hid his amused expression.
"Me and Hermione had poked around a little last time," he said as he slowly walked about the room. "But we didn't get much of a chance to look around."
Katie slowly looked around at what remained of the Potters’ Cottage. The walls had large holes and fire damage, and the ceiling was partially collapsed. Feeling a small chill, she started to understand why Harry never saw himself as a hero.
With it being New Year's Eve, Harry was on leave from Auror training and had somehow been wrangled into helping Hannah setup a New Year's party. But with it seeming like Hannah and Neville, who had volunteered on his own, having everything under control he had gone to run an errand.
She had been having lunch in the Leaky Cauldron at the time when, after Hannah had voiced concern about him going anywhere alone, she had volunteered to go with him. Harry and her had always had a friendly relationship, bonding quickly over the same Hogwarts' house and Quidditch. Like Angelina and Alicia, she had seen Harry as a little brother to the chasers, but around her fifth year, during the Goblet of Fire tournament, her feelings began changing. Trying to push it aside as just an admiration of how impressive he was during the tournament, she tried to ignore the jealously she felt towards Cho when Harry took an obvious shine to her.
Then after a summer apart, the feelings went away as quickly as they had come when they were dealing with Umbridge. Then during her final year she was busy trying to recover from the cursed necklace. It was when Harry started Auror training the stirrings had begun to come back, she having started the year before. Spending a lot of time together studying and training meant she got to begin to know him beyond the superficial layer she had known.
She had been surprised when his errand had been a trip to Godric's Hollow. Not exactly a stroll round the block.
For a short bit they strolled in to town and then paused for a moment at a statue of angels. Just as curiosity got her, she watched in awe as the statue suddenly changed in the blink of an eye. Harry's mum and dad. Biting the inside of her cheek, her fingers twitched slightly as she fought the urge to reach out to Harry. We're just friends.
As Harry suddenly turned away and strolled off in a new direction, she quickly followed. Again, just as her curiosity piqued, Harry made her laugh despite herself. He brought them to a halt, and again in the blink of an eye the damaged shell of an old cottage came in to view, 'If I knew we were going to have visitors, I'd have cleaned up a little more. Sobering a little, she realized that this had been Harry's home.
Entering the grounds, he explained that he had been meaning to come for awhile now. 'Take a proper account of the place,' he had said, stating that he had only been here briefly with Hermione while on the run last year.
She wasn't sure what to say or even do, so she simply followed him inside and tried to stay out of his way. But after awhile the overwhelming feelings as they searched room by room began to grow heavy. 'First time you had a girl in your room, Harry?' the question just came out.
Feeling embarrassed, she turned away and started to walk towards the blown out window. But just as she took a step, she heard the wood floor under Harry’s feet creak and then begin to splinter. Without thinking, Katie gave a running start and smashed in to Harry sending them crashing into the near wall. Seconds afterwards, the floor where he had been standing gave way leaving a hole big enough to fall through.
As the pair slammed in to the wall, the wall groaned at the sudden impact, but luckily stayed intact. For a moment all that could be heard was their heavy breathing, until once again Harry joked, "Katie, where are your hands?"
It took a split second for her to realize she was holding his arse. Her face went flush as she reluctantly looked at him. When the hell did he get almost as tall as me? She knew her flush was probably getting redder as he smirked at her. "Sorry about that," she replied as she let go. "I just-"
Harry snickered under his breath at her bumbling. "Are you laughing at me?" she asked. "I just saved you from crashing through the floor and you're laughing at me? Should've let you fall, maybe it'd knock some sense in to ya."
His grin widened, "You would know about knocks to the head, wouldn't you? Spent more time in the infirmary than I did."
Glaring at him for a moment, she slowly started laughing. "Git."
Sobering a little, Harry glanced at his watch. "We should probably head back. It'll take a little while to get back to London. Hermione will have a fit if I don't at least make an appearance."
"Don't want to make the family angry," she muttered bitterly, stepping back a few steps. She didn't want to go back; aside from having no interest in the party, she was enjoying being alone with Harry. When in private, something that was very rare nowadays, the Hero went away and the real Harry seemed to come out.
"What?"
Embarrassed, Katie looked away. "How many mothers do you have? Do you ever do anything you want to do?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She heard the change in his voice, but she had never been one to be tactful before. "All I ever hear is all the things you have to do," she told him in a clearer voice. "When was the last time you had any fun?"
Watching Harry stand up from the wall, she half expected him to snap at her but instead he stayed quiet as he walked up to her. Shifting nervously under his gaze, "Well?" she asked, hoping her voice didn't waver.
"Well, I'm kind of having fun right now."
"Be careful, Potter," Katie replied after letting out a nervous laugh. Trying to ignore her quickening pulse, Katie said, "It's comments like those that get you in to trouble."
"Could be worth the trouble."
"Really?" she said sarcastically. "What do you have in mind?"
"One of the Muggle things I've always wanted to do was to see the London fireworks."
"What about your family?"
Harry shrugged. "The world isn't going to end if I miss one party. I should know. How many times have I faced the end of the world?" he joked. "Besides, we can always stop by the Leaky afterwards."
"Sounds like fun." Katie then gave Harry her own mischievous grin. "Last to London buys the first pint," and with that she disappeared before Harry with a soft pop.
With a chuckle, Harry shook his head. "You'll have to try harder than that," he said before Apparating after her.
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nephthysmoonTitle: A Bit of Fun
Pairing: Katie Bell/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1273
Summary: Katie goes with Harry to Godric's Hollow.
Author's Notes: This is set a year or so after Deathly Hallows. Thanks to my beta for the quick turnaround and the help on the ending.
"First time you had a girl in your room, Harry?" She didn't know why she said it, but all this just had such a depressing feel to it. She hoped to lighten the mood a little, however as usual her attempts at humor were usually left with awkward silence. While she could see Harry turn and look at her, she had just assumed he was looking at her in disbelief like everyone else. In reality, Harry wasn't much like everyone else and the shadows hid his amused expression.
"Me and Hermione had poked around a little last time," he said as he slowly walked about the room. "But we didn't get much of a chance to look around."
Katie slowly looked around at what remained of the Potters’ Cottage. The walls had large holes and fire damage, and the ceiling was partially collapsed. Feeling a small chill, she started to understand why Harry never saw himself as a hero.
With it being New Year's Eve, Harry was on leave from Auror training and had somehow been wrangled into helping Hannah setup a New Year's party. But with it seeming like Hannah and Neville, who had volunteered on his own, having everything under control he had gone to run an errand.
She had been having lunch in the Leaky Cauldron at the time when, after Hannah had voiced concern about him going anywhere alone, she had volunteered to go with him. Harry and her had always had a friendly relationship, bonding quickly over the same Hogwarts' house and Quidditch. Like Angelina and Alicia, she had seen Harry as a little brother to the chasers, but around her fifth year, during the Goblet of Fire tournament, her feelings began changing. Trying to push it aside as just an admiration of how impressive he was during the tournament, she tried to ignore the jealously she felt towards Cho when Harry took an obvious shine to her.
Then after a summer apart, the feelings went away as quickly as they had come when they were dealing with Umbridge. Then during her final year she was busy trying to recover from the cursed necklace. It was when Harry started Auror training the stirrings had begun to come back, she having started the year before. Spending a lot of time together studying and training meant she got to begin to know him beyond the superficial layer she had known.
She had been surprised when his errand had been a trip to Godric's Hollow. Not exactly a stroll round the block.
For a short bit they strolled in to town and then paused for a moment at a statue of angels. Just as curiosity got her, she watched in awe as the statue suddenly changed in the blink of an eye. Harry's mum and dad. Biting the inside of her cheek, her fingers twitched slightly as she fought the urge to reach out to Harry. We're just friends.
As Harry suddenly turned away and strolled off in a new direction, she quickly followed. Again, just as her curiosity piqued, Harry made her laugh despite herself. He brought them to a halt, and again in the blink of an eye the damaged shell of an old cottage came in to view, 'If I knew we were going to have visitors, I'd have cleaned up a little more. Sobering a little, she realized that this had been Harry's home.
Entering the grounds, he explained that he had been meaning to come for awhile now. 'Take a proper account of the place,' he had said, stating that he had only been here briefly with Hermione while on the run last year.
She wasn't sure what to say or even do, so she simply followed him inside and tried to stay out of his way. But after awhile the overwhelming feelings as they searched room by room began to grow heavy. 'First time you had a girl in your room, Harry?' the question just came out.
Feeling embarrassed, she turned away and started to walk towards the blown out window. But just as she took a step, she heard the wood floor under Harry’s feet creak and then begin to splinter. Without thinking, Katie gave a running start and smashed in to Harry sending them crashing into the near wall. Seconds afterwards, the floor where he had been standing gave way leaving a hole big enough to fall through.
As the pair slammed in to the wall, the wall groaned at the sudden impact, but luckily stayed intact. For a moment all that could be heard was their heavy breathing, until once again Harry joked, "Katie, where are your hands?"
It took a split second for her to realize she was holding his arse. Her face went flush as she reluctantly looked at him. When the hell did he get almost as tall as me? She knew her flush was probably getting redder as he smirked at her. "Sorry about that," she replied as she let go. "I just-"
Harry snickered under his breath at her bumbling. "Are you laughing at me?" she asked. "I just saved you from crashing through the floor and you're laughing at me? Should've let you fall, maybe it'd knock some sense in to ya."
His grin widened, "You would know about knocks to the head, wouldn't you? Spent more time in the infirmary than I did."
Glaring at him for a moment, she slowly started laughing. "Git."
Sobering a little, Harry glanced at his watch. "We should probably head back. It'll take a little while to get back to London. Hermione will have a fit if I don't at least make an appearance."
"Don't want to make the family angry," she muttered bitterly, stepping back a few steps. She didn't want to go back; aside from having no interest in the party, she was enjoying being alone with Harry. When in private, something that was very rare nowadays, the Hero went away and the real Harry seemed to come out.
"What?"
Embarrassed, Katie looked away. "How many mothers do you have? Do you ever do anything you want to do?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She heard the change in his voice, but she had never been one to be tactful before. "All I ever hear is all the things you have to do," she told him in a clearer voice. "When was the last time you had any fun?"
Watching Harry stand up from the wall, she half expected him to snap at her but instead he stayed quiet as he walked up to her. Shifting nervously under his gaze, "Well?" she asked, hoping her voice didn't waver.
"Well, I'm kind of having fun right now."
"Be careful, Potter," Katie replied after letting out a nervous laugh. Trying to ignore her quickening pulse, Katie said, "It's comments like those that get you in to trouble."
"Could be worth the trouble."
"Really?" she said sarcastically. "What do you have in mind?"
"One of the Muggle things I've always wanted to do was to see the London fireworks."
"What about your family?"
Harry shrugged. "The world isn't going to end if I miss one party. I should know. How many times have I faced the end of the world?" he joked. "Besides, we can always stop by the Leaky afterwards."
"Sounds like fun." Katie then gave Harry her own mischievous grin. "Last to London buys the first pint," and with that she disappeared before Harry with a soft pop.
With a chuckle, Harry shook his head. "You'll have to try harder than that," he said before Apparating after her.
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Date: 2013-02-26 12:01 am (UTC)Now that you mention the Batman face, I can see it.
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Date: 2013-01-31 10:43 pm (UTC)Did I mention that I love it?
Gushing aside, it's utterly perfect. Damn, that's still gushing, isn't it?
Okay, calm, I will be calm. I will breathe and be calm and rational. I adored the bits about Harry having too many mothers - Hermione certainly does have that quality to her, doesn't she? Particularly around Harry. I love that you've brought that into this and made it clear that the relationship those two have is definitely one of a maternal sort. I love Godric's Hollow - and this pairing is my guilty pleasure. It really is. I love what you've done with them. I also love how you've put Katie's feelings starting with a youthful infatuation beginning at the Triwizard Cup. That's adorable. Why should Cho be the only one who gets a crush on the Boy Who Lived, after all?
I could continue raving about how much I loved this, but really, I would be up all night doing so, and that's just absurd. Please, rest assured that I love this so much that I can't wait to find out who you are so I can heap praises upon your head and read the rest of your writing.
THANK YOU! SO MUCH!
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