Kat's POV
I wanted to punch Ron so bad! I dragged Harry upstairs and collapsed on the bed. I turned my head away from him and tears started streaking down my face. I felt the bed dip and I knew it was Harry. He took my hand in his. I turned my head to look at him. He laid down next to me and turned me over to face him. He wrapped his arms around me and I buried my head in his chest. A small sob escaped my lips. He pulled away and cupped my face in his hands. He wiped away my tears and kissed my forehead. I smiled sadly at him. I pointed to my lips. He chuckled and leaned in. He captured my lips in a kiss. My hands played with his hair, while his hand went to my cheek. I smiled against his lips. I pulled away and smiled at him. His emerald green eyes pierced into mine as he smiled back. I nuzzled my head in his neck. I smelled his scent... vanilla and pine. "You smell good." I mumbled against his neck. He chuckled. "Why thank you." He replied. "Why did Ron say that?" I asked pulling away to look into his eyes. "I don't know... but even if you do have muggle parents... I still love you. Probably more actually." He said smiling at me, with his big green eyes sparkling. "I love you to Harry." I said softly. I gently brought my fingertips to his forehead and moved his bangs out of his eyes. He closed his eyes. "Can I try to comb your hair?" I asked giggling. He nodded. "Just let me warn you... it is impossible!" He said his voice getting dark. I giggled again. I got up and got his comb. I sat back down behind him. I sat on my knees so I could reach. I started to comb piece by piece. It wasn't looking any better. "Harry could I cast a spell on your hair? I want to try something." I said grinning. He just nodded. I got up and grabbed my wand. When I walked back I saw That Harry's eyes were closed. I walked up closer and leaned down and kissed him. I pulled away and quickly got back behind him. He opened his eyes. "Kat?" He asked turning around. I smiled innocently at him. "What?" I asked softly. He just smiled at me and turned back around. I whispered a spell, suddenly all of Harry's hair fell flat. "Perfect." I whispered. "Harry... just saying your hair looks like Malfoy's now." I said giggling. He turned around and his eyes were half covered by his hair. "You think?" He asked sarcastically. I giggled again. "Hold on!" I said in my defense. I gently combed his hair out of his eyes and put it to the side. "Accio scissors." I whispered. Harry's eyes widened. "Don't worry! I'm just gonna cut it in the front a little!" I said quickly before he started to panic about his 'precious' hair. He sighed in relief. Scissors were soon in my hand. I had Harry turn his body around to face me. I pulled his hair through my fingers and snipped off a little of it on the bottom. I did the front and it looked AWESOME! "Wow!" I breathed. "It's a miracle!" I added giggling. "Want to surprise Mione?" I asked smiling. He nodded grinning. I lead him downstairs. I paused and turned around. I pulled Harry's glasses off and pulled his hair in front of his eyes and his scar. He didn't look anything like himself! "Can you see?" I whispered. He nodded. I lead him into the common room where Hermione and Ron was sitting. I ignored Ron and pulled Harry over to Hermione. "Hermione... look!" I said getting her head out of the book she was reading. "Who's this? Harry's gonna be jealous Kat!" She exclaimed. "So? This is James." I said gesturing to Harry. "Potter." I finished. "Harry James Potter actually." I said like it was nothing. I moved his hair and put his glasses back on his face. Hermione gasped. "It's a miracle!" She breathed. I giggled. Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and we walked down to the Great Hall to show everyone Harry's new hair... and I'm gonna be the SUPERSTAR!
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