Catina Lennox didn't stick to stereotypes. In fact, she despised them more than anything, yes she had Slytherin traits but not those since tarnished by those who turned to evil rather than staying hard-headed and fighting for what they truly believ...
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The next morning Catina awoke to shouts from floors below her. Groggily she rolled over and saw Ginny, pushing herself up as well, wiping the hair from her face and sighing. "It's probably my brothers," Ginny muttered, rolling her eyes as she hauled herself up. "Sometimes I wish I was an only child."
Catina's stomach dropped. She would give anything to have siblings who would love and care for her; to be able to play with and annoy. Her childhood had been long and boring and even when her, many, foster families had children, they didn't want anything to do with the "deranged" girl. Hearing Ginny, who was lucky to have six brothers, claim she wished she didn't baffled Catina. Why could she think such a thing? From what she had seen the Weasley siblings, granted quite different in personalities, were the first people to stick up for each other in situations, so why now would she decide that she didn't want them?
Catina chose not to press on the matter and rather she hurriedly changed into a fresh pair of clothes for the day. With a lack of sunlight it was hard to tell whether it was warm enough to wear anything slightly revealing such as shorts or a simple t-shirt, but due to the fact that 12 Grimmauld Place was riddled with damp she decided it was best for a legging and jumper day. She could always change if it got too hot.
A few moments after both girls had changed a knock on their door brought them out of their thick, heaving silence as Sirius stepped into the room, heading straight for the bushy haired girl. "Cat, Professor Dumbledore is waiting in the drawing room for you. Ginny, your mum wants you."
Catina nodded, standing up just as Ginny spoke, "what was all of that noise?"
Sirius sniggered, "your mother found out that Fred and George were planning to create some pranks and joke products this summer and has confiscated a large number of their creations."
The redhead groaned and flopped down onto her bed, it being such a regular occurrence for her mother to yell at one if not two of her brothers, so much so she didn't even know why she bothered to ask. Sirius sniggered again and followed Catina out of the room, down the stairs and into the drawing room.
"That you Sirius," Said Professor Dumbledore, "that will be all."
Sirius saluted the elder wizard and shuffled out of the room, sending one last smile towards the girl as he shut the door behind him. Catina stood awkwardly, her eyes following the walls where a tapestry was, many branches of a tree stretching across it with many faces and names labelling them, however they were some black splotches even over the face that said "Sirius Black."
"Miss Lennox, take a seat." He said softly, guiding the girl to the sofa where he perched himself. He pushed up his half-moon spectacles and ran and hand through his long white beard. Catina sat one leg crossed over the other, her fingers playing with the bottom of her leggings which were accidentally tucked into the top of her fluffy socks. "I presume you are wondering what this is about."
