Kali Cimmug

Kali Cimmug. A fic of Gumlick (who else??)

"I'm hungry!" Ron moaned.

"Oh shush Ron!" Hermione hissed at him. "That's why we're at a feast!"

"Here they come!" said Harry. A long line of first years walked toward the stool, lead by McGonagall.

"Isn't she a bit old to be a first year?" asked Ron. The girl in question was indeed at least 15 years old. She had shoulder length dark brown hair, and honey-hazel eyes. She was defiantly on the short side. Her eyes met Harry's and his scar tingled a bit. She smiled at him. He noticed she had braces, which were at the moment purple. Ok, she's a Mary-Sue! Come at me with a shotgun for all I care!

After the first two letters of the alphabet, McGonagall called out "Kali Cimmug!" The girl went up and gracefully sat down on the stool. She smiled at Harry again, in even what could be considered a malicious way, although Harry didn't quite catch it, just before the hat covered her eyes. He didn't notice her smile, because for the sake of the plot, the words 'Smitten' and 'Kali' fell out of a plot hole, and bonked Harry on the head.

"SLYTHERIN!" it shouted after a beat. Harry's mouth dropped open.

"You'll catch flies like that, Potter," said Snape who was passing by. Harry closed his mouth and glared at Snape's back. He continued looking bewildered though.

'How could someone like that be in Slytherin?' he asked himself.

"What do you mean, Harry?" asked Hermione. He realized that he had said that aloud. "You don't even know her, you just saw her once." She just wouldn't leave the subject alone!

"Uh, well..." stuttered Harry. "She was kinda sharp lookin, ya know? And she looked sorta nice, ya know? And she, uh, smiled at me." He was quite red at this point. Hermione sighed. Harry didn't care, he was smitten.

The next few days Harry only got little glimpses of Kali in the corridors and at meal times, but she was always in the company of Draco Malfoy. Ron was pissed off that Harry had fallen for a Slytherin, but Hermione though it was a 'cultural experience.'

"I never thought I'd see the day when Harry James Potter would be looking forward to potions," said Ron with his hands on his hips. The Harry Potter in question was at the moment applying aftershave on his peach-fuzz and straightening his robes.

"Do I look ok?" he asked Ron, while still fidgeting.

"You look fine, mate," he told Harry reassuringly.

Since Harry had taken so long getting ready, he and Ron were a few minutes late. They were racing towards the potions room when they collided into Kali and Draco who were also late and running.

"Watch where you're going, Potter," snarled Draco, getting to his feet. You knocked Kali over!"

"Oh, Draco," said Kali, accepting Harry's hand and also standing up. "I'm sure he didn't mean to." Draco smirked and they walking in together, followed shortly by Harry and Ron.

"Ah, gentlemen," said Snape turning his long but purdy nose down at Harry and Ron. "Glad to see you make your appearance," he said sarcastically. Ron opened his mouth to say something, but Snape wasn't finished yet.

"Since you two were the very last students to arrive, 10 points will be deducted from each of you." Kali looked sympathetically at Harry from her seat next to Draco. Harry and Ron went to go sit down.

"Not so fast..." said Snape evilly. "Draco, partner with Weasley, Kali with Potter." Ron and Draco grumbled about for a while and Harry smiled shyly at Kali and sat down.

"So where'd you transfer from--Kali, isn't it?"

'Smooth, Potter,' he thought.

"No talking!" barked Snape in their direction. Kali looked him in the eye and replied, "We were discussing the assignment, Professor."

"Is that so?" he asked, but went back to reading "Serial Killers" by Joel Norris.

"I transferred from Durmstrang. Dark magic just isn't for Kali!" she said in 3^rd person, an odd habit of hers. Harry chuckled.

"If you don't like dark magic, then why did you get put in Slytherin?"

"Well, Harry, Slytherin isn't just about dark magic," she explained patiently. "It's also about ambition and manipulation."

"Wow," breathed Harry like a rabbit in heat and stared at her. It's a known fact that males are hard-wired to respond visually. So they are turned on mostly by things that they see. Women, on the other hand, get aroused by what they hear and feel. Which is why women like to hear men whisper sweet-nothings in their ears, whereas they would much prefer just to look at them. It can't be helped. Harry accidentally knocked some dragon-tooth powder into their potion, and it exploded. Kali was clever enough to duck under the desk, but Harry who wasn't got splashed in the face and sprouted boils.

"20 points from Potter!" roared Snape, and sent him to the hospital wing. He felt like making him suffer more by not just clearing the boils himself.

'REAL smooth,' Harry thought.