The sun was shining down on Katherine McCree's face.

" I'm going to miss you summer," she sighed, lying on a branch in the tree on her families ranch. She looked at the sky through the small clearing of leaves at the top on the tree.

"You're a bloody foul git, you know!?" exclaimed a very agitated male voice, breaking her peace.

"At least I'm not an egotistical, pretty boy," Another male voice snapped back.

"Well, Liam, I'm sorry that you weren't born with gorgeous features. Some just aren't as lucky as I." The first voice said sarcastically. Kat groaned at the argument.

"Oi, will you bloody fools knock it off!" she yelled jumping down from the tree, landing in front of two angry seventeen-year-old boys. "I swear I leave ye two for one second and ye be at each others throats." Her accent going back and forth from Scottish to English. Standing before her were her was Liam McCree, her handsome twin brother. He was a good six foot two inches and very well built. Next to him was a very angry and slightly amused Cedric Diggory, Liam's best friend. He too equally handsome as Liam, though Kat found his brown hair a lot more tasteful than her brothers' black and green hair, was looking to Kat for help to settle their score. The two of them were in one of their what seemed like daily fights, though the fights rarely lasted and were over and forgotten by dinner. "Now, Liam what have you done now?

"Nothing!" Liam retaliated, looking outraged, "Why does everyone automatically assume that I cause these kind of things?" Kat and Cedric laughed.

"Cause you do, Liam." Kat smiled.

"You see, my kitten," Cedric laughed, putting an arm around Kats shoulders. "Our dear Liam here has been judging people he hasn't even met."

"Liam Rockford McCree!" Kat gasped in a mock motherly tone, "how dare you be so rude," she waved a finger at Liam.

"You do that too well," Liam scowled at his twin. Kat shrugged.

"And who Ceddy-bear has he been so cruel to?" She laughed, peeling Cedric's arm off her.

"Well my dear, that would be my girlfriend, Cho Chang." Kats brow furrowed.

"Ain't that the fourth year girl you introduced me to?" she asked.

"That's the one," Kat crinkled her nose.

"Come on Ced," She giggled slightly, "No offense, but you can do better than that." Cedrics smile faltered.

"What do you mean, love?"

"Ced," Kat raised an eyebrow, " She's a fourth year," She emphasized on fourth. "As in she's fourteen."

"So, what's your point?"

"I don't know if you noticed," she pointed at finger at Cedric's chest. "YOU are seventeen, it's kind of weird don't you think?"

"That's what I said," Liam added, "Man, you could get any seventh year girl you wanted, even sixth year, but fourth?"

"He's right," Cedric rolled his eyes turning away. "Ced," Kat placed a hand on shoulder.

"What?" he snapped, shrugging her hand off him. Kat sighed.

"I swear, you have more mood swings than my mum." Kat turned to Liam "I've done all I can do. Why don't you actually try talking to him rather than bite off his head? Accio Firebolt." Her ivory broom came flying toward the trio, heading straight for Cedric.

"What the hell, Kitty?" Cedric fumed, barely dodging the broom. Kat snorted at him and straddled her broom.

"Im surprised it missed your fat head," With that she took off into the sky.

"Wait, did she just do wandless magic?" Cedric asked. Liam shrugged at him, turned, and walked toward the house. Cedrics gaze went from his best friends retreating back to the girl flying above him.

Kat loved flying, she smiled to herself as she felt the breeze went through her fingers, with the Sun beating down on her face. It was comforting, she felt calm, thinking about everything.

Kat and Liam have always been close, obviously since they were twins, Liam was her best friend, next to Cedric of course. The twins had met Cedric at the Quidditch World Cup when they were eleven. The three were inseparable that is until recently. Liam had discovered he had leukemia; he stopped hanging out with Cedric and herself for some time. When the initial shock wore off he was back to normal, kind of. Liam refused to let Cedric know what was going on. He made Kat swear not to tell him, she reluctantly agreed. Though it proved more difficult than she thought, especially when Liam went through chemotherapy (since there was no magical cure) and changed his hair. She sighed at the memories.

"It's a new term, Kat" she said to herself watching the clouds move. "Were almost free." She took a deep breath, looking down at Cedrics retreating figure, entering the house. She leaned forward, her broom diving down. She hopped off her broom right before she hit the ground and walked into the house. "Hey mum." She said to her mother in the kitchen.

"The boys are in the loft, dear." Her mom replied without looking up from her cooking.

"Thanks mum," She smiled and skipped off to her room. She opened her door, smiling at her walls, which were covered from ceiling to floor with both still and moving pictures. Her eyes move to the wood on her ceiling and the ladder under it. She jumped onto the bed, grabbing hold of the ladder, and climbed up. She pushed the wood out of the way and climbed in. This was their loft, their sanctuary at home. It was a small room with a projector and a huge screen, with three beanbag chairs in the middle of the room. The room was covered with random sports equipment, both magical and non; there was also a table with many random snacks and a couple liters off soda. Kat grabbed a root beer than walked over to the beanbag chairs, one already occupied by a body.

"You're in my chair," she laughed, seeing Cedric and all his manly-ness in a pink beanbag chair. He waved her off, moving over to the blue beanbag chair. She took her seat and watched the screen. Cedric was watching the Super bowl from last year. "I thought you hated American football," she said taking another sip if her drink. "And where is Liam?" She finally noticed her twin wasn't present. Cedric shrugged.

"He said he wasn't feeling well, so he went to bed" Cedric paused to look at Kat, "And I don't hate football, its just confusing as heck." He smiled, but Kat was looking out the window with a sad look. Liams Leukemia has been taking its toll on him this summer. He was beginning to have fits and cold sweats at night, and it was becoming more regular. She jumped when she felt a hand on top of hers. She looked over to see Cedric with a very worried expression. "Is something wrong with Liam, Kitty?" Crap. " He's been really pale and kind of weak lately." Kat didn't want to say anything without Liams consent.

"I think he's just coming down with something. Im gona go check on him." She hurried back down the ladder and across the hall. She gasped at what she saw. "Oh God, Liam!" she yelled, rushing to her brother. He was curled up in a ball on his bed, shaking violently. His hair had turned from green to red, his face was pale and covered with sweat. "Liam," she laid his head in her lap, stroking his hair and grabbing hold of his hand. "Mum!" She screamed, "Mum, its Liam!" Her mom came racing into the room with Cedric close behind.

Her mom grabbed his other hand. "We have to get him to the hospital now, Cedric" Cedric snapped out of his trance-like state and nodded.

"Help me pick him up." Kat instructed. Cedric waled over and put one of Liams shaking arms around his shoulders; Kat did the same with his other arm. The three were rushed out of the room. "Stay with us Liam." Kat whispered, "Please."