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The Prize	By : Kvarta Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3468 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CALAMITIES OF SOCIAL LIFE – MALFOY’S
December was definitely month of insanity, that was only plausible conclusion. Not only hathat he had to rearrange their working schedule because of almost constant, presence of his former students in their home. But a flock of owls would interrupt his own work, besieging either his window or Tippy. He felt bored by sending refusal after refusal for various private parties.
To his dismay, with the amount of people visiting their home, he had to succumb and start calling her by her name, granting her same liberty. Keeping the cover story plausible was highly important. Something he was sure she wouldn’t manage to pull off, sure that she would slip to their customary way of addressing him.
It was noon when Tippy showed up in his room, looking terrified. Among squeals and squeaks he understood that Malfoy is waiting in front his front door.
- It is all right Tippy, I will open for Mr. Malfoy, and you may stay out of sight. – he sighed “Trust Lucius to ignore refusal and show up on the doorstep.”
Walking towards the entrance door he was grateful that man did not ring, he could not even imagine Katya’s reaction to Lucius. Opening the door, he noticed that his friend is not alone, Draco was shadowing his father.
- Lucius, what unexpected surprise. – he drawled
- I am afraid I am coming as barer of bad news, Severus. But I could not pass up the opportunity. You didn’t call me to visit you or came to my house, not once since your miraculous … recovery. –
- I was busy Lucius, this way. – he ushered both of them, but Lucius was standing in the middle of the living room, glancing around. He sighed, if Lucius had a death wish, he won’t stop him. Even if they called each other friends, Malfoy’s were never ones to take lightly or turn your back on them, for that matter. – Suit yourself. How did you manage to get my address? –
- Severus, I am after all still rich man and I do still have friends in the ministry. –
- I did not doubt that for one second. – he smiled coldly – And the bad news is? –
- Not entirely bad, but you won’t like it. – Lucius answered craning his head in all directions, trying to look inconspicuous – They only let me deliver it, because they are hoping you will hex me, you know. I honestly hope that you won’t. –
- That I won’t what? –
- Hex me, of course. – Lucius offered him a yellow envelope with Ministry stamp. He took the envelope and glanced at Draco, the boy looked worse for the wear, quiet and withdrawn, a shadow of previous boastful youth. Barely looking him in the eyes, he knew the symptoms well, he knew how traumatizing could be being on the bad side of the Dark Lord.
- I am known for my temper Lucius, but not once, so far, I killed an … owl … for bearing the news. -
- You have a sharp sting my friend? –
- You noticed that only now? – he raised an eyebrow
- I think…. –
- Severus, why do we have sobbing elf in our kitchen? What happened to….? – Katya barged in a room from kitchen door. She halted mid-sentence and froze for one instant
- Well, well, what do we have here? – drawled Lucius pacing towards Katya, she backed away few steps, looking rather feral – Not yet house broken, Severus? How could you… -
Lucius never managed to finish what he wanted to say. With one swipe of a hand Katya pinned him to the wall, holding him few inches above ground, and by the position of her hand she was aiming Lucius’s throat. Draco backed down, wide-eyed. He was reading the letter frowning.
- WHO is this? – she hissed
- Katya meet Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco. Lucius meet Katya. – he introduced them absentmindedly.
- Severus, - gargled Lucius – control this beast of yours. –
- She is not a beast, and she is not mine. – he smirked, now looking at Lucius – I did invite you to my library. –
- Draco, do something! – hissed his friend, Katya tossed one glare at Draco and boy, smartly, judged that his father’s wrath is easier to deal with. – Severus! - wailed Lucius, Katya focused on him
- You. Don’t you ever approach me, or even gaze at my direction. – she growled and released Lucius which flopped on the floor. He raised his gaze to Draco, boy looked scared.
- Come here Draco. Lucius, if you finished with introducing yourself would you join me for a glass of Ogden’s? - asked with a tilt of boredom in his voice.
Preventing himself from chuckling, and holding his trademark impassive mask, he walked slowly towards the library, leaving to Lucius to make his own decisions. The man was indeed barer of most unpleasant news, and even if he never attacked an owl, he knew that Katya had nothing against plucking feathers from this specific messenger bird. He had no desire to stand in her way. Adjusting the wards, he let Draco pass in front of him, offering the pale boy a glass of Ogden’s and a chair. Draco accepted the glass with shaky hand. Lucius strolled in, looking pompous as always.
- Hospitality is somewhat diminished in your home Severus, since my last visit. – Lucius took the glass, peering at him from above, which were feet on its own considering they were almost same high.
- I did suggest to you to meet in neutral surroundings, I warned you not to come. –
- So, you let that wild cat off the leash on me? Severus, I thought we are friends. -
- We are. You wanted to meet her. – he replied laconically
- Why I didn’t hear of her before? - a sting of accusation laced with sweet tone
- Lucius, you were always too easy to read. Jealous? –
- Maybe a little. She is after all … delicious looking wild thing. –
- Yes, she is a… hand-full. Real force to reckon with. –
- Yes, but is she … usable? – he raised his eyebrow faking interest – Saving your life, it is quite a feat. Someone of her skill … I could … -
- I don’t think she took a liking of you Lucius. But, if you insist, you are free to ask her. -   a sly grin lingering on his lips as Lucius paled more
- Maybe you could … -
- Lucius, I didn’t survive just to be killed in your name. I’m afraid, my friend, if you want her, you will have to proposition her yourself. And I advise you to respect her wishes. –
- Otherwise I’ll have to deal with you? You stated plainly that she is not yours. –
- Otherwise, I’ll stop protecting you from her. – he sighed as all this conversation bored him to no end – No, she is not mine, but I should warn you that she does have a brain of her on. –
- Yes, most intriguing. –
- Mind I remind you of another woman with usable brain? Your wife. –
- Nonsense! Cissy knows I love her. Besides, that little wild cat of yours, - Lucius gave him a glance – holds entirely different interest of mine. Imagine, Severus, - Lucius lined to him – imagine the possibility… -
- Mhm. – he snorted noncommittally - About that “bad news” you delivered… how did you ever came in to its possession? -
- I was at Ministry, honestly Severus. I, as it may be, temporarily did lost my position, but I am still influential man. – he nodded and Lucius continued - I was in Ministry on private business, and there they were, drawing straws, who is going to deliver you your invitation. They were afraid that you might … hex them. –
- Poor souls, - he sighed – I did sign the paper. I was expecting something like this, sooner or later. –
- Can I dare to hope that I’ll see you there? –
- Most certainly. –
- With…your lady friend? –
- That remains to be seen. –
- Severus, whom are you going to bring?! I don’t see ladies lining up in front of your door. –
- Maybe I’ll borrow one from your line. – he teased, and Lucius harrumphed at him, turning toward the fireplace
- If you manage to tame her until the ball I might just have a chance in another go? –
- Oh, she knows how to behave, just chooses not to, at least not towards you. – Lucius remained silent and he turned to the boy – How things are going with you Mr. Malfoy? –
- Fine. – squeezed Draco, he was more sniffing than sipping his drink. Boys’ posture worried him. Annoyed drawl of Lucius interfered
- He is anything but “fine”. I have to take him with me everywhere I go! –
- Ou? – he raised an eyebrow
- Do you know I caught him dragging around with that Greengrass girl?! –
- Greegrass? My congratulations Draco, you have quite an eye, and luck. –
- Severus! – groused Lucius
- Leave the boy be, Lucius. He has more common sense than you. –
- I am warning you Severus. – growled Lucius and he looked at him amused
- The boy knows when to back off, which is something you still have to learn, ... my friend. –
- You are talking about the girl again? –
- What else? –
- Just you bring her to the ball and we will see. – hissed Lucius
- You know, you might just have tempted me to do so. - he grinned
- I will see you at the ball Severus. – clipped Lucius – Let’s go Draco. –
He followed them to the door, seeing them off, nearly laughing at his friend’s swift glances around the room.
- Give my regards to Cissy, Lucius. I’m looking forward to see her at the ball. – the man just nodded – And you give my regards to Miss Greengrass, Draco. –
- I will, thank you, Sir. – mumbled the boy.
He barely managed to sit behind his desk when Katya barged in
- What was that man looking for in here? He terrified Tippy. –
- Tippy never seen him today. She has previous bad experience with him. –
- And you let him in our home? –
- He is MY guest, Katya. And I would appreciate if you treat him with respect. –
- I did, - she hissed – he is alive. –
- First time meeting someone and behaving the way you did… I wouldn’t call that respect. –
- I just felt need to defend myself. – she lost some of her zeal
- You intrigued him. I trust that he wants to proposition you in some way. – he could swear that Katya grew spikes
- Proposition me? – she squeaked, looking like she is nauseated
- He can be … quite seductive … if he chooses to? –
- He is a married man! –
- I did not say he has romantic tendencies towards you. I was just warning you at his intentions, whatever they may be. – he replied smoothly – But if you have any interest at him, I can assure you that he can also be quite a ladies-men, if he chooses to. Women are usually crazy about his eyes. –
- What are you, his pimp? – Katya looked almost green in face
- You are a free woman. It is not my duty to safe-guard you, you are free to choose… -
- Stop! – she raised her hand – You… I… him… that was low. Disgusting! -she huffed and stormed out
- Well, that is the first. – mumbled, downing his drink. Mulling on what answer to send to the Ministry. Was it smart to bring her to the ball? Did she even know how to behave properly? Wards vibrated as someone just stepped in to the house, and it was not Miss Grainger or Miss Weasley, he adjusted his wards for them.
Pacing to the living room he found confused, blinking Katya and Polkins even more confused, if that was possible. Young Auror beamed at him
- Ah, Mr. Snape! –
- What is your business here? –
- I came to ask Miss Katya to go to the ball with me, Sir. – he raised an eyebrow at the boy – Well, Sir. We sent you invitation five days ago, since Minister insisted on Miss Katya presence, and you did not confirm it, I thought… -
- You thought wrong Mr Polkins. Katya will be with me. –
- If you don’t want to Sir, I’ll be more than happy…. –
- Yes, I’m sure you would. But, she can pack you in her hand-purse and carry you around as a good luck charm, and you...would be incapable of do anything to prevent it. She will come with me. Now, if that is all… -
- Yes, Sir. I’ll notify the Minister. –
- You do that. Oh, and Mr Polkins, may I advise you against utilizing Mr Malfoy as owl in the future. He tends to get lost; I received my invitation only today. – he drawled and the man was gone with a short nod and disappointed look on its face, he turned to Katya – It appears that you are gaining quite a popularity. –
- A ball? –
- Yes, Yule Ball celebration at the Ministry. And I am afraid it is mandatory, for both of us. -
She just nodded, frowned and walked away to her room.
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Three days later, he was ready to blast her in to bits. He was on his last nerve with her, her guests and all others who had idea of plaguing his life. But Katya, she truly turned in to a nightmare. She was nervous, fidgeting all the time, stalking trough the apartment mumbling to her chin. Only now he understood how much he accustomed to her unconventional, tentative, attention. On their last lesson, she was so unfocused that instead of a simple spell she nearly scorched them both.
Even with his basic and severely limited understanding of her magic, he could of lately feel small vibrations of magic all round him. Now, he could feel wave upon a wave of magic aggressively vibrating through the air, emanating from her room. He opened her door annoyed
- You have two options, either resolve any issue you have on your own or state your trouble. I have no time nor desire to suffer your fits. – he demanded, she looked at him utterly distressed
- Is there any way I can excuse myself from that ball? –
- If you want to say that you are not familiar with proper conduct… -
- I know, I was part of high and mighty once, if you don’t remember. –
- I fail to see what is so upsetting, tedious as it may be. –
- I … dancing …. –
- Do you want to tell me that you do not know how to dance? –
- Oh, I know, they thought me, just…. with all mistakes my files have on this world… -
- What dances did you learn? –
- What is called ballroom dancing. Waltz, Tango, Foxtrot, Samba, Rumba, couple folk dances from Scotland and Ireland. And something called rock n’ roll. –
- It is fair to say that you know most than others. –
- Yes, but! –
- But what? –
- Are the steps correct? I don’t want you to be ridiculed and lose your status just because I don’t know correct steps. –
- Miss Katya, what are you babbling about?! –
- In my world, dance in official event is important. If you don’t know the steps, correct steps you disgrace your partner, it is a public display of his poor judgement, thus influencing his status and all future business opportunities. And with all mistakes and holes my files have on this world, I … I -
- Follow me. – he ordered her, she followed him to living room – Let us test your…dancing skills. –
With a flick of a wand he cleared the space in the living room and charmed a music box to play portion of each melody she listed as ballroom dancing. He tugged her towards him as first sounds of waltz filled the room. He leaded her trough 3/4, 6/8 and 5/4 waltz. Few basic steps of samba and rumba. Portion of standard tango. They just switched to Argentine tango when a fireplace roared Hermione, Ginny and Minerva stepped in the room. Girls squealed, blushing and he nearly dropped her on the floor from a dip.
- Sir!
- Professor!
- Marvelous! Severus I didn’t see you to…. –
- You have nothing to fear, your dancing skills are acceptable. And, for your information, we do not engage ourselves in such ludicrous customs. – he drawled, pulling her up and distancing himself, turning to guests – Can one of you explain what are you doing in the middle of my living room? –
- We came for Katy! We are taking her to buy a dress for the ball, Sir. – Grainger girl was barely withholding her excitement
- I am in no mood for shopping. – he groused
- Come now Severus. You can’t take the girl on ball in that. – Minerva pointed at Katya – And as I recall she can’t go outside unaccompanied. –
- Correct. –
- Well, she has company. She will be with us at all times. -
- Very well, I could use a break from her pacing and mumbling through the house. I hold you responsible Minerva. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow Miss Weasley. – he nodded and left the room wondering what possessed him to test her dancing skills instead of just lash out. This was very unlike his normal behavior and that worried him.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Once they were in the street chatter erupted among group of women. Ginny’s eyes were still wide in confusion.
- I never thought that HE could dance! – Ginny was mumbling
- Why? – Katya was confused, both girls were baffled by seeing Severus dance, Minerva was the only one more delighted with sight than confused
- Gin, I think that Professor had to know how to dance, - Hermione looked at her friend – I just didn’t know that he could dance so proficiently. –
- Why wouldn’t he? – Katya felt confused
- Because he is Snape! – exclaimed Ginny, like his name is self-explanatory in some way
- Why? Does Snape family have problem with dancing? -
- Merlin, no! – giggled Hermione – He is always so serious, we just never even think… -
- Students rarely consider their teachers outside their school duties. – calmly injected Minerva, looking fondly at two girls and smiling to Katya with understanding
- That might be true. But I still fail to see why wouldn’t he be dancing or be proficient at it. – blinked Katya – It is only to be expected. –
- How? –
- He was a professor, after all. I imagine that such position holds some obligatory official events, that are include dancing. Furthermore, he belonged to the house that gather most of the social elite. Even if he didn’t come from the same background, having friends is such circles would create necessity for one to fit in, which includes dancing, mannerism, the way person dress and express itself verbally. Your professor exhibits all signs of higher class upbringing. -
Minerva chuckled, both girls were watching Katya like she suddenly grown another head.
- All right, we have shopping to do. – quipped Minerva and conversation stirred in that direction as they continued walking towards the shops.
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