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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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A/N: This was a long break between chapters, I have loads of work and very little time to write, but I'm not going to abandon this story :)
CALAMITIES OF SOCIAL LIFE…THE WEASLEY’S
Severus was drumming nervous beat on the coffee table, his leg followed the beat. He grumbled under the breath about women and tardiness. Katya finally entered in to the room, dressed as usual and he frowned
- One would expect at least some change in attire given that we will то be late. – he remarked dryly
- I was reading about proper etiquette. – she blushed
- For social visit? The more time I spend with you Miss Katya – he rose from the settee – the more I see that you are not even nearly as smart as you claim you are. –
Katya blushed, looking at him spitefully, only then he noticed a bag in her hands
- What is that? –
- A gift. It is customary, when you visiting one’s home for the first time, to bring a gift of sorts. A small token of appreciation for their extended hand in hospitality. – he nearly laughed, she was quoting a passage from the book. He chuckled darkly, deciding at that instant that he won’t warn her about Molly, he had a feeling that not even all the gifts in the world could warm matriarch of Weasley family towards her. He will let her discover on her own, what are the consequences of her decision to save his life. He almost saw a poetic justice in that, to let her face the consequences of her decisions
- Very well. –
They approached the fireplace and he took a bit of ash, stepped in to it and calls “The Burrow”. Seconds later he stepped out in familiar dining hall full of familiar faces of Weasley clan, almost identical copy of their previous home. Moving aside, he extended his hand and caught Katya before she had a chance to tumble out of the floo and spread the ash all over the floor.
- Severus! Glad to see you, old man! - cried Arthur
- Professor. – few Weasley’s greeted him.
- Is that Severus? – came a call from the other room and Molly walked into the dining room. – You finally decided to visit us. – plump woman nearly ran to him grabbing him in a bear hug. – Let me see how are you taking care of yourself? – she fondly checked him, nodding with satisfaction – Well, considering it is you, this is the best you can get. You must eat all put in your plate today, Severus. No complaining. –
- I was never able to refuse you, Molly. – he grumbled reluctantly and Molly laughed, but then she turned to Katya with tight expression on her face – Welcome to our home Miss. – she almost grumbled
- Thank you for the invitation Mrs Weasley. - Katya extended her arm with a gift and Molly took it, the same way she would accept ticking bomb.
- Hmmmm, yes, you are welcome. – turning her back to Katya she instructed her children to help her with setting up the table.
- Good day, Professor – Hermione greeted him cordially and smiled to Katya warmly – Nice to see you Katy. –
- Hey Hermione. – Katya returned the smile, tilting her head slightly – Boy. –
- What is HE doing here? What is SHE doing here? Mum? – Ronald growled shooting angry glares at him and murderous stares to Katya
- I invited them Ron, now behave yourself. –
- NO, hell NO! I’m not sitting at the same table with THEM. – screamed Ronald – Hermione let’s go. –
- Calm down Ron, Katya is my friend and Professor… -
- Hermione either you are with them and against me or… -
- That is no way to treat your girlfriend! – Katya jumped to her feet, extending her arm to Hermione. The girl looked torn between accepting Katya’s hand and going to join her boyfriend.
- Don't you dare tell my son how to behave! – hissed Molly at Katya
- Then you tell him. Or you think it is appropriate to blackmail the woman he’s with? – Katya bit back
Severus had a distinct notion that he should step in and solve the problem, but this was entertaining. Matriarch of Weasley family was powerful witch, and undeniably ruled the family. Ginny just starred, biting her cheek in attempt not to say anything. Remaining males observed exchange wordlessly, deeming it smarter not to meddle.
Katya was calm but determined, ready to fight if needed be, to protect Hermione. Ronald had stubborn, dumb look on its face, the same look he had on every single Potions class, which told, with no uncertainty, that he had no clue what to do but he will stubbornly maintain his stand.
- How I raised my children is no concern of yours. You are, not just intruder in this house, but in this country as well. – Molly’s voice was low and threatening – Make no mistake about the people of this house, you are tolerated here only because of Severus, but you are far from being welcome here. –
- I am in this world because of Severus. You may hate that fact but it won’t make a difference. I came here to save him, him and no one else. I am sorry you lost your son, but even if I could turn back the time, I would do it the same all over again. – he never heard Katya talking in this manner, calm and cold, the power around her was enormous – And you boy, I see right through you, but I will let your family to discover, in their own time, from which material you are made off. Now, Hermione, can you, please, make me company and walk with me in the garden? – Katya came near Hermione and took her hand, turning to Molly – I hope that this one is not customary madam, given that you have more sons. –
Molly started to raise her hand slowly, but Arthur stepped in
- Molly. I believe Miss Katya has a point, Ronald should know better. He insulted the guests in our home, he threatened Hermione, and he’s acting like a spoiled brat. You never tolerated that kind of behavior before. – Molly blushed but remained silent – Ginny, Hermione, keep company to our guest, please. –
Girls nodded and took Katya to one corner of the table, soon George joined them. For the remaining of time they spend at the Burrow, Molly took a role of worried mother hen towards him. Towards Katya, Molly was polite, but underneath all that politeness, visible to all, was her animosity. Molly’s anger was scary sight, usually warm witch was cold as ice, not leaving any space for misinterpretations on how she really felt.
The group in the corner laughed, George was entertaining girls with some WWW jokes. Katya was laughing sincerely, her face bright and open. Seeing them so happy Molly sniffled, frowning when her son leaned towards Katya to whisper something. Even if they could not hear about what they were talking, Katya’s face darkened, she placed her hand on George’s and whispered something to him, young man answered in a same manner. He was discussing Ministry affairs with Arthur and Percy, Molly approached them hissing in a hushed voice
- If she thinks she can seduce my son… -
- Molly…. – warned her Arthur
- Rest assured Molly, she is just sociable person, I do not think she has any intentions toward George. – he injected – Even if she does, I won’t allow it. I am actively looking at means to get rid of her, not just from my person but from our community as well. –
- Severus, you know… -
- I now, Molly, and I take no offense. –
The rest of the visit was uneventful, even if the atmosphere was tight and far from pleasant at times. They returned home after the lunch. Young people parted in a friendly way, save from Ron who stubbornly refused to leave his room while they were there.
The moment they landed in the living room, Katya turned to him hissing
- You could have warn me! –
- Warn you about what? – he raised one eyebrow
- That Molly would hate me! –
- This was a social call, your presence was required, whether she likes you or not is of no consequence. – she frowned – Miss Katya, you saved me, but many families lost their loved ones. Did you honestly expect that they would be happy with your choice? –
- You are war hero! And, in any way, it was my decision whom to save, they may not like it, but they have no saying in my choice. –
- True, but I would not expect from them to be happy with your choice, especially because you saved me. – his voice was almost purr of pure malice, she was just watching him, unblinking and he could tell that she was mulling in her head about what transpired that day. Few times she opened her mouth to say something, but closed them without letting any sound. As far as he could tell she was barely breathing. Finally, after good five minutes of silence, which he used to amuse himself with her obvious inner torment, she looked at him “Let’s see what did you cook up in that head of yours.”
- That ball, the one Ministry organizes….how many of those who lost members of the family during the war would be? –
He arched his eyebrow, amused to no end “So, the reality is finally reaching you. Oh, this is almost worthy of suffering through the attendance on formal events.” Sitting on the settee, he crossed one leg over the other, folding his hands on the knee, he didn’t even try to conceal smug look on his face. Making a pause before giving her an answer
- I would say about 99,98%. That 0,02% would be two of us. – he observed with satisfaction her face – It was the war, after all and this community is not large. –
- Hermione didn’t lose anyone. –
- That remains to be seen. Miss Granger is with the youngest Mr. Weasley, I expect for engagement to be announced anytime soon. Soon she will be part of the family, and you can say she lost a member of her extended family, by association.–
- And that Harry kid? –
- Death of his parents ended First Wizarding War. He lost his godfather in the Second Wizarding War. –
- What about that peacock of a friend of yours, the blond one that came here with the son? –
- His wife lost sister, she was killed in the final battle. Draco lost his aunt. – he smirked when she lost all the color from her face – In addition, most of Draco’s friends lost their parents. –
- And they will be on the ball as well. –
- No, you have a bit of luck there, I believe that Malfoy’s are only family invited to the ball from that side. –
- Why only they? –
- Lord Malfoy is extremely wealthy man, and influential. But his family forsaken its loyalty to Dark Lord during the last battle, Lady Narcissa helped Harry, protected the boy by concealing information that the boy is alive and saved his life. Nevertheless, their reputation is tarnished. This society won’t be kind to those who followed Dark Lord for a long, long time. –
- But you weren’t on his side, you were spy! –
- And what do you think being spy includes? –
- Ok, yes, you had to infiltrate… -
- Can you explain that to the families who lost their loved ones in the raids I lead or in which I participated? Can you explain that to the families whose children are irreparably damaged by torture they endured during my time as Headmaster? Can you explain that to all those who begged me to save them while I stood there and watched them being tortured? –
- But, you had to do all those things! You couldn’t …. –
- And how that matters? I was Death Eater, I acted like one. –
- Yeah, like that kind of thinking is going to help you get rid of me faster. – she grumbled
- That is not “kind of thinking” Miss Katya, that is the fact. – he grinned viciously – But, they won’t be mad at me. They won’t love me, but I was ready to die. I would be dead, if you didn’t interfere. -
He stood up, drawing immeasurable pleasure from her reaction. She was white as a sheet, with a slight nod he walked to the library. “Why would I be the only one living in hell? This should teach her not to meddle in to other people lives. Ow that muggle proverb goes? The road to hell is covered with good intentions.”
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