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The Potion Mistress and the Half-Blood Prince	By : FonzFan Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 2096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the people (Dumbledore, Snape, Voldemort, etc), places (Hogwarts, etc), other keywords (Occlumency, etc.), and text ("") that belong to the wonderful world of Harry Potter, as they belong to J.K. Rowling. I am writing this story to entertain myself (and hopefully others) and make no money from it. The OC (Katherine) is entirely my own.

Chapter 27: Like A Gryffindor
Twenty-two Death Eaters circled around their master, who, in return, glared at each one of them with his cold red eyes. Several of them, including Severus and Katherine, had lost their masks during the battle, and turned their eyes and faces to the floor, in order to avoid the Dark Lord's gaze. Severus stood between Katherine and Bellatrix, the latter, he was sure, smirking behind her mask because of Katherine and his failure.
"Katherine…come…" the Dark Lord hissed, as he stopped in the dead center of the circle, facing the blonde witch. Severus watched as Katherine hurried forward, knelt and kissed the hem of the Dark Lord's robes.
"Katherine," the Dark Lord snarled down at her. "I am very displeased with you tonight. You're flight plans were faulty and unorganized. And although we have rid of one very important Order member, you could have done much more damage."
"Forgive me, my Lord," Katherine whispered, her eyes never leaving the marble floor. "I…"
"FAILED ME! CRUCIO!" the Dark Lord bellowed, as he directed his wand towards the witch. Katherine fell to her side, withering in pain and biting her lower lip in order to keep herself from screaming. But the Dark Lord seemed even more displeased when she didn't give him the reaction that he wanted.
"CRUCIO!" the Dark Lord screamed. Katherine's body spasm under the curse and she couldn't hold in the scream any longer. She had bit down on her lip so hard, that it was now bleeding freely, and a cry escaped her. Her scream echoed off the walls of the old ballroom, causing many of the inner circle to flinch and look away.
Severus, on the other hand, felt something much different. The muscles in his arms and legs clenched, while his heart raced as though he was suffering the curse as well. Katherine's scream pierced his mind, and he closed his eyes momentarily to block his mind from the scene before him.
But he couldn't. The longer Katherine was under the curse, the weaker he felt. He looked up toward the witch and the Dark Lord, to see the latter's wand still pointed at the woman withering on the marble floor. He couldn't take it anymore. He knew it was his fault that Katherine was being punished, and he promised Albus to keep her safe. He had to keep her safe, not only for Albus, but for himself as well.
"My Lord," Severus uttered, as he stepped forward slightly into the circle. The Dark Lord stopped the curse, to look up into the dark wizard's eyes.
"Severus," the Dark Lord hissed. "You dare interrupt Dumbledore's punishment."
"My Lord," Severus said, as he slowly approached the red-eyed wizard. "Katherine is not to blame for the disaster that occurred tonight."
"Then who, Severus?" asked the Dark Lord.
"I am, my Lord," Severus said, raising his chin a little. "I did not discover the entire plan that the Order had created. I knew that they would fly him out, but I did not know that they would polyjuice others to look like the boy." Severus paused, waiting for the Dark Lord to say something, but Voldemort merely looked him in the eye. Others around the circle looked away again, not wanting to be a part of what might happen.
"CRUCIO!" the Dark Lord suddenly shouted, as he aimed his wand towards Severus' person. The curse came so hard and so fast, that Severus didn't have time to prepare himself. His legs buckled and his body fell hard to the marble floor below.
His head hit the ground with a sickening thud, and his body jerked under the curse. The force of the hit caused his mind to lose focus, but he managed to turn his eyes towards Katherine. A white haze slowly began to form around the edges of his vision, as he watched Katherine slowly raise back to a kneeling position. He saw her right hand clutch her chest again, but he had to close his eyes as the curse seemed to become stronger and his body began to convulse more violently than before.
"I believe that neither of you will dissatisfy me again," the Dark Lord hissed, as he released the curse. "Everyone is dismissed!" He shouted, before gliding from the room, with Bellatrix following close behind him.
Severus could feel himself slipping away; his head throbbed and his muscles continued to spasm from the after effects of the curse. He could vaguely hear the shuffle of feet, as the others fled the room, and he could smell blood in the air around him.
Suddenly, he felt a pair of soft hands grasped his face lightly, turning him towards the person. He opened his eyes briefly to see Katherine's pale face staring down at him.
"Avery," Katherine said, her voice sounding almost as if she was far away from him. "Help me with him, please."
"We should move him somewhere more secure," Avery's voice said from somewhere behind him. "Somewhere you can heal him easier than on the floor." Severus' head began to throb even more and his vision began to fade.
"Severus," Katherine's voice sounded even farther away than before. "Sev, stay with me." It was the last thing he heard before the darkness surrounded him.

"Lets get him up," Avery said, as he hoisted the unconscious wizard's body up from the floor. Katherine slowly rose beside him, attempting to help him with Severus, but the other wizard pushed her aside. "Don't even think about it. You're in no condition yourself to help me with him. Go…find Narcissa and see where we can put him."
Katherine only nodded in response, before quickly walking down to the sitting room. Upon entering, she sighed in relief when she found Narcissa sitting alone near the fire.
"Cissy," Katherine panted, her body still trembling from the after effects of the Cruciatus. "Severus' old room. Is it still available?"
"Of course," Narcissa said, as she stood and hurried towards the other blonde. "Katherine? What has happened?"
"No time," Katherine wheezed. "Follow me." Narcissa followed the younger witch, and gasped at the sight of Severus' unconscious form hanging off of Avery. The three hurried into the bedroom that Severus often used while staying the holidays at the manor, and Avery lowered him onto the bed.
"Avery, can you turn him onto his side," Katherine asked as she rushed to the bedside. Avery carefully turned him, and he and Narcissa watched as Katherine carefully parted Severus' black hair and began chanting a healing incantation. She slowly moved her wand back and forth across the wound; stopping the blood flow and slowly the skin began to knit itself back together.
"That's all I can do for now," Katherine said, as she lowered her wand and rubbed her forehead with her left hand. "He has to come out of this on his own, or it will risk brain damage." Avery slowly turned Severus back over onto his back, causing a clinking noise to emit from within his robes.
Katherine gently moved the fabric to reveal a hidden pocket that contained two small vials. She removed the stoppers and sniffed them cautiously. Her lips turned upwards into a smirk, and she shook her head slightly.
"Always prepared," Katherine murmured softly, before downing one of the vials. Carefully she slid an arm under Severus' head and lifted it slightly, before pouring the liquid between his parted lips and then gently massaged his throat in order to get the potion into his body.
"Is there anything else you need?" Avery asked.
"No," Katherine shook her head. "Thank you."
"Anytime," Avery said, before turning and leaving the room. Katherine silently summoned a chair to her, and sat down beside the bed. The potion she had just taken relaxed her aching muscles.
"Katherine?" Narcissa whispered as she approached the bed. "Will he be alright?"
"He'll be fine, Narcissa," Katherine said, as she stared at Severus' lifeless form.
"Would you like me to prepare your room for the night?"
"No," Katherine shook her head. "I'll stay here till he wakes."

Severus groaned as he sifted his body. His head was throbbing, but the rest of his body felt relaxed at least. Slowly he opened his eyes, only to find darkness still surrounding him. The only faint light came from a window on his left and he gently turned his head towards it.
As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he made out the form of a woman sitting on the windowsill, looking out at the grounds below. He watched her quietly for a little while, taking in her thin form and the way her pale skin glowed in the moonlight.
As though sensing herself being watched, her head turned towards him. He watched as she slowly rose from her seat and hurry towards the bed.
"Lumos," Katherine whispered; her wand emitting a faint light that lit up the small area around the witch and wizard. "Severus? How are you feeling?"
"Head hurts a bit," Severus said, squinting his eyes in order to adjust them to the new light. "But overall not bad."
"That's good," Katherine said, before her face turned to a scowl and a fist descended on his chest. "You're an idiot, you know that! You acted like a bloody Gryffindor in there tonight! What were you thinking? The mission's failure was my fault! I deserved to be punished! I deserved…"
"NO!" Severus yelled at her, grabbing her fists and holding them tight against his chest. "It was my fault. You didn't deserve that tonight. Your flight plans were flawless Katherine, it was my information that was faulty."
"Severus…"
"No," Severus said again, wincing at the pain at the back of his head. "No. It was my fault, not yours." Katherine lit the room completely and settled herself on the edge of the bed.
"Sev," Katherine said quietly, "turn your head. I want to check the wound." Severus obeyed silently, and watched her closely as she checked the injured area. He saw a large cut on her cheek, surrounded by dried blood. Severus reached up and gently grabbed chin, turning her face towards him.
"Your cheek," Severus muttered, as he slowly pulled out his wand and pointed it at the gash. He quietly chanted the healing spell and watched at the skin sealed itself shut and the dried blood disappeared.
"Thank you," Katherine whispered. "Get some rest. We'll leave after sunrise." She got up slowly and began heading towards the door, when Severus stopped her.
"Katherine," Severus said, stopping her in her tracks. "Stay. Please." She turned back towards him, biting her recently healed bottom lip. Gradually, she made her way back to the bed as striped herself of her outer robes, before settling down next to him in the bed.
She laid on her side, watching his black eyes glitter slightly in the faint light. Gently, Severus reached out and hooked an arm around her waist, pulling her to him.
"Severus, I don't think we should…"
"Just sleep Katherine," Severus muttered, holding the witch tightly against him. His other hand slid up into her golden hair and pressed her head down in his chest. He felt Katherine stiffen slightly in his arms, and he nuzzled his nose into her hair. Slowly, her muscles began to relax, and Severus could hear her breathing slow down, as sleep overtook her.
Severus closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax. The last thought on his mind, before he slipped into oblivion was that Katherine was alright. She was safe again, for now.
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