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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: I really wanted to push the story, for things I had in mind to start developing and I needed something in order for that to happen...well, I managed to "stuck" myself with this chapter for a long time. I have few next chapters written, but I'll need at least one more to get me there (I know sounds messy).
Anyways, story is not forgotten, only my brain is scrambled a bit.
AT THE MINISTRY BALL – “LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING SEVERUS SNAPE”
“Dead, she is dead.” He fumed making his progress towards her. She was balancing on the bench edge, toying with empty champagne flute.
- How many drinks you had? – he asked in hushed hissing tone, still loud enough for a few spares couples, his ex-students, to wince and choose another route leaving them alone
- I didn’t drink at all! – she called jumping on the ground – Even if I did, I can hold my liquor. -
- I beg to differ, seeing you like this. Katy you are absolutely inebriated. –
- I was drinking only orange juice, served in these odd glasses. – she lifted her glass and swayed slightly, he grabbed her by the hand so she wouldn’t fall down
- That is a cocktail Miss Katya, - his voice lowered to a hissy murmur – it has alcohol in it. –
She looked at the glass in her hand with curiosity and frowned, then placed it on the ornamental edge of a huge flower pot
- Well, if there is no wine in it, I am fine. –
- How many of these did you manage to drink? –
- Little less than a dozen. – she hiccuped and swayed again, he closed his eyes. This night was heading from bad to worse in a fast pace.
- We are going home! – he declared, And, when we get home I am going to strangle her. It would be worth the pain.
- No, we are not. Let’s dance. –
- I. Do. Not. Dance. –
- Yes, you do! I know you dance. You danced with me before! – she jumped on the bench again, swayed, waddled for a bit than steady herself by grabbing his shoulders as support. She was looking him from above, he decided that he disliked this change in height. Her almond eyes narrowed at him – You are such a bore. –
- Miss Katya, we are going …. –
- Lett me tell you something Severus Snape, - she cut him off and jabbed her finger at his chest – you are powerful, and talented, and resourceful, and intelligent. I rarely managed to meet someone with brain capacity as yours is. But, you are also stubborn like a … donkey …. no that can’t be right, that another animal…. similar to donkey…Ugh I don’t know its name, but that animal. –
- Mule… - he growled through clenched teeth – Are you quite finished yet? –
- Yes! Mule! You are stubborn like a mule. You are the biggest, most brilliant idiot I ever met in my life. And you are blind as a bat, you don’t see what is going on in front of your nose. I wonder how did you manage to be spy at all! –
- If you finished with your assessment of my personal traits Miss Katya, I would like to take you home. –
- No, no I am not finished. – her finger jabbed at his chest again – You should be the most observant person in that room, and you managed to miss all the important details. –
- Like? –
- ‘m not gonna tell you! – she slurred – It’s your own fault that you don’t pay attention. In there, no one is to get you, yet that seems to be your main concern. They do not want anything from you anymore. Well they do, but it has nothing to do with you. –
- I would appreciate if you would come with me calmly Katy, do not force my hand. – he warned her. Katya’ words stabbed him deeply, not because she thought that he didn’t notice, but because she stirred his deepest reproaches he had toward his own actions
- I most certainly would not! – she straightened her back, then leaned forward again, starring unblinkingly in his eyes and jabbing his chest with finger, finger which in this point he had desire to break – We have a name, for what is happening to you, we call it survivors guilt. It is…. –
- I know what that is, and this is not a place for such discussion. -
- I do not care. I don’t care for these people or what they think. But you…let me tell you…you are so bent to stick your hand in the sand…you are so bent on the past that you don’t even see… -
- That is quite enough! –
- It is not enough! – she hissed at him slurring words – Why would you do anything for these people? Why would you even consider sacrificing for them? They are ungrateful, all of them hypocrites, with their fake smiles and their empty words! They are mice pretending to be big, while they try to bury the ones with pure hearts and real power. But you…you have the power; your magic is strong. –
- Miss Katya… - he growled and glared at the gathering audience that scattered fast, not willing to test how tame or harmless he became
- You are barely civilized, living in the era that thrives on the advancement and yet run away from progress like rabbits. – she spat dragging the words, at this point he was grateful that her speech was bordering on unrecognizable – Why would you sacrifice… -
- You don’t know anything on sacrifices. – he whispered menacingly
- And what do you think I’m doing here in this hell-hole, saving your sorry ungrateful neck? – she glared at him, jumped from the bench and stumbled, slamming at his chest.
Severus wanted nothing less than to kill her, witnesses be damned, Azkaban couldn’t be much worse than hell he was right now, the Kiss would be his salvation. Sadly, that opportunity was taken away from him, by this menace in front of him, scrambling to find her footing and attempt another attack on his nerves. Nerves he didn’t have anymore. Magic rolled of her and he winced. Flexing his hand slightly, he let the tip of his wand peak through, he lifted his arm and pressed the want at her temple, mumbling the incantation. She slumped, and would’ve crumbled at the ground if he didn’t catch her.
Tossing her over his shoulder, like a sack, he stopped to think through his actions. It wasn’t prudent to reveal that he was familiar with some of less know passages that would lead them unnoticed out of the Ministry. Walking like this through the crowds in the Hall was equally bad. He noticed Minister, Potter, Granger and the youngest of Weasley males running towards them down the path
- What do you think you are doing Severus? – boomed the Minister
- Managing the situation. – he replied calmly, even if he felt
- Professor, you set all the alarms in the building by using magic. – panted Potter
- What is wrong with Katy? –
- Minister I am certain that you would not take it kindly if I allowed her to use her magic in here. And I’m afraid that she was inebriated enough to be beyond point of reasoning. I did what I had to do, upon our agreement. –
- Is she ok? –
- She is just sleeping Miss Granger. –
- This place us in a predicament Severus. No matter what your intentions are, you used magic…now we have to deal with the consequences. - frowned Kingsley
- May I suggest that you refrain from inviting us to such events until I deem her safe for them, then Minister? That would be appropriate way of avoiding the consequences. Or do you suggest that the next time I let her preform one f her magic tricks and let you deal with that? -
- I can show him the way out, away from the crowds. - suggested Harry
- We can say that she passed out from alcohol and he used magic to help her. I’ll come with you, so you can say that I went to assist you handling her in that state. It will stop the rumors. – offered Hermione, at this moment he felt almost grateful to her, the leas he needed was more public news revolving around two of them, or him for that matter.
- Fine, I’ll control the crowds. – grumbled Kingsley still looking unsatisfied.
- Mione! Are you seriously going to leave me here because of them? Why don’t you just arrest them Kingsley, lock them up and throw away the key? Now you have opportunity. –
- Ron! I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that! – hissed Granger girl, turned towards them and looked at Potter – Lead the way Harry, let’s go before I use magic this time and hex someone. –
Potter mentioned for him to follow while Grange walked behind them, pretending to tend to Katya. Together they left the Ministry.
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