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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.
Warning: This chapter is rated M.

Chapter 29: In Control, Out of Control
A soft cry woke Severus from his deep sleep early in the morning. The room was still dark, indicating that it was still well before six o'clock. He sat up slowly and swung his legs off the side of the bed. Then with a hurried, yet cautious pace, walked towards the sound.
A small bassinet stood in the corner of the bedroom, near a large six paned window. The moonlight danced through the glass, casting soft shadows upon the tiny crib.
As he reached the spot, where the whimpering came from, he looked down into the cradle. His eyes widened, and his heartbeat quicken as he stared down into the eyes of an infant. A tiny baby, not more than three weeks old.
The child had a tuff of black hair upon his tiny head. But it was the eyes, that stopped Severus dead in his tracks. Black. Pitch black little eyes bore up into his. They were his eyes, but yet not his. The babe's eyes glistened in the moonlight, as they stared up at the face that hovered over its' crib.
Little arms and legs stretched out towards Severus, signaling the need for touch and comfort. He felt amazed at how quiet the child was, as he could remember Draco at that age, screaming his lungs out, demanding attention every second he could.
The baby whimpered quietly again, and Severus could feel himself lean forward, almost as if to try and pick the infant up. But he felt his forehead hit something solid and most definitely hard. He winced at the contact and frowned.
"Ouch…," he heard a soft voice say, and then felt an object brush pass his forehead. "Merlin sakes, Severus. You have a hard head."
His eyes flew open to see Katherine, laying on her side, rubbing her forehead. He looked around the room, quickly glancing here and there. There was no bed, no bassinet and definitely no baby.
"Sorry," Severus muttered, as he brought his own head up to rub his forehead as well. "Must have been dreaming." He watched Katherine roll over, and wandlessly summon a small vial into her hand. He'd recognize that potion anywhere, as Katherine had made a lot of it back when they were younger.
A contraception potion.
Katherine sat up and uncorked the tiny flask, before downing it in one gulp. She grimaced as she replaced the stopper and vanished the bottle from sight.
"I have to work on making that taste better," she said, still grimacing from the bitter potion.
Severus sighed in relief, as she took the potion. The dream, was just a dream and nothing more. But yet, it seemed so real. He watched as Katherine stood to gathered her clothes from around them.
"Hungry?" Katherine asked, as she turned around to face him. Severus looked up at the witch standing above him. Her blonde hair was tousled, and blue eyes squinted from the sunlight that had started to shine in through the window.
"Sure," Severus said, as he got up and followed Katherine in the kitchen.

Much of their week went back to potions and reading. But by the time Thursday night rolled around, Severus and Katherine found themselves staring at the fireplace as the flame turned suddenly green and emitted a scroll onto the rug in front of it.
Frowning, Severus snatched it up from the ground and quickly recognized the handwriting. Bellatrix. But it was addressed to Katherine.
"It's for you," he said, handing the letter to Katherine, who was sitting on the small sofa, reading. Severus watched as Katherine opened the letter and began to read. She frowned before tossing the letter onto the small coffee table in front of her.
"So, what did Bellatrix want?" Severus asked, as he sat back down in his chair.
"Her and Yaxley are in charge of taking down the Ministry," Katherine said dully, as she returned to her book.
"We know that already," Severus grumbled. "I meant, why is she sending you a letter?"
"Their attacking the Ministry tomorrow night."
"And?"
"And what? I was just told that I am to be involved with it." Severus felt as though someone had stepped on his chest. Quickly, he glanced back at the fireplace, waiting and hoping that another letter would come there. But none came.
"What time are you suppose to meet?" he asked. Severus could feel his throat constricting. How was he suppose to protect her, if he wasn't involved in the same fight.
"Six," Katherine said, not even glancing up from her book. "The attack is to be initiated at seven."

Friday night came all to fast for Severus. He watched as she laced up her knee length black heeled boots and then stand to tie her Death Eaters' robe around herself. He found it odd as to how strikingly beautiful she could be even in that outfit. Unlike the other witches, Katherine had always seemed more comfortable when she was in trousers; and tonight was no different.
At five minutes to six, Katherine strode to the fireplace and took a handful of floo powder. But just before she went to throw it in, she felt a hand grip her wrist and turned to see Severus standing right behind her.
"Sev?"
"Just be careful tonight," Severus said, as he looked down into her ice blue eyes. "We don't need a repeat of what happened in February."
"I'll be fine Severus," Katherine smirked softly at him, before turning back towards the fireplace and threw the powder in. "Malfoy Manor," she said, before stepping into the green flames and disappearing from Severus' view.

As Katherine stepped out of the hearth, she immediately saw Bellatrix and Yaxley looking over what appeared to be a map of the Ministry. Several others had already arrived and where standing in rather large groups off to the left of the room.
"Dumbledore," Yaxley called to her. "Over here." Katherine came to stand along side the mahogany desk and looked down at the Ministry blueprints, noting the looked very, very old.
"You're going to be with us," Bella sneered, before continuing. "We're going straight for Scrimgeour himself."
"Another group will be going after the Aurors department," Yalxey said, as he flipped back and forth between the different levels of the floor plans. "The rest have been told to stay here, and wait for the location of the safe house where Potter is."
"Once we have located the Minister, the Dark Lord has told me to contact him," Bellatrix smirked. "He wants to interrogate Scrimgeour himself."
"So why am I involved in this group?" Katherine asked, the a raised eyebrow. "I mean, surely Scrimgeour isn't that powerful for the two of you."
"We want you with us because of your knowledge of the secret entryways throughout the Ministry building," Yaxley stated. "You use to be quite good at getting us in and out of the place without being seen."
"Plus with your uncle, being the former chief of the Wizengamot, you know a lot about the layout of the first level," Bellatrix said, as she began rolling up the floor plans.
"That was a long time ago," Katherine retaliated. "I'm sure the building changed a bit since then."
"You'd think, wouldn't you," Yaxley sneered, as he signaled the two witches to follow him to the fireplace. "Let's go."

The group of Death Eaters assigned to take out the Auror Department stepped through first, while Yaxley, Bella and Katherine waited a few more moments before stepping through themselves.
For having only been a five minute difference of travel, the three stepped out of the Ministry fireplaces to see a full out battle taking place. Lights mixed of greens and reds shot out from every which way. Screams filled the air, as other Ministry employees tried to flee the scene without being caught or killed. But all around, Aurors and Death Eater were falling dead or coconscious alike.
Katherine followed Bellatrix and Yaxley through the chaos; blocking spells and occasionally sending some of her own, until they reached the lifts. Once inside the elevator, Yaxley directed it to the first level.
"Level one," the lift voice chimed. "Offices for the Junior Assistant, Senior Undersecretary, Advisor, and the Minister of Magic." Yaxley threw open the lift doors and the three proceeded with caution out into the room. The common space for the four offices was surprisingly deserted.
"They must be all upstairs in the atrium," Yaxley said, as the three walked cautiously towards the Minister's office door.
"Bombarda Maxima," Bellatrix screamed, as she aimed her wand at the door, shattering it into pieces. Suddenly, a green light flashed past the three from within the office.
"Death Eater scum," the voice of Rufus Scrimgeour shouted, as another spell shot towards them.
"Stupefy!" Katherine shouted, aiming her wand towards the sound of the man's voice. A red light shot back at her, grazing her arm and causing a deep cut to form. The three began firing curse after curse, but the former Auror was a strong dueler. Yaxley was hit with a hard blasting curse, and flew backwards into the marble wall, with a sickening thud.
Bellatrix retaliated with a strong curse of her own, hit the Minister square in the chest and knocking him out cold. Katherine quickly fired a binding charm just in case, before the two witches approached the fallen body.
"Call the Dark Lord," Bellatrix hissed, as she lifted Scrimgeour's body with a spell and levitated him to his chair. Katherine silently rolled up her left sleeve and pressed her wand to the Dark Mark.
A loud crack sounded from behind them, causing the two witches to spin around with wands drawn. But they lowered them as soon as they realized it was the Dark Lord himself.
"Well done ladies," the Dark Lord hissed, as he glided forward to stand in front of the Minister. He waved his hand in front of the frozen body, bring it back into motion. Scrimgeour's eyes slightly widened, but the rest of his face remained calm. "Tell me Minister, where is Potter?"
"I can't divulge that information," the Minister sneered. The Dark Lord scowled at him, and raised his wand. Scrimgeour's body convulsed in pain from the Cruciatus curse that the Dark Lord inflicted on him. The bound body slid from the chair and onto the floor, withering in pain.
"I will ask again," the Dark Lord screamed at the trembling man. "Where is Potter's safe house?"
"You…will…never…find…him…" Scrimgeour huffed between ragged breaths. The Dark Lord raised his wand again, sending a more violent Cruciatus curse towards the Minister. This continued on for quite a while, and the longer Scrimgeour refused the Dark Lord, the angrier the Dark Lord became.
Finally, the curses stopped. Scrimgeour lied panting on the floor; sweat dripping down his forehead. The Dark Lord stared into the Minister's eyes, as he silently applied Legilimency to his victim. Suddenly, the Dark Lord smirked, before raising his wand once again.
"Avada Kedavra!" he shouted, as a green light left his wand and struck the Minister in his chest. Scrimgeour's eyes bulged and his body went limp; the Minister of Magic was dead.
"Bella, you're with me," the Dark Lord hissed as he rounded on the two witches. "Katherine, return to headquarters and inform the other group of where the boy is located."
"And where is that my Lord?" Katherine asked.
"Arthur Weasley's. A place they seem to call…'The Burrow.'"

Severus had paced frantically since her departure; he worried about what could happen to her in the time that it took them to infiltrate the Ministry building and seek out the Minister. He didn't like not being in control, or not knowing where she was or what she was in fact doing.
He keep his mind open just in case Katherine would for some reason need him, but after an hour, he couldn't take it anymore and flooed to Malfoy Manor. When he arrived, a group of Death Eaters where there to greet him, but Severus decided to head to the library in order to wait quietly for Katherine to return.
A soft glow emitted from the Library door and Severus was surprised to find Narcissa in there, staring into the fire. He cautiously entered the room and cleared his throat.
"Oh, Severus," Narcissa started, as she jumped a little. "I didn't hear you come in."
"Forgive me," Severus said, as he sat down in his own chair near the fire. "I just came to find a place to sit and…wait."
"Wait?"
"Yes," Severus hesitated. "To umm…wait to see as to what has happened at the Ministry."
"Are you sure that's the reason?" Narcissa asked, looking towards the wizard who shifted uncomfortable in his seat.
"I don't know what you mean."
"You came here to wait for Katherine, didn't you?" Narcissa asked, her gazes softening at him. "You care for her don't you."
"Yes," Severus sneered. "As a friend."
"Are you sure it isn't something more?" Narcissa eyed him. "I mean you to are sleeping togeth…."
"WHAT!" Severus snarled, half rising from his chair. "How do you know about that?"
"Katherine," Narcissa said calmly. "But she didn't have to tell me. I could see it in her eyes. But she said that the two of you were back on that ridiculous agreement…"
"It isn't ridiculous," Severus snarled again.
"Severus," Narcissa paused. "I can see it in your eyes too. Even if you don't admit that you are falling for her, at least admit that you care for the witch." Severus sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair. Narcissa was right, he did care about Katherine, but he was determined it was only because she was his friend.
The two heard several yells from the other room, followed by several pops of disapparation. Narcissa rose from her chair and headed for the door.
"I suppose Bella and Katherine have returned," Narcissa said. "I'll send Katherine here, if that's what you want?" Severus didn't respond, and continued to stare into the fire. Narcissa sighed and slipped out of the room, heading for the parlor.

Katherine flooed back to Malfoy Manor, with several others, and she quickly informed the second group of where they needed to be. The others that had participated in the attack at the Ministry departed for their own homes or rooms that they used at the manor.
"Listen up!" Katherine shouted over the voice of the second group. "The Dark Lord said that the Potter boy is at Arthur Weasley' home. You are to meet him there immediately! We are in control of the Ministry! Scrimgeour is dead!"
The group cheered loudly, and began to disapparate to the location of the Burrow. Once every one of them were gone, Katherine turned back to the floo, intending to head back to Spinner's End.
"Katherine?" she turned around to find Narcissa standing in the doorway. "He's in the library."
"Who's in the library?" Katherine asked, with a raised eyebrow.
"Severus."
"Why is he here?"
"I believe he was worried about you, and came here to wait for you to return," Narcissa smiled softly at the younger witch. "He does care about you Katherine."
"I'm in no mood to discuss this tonight Cissy," Katherine snarled. "All I want to do is take a shower and go to bed."
"Fine," Narcissa said. "At least go retrieve him, so you both can get back to Spinner's End."

"Severus?" Katherine stood in the doorway of the library. Severus was still sitting in the same spot where Narcissa had left him. "What are you doing here?"
Severus didn't respond as he stood and strode to her. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her farther into the room, before shutting and warding the door. Severus pressed her roughly to his body; running a hand up into her hair and crushing his lips to hers.
He felt her stiffen slightly, but then soon began to responding to his hunger. Severus slowly backed her towards the oak desk near the tall bookcases. Katherine entwined her fingers into his hair as Severus worked his lips down her jaw and began nipping his way down her neck.
As soon as Katherine's backside hit the desk, he left her up onto it and went to pull her robes up, but then remembered that she had chosen trousers for the mission tonight. Growling slightly as he pulled away from her neck, he whipped out his wand and vanished the knee length boots and black tight trousers from sight.
His lips attacked her again, starting at the base of her neck and slowly sliding his tongue up to her jaw. Hastily Severus pulled her underwear down below her knees and let them slide off and onto the floor, before he stepped back once again to fumble with his own trousers. Once rid of them, he pressed himself between Katherine's legs, and plunged into her warmth.
Katherine moaned as Severus began slowly pumping himself in and out of her, and his lips claimed hers again. Katherine wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her, as his lips and hips continued there assault. Severus' hands cupped her backside as he began pumping forcefully into her.
Her moans became louder as she neared her orgasm, and soon Severus sent her over the edge. Her muscles gripped him so hard and so fast that he lost all control, and thrust hard into her once more, before climaxing himself.
Severus was panting hard, as his head collapsed onto Katherine's chest. He could feel her heart beat wildly inside of her, and inhaled slowly to regain his breath.
"We are in control of the Ministry," Katherine said, breaking the silence between them. Severus removed his head from her chest and pulled back just enough to look her in the eye. "Potter is at the Weasley's, and Scrimgeour is dead."
Severus felt sick inside, but let a smirk grace his face in order to look pleased at the turn of events. He pulled away from her and fasten his trousers, before bending down and retrieving Katherine's underwear and handing them to her. After she put them back on, Severus pulled out his wand and made the rest of her clothes reappear on her body.
"Let's go home," Severus said, as he held out a hand to help her down off the desk. Katherine straightened herself out, before Severus lifted the charms off the door, and the two headed for the parlor to floo back to Spinner's End.
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