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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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YOU SHALL NOT HAVE HIM
Couple of hours later Katya snapped out of her sleep, day was already pouring strings of light in to a tattered room. Sounds of battle no longer echoed.

“How long did I sleep?”

Pondering about the time, wondered if battle was over. She already knew the outcome and that didn’t concern her, those events where out of her hands. However, the man next to her was in her care. She played possible scenarios in her head, seeking the best and most peaceful outcome in each of them. She had to thread carefully if she didn’t want him to end up in jail. There was no point to what she did if he was to be locked for life, worse if they would sentence him to near death punishment they harbored here. Looking at her unconscious companion, studying his features she smirked:

- How much trouble you are going to cause me? How much you are going to resist? – whispered. She could feel that her magic completed intended charm, still, she left her hand touching him, deepening the connection – You are going to hate this, hate me, so much. I apologize up front for everything I will have to do. I hope that one day, you are going to … accept why I chose you. – she run her fingers across his cheekbones, soaking his features in her memory, wondering how much he is going to change in time to come. How much of that change will be visible from outside.

The man next to her sighed in his magical sleep, twitching and clenching his hands in to fists. She squeezed his left forearm lightly, whispering soothingly to his ear. Leaning against the wall again, she just waited. Waiting was all she could do now.

Finally, distant sounds reached her from the corridor behind entrance door to the room. She judged that at least several persons where approaching in haste speed. Sighing, she keeled next to the man and clenched her hand in his, whispering, setting invisible barrier around them. She knew that spell will drain her in this weakened state, but hoped it will last long enough for what was about to happen ends peacefully. This was murky water and she hoped that boy would provide her help to avoid conflict. Seconds dragged and finally door burst open, forcefully. Four armed Aurors and large black man entered the room, pointing their wands at them.

- Good day gentlemen. – she greeted them politely

- Miss, please remove yourself from that man and surrender yourself. – black man barked

- I am afraid that I cannot comply with your request Mr. Shacklebolt. Not until boy arrives, I see he did not come here yet. – her eyes darted, observing the party of men.

- The boy, miss? –

- Yes the one that sent you here, one with glasses. Harvey something. –

- Harry? Harry Potter? – asked Kingsley

- That’s the one. I will remove myself from this man and go with you only when he arrives. –

- Harry Potter, Miss, has to rest after the battle. He has far more important things to do than whitens this man’s apprehension. -

- I sincerely doubt that. – she looked him sternly in the eyes – Not that he has far more important things, but that he wants this man to be … apprehended. –

- This man is a murderer and know criminal, he is wanted for his crimes in this war. –

- I beg to differ. – she replied almost coyly – Now, fetch the boy. -

- And, who are you might be Miss? –

- Who am I, where from am I, and what I am doing here…I will disclose only to this man. - she pointed in Snape with her free hand, hoping that they would be far less keen on locking him up if he is to be their only source of information about her.

- As I told you before Miss, this man is a war criminal. I am afraid that bargaining for his freedom is out of the question. –

- And as I told you Mr. Shacklebolt, I beg to differ. The boy knows what I’m talking about. Please, call the boy to come. – noticing that one of the Aurors in the background raising his wand nervously her features hardened and her voice get more threatening note – I do not mean any harm to you, and I do not wish to fight if there is a way to avoid it. However, I am going to warn you, I’ve set a protective barrier around him and me. Ricocheting spells can harm some of you, but we will stay unaffected by them. –

Kingsley winced, looking around. He stretched one hand to stop his men for doing anything stupid, he carefully approached Katya and Snape. Just a few inches around them, not more than arm and a half in reach, he felt vibrations of the barrier and stopped.

- That is some fine magic Miss. –

- Thank you, I wish that this would not be necessary. – she replied. Snape’ body jerked violently and her face crumbled in pain as she turned to him – Damn it! –

Ignoring the men in the room, not breaking the contact Katya raised Snape’ arm, the one she was holding clasped in hers, and bit a gash in to his wrist. Blood streamed from the gash on her. Lowering bitten hand on the ground, still holding it, she hovered free arm above the wound, and begin to chant. Blood stopped flowing, but more ooze dripped from the gash.

Men in the room observed her with hitched breath. Her face pinched in pain and concentration. After a while, ooze stopped dripping, replaced by thin stream of pale blood. She was chanting under her breath, they observed with awe as wound knitted itself closing the ripped veins before starting to wave the skin. She breathed sigh of relief and placed her free hand on Snape’ bare chest, pressing it hard. Her face paled, every muscle on her body visibly trembled as she was trying to maintain control over twitching.

Standing near the barrier, Kingsley could tell that her charm did not weekend at all. He had distinct impression that he is looking at victim in post Crushiatus tremors. Trying to decide if he should address the woman or not, her soft voice startled him.

- Damn it! Stay with me you bastard. – she was talking to Snape, who was still shaking. Kingsley heard collective gasp at her words, exhaled behind his back.

Unexpectedly, shivering silver stag bounced in the room. Her face became stone mask, she relaxed only after stag spoke with Harry’s voice:

- Kingsley, don’t arrest Snape! Please, don’t touch him until I arrive. I will explain everything just pleas trust me! Whatever you do, don’t try to attack or separate the woman from him. Leave them be! Hermione, and Ron and Poppy coming with me. Do you need any medications? Should I bring someone else besides Poppy? Oh, and Poppy is making some threats. - stag dissipated

- He wants to bring flowers? We need medic not flowers. – woman huffed

- Poppy is Matron of Hogwarts hospital, one of most talented mediwitch I’ve met. Do you need any medications for him? –

- Yes, yes he does need some. Some sort of anti-venom for snakebites, wide range variety. Something for the pain, and I need at least couple of bags of transfusion. –

- The last one, what? –

- Something to make up for loss of blood, whatever you use here. –

Kingsley nodded and waved his wand, silver Linux burst from its tip, he repeated her message and send the ethereal animal to Harry.

- I thought that you use owls. – woman’s nose wrinkled

- Usually, we do. This we use only in special occasions, when haste is pressing. –

- Thank you. The woman, the flower one, can she be trusted? Message said that she is making threats. –

- Poppy? – laughed Kingsley, he was finally bit relaxed after Harry’ message – If she making threats, they are aimed at my Aurors and me. Warning not to touch her patient. Merlin help anyone who tries to harm her patient. –

- Thank you for putting my mind at ease Mr. Shacklebolt. When she comes, and I am sure that boy done his duty I will come with you. I won’t resist. Nevertheless, not to be any mistakes, what I said before stays. I won’t disclose any of the personal information to anyone else but him. –

- I hold you to your word Miss. – Kingsley nodded – But as I told you, if what Harry has to say don’t change my mind, this man is wanted war criminal. – he felt bit at loss with her. She knew magic, but she didn’t know their ways. For now he just watched her, true to her word woman did not made a threatening move, all her attention focused on Snape.

Katya doubled her efforts, pain was getting more and more intense and she hoped that help would come soon. She could feel that her hold of magic is slipping, and regardless of obvious relaxation of men in the room, she didn’t want to stay without her defense. Trying to subdue the pain in both of them, he shivered.

Distant footsteps became louder and closer, she visibly relaxed. All her focus was still on Snape, mumbling to him almost moments before door flung open

- That’s it. Good boy. – Kingsley along with his Aurors froze hearing those words. Poppy marched in the room followed with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Harry tossed concerned look at the stunned expression on Aurors faces. Hermione chuckled from behind:

- She called him a “good boy” again, didn’t she? – Kingsley nodded

- WHAT!? – Harry and Ron turned to her

- When I heard her first time, I was sure he would rise just so he could hex the life out of her. – Hermione giggled

- All right, you lot can chit-chat in the hallway. Girl is protecting him and I clearly can see why. Kingsley, why I see wands drawn at my patient? –

- But ma’am … -

- Don’t you “ma’am” me Polkins, or I’ll redo your nose. – Poppy huffed and young Auror lowered his wand, not waiting for Kingsley to give him cue.

- Kingsley let’s go to hallway, I’ll explain all there. – called Harry retreating, the rest of men and Hermione followed him, leaving Poppy and Katya alone in the room. Poppy turned to Katya

- Now girlie, lower your protection before I throw you out too. – reluctantly Katya removed barrier – Hurry up. Don’t you worry, I will not let anyone harm him. This boy is my patient since he was eleven years old. He is in my care big part of my life, and his. –

She keeled on the other side of Snape’ body, ignoring the almost overpowering smell of blood. Inspecting the wound on the neck, Poppy nodded. Wordlessly Katya pointed at his wrist, she looked at that wound nodding.

- Are you mediwitch? –

- No. – huffed Katya watching the woman pull out tree phials of different colored liquids – What is that? –

- No? For someone who is not mediwitch, you did a fine job under the circumstances. More than fine. Miss. Granger told me that you perform some sort of magic to clear his bloodstream from snake poison. – Katya nodded, Poppy opened first phial – This one is wide range anti-venom. If you expelled all poison, this is not necessary. –

- I didn’t manage to clean all of it. – whispered Katya. Poppy nodded and poured potion in to Snape’ mouth, forcing him to swallow. Katya begin to worry when he started to resist, poppy grumbled addressing Snape

- Stop being a jackass and take your medicine. Even unconscious, bordering on death he still resist medications, he never changes. – she took other phial – This is a pain numbing potion, he brew that one himself. – she repeated procedure, opening third phial she explained – This is blood replenishing potion. I expected much more discoloration judging by the wound and amount of blood on the floor. It seems that he retained much of blood regardless. One phial will suffice. – she repeated procedure once again – Now girlie, what spells did you use? - Katya was reluctant – Don’t do that. I need to know what kind of magic will interfere with my healing. –

- Nothing, I did all I could to throw out the poison, but that’s all. –

- What did you use to do that? – Katya looked at her than ant the door – Speak now, all you say will stay in this room. They will not bother us until I call them. –

- My magic, but … my magic is different from yours, it won’t interfere. I promise. –

Poppy looked at her and nodded, she cast a quick spell and raised her head

- All right. Now I see that you are protective of the boy, I’m glad, Merlin knows that he needs all support he can get. I will admit him as my patient, but I can’t promise that he will be with me all the time. Now, don’t look at me like that. Even if he is in St. Mungo's, he is still my patient. I see that you are still worried. I can see if colleague of mine will assist and take care of him. Merlin knows she owes him a lot, she won’t let any harm pass on him. If nothing, she will defend him fiercer then I would. - Katya nodded silently – Right then, I’ll put those muscle brains in to good use, to help me transfer him to healing area. –

When woman started to stood up Katya grabbed her by the sleeve

- Please, - she whispered – he is important to me. However, he doesn’t know me, know of me. They, - she pointed at door - they will want to interrogate him, ask him about me as soon as he open his eyes. Can, can you protect him? Let the girl and boy with glasses explain to him…? –

Poppy was looking at her for one long moment, and then nodded.

- Don’t you worry about a thing, I will keep them at bay long enough. Harry told me you are going with Aurors. Do me a favor and drink this. – she provided another phial – This is simple pepper-me-up, and you look like you could use one. Now, before I call them. –

Katya looked at woman than took the potion and downed it. Almost instantly, she felt better, glancing at woman with surprise. Poppy just laughed

- He brew that one too. Now you will have enough energy to deal with those buffoons. Do me a favor and give them a hell of a headache, if you care for the boy, you’ll have enough brain to give them a run for their money. – she finally stood up and called for people in front of the door to enter.
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