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Leech	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.

LEECH

Chapter 64

Rummaging through Kathy�s wardrobe he found the robe she�d worn the day he brought her here. Well at least it was better than a dress, which seemed to be all she had in here. He enlarged the robe to fit him and put it on. There was no way he was transfiguring her underwear to fit him. He would rather do without.

He did find a pair of thick blue socks though and pulled them on. The heels of the socks reached somewhere around the middle of his arch and the cuff barely managed to reach just below his ankles, but they were warm and that was all he cared about for the moment. He went back to the bathroom to pick up his boxers, then gathered the clothes he�d strew across the bedroom floor and took them downstairs to the kitchen.

He stood in the doorway for a moment, looking blankly at the sink. He was stumped as to what he should do next. Didn�t muggles have machines or something for this kind of thing? He remembered Arthur Weasley taking about it once. He noticed a square of white metal with a round glass bubble type window in the front. He bent to look at it. There were quite a few small buttons along the front at the top. One said �OPEN� and he pressed it. �Yes.� The door popped open and he stuck his head inside. He pulled it straight out again, the inside of it was full of small holes. If he put water in there it would leak out again. �Hmm.� He sat on the floor in front of it as he tried to figure it out.

Three cups of tea later and he�d actually managed to place all of his clothes into the machine. He�d even nipped back upstairs to gather the clothes he�d removed from Kathy earlier. They too were soaked in his blood. He pressed the �START� button several times, but nothing happened. Them he noticed the know with numbers round the outside of it. �What the bloody hell, these numbers aren�t even in order. What the hell do they mean?�

Pressing the start button again and seeing a little red light coming on, he slowly turned the knob one click at a time. Hearing water enter the machine after the fourth click he stepped back, expecting water to come pouring all over the floor. It didn�t, and soon he saw the water level begin to rise in the door bubble. The machine whirred and the clothes inside moved. He smiled smugly to himself. �Huh, muggle technology indeed. It�s not that difficult to work out.� He said to the machine.

His stomach rumbled and her realised it was almost tea time. He�d been trying to work the washing machine for the last two and a half hours.

Grabbing another of the pies, he sat at the table and ate it while he watched the glass bubble as the clothes moved to and fro inside. An hour later and he was pacing the tiny kitchen. �How long is this supposed to take?� He noticed a small dip in part of the machine, slipped a finger under it and pulled out a drawer. He peered closer at it. �Powder? What powder?� Suddenly he was sprayed with water as the machine started to fill again and fired at him from the drawer. �Damn.� He shouted at it, slamming the drawer closed.

Finally, after waiting an hour and a half, it stopped. But he couldn�t open the door, it wouldn�t budge. After about a minute it clicked, and the door opened itself. �Smug bastard.� He told it removing the clothes.

He pulled a face. Everything stunk, nothing was clean, and his robes, his robes, were small enough to fit a house elf. A very small house elf. Pissed, he shoved everything back in and slammed the door shut. �Sod it all.� He groused. He cursed himself for not simply scourgifying everything instead of trying to use the infernal shrink machine. How the hell had it happened? He dragged everything out again, dumped it on the table, and went through the process of enlarging everything that had shrunk, scourgified it all, then draped it over a line that hung in the back garden.
Back in the kitchen he found a cupboard that was cold inside, with cheese, milk, a small amount of what he took to be shin beef, and a few other items he recognised. A wicker basket near the cold thing held fresh vegetables.
Kathy woke to the smell of food. She couldn�t even remember coming to bed, and she was sure she switched the oven off last night when she took the pies out of the� A sudden realisation came to her and she fought with the tangled sheet for a moment, then leapt from the bed to race down the stairs.

�Severus.� She said in a breathy voice.
He turned, startled when she spoke. �Kathy? Are you alright? I� last night, I ate your pies.� He finished lamely, unable to find words to explain why he was here, what had happened. Hell he wasn�t fully sure himself. �Wait a minute, you recognise me.�

She moved closer to him, reaching out to touch his face. �You� you�re real. You�re really real.� Se sobbed.
�I hope so. Kathy about last night. I really don�t know what happened.�
�Mm hm. You were on my floor, you scared me. I remember Severus, I remember everything. You left me here, but I remember now.�

I remember my life, all of it, Tomtom, you, us, Tom being Voldemort. Me Leeching him and how I was afterwards. I don�t remember arriving here, but I remember all the time I�ve been here. I still have� episodes. Times when the anger wants out, tries to take over. What happened to you Severus? Why were you bleeding all over my floor more dead than alive?�
�His snake. Nagini, the Dark Lords familiar. The dark Lord was going on about some wand or other that previously belonged to Dumbledore. Then he had the bloody snake bite me. Next thing I knew I woke up here. And you were unconscious beneath me. You healed me Kathy, I thought I was dead but you stopped me from dying.�
She clung to him, crying as he held her close. �I�ve missed you Kathy. Every day I�ve thought of you. At night I dreamt we were together, and in the morning I would be filled with remorse at no longer having you with me.�
�Sometimes I would remember, just small pieces of my life. Nothing seemed to fit, to make any sense. I thought I was just some simple minded woman that others stayed clear of. There were times I would dream too. I�d see you in my dreams, you seemed so real, so� and then you would go. When I woke you were never there and the memory would fade so quickly.�
The smell of burning caught their attention. �Shit.� He mumbled, turning to the stew he had so carefully prepared.
Kathy couldn�t help the small, slightly hysterical laugh that escaped her as she watched him try to salvage the meal.

She looked out the window and frowned slightly when she saw her grey dress hanging on the line. But she didn�t have a grey dress. She looked closer through the window. �Severus, why is my green dress grey?�
He turned, a guilty look on his face. �Ah yes, the dress. It was that infernal, bubble fronted, shrinking machine that did it actually. Took me an age to figure out how to make it work, then it shrunk my wool robes, and my trousers and jacket. And your dress, along with my shirt and underwear turned an odd shade of, well, grey. And I still had to scourgify everything. Nothing was clean and they smelled.�
�They smelled? Severus did you put powder into the machine? What program did you use?�

Severus had put the machine on the hottest wash without the benefit of soap powder.

�It�s no wonder they turned out like they did. Does Albus know you were hurt?�
He paled and ran a hand through his hair. �Kathy sit down please.�

�Why, what�s wrong?�

�Just� sit.� He joined her at the table. �Albus is� has been dead these past eleven months. He� was murdered.�
�Nooo.� She wailed. She didn�t want to hear this. It couldn�t be true. �Oh Severus. Who, who would do such a thing? Was it� him?�
�Actually no, it was� �
�Who Severus? Tell me who did it.�

�I did.� He told her softly. He didn�t want to tell her this yet, he didn�t want to see the hate and loathing in her eyes. �Kathy please, let me explain, it wasn�t how you think.�

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