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Leech	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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 8

�Or he might just decide to kill her on the spot.� Severus retorted.
Albus ignored his remark. �Meanwhile I have arranged rooms to be readied for her. They are adjoined to yours and are accessible only from your office. I thought it best to keep her away from the mainstream school until she is able to take control of her talent.�
�You what?� Severus hissed. �Why me? Haven�t I done enough? Aren�t I still doing enough? Dammit all Albus, I don�t have the time or the patience to baby sit a grown woman, let alone one who is grieving and has the ability to drain this whole castle of its energy. Why can�t you take her?�
�Severus, you know I cannot. Apart from the fact that Minerva will ask too many questions of me, she will be forced to walk through the main hall to reach your office for instruction.�

�Not if I don�t give her instruction she won�t.�
�And are you refusing Severus?� The Headmaster asked solemnly, though Severus was convinced the old rogue was secretly smiling behind that beard.
�As usual I do not seem to have a say in the matter.� He ran a hand through his hair. �But remember what I said before I became involved in this crazy scheme of yours, when it ends badly, you are to blame. Already she has been forced to go through losing her family and being taken prisoner by those� the Gods only know what she suffered at their hands. And I have been forced to wait as she endured all of this, biding my time until she was in such a state that she would have quite happily have accompanied the Devil himself, so confused and hurt was she. Where did you say her rooms were?�
�You will find a new door in your office, set into the wall behind your jars of pickled wot-nots.�
Severus waited until Albus had left, then returned to his bedroom to dress. He then walked through his study to his office and located the door to what would for now, be Kathy�s rooms. Comprised of a sitting room, bathroom, bedroom and a small kitchen, he was not surprised to discover it was furnished in the style of the late nineteen fifties. Clearly the house elves knew something in advance and prepared the rooms to make her feel at least as though she were still living in her own time. It was going to be one hell of a shock to her when she discovered what year she was living in now.

With a sigh, he pulled down the covers on her bed and returned to his own rooms to collect the young woman.

Rather than wake her and risk having to deal with more tears, he pulled on a pair of gloves and carefully lifted her, carried her through to her rooms and laid her on the bed. He summoned and elf and told it to find some nightwear for her, as well as clothing for the following day. He then left the elf to change her and tuck her in for the night.
As soon as he returned to his own rooms, he once more settled into his chair and poured another whiskey, then contacted the kitchen for a light supper, the remains of the previous one now cold and unappetizing. Then he removed his gloves. Once he�d had his fill of soup and rolls, he finally retired to bed, thinking over the events of what in present time was no more than a few hours, yet for him had been several years. He was physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted from the constant time jumping, Polyjuicing, and rescuing he�d been forced to witness and partake in.

SS

Kathy awoke confused. Her first thought on waking was to check on her babies, then go and make David�s pack-up before he had to get up for work. Only David wasn�t beside her, and the bed felt different. When she opened her eyes, she shot up in bed. The whole room was different. This wasn�t her bed; this wasn�t even her bedroom. Where was she? Then everything came rushing back, the masked men, David lying lifelessly on the hall floor, her little girls, her babies, because that�s all they were, babies. Elizabeth was almost two years old; she and David had put a little money aside to buy her the pretty dolly she�d seen in Howcrofts window. And Gwen, sweet little Gwen, one year old and barely walking. Their little faces swam across her vision even as it blurred with unshed tears.

She wiped her eyes roughly with the sleeve of her nightgown, something else that wasn�t hers, and climbed out of the bed. It was a large four-poster, grander than anything she and David could ever have afforded, and tried a door. A bathroom, again much grander than she was used to. A claw foot bathtub, sink, an inside toilet, now that was something to write home about. If she had someone there to write to. Another toilet, why would anyone need two toilets? There was soap and toothpowder, even a new toothbrush, as well as thick fluffy towels and� wow, shampoo. That was a real luxury. She was even more amazed at the fact there was hot running water, and plenty of it as she scrubbed furiously at her skin. The memory of the seemingly constant stream of wizards, oh yes, she knew all about wizards. Tom, her childhood friend was a wizard. These wizards were different though; they hurt her, raped her and beat her. They�d aimed their wands at her and tried to cast spells on her but it didn�t work, so instead they hit her with lumps of wood, slapped and punched her, one had a whip and he used it several times across her back.

Even then, while she lay broken and beaten they came and forced themselves on her in every orifice she possessed. The strangest thing was that whenever one of them did that, she would gain strength, while they in turn grew weak and eventually was forced to climb or fall off her before they were able to ejaculate. Eventually they left her alone and that man appeared and brought here. Then in the hut, he�d changed. God that was gruesome to watch.
She climbed out of the bath and dried herself on the softest towels she�d ever come across, and then searched for cleaning materials to clean the tub. Of course, there weren�t any.

�Probably in the kitchen, wherever that is.� She muttered to herself. Grateful to find clothes laid out for her on the bed, she dressed before venturing through the only other door in the room.
She started when she came face to face with the dark haired man that had brought her here, only then he was someone else. This was all so confusing.

She hovered in the doorway, not sure what to do or say.
�Please, it was not my intention to startle you; I thought you might appreciate some kind of explanation, as well as breakfast. The Headmaster should be here presently.�
Kathy eyed him for a moment, and then let her eyes roam the room he was standing in. It was tastefully decorated, but much more opulently then what she was used to. The man pointed to an open door across the room where she could make out a table and chairs.

�Af� after you.� She stated boldly. There was no way she was gonna turn her back on this strange man for one second.
Severus bowed and gave a half smirk before leading the way. He was going to hex Albus Dumbledore right into the middle of next week.
Kathy followed him into the small kitchen, again much better equipped then the one in the little house she and David rented, and sat opposite him at the table. Platters of food were already on the table, much more than she was used to making in one go, and the variety. Bacon, sausages, eggs and toast. Red things that she�d never seen before, and� �is that� real butter?� She asked, eyeing the golden pats set out in a silver dish.
�It is. Help yourself.�

�Thanks. What are those?�

Severus raised an eyebrow. �Tomatoes. Have you never� no, I don�t suppose you have. He pointed at each dish individually, regardless of whether she recognised them or not. �Kippers, kidneys, eggs fried, poached and scrambled, bacon, sausage and cereal. There is also fresh orange juice, pumpkin juice, tea and coffee, as well as fresh milk if you prefer.�
�Oh.� She said softly, her gazed moving to the open door. �Are we expecting a lot of company?�
�No, why do you ask?�

�All this food, there�s enough here to feed half the workers at Macey�s.�
�Macey�s, the factory where your husband was employed I assume.�
�Yes, David�s well� was, well thought of there. He was promised a promotion soon and we were going to take the girls to� �She broke down in sobs. She and David planned to take the girls to the seaside for the day that summer, providing money wasn�t too tight. �I�m sorry, this is all a bit too much. I don�t know what to do, the funerals, I�ll have to arrange them. Oh God, I can�t do this. I can�t. I don�t know why this is happening to me.�
Severus lowered his fork and ran a hand down his face. He didn�t know what to do either, how to comfort her. Even what he should tell her. �Damn you Albus. Why aren�t you down here?� �Mrs Ripley, I honestly do not know what to say or do that would help you in any way. Please, tell me what to do.�

Kathy lifted a tear stained face to him. �Give me back my children, my husband, my life.� She finished on a whisper.
�If only I could.� He passed her a hanky from his pocket.

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