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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.

Chapter 8: Silent Night…
With most of the students gone for the holidays, even the Chosen One and his friends had gone, Katherine enjoyed the silence and solitude of the castle. She could work late into the night on her potion experiments or was able to sit by the fire in her quarters reading a book without being interrupted.
On the morning of December 21st, the remaining students and staff gathered in the Great Hall for breakfast. When the mail began to arrive, a great distinguishable Eagle Owl flew towards the staff table, dropping an emerald green envelope onto Katherine's empty plate.
The beautiful green wrapper held her name in impeccable silver letters on the front. Katherine knew immediately who sent it; she had received invitations like this one before. Carefully opening the seal, she slid out the embossed invitation.
Professor Katherine Dumbledore,

you are cordially invited to

Christmas Eve Dinner

at

Malfoy Manor

On Tuesday, December 24th

at seven o'clock in the evening
Please give our owl your response.
'Will you be going?' Severus' voice startled her. She glared over at him and noticed that he held a similar envelope in his hand.
"I believe I've asked you not to do that while I'm reading," she said out loud, deciding it would make more of an impact than answering him silently. "But to answer your question, yes, I do plan on attending." She conjured up a quill and bit of parchment. Writing her response, she attached the note to the owl's leg, then turned to face Severus again.
"I believe it's waiting for yours," she smirk at him. Severus sighed at conjured up his own quill and parchment. Quickly scribbling his response, he rolled it up and handed to her. Katherine tied the note to the extended owl's leg, then gave it a bit of toast before it took flight again.
"I take it you are going then?" she raised a mocking eyebrow at him.
"Obviously," he grimaced as he turned his attention back to his breakfast. "I suppose we could travel there together, if that would be alright with you?"
"That would be just fine," Katherine grinned as she drank her pumpkin juice.
"I'll meet you in the main hall at six-thirty that night then," Severus finished his own breakfast and rose from his chair.
"I'll be ready," she watched as him walk to the staff entrance, black robes billowing, then disappear beyond the door.

As six-thirty rolled around on Christmas eve, Severus stood in his dress robes in the main hall waiting for Katherine to arrive. He pulled out his pocket watch, before hearing the soft clicking of heals ascending the dungeons stairs.
As she emerged from the darkness of the dungeons, Severus caught his breath. She looked so elegant, something that made him think she was still the twenty-one year old girl at Lucius' social gathering the night before her capture. But tonight, there was something more.
Katherine wore an off the shoulder, deep emerald gown, that was trimmed with a hint of silver, that would make any Slytherin proud. The dress hugged every curve right down to her waist, then flowed out around her legs. Her golden hair done up in a stylish loose bun with a few locks down, framing her slender face. A trace of silver reflected off her ears and a simple silver chain graced her neckline.
She slowly made her way towards him, and Severus tried to maintain his composure as he watched her float across the hall. The torch light radiated her alabaster skin in contrast to the dark material.
"Ready?" her voice sounded so far away, as his heart pounded in his ears.
"Of course," nodding to the small green bag in her right hand. "What's in there?"
"Gifts for Narcissa and Draco," she smiled coolly up at him, "it is Christmas after all."
"Indeed." Offering Katherine his arm, Severus performed a warming charm and the two began the long walk to the gates. A light snow was falling on the grounds as the professors made their way down the snow-covered path.
"Merlin, this feels familiar," she lightly chuckled as strolled towards the entrance to the ground. "Going to Lucius' social gatherings, Narcissa's dinner parties. It feels like it was just yesterday when we were dancing in the ballroom at Malfoy Manor that Friday evening before..." Katherine smile faded as she remembered that last night before her capture. She was happy then; happy because she was still accepted into both worlds, because people didn't know what she was. A Death Eater.
"Katherine," Severus stopped and turned to face her. "I am sorry for not being able to help you that night. We promised to help protect each other during missions, and I failed to do so. I just…" He wanted to continue, but Katherine placed a hand on his chest to silence him.
"I don't blame you for my capture Sev," she said flatly. "I blame myself. I wanted to duel Moody, I wanted to be the one to defeat him. He broke me away from the group and disarmed me. You did nothing wrong. It was my own fault for thinking that I could take him on myself."
"Still, I am sorry for what you had to go through," Severus bore his obsidian eyes into the sapphire ones. He searched for her memories of them, for memories of how it use to be. But just as always, they were heavily guarded behind stone walls that resembled those of Hogwarts' castle walls; inaccessible, unbreakable.
"We should keep moving, so we won't be late for dinner," her voice was hesitant, but she turned and pressed on down the path. The two remained silence until they reached the gate and passed through.
Severus offered his arm to Katherine once again and they disapparated to Malfoy Manor.

"Severus. Katherine. So glad you could join us for dinner." Narcissa's voice echoed through the main hall of Malfoy Manor.
"Thank you for the lovely invite Narcissa," Katherine hugged the hostess, with a polite smile. "Now where is that godson of mine."
"Professors." Draco's cold voice came from the end of the hall. "It's good of you to join mother and me this evening." Katherine smiled, as she looked over the young man standing before her. He was only a little over a year old the last time she held him at Lucius' celebration party all those years ago.
"Draco," Katherine walked over to him, "I am only your professor while at school. Here I am your godmother, so you may call me Katherine." Draco nodded in response and began to address her when a loud crack announced the arrive of a house elf.
"Pardon good mistress," the house elf bowed before Narcissa, "Dinner is ready."

At the Burrow…
"Remus?" Harry looked up from his cup of eggnog to meet the eyes of one of his father's best friends. "Do you know Katherine Dumbledore?"
"Ahh…now there's a name I haven't heard in quite some time." Remus relaxed back into his chair next to the fire. He had joined Harry, Hermione and the rest of the Weasleys at the Burrow for Christmas eve at the request of Molly Weasley, herself.
"So you do know her," Harry waited impatiently as he looked over the werewolf.
"Very well in fact," Remus was staring off into space, trying to collect his memories of the blonde witch. "She was in my year, but was sorted into Slytherin. I met her on the train in our first year; she was sitting in a compartment with your parents, Sirius, Peter, myself and Snape."
"Snape?" Ron piped up from his drink. "Why were you sitting with him?"
"We really had no choice. It was the only compartment left." Remus continued turning back to Harry. "Katherine and your mother got along well, but Lily was always arguing with her about her friendship with Snape.
"It was towards the end of fifth year when they had their worst argument ever. They never spoke again. Katherine sided with Snape and the two seemed to be attached at the hip for the remaining two years."
"That's what it did seem like from the pictures in the yearbook from your final year." Hermione stated as she sat down next to Ginny on the couch. "If either were in a picture, the other was right there as well." Remus sighed looking down as the cup in his hands. Silence filled the room as the wireless played Christmas music in the background.
"No one knew that Katherine joined the Death Eaters right out of school," Remus looked up at the room full of his friends. "We were shocked when Albus told us that she declined his offer to join the Order."
"It wasn't till October of 1981, that we found out she was a Death Eater," Arthur Weasley continued were Remus left off. "Alastor caught her during a raid. We just couldn't believe it; Albus' own niece, a Death Eater."
"She seemed decent enough in school," Remus closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Amazing Quidditch player; the only one that gave your father a run for his money. She was also an unbelievable duelist and very smart. Always had her nose in a book, but no one knows what drove her to the Dark Arts, except probably Severus."
"Remus, do you really think she's changed her ways?" Harry questioned him, hoping the answer would be yes, but it didn't come.
"One can only hope," Remus stated sadly.
"What about Snape? Do you trust him?" Harry asked.
"It's Professor Snape, Harry," Remus told the boy. "Dumbledore trusts him, and that means, so do I."

Back at Malfoy Manor…
"Katherine, you shouldn't have," Narcissa smiled at her holding a delicate goblin-made silver bracelet in her hand. "It's beautiful!"
"You've always been there for me Narcissa, it's the least I could do," Katherine sat in the chair across from her hostess as the four sat near the fireplace in the drawing room.
"Yes, thank you Prof…Katherine," Draco nodded towards his godmother as he inspected his goblin-made silver monogrammed cufflinks.
"I noticed that your old links where looking a bit rough around the edges," she smirked at her godson uneasiness at calling her by her first name. "Narcissa, this pendant is beautiful. Thank you!"
Katherine held a tear-drop sapphire jeweled necklace in her hand, the stone reflecting the same color of her eyes. Severus sat to her right, hold a newly engraved pocket watch in his hand, but wasn't paying to much attention to it. Instead he was watching Katherine, as she gracefully lifted her hands to undo the simple silver chain and applied the sapphire one to her neck, with the pendant dropping down to just above the small amount of cleavage that protruded from her emerald gown.
Catching his stare out of the corner of her eye, Katherine gave him a small wink. It was rare to see the stern Potion Master flush and known he had been caught in the act, hid his reddening face beneath his black curtains.
"Um…yes, Narcissa, thank you," Severus recomposed himself. "I been in need of a new pocket watch for quite some time." Narcissa smiled coolly in response, but her mind was on the couple sitting before her. She had been watching Katherine and Severus' exchanged glances and comments during dinner and throughout the rest of the evening.
'They still both care about each other, but don't want to admit it.' Narcissa thought to herself. She remembered all those years ago, a young Katherine and Severus dancing gracefully around her grand ballroom. She could still see Katherine's smile light up the room as Severus would twirl her across the dance floor, but her thoughts were interrupted by her son.
"Professor Snape?" even after sixteen years, Draco still called ehis godfather by his title. "Would you care for a nightcap?" Severus nodded in response and rose from his chair to follow Draco into the parlor. Katherine eyes followed his retreating form, and gave a small sigh.
"I don't know why you chose the Dark Mark over the Sisterhood Mark," Narcissa stated to the younger woman on her right. "If you would have taken the Sisterhood Mark, you could have married and had a family with him."
'Here we go again.' Katherine thought to herself, rolling her eyes; Narcissa had started this same conversation all those years ago with her. 'Oh yes, the Sisterhood Mark talk.'
The Sisterhood Mark, a small snake wrapped around the stem of a lily (their symbol for purity), was found on the women who were wives of the Death Eaters. They were the ones that chose to bear the next generation of loyal followers of the Dark Lord. Those women, who were single when choosing that mark, were either assigned to one of the Dark Lord's men or given to one that vocally requested for the woman in question.
Katherine was one of only three women who chose the Dark Mark. The other two were Alecto Carrow and Bellatrix Lestrange. As the Dark Mark bore into the skin on the left arm, the Sisterhood Mark was hidden and was nothing more that a tattoo on the woman's upper left thigh. It did not hold an activation like the Dark Mark either, so the woman could not be summoned to the Dark Lord's side. It was only a symbol of ownership. Katherine Dumbledore was owned by no man.
Narcissa prattled on about what Katherine's life could have been, but Katherine was miles away as she stared into the blazing fire. Her mind flashing back to when she first met Severus, their days at school together, and the hours that they spent together, in the common room, just talking and studying. She remembered how it felt to be wrapped in his strong arms as the two danced the night away all those years ago at Lucius and Narcissa's socials.
But it would have never been, or never would be. Katherine was already promised to a loyal member of the Dark Lord's party. A one out of a hundred chance that it was Severus to whom she would be given to. Severus was her best friend, and no matter what happen, he always would be.
"Katherine?" Severus' voice brought her back to the present.
"Oh sorry. What were you saying Sev?" Katherine stumbled over her words as she rid of her memories.
"I was asking if you were ready to head back?" Severus frowned. Katherine never drifted into a daydream, but he figured it was probably a side affect from the torture she endured in prison. "If you remember, Albus requested all staff be present for Christmas morning breakfast."
"Oh…um…yes," Katherine rose from her chair, only to be pulled into a hug by Narcissa. "Thank you again for the lovely evening. And of course for the lovely necklace."
"You're quite welcome," Narcissa smiled coyly and turned to Snape. "I'm glad you could join us Severus. It has been an enjoyable evening."
"Indeed," Severus wasn't quite sure of what to make of Narcissa's tone, but shrugged it off none the less. "Thank you again, Narcissa. Do you mind if we used your floo to get back to Hogsmeade?"
"Not at all," Narcissa turned toward the fireplace and retrieved the small pot of floo powder from the side table.
"Draco?" Katherine turned towards her godson.
"Yes Prof,…um…Katherine," Draco's face flushed at calling his professor by her first name, even though she was his godmother.
"We'll see you back at school in a week," she smiled towards the younger version of Lucius. Draco merely nodded in response and watched as Severus offered Katherine his left arm. His right hand gracefully threw a handful of floo powder into the flames and waited for it to turn the familiar emerald green.
"The Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade." Severus stated as he and Katherine stepped simultaneously into the fire and disappeared from Malfoy Manor.

The pub was almost empty except for the five people that inhabited the far corner of the room. Madam Rosmerta was behind the bar getting ready to close for the night.
A brilliant green flame pulled Rosmerta's attention from her work. She was shocked to see Professor Snape and a woman she had not seen in almost eighteen years step forth from the hearth.
The couple passed through the room quickly. Severus nodded a greeting towards Rosmerta and the two slipped silently from the inn.
The innkeeper stood in shock for several moments before making her way around the counter and towards the group in the corner.
"Did you see that?" Rosmerta asked the group of three women and two men as she sat down to join them. "When was she released?"
"Late August, at Albus' request," Minerva McGonagall replied as she sipped her mead.
"I wonder where they'ave been, don' recall seein' 'hem at dinner," Hagrid slurred into his tanker.
"I overheard young Mister Malfoy in class before break, saying that his mother was inviting them to dinner on Christmas eve," Flitwick's tiny voice exclaimed as he poured himself some more of Rosmerta's mead.
"There's been rumors going around the Hufflepuff common room, that they are involved," Pomona Sprout whispered as though the pub was full of eavesdroppers.
"I've seen them around each other an awful lot too since her return," Rolanda Hooch pursed her lips as she stared out of the inn's window.
All eyes were now on the retreating black forms of the wizard and witch. The snow was begin to fall heavier around the small village of Hogsmeade. The couple were still linked arm and arm as they made their way beyond the lights of the town.
"I just hope Albus knows what he's doing," Minerva sighed. The village's clock chimed midnight, breaking through the silence of the darkness.
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