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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 9: White Christmas on the Quidditch Pitch
A small stream of light danced across the floor of the dungeon bedroom. The only small window in the entire quarters just had to be facing the eastern horizon, for the morning light hit Katherine straight in the face.
With a groan, Katherine reached under her pillow to retrieve her wand. Casting a silent "occludo" towards the curtains, she rolled over towards the opposite wall. Cracking her eyes open, she glanced at the small clock on the night table that read quarter after seven.
"OH SHIT," and with a flash, she ripped off the bedcovers and hurried into the bathroom. Albus had requested that all remaining staff be present at Christmas breakfast, which meant she only had fifteen minutes to get ready and be seated in the Great Hall in time.
After ten minutes she emerged from the bathroom in Slytherin green robes and made her way to the Great Hall for the morning feast.

Twelve giant Christmas trees lined the Great Hall, and a gentle snow fell from the ceiling. The remaining students buzzed around, talking with friends and showing off gifts. All in all only eleven remained; three Gryffindors, four Ravenclaws, two Slytherins, and two Hufflepuffs.
The remaining staff sat at the Head Table, a few of them exchanging gifts and sweets amongst each other. Katherine placed herself on Severus' left and reached for a piece of toast.
'Overdid it last night, did we?' Severus' baritone voice echoed in her mind.
'I did not drink that much Sev, you know that.' Katherine retaliated.
'I didn't mean the alcohol Katherine.' Severus stated as ate his eggs.
He was right of course, Katherine couldn't resist Narcissa's rich food, and ate more than her fragile stomach could handle. She paid for it after their return to the school, becoming violently ill and had to down a few anti-nausea potions before finally getting to sleep at two in the morning.
Her thoughts were soon interrupted by the scurry of owls flooding into the hall, delivering last minute gifts to the students and staff. She knew not to expect anything; she hadn't received a gift from her father or uncle in years, not even when she was a student.
To her surprise, a large owl landed before her, with a long slender box grasped in its claws. She tentatively took the package from the bird and watched it take flight again. Frowning, she removed the small note from the plainly wrapped gift.
Happy Christmas

Katherine.
Her frown grew deeper. There was no name of the sender. She looked around the staff table to see if someone was watching her, but there was none. Even Severus continued to eat as if he never even saw the owl land before her.
Quickly and quietly, she slid her fingers along the edge of the box and pried it open. Her eyes widened as the contents of the package became visible.
A broom. Not just any broom; a Firebolt. The last broom that she ever owned was a Nimbus 1700; a fast racing broom, but nothing compared to this. Her pale, slim fingers skimmed the surface of the boom's dark mahogany handle.
Katherine repackaged the broom and set it down beside her chair. She quietly grabbed another piece of toast and quickly glanced down the staff table again, but almost everyone else was engaged in a conversation.

As eight-thirty chimed, the staff began exiting the Great Hall. Katherine seized her gift and hurried towards her quarters. Removing her wards, she bolted into her bedroom and rummaged through her wardrobe.
Pulling out a pair of black trousers, a black turtleneck, and a black wool cloak; she changed hastily, and transfigured her hair into a long braid. Without a second thought, she picked up the new broom and literally ran for the Astronomy tower.

The morning was bitterly cold, but still. There was no wind, and partly sunny; Katherine's perfect ideal day for flying.
Her heart began to race as she stepped towards the ledge of the tower. She had done this many times before, when she was younger. Steadying her breath, Katherine closed her eyes and let herself fall forward.
The frigid air rushed past her face, the broom gripped tightly in her right hand, as she free-fell towards the earth. Within a hundred feet of the ground, Katherine swiftly brought the broom down under her and pulled it up out of the dive.
Guiding the broom higher, Katherine flew out to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The tree tops glistening with the new fallen snow, and a small stream of smoke rose above Hagrid's cabin.
She looked out onto the peaceful grounds of Hogwarts, noting that none of the students decided to venture out as of yet. The wind of the flight had turned her cheeks raw and red, but she continued on. The cold never bothered her, as she was use to the long Quidditch practices held during the winter months.
After a few moments, she leaned low onto the broom and sped off toward the Black Lake. Katherine held her breath as the lake came into view. It was a beautiful as she remembered. The ice shimmered in the sun, and in the areas that remained open, the giant squid could be seen as it tried to gather in air and sunlight.
Katherine raced forward, lowering herself flush with the broom. She released her left hand from the stick and let it gracefully skim the surface of the ice then water. Her woolen cloak elegantly flowing in the wind behind her.
Departing from the lake, she soared between the trees and made her way towards the Quidditch pitch. She noticed a fresh pair of tracks that stood out in the snow, leading down to the arena.
She circled the area once before eyeing a black clad figure sitting in the Slytherin section of the pitch. Smiling to herself, she veered the broom and landed besides Severus.
"I knew I find you out here," Severus smirked as he turned towards the woman, who was breathing heavily from the fast flight. "Surprised you actually came down for a bit."
"I just…wanted to…thank you," Severus raised an eyebrow at her, as she steadied her breathe. "I know your responsible for this." Katherine smirked as she gestured towards the broom while removed the note from her pocket. "After I looked at the note again, I realized it was your writing. No one else writes their 'T's' like that."
"Very observant. I should have the bloody house elves write my notes from now on." Katherine chuckled at his comment, as she began to pull another object from her robes.
"Here," she handed him a green-wrapped gift. "Happy Christmas Sev." Severus raised an quizzical brow to her, as he took the present from her grasp. Unwrapping it slowly, he took notice of the book in his hands.
"How did you…" he began, but fell short of what he wanted to say. For in his hands was a book he never thought he see. The Potion Book of Shadows, 1st edition. "Katherine, I don't understand. There are only four of these in the world. Where did you come across it?"
"My rooms," she smirked, but realizing the serious look on his face, she shook her head. "I've had that book in my possession for almost fifteen and a half years. I hid it in one of the wall wards I made when I was first teaching. I was going to give it to you for Christmas that year, but…well…you know.
"I guess when the Aurors raided my rooms, they never found the safe, and since Albus gave me the same quarters, I was just as surprised as you are that it was still there."
Severus looked down at the exquisite book. Not a page torn, not one blemish on the cover. He couldn't believe she had it hidden all this time. "Thank you," but the sediment came out in a whisper. He was still flabbergasted that he was holding something so rare.
"Oh, before I forget," Severus snapped back to reality, and dug into the pocket of his cloak. "One thing to add to the broom." Katherine raised a curious brow, as he pulled a metal object from deep within the pouch. With a simply flick of his wrist, he side-tossed the item towards her.
Katherine caught it with grace, and gave him a smirk before looking down into her hands. There in her grasp was a small golden Snitch.
"A snitch." Katherine frowned, before giving Severus a confused look.
"Not just any snitch. I am sure if you turn it about 90 degrees to the right there is a date on there." Severus said, as he watched Katherine slowly spin the object between her thumb and index finger.
"May 27, 1978." Katherine's eyes widen as the date on the small sphere stared up at her.
"If I'm correct, that was the last snitch you ever caught here before we graduated." Severus smirked as he watched her startled expression. "I would also be correct saying that that snitch won Slytherin not only the Quidditch Cup, but also helped contribute to us winning the House Cup that year."
"Where did you get it?" Katherine asked as she continued to stare at the snitch.
"My rooms," he mocked her, as she rolled her eyes. "No, Regulus Black nicked it from Slughorn a year after we graduated. Filch caught him with it, and had it in his possession up to about four years ago. The Weasley twins stole it out of his office during a detention, and I caught them with it in the Great Hall."
Katherine chuckled at the extended explanation. She had always wondered were all of the snitches that she had caught went to. It figured Slughorn would have taken them, considering that he knew she was a great Seeker, and the snitches would be worth a ton of Galleons if she would have played professionally.
"Though you might wanted to see if you still have it in you," Severus simpered. Still clutching the snitch in her right hand, the wings released themselves, and she hurled it into the air. Severus watch it as best as he could till it was out of sight, then realizing Katherine was still sitting next to him.
He turned to question her, but found her grinning at him. She never even watched the snitch take flight.
"Why are you still sitting here?" Severus raised a questionable brow to her.
"Waiting," she coyly responded.
"For…?"
"Well, got to give the snitch a little head start," she smirked. Severus lightly snorted in response to her childish manner. After five minutes, she stood and mounted her broom. "I think that's long enough."
Katherine sped off towards the center of the arena, leaving Severus shaking his head slightly. Severus watched her hover for a few moment then take off at lightning speed heading towards the northern end of the pitch. Her cloak billowing behind her.
It never took Katherine long to spot a snitch, even at a lengthy distance. Her range of vision was just as good as it always had been. Her speed quickened as she chased the snitch all over the arena. Severus sat quietly in the stands looking up from his book, every so often to see if she had caught it yet.
About twenty minutes into the chase, the snitch took a challenging dive towards the ground. Katherine followed in hot pursuit at the same time Severus looked up from his book. Frowning, he rose to his feet to get a better view of the witch diving towards the earth.
'Katherine, pull up. PULL UP!' Severus' mind was shouting at her repeatedly. Within a few feet of the ground, Katherine pulled her broom up so that she was level with the snowy field. She was now a hairsbreadth from the golden orb, but she realized it was lower than her hand could reach.
Lowering herself flush with the broom, she allowed herself to barrel roll so that she was now flying upside down. Her hands were becoming numb from the cold, but pushing the feeling to the back of her mind, she pressed forward. Allowing her right hand to drop into position just behind the snitch, her left gripped with all its' might to not let go of the broom.
Severus remained standing; he remembered these types of moves from her long ago, but also remembered that that was well over fifteen years ago. His mind flashed back to a younger Katherine, who would hurl towards the earth at blazing speeds.
As he watched her from the stands, Katherine stretch her arm forward and closed her fingers around the snitch. But at the same moment, her left hand lost its' grip and she plummeted four feet to the ground. Landing hard on her back, she slid about six feet before coming to a rest on the hard icy snow.
Severus' heart nearly stopped as he stood frozen in his spot, waiting and hoping for her to move. When he realized she wasn't stirring, he quickly made way his down the tower stairs and ran across the pitch towards her stilled body.
Upon reaching her, he found her eyes closed and her right hand still clutched tight around the snitch.
"Katherine?" Severus knelt down beside her form. "Katherine?" He began to gently slide a hand around her neck to look for a pulse, but stopped after noticing her body beginning to tremble.
His nervousness began to grow from her movement, until a small burst of laughter escaped her. Severus huffed angrily as he rose from his kneeling position. Her eyes opened a crack to see him standing over her with a livid look on his face.
"That is not funny Katherine and you know it." Severus furiously stated to the witch lying in the snow. "It wasn't funny back then either."
"It was funny then, and it's still funny now," Katherine laughed at his serious expression.
"You could have been seriously hurt," Severus grumbled as he stared at her, with the same look he gave the students who failed to make the simplest of potions.
"It wouldn't be the first time," she stated as propped herself up on her elbows. "You mind?" Katherine extended her hand towards him, giving a "help me up" look.
"I guess. Don't want you catch a cold." Severus shrugged as his hand grasped hers and pulled her up, a little too fast, from the frozen ground. Katherine, who wasn't expecting the great force of the pull, slammed into Severus' chest and almost fell back onto the ground.
In a split second, she closed her eyes, preparing herself for the crash that surprisingly never came. Katherine felt strong arms wrapped around her person, preventing her dropping back to the terrain. Slowly she opened her eyes, she found Severus' face a mere inches from her own.
His warm breathe on her raw face made her shiver. His black eyes bore into her blue ones. Katherine unconsciously bit her lower lip. They were so close; so very, very close.
Severus continued to hold her body tight against his. Little by little, he lowered his face closer, allowing his lips to hover over hers.
In the distance, the sounds of students, who were finally making their way out onto the grounds, echoed across the pitch. Immediately, Katherine backed out of Severus' grip.
"I…um…I've got to go and…um…change," Katherine stumbled over her words. "Bit cold." Katherine silently summoned her broom. "I'll see you at dinner." She gave Severus one last look then hurried off in the opposite direction, towards the castle.
Severus watched her walk out of sight and sighed heavily. He hadn't been that close to her in a long time. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply; trying to rid his thoughts of how close he just was to Katherine's body. Slowly he began to close his mind; forcing those blue eyes back into their confinement in the dark recesses of his thoughts, and pushing the green forward.
Lily. She was the reason why he was still there at Hogwarts, after all these years. He would not fail to protect Lily's son like he did for both Lily and Katherine.
Katherine. She was there pushing to the front again, as blue eyes fused with the green. If it wasn't bad enough, her scent, of cherry blossoms, herbs and sandalwood, came through as well. Severus could still feel the smooth skin beneath his fingertips; her pale, delicate curves beckoning to be stroked.
"DAMMIT!" Severus groaned, opening his eyes. A group of students near him stopped abruptly at his outburst. They stared wide-eyed until his glare found theirs, immediately sending them running back towards the castle, trying to avoid detention.
Severus exhaled slowly. It was scaring him that ever since Katherine's return, his thoughts of Lily began to fade little by little. He loved Lily. He has always loved her. But Katherine was here and very much alive; and he was finding it harder and harder to stay away.
And it was worse at night. Intimate dreams of Lily that he always had, had been waking him up abruptly. He could see and feel Lily lying next to, on top of, or underneath him. She would always be smiling, and she would close her eyes in bliss. So gently he would caress her face, and she would lean into his hand. Then her eyes would open slowly, revealing not green, but blue orbs beneath the lids. He would wake in a cold sweat, shaking slightly, but would somehow still find himself aroused and in need of a cold shower.
The sounds of students laughing brought him back to reality. Severus exhaled slowly once again. He knew he had a job to do; he knew he had to keep Katherine safe for Albus' sake. Plus he didn't want to lose the only friend he had. To him, it didn't matter that Katherine was a Death Eater, for he knew that somewhere deep down in her soul there had to be a good woman who was trying break free of the darkness.
And he would do everything he could to set that woman free.
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