I don't own Harry Potter or any of these characters besides my OC. Inspiration is going to be taken from The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare. If you haven't read that, you should, because it is fantastic. I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!
Not many people could blame Katherine for her fit of temper in the middle of sixth year. In fact, the reaction to the insults would be talked about for years to come. Katherine didn't have a big temper, in fact she handled most of the bullying dished out to her with a calm and cool glare.
Most of the bullies focused on her hair, the fact that she only focused on her classes, that she was a loner, and they even dug deep enough to insult her father's inventions. But she took all of these insults in stride. But on the first of October, Katherine finally snapped.
The day started normally. Lily Evans woke up early in order to get to the shower first, after all sharing a bathroom with four other girls, you have to get in early. Katherine was still sound asleep. Katherine continued to be asleep even through Lily's rustling around looking for her robes. Katherine finally woke up when Lily resorted to shaking her awake.
"Get UP! Come on Katherine! If you want to get a good seat in Professor Flower's class, YOU have to GET UP!"
"What time is it?" muttered Katherine, attempting to roll over and escape her friend's early morning wake up call.
"Classes start in TEN minutes! I WILL leave you behind if I have to."
And with that Katherine's eyes snapped open. With a quick fling of the covers and her wand in her hand, Katherine started muttering spells to get her books together, de-wrinkle her outfit and put her hair in to a manageable bun. Within five minutes, Katherine and Lily were walking down the stair case toward their class.
"You know, you have to teach me how to do that," Lily said, shaking her head at the impressiveness of her speed.
With a small smile for her friend, she said, "It's all in the wrist."
Both girls started walking quickly to the Defense against the Dark Arts classroom discussing the newest muggle film they had seen during the summer.
"I still can't believe Obi Wan died!"
"I stand firm in my thoughts that Leia and Luke should be together."
Their conversation continued similarly until Katherine made the mistake of bumping into one of the most sadistic Slytherins at Hogwarts, someone that even she loathed so much that she could only call him by his ancestral name: Mulciber.
"Watch where you are going. You filthy little half-blood," Mulciber seethed.
"I am-"started Katherine.
Mulciber cut in before she could even mutter an apology, "Although, what could I expect from someone who has mud in their blood. After all, you have now ruined my robes, which are probably worth more than your entire dirty little hovel you call home."
"It's not her fault!" exclaimed Lily hotly. She often came to Katherine's defense against the Slytherins.
"I'll replace them, if you'd like," offered Katherine, trying to find a peaceful solution, and shooting a glance at her friend to let her know that she could handle it.
"I don't need a disgusting little half-blood to buy me new robes! Especially when it's probably her bloody mudblood mother giving her the money," Now Mulciber's anger became a sadistic sneer, "Oh wait, that's right your mother is dead. You killed her. I suppose we should give you an award for disposing of trash. One less mudblood to pollute the Wizarding World. When you came into this world, you removed a filthy mudblood whore from ours. If only you could've gotten rid of your bloodtraitor father in the same moment-"
It was in that moment, Katherine realized what the words Mulciber was spitting at her actually meant. A wave of rage hit her hard, clouding all her senses. She couldn't see the surprise and anger etched on Lily's face at his words. She didn't register the Marauders come around the corner and stare in shock as the kind mousy girl laid away to an angel of Vengance. She didn't realized her wand was already in her hand and curses were spouting from the end of it. She didn't see Professor McGonagall and Professor Flower disarming her. Or the shock on her fellow housemates' faces. By the time Katherine's mind finally came back to her, she was seated in the Headmaster's office.
