Kitty lay in Snape's bed her fever overrunning her body. She wanted to help him as she watched him prepare potions, but knew as soon as she tried to stand she'd collapse again. She was just so hot, her body filled with raging flames that seemed to have no apparent purpose. The moon would rise soon and her transformation would occur. Tonight she was allowed to go to the Forbidden Forest and be among her kind while they passed through the area. ''Damned moon sickness….. I've never felt this bad before…'' she whined. ''Severus…can I have a hug? '' she asked. Snape could see her from where he sat and worked and the look on her face made his sternness melt. She looked both pained and in need of reassurance. Her eyes were wide and almost looked filled with tears. Had it been anyone but her, he would have told them to get a grip and shout out them for suggesting such a ridiculous idea. He sighed and put down the ingredients he was using. As he swooped over, Kitty looked at him, a longing for comfort in her eyes. Evidently she was as ill as she claimed. His bony hands slowly wrapped around her waist, caring little for her lack of clothing. Her skin felt rather cool, but there were signs of a fever. As he held her he could smell her scent. So sweet and calming. It made him want to protect her and keep her as his alone. He let go suddenly when he heard Kitty let out a small mewling moan. Did his scent really arouse her that much? She hadn't shown it before. Odd.
As the evening wore on he knew he had to allow her to leave, but he worried about her weakened state. He lead her to the edge of the Forbidden Forest before giving her a kiss goodbye. That smell was even stronger. It was delicious, clouding his mind to anything but her. As he returned to the castle he saw her change, becoming the creature that lived within her. Kitty raced across the forest, her paws kicking up dirt as she did. She looked like a large human sized panther, though her collar remained around her neck. She followed the scent of her kind and soon came across a small group. It was odd, they all looked at her and paced over, looking at her as she stood in the moonlight. But as they drew closer, she noticed something. They were all male. One pounced at her but she managed to push them away. She still felt odd, her body aching.
As Snape sat back with his potions he noticed something. Her scent was still strong, even though she had left. It clung to him and the room, sickly sweet. Again he felt his mind easily clouded and as he remained in the room, he soon felt a stirring in his groin, his body feeling warm as if she was draped around him. He put down the ingredients he was preparing as he went to fetch his book. He skimmed pages, looking my illness symptoms and obscure scents. His eyes widened and he swallowed hard as he found the cause. She was in heat. While her body would not be impregnated by humans now, her pheremones would affect both humans and werecats. The worst point was is she was now incredibly fertile to others of her kind. ''Shit!'' he exclaimed as he slammed the book down and grabbed his wand. He rushed through the school, angry with himself for not realising sooner. He had placed her in danger. ''Please be ok….'' he begged to himself, willing her to be safe. As he arrived at the forest, he heard commotion. Loud yowls and hisses permeated the night air. Following the sounds he soon came to a clearing and was shocked by what he saw.
Many male were cats lay on the floor heavily wounded and their pride evidently destroyed. However then he saw Kitty. She was pinned beneath another male, this one scratched up just as bad, but seemingly more aggressive. Kitty was growling and hissing warningly as she squirmed, evidently not scared to harm the male before her. But his eyes were clouded with desire. After all Kitty's scent was now so strong that it filled the area, causing almost instant arousal. Seeing her like this Snape gave no thought about as well being and rushed in. ''Get the hell off her!'' he shouted as he charged in. Kitty looked over at him, instantly recognising who it was. Exhaustion was evident in her face as he got closer, and he couldn't take seeing her like this. ''Crucio!'' The shout rang though the forest, followed by a screaming yowl. The male convulsed as he fell off of Kitty. She lay there for a while, before scampering over to Snape. How a wild beast like her managed to still know who he was he didn't know, not did he question it.
''Never touch her again. She is MINE!''' he growled before hitting the male with another cruciatus curse. His gaze fell to the other males, but they had run away. Good….They didn't even deserve to have had her cause them pain. They weren't worthy of her. As Snape turned to face her, he saw she had passed out. He knelt down next to her and bundled her form into his arms. ''I'm sorry….So sorry….How could I have let this happen….'' he said, tears falling onto her fur as he kissed her forehead. He carried her to his room, not even considering the infirmary. This was his fault. He would fix it. Quickly he spread her out on the bed, checking her vitals. She most find, just particularly exhausted. He was glad no harm had come to her. He didn't think he'd cope if his actions ever caused her hurt. As he carefully administered a deep sleep potion he sat on the bed next to her. His hand stroked down her side, a caring and worried look on his face. ''Please…please be ok….'' he said, almost chanting it as he ran his hand over her soft fur, pausing only to feel her heart beat. Comforted by the gentle rise and fall of her chest he too soon drifted to sleep, plagued by nightmares most the night.