So there was some speculation of why Kitty suddenly needed Severus. Well, I can assure you it wasn't the potion. She felt for him from day one, but was afraid of him as well. The dream, plus his sacrifices for her, in addition to him confessing his feelings in return all led to a sudden need. I hope this cleared things up. Sorry for any inconsistencies.

Also this chapter was decidedly going to be written in Severus's point of view for various reasons.

Now, onward to the story.

Severus woke up next to an empty bed just like any other morning, at least almost like any other morning. He still had a hangover, which was normal, however; he was not accustomed to sleeping with all his cloths on and his fly unzipped. Then a soft sound from the bathroom signaled the water flowing from the shower head. Did he sleep with someone last night? If he did, it was certainly news to him. He got up and walked to the shower to clean himself. He stripped naked, as he seen no reason to cloth himself to the person he obviously had relations with, and stepped in.

Seeing a frail body with scars zig zagging across her back struck him with horror. His inner desires had taken her, regardless of her wishes. He felt ashamed almost, knowing what he must have done her, Most likely against her will. She turned and smiled at him.

"Morning love." She said cheerfully. Clearly I am still dreaming. Severus thought to himself. He decided if this was indeed a dream he would take her as he always had wanted to. He reached around her and coddled her breasts. She moaned his name. "Severus... I have a class in an hour..." reality hit just then. This was no dream. She was in his shower and calling him love while allowing him to touch her breasts.

"Did we... " Kitty looked ashen all of a sudden.

"You don't remember?" Guilt washed over Severus as he came to the realization that he had, indeed, taken her virtue. What a honor, but to have done it while he was so drunk, drowning his pain and memories that he couldn't remember? Shame on himself.

"Of course I do. I was just still in shock that you would come to care for a man like me." Severus stretched the truth. He did lie about remembering, but as usual, he would remember in time. Severus washed himself and helped Kitty wash her back. It was the least he could do.

"I feel like you are a good man that was dealt a bad hand. Things will get better."

"They already are." Severus kissed her forehead before stepping out of the shower and making it to his dresser where he got dressed. He turned to the bed to make it as usual when he noticed the bloodstain. She really was a virgin... he thought. He was sure that one of the death eaters would have raped her... she was so pretty. He quickly banished the thoughts before pulling the sheets off and folding them for the house elves. he didn't need rumors ruining Kittiara's reputation. As he went to walk out the door for breakfast he noticed another few spots on the floor. he waved his wand to clean it. Apparently I didn't even make it to the bed. Severus mused about he revelation and walked down to breakfast with a grin.

After all these years, Albus made true on his promise. He protected my love. His exact words. Lilly was never really mine, she belonged to James Potter. But my dear Kitty, You belong to me. Severus thought as he entered the Great Hall, well aware that the woman he spent the whole night with was going to accompany him any moment. He seated himself in the headmaster's chair next to Minerva, his deputy headmistress. He knew that the chair at his left was reserved for his new playmate.

He watched the doors with an eagerness that perked Minerva's interest. "Who are you waiting for Severus?" He just smiled in reply.

"Wouldn't you like to know." The frustration and curiosity in her eyes was worth it. The doors opened again, but only a few students filtered in. A disappointed look crossed Severus's face. He was hoping it would be kitty. Minerva looked at him with curiosity. The look was both annoying and entertaining. He knew that the rest of the castle shouldn't be told without her express permission, after all, they weren't dating as far as he knew, it was just a romp in the hay, well against the wall to be exact if what he found was of any indication.

There she was, walking through the double doors. She was wearing emerald robes with golden hems on the sleeves and bottom. The back of it draped down in folds revealing about half of her overly slender back, but not enough to show the scars. She must have cast a concealment charm. He thought to himself. A twinge of guilt washed over him. He was the reason she even had to bother with such nuisances. Her hair was down in a french braid that stopped just above her ass and oh what a tight ass she had. She also wore an emerald amulet on a long gold chain that dangled teasingly just above her navel. Her outfit wasn't revealing or promiscuous. In fact, it was quite the opposite. The only skin you could see was her back. It covered her ankles even and the long billowy sleeves moved down to her wrist and draped to her knees.

She was an angel. Her pale parchment skin made her seem to glow as she smiled up at him and Minerva. To anyone else, this was her normal greeting to the head table, so no one would know anything was amiss. Oh, how he longed to feel the length of her spine, the hollow area above her ass where it arched in, tracing kisses all the way down. Severus quickly erased the thought. She had rather small breasts, maybe a C cup at most. He normally didn't even have a need to want small breasted women as they usually appeared childish and immature, a major turnoff. There was something in the way she carried them though that made her look like a true woman.

He watched her have a seat at his left side as he had predicted. She smiled at him. Severus could feel a small surge go to his member, making him remember what had happened the night before. Oh, gods, she was amazing. No, is amazing. How could she love him even after the torture, how he had treated her... It was amazing she could look past all of that, especially for a man like him. He was so used to being dark, rotten to the core, that he wasn't sure how to love, really love. How lucky that love found him instead, in a face of a past victim. Without an old friend, who wouldn't be here, a friend he had murdered in cold blood.

As he watched her nibble on her food as she couldn't digest properly because of what he did to her, he began to enjoy the little quirks he had never noticed. How she chewed so carefully, how her breasts rose and fell with every strained breath she took. It was almost magical how enticing she was. She always was, but he thought he would never have a chance with her, especially with their complicated past. "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Huh?" Severus realized that his plate was empty and Kitty was inquiring as to why. How embarrassing. What should I tell her, that I have been staring at her? Watching her? It makes me seem like a stalker. Severus thought to himself.

"Oh, I was just thinking." Severus said, satisfied with his last second answer. He began to load his plate.

"What about?" Oh shit, not out of the dog house yet.

"official business. Top secret." Severus lied in a joking manner. He hoped she would leave it alone. To his happiness she did. Thank god, he wasn't about to admit he was so enthralled by her that he forgot to eat. It just sounded so creepy. She just laughed at him, she knew, he knew she knew and she was poking fun at him. Did he dare hope that this would be so much more than a one nighter?

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. please review. It does my heart well to see them. Thank you all.

To be continued.