Katharina's POV
**If you eat Oat Bran, that's like what a horse eats. So if you are what you eat, are you oats, or a horse? I'd rather be a horse, and run wild and free, than be oats sitting in a bowl.**
I wasn't sure when I would be able to try to get on with the bet. I wanted to start as soon as possible, but that's how I usually am about things. I just get up and get going.
Waiting for him was killing me. I didn't have Potions class with him today, so I had to devise some other means of meeting him. Of course, it's not as easy as I make it seem. You can't just run into Snape anywhere at any time. He's usually holed up in his dungeons....
So, try as hard as I might, I couldn't possibly think of any way at all of encountering Professor Snape outside of his office. I couldn't very well approach him at mealtimes and expect him to kiss me.
By the time I went down to the Great Hall that evening to talk with my friends, I was thoroughly frustrated. I just hoped no one else had been working faster than I had. How embarrassing to lose the bet you set yourself. Argh.
The others were already there when I arrived. Before I sat down next to them though I asked, "Have any of you done it yet?"
Everyone looked up at me, then around at each other, and then slowly shook their heads.
"It's too early," Shelly pointed out. "Give us time to work."
"Yeah, you're cramping our style," Isabel joked.
"We know how badly you want to win, Kat," Marguerite teased. Trust Margie to get it right on the head. I had to laugh though.
"Yeah, yeah, well, I could use the money," I said, brushing it off.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Then we got down to some serious gossiping. Well, the others did. Every now and then I tried to think of ways to "accidentally" run into Professor Snape. That or I was concocting some false pretense in order to visit him in his quarters this late at night.
After an hour I looked at my watch. It was almost nine. "I should get going," I said, standing up. "I have some homework that desperately needs my attention, unless you know a house elf that does homework?"
"I already tried," Isabel laughed.
The others got up when I did, and at the entarance to the Great Hall we split up and went four different ways. I was on my way up to Gryffindor Tower when I spotted him. Professor Snape was gliding toward me, his black robes billowing out behind him. To my amazement, he slowed down as I approached.
"Katharina," he breathed. That made me stop in my tracks. His voice had a different tone than it usually did, and all in all, there was a different....aura...about him.
"Professor," I acknowledged.
"I believe...there's a matter of business we need to discuss," he said smoothly.
I was shocked out of my gourd. "P-p-pardon me?" I asked stupidly.
He advanced on me, and in one swift movement had enveloped me in his arms. His lips pressed against mine, and my breath was taken away.
Now, I've kissed a fair amount of guys in my time, but this was different. This kiss made my feet root to the ground, and my head feel light and empty. Somewhere far off I heard the clock strike nine.
The kiss lasted only five seconds, if that. When we broke apart, I was in shock, and he had a smirk on his face.
"Good evening, Katharina," he said quietly, and walked away.
I turned as if to make for my dorm, but suddenly thinking of a million things to say I turned to him...or where he should have been. He had disappeared as swiftly has he had delivered that kiss. I was shocked, appalled, and jubilant that I had won.
And oh yeah, I was in love.
