Draco was ready to kill Snape. And if the actions of the others in the room
were any indication, Katia's friends were feeling the same thing.
"Why won't they let us see her."
"Take a deep breath Granger, yelling won't make them let us in. No matter how much we want it to." Draco said slowly.
"Stuff it Malfoy." Ron said standing up.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Not now Weasley." He really didn't want to fight with anyone know, unless it was Snape of course.
"Why you."
"Stop it Ron. He's right, it won't make a difference. Besides, we shouldn't treat him the way we do; none of us really know him. There must be something good in him, why else would Kitty love him." Hermione said softly, but with an underlining steel in her voice.
Draco looked at the girl before him. The pressure was starting to get to her; or else she had just lost it. Unless.
He lowered his head slightly. What had Katia said to her? He shook his head softly, he didn't want to think about how much Granger knew about him know.
Then again, knowing Katia, she probably hadn't said much, just enough to make Granger think. He rolled his eyes again, that girl was crazy, but he loved her anyway.
"Students."
They all looked up to see Professor Dumbledore in the doorway, regarding them slowly.
"Professor?" Harry asked, wondering how they hadn't heard him.
"Can we see Kitty?"
"Not yet Miss. Granger. Miss. Snape had to go away for a couple of hours. Her father has taken her to visit her family, in regards to a letter she received earlier today."
Draco stared at Dumbledore. Something wasn't right. But he couldn't find out, until they returned there would be no answers for his questions.
"Can you let me know when they return Professor?" he asked standing up.
"Of course Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore replied.
Draco nodded his head, then walked out of the room. He still had to figure out why he wasn't able to do anything that morning as Katia fell, and who stopped her near death.
~*~*~*~*~
Kat sighed while they traveled. Her father hadn't said much since they had decided to go to the village, and probably wouldn't.
"Kitten."
Then again, she could be wrong. "Yes Papa."
"Please, tell me what's going on. Something wasn't right earlier, why couldn't we help you?" He asked, loud enough for her to hear over the slight breeze as they flew. He heard her sigh, but remained quiet.
"I don't know how, but there was a spell around you. I saw the outline when I looked up."
"Did you stop yourself?"
"No, I didn't have my wand." she began
"Like that could stop you." He replied with a slight smile, that she returned as she remembered the havoc she had created as a child, without her wand.
"The same spell was on me." She replied as she thought over the events of that afternoon. Thinking back she wasn't so sure she had felt a spell around her. She just couldn't access her powers, which, given the latest revelation made sense.
"Then how did you stop?" he asked pulling her from her thoughts.
"Papa, he's alive." She said softly, but he still heard.
"Who's alive Kitten?" he began, as he looked over at her. She wasn't looking at him, or even where they were flying. She was staring off at the horizon and her right hand was rubbing her left wrist. What little color he had drained from his face as he realized what she was talking about.
"That's impossible Kitten." He began.
"It was his magic Papa. You know I can sense magical signatures."
"How can that be. He's dead."
"I know, we all saw him die that night. But it's his magic."
"Couldn't it be his wand, someone else is using his wand." He asked trying to find an answer other than the one she had. They had seen him die that night all those years ago. They had been working on drawing her visions, so he was connected to her, seeing what she saw. Nadine had confirmed that she saw it too.
There had to be another reason, that was the only explanation; there just had to be.
"No Papa, the wand doesn't give the signature, it's the person. You know the magic is a part of them, their wand only serves as an outlet, a way of focusing it. It was his magic, I know it was. And that letter only confirmed it."
"What letter, the one you mentioned when we woke you up?"
"It was from him. He said he was alive and was coming for me."
"Oh Kitten. I'm sorry." He said softly.
"I know Papa. After we see the family, and hear if Nadine knows anything, then I'll decide what to do. Maybe it's a good thing that I know so much about magic already, I don't need to learn much more. If it comes down to it, I'll take my N.E.W.T.s as soon as possible."
"Of course. What about Mr. Malfoy?"
"I'm not sure what I'll do about Draco yet. If it's true I'll figure out something, the hard thing will be keeping Draco from him."
"Why is it so important to keep Draco from him? It's not like you." he began then he looked over at her and saw she was trying to do anything but look at him.
"You didn't!" he said in surprise.
"Papa, it's my life." She replied slowly. She knew he would find out eventually, they had never been able to keep secrets for long, they could read each other to well. But she hadn't expected it to be like this.
"I know Kitten. I know. You did think he was dead after all." He replied before glancing up at the horizon. "We're almost there."
"Thankfully. I can't wait to be off this broomstick." She said gratefully as they descended.
"I bet Kitten. Soon we will know more."
"You know that you can't come with me Papa."
"I know, I'm going to visit with Biddie."
"Aye." She replied as they walked towards a hut on the edge of the village, already starting to slip back into her native brogue. "I'll see you later." She continued as he went to the door, and she continued to a hut across the village.
"Why won't they let us see her."
"Take a deep breath Granger, yelling won't make them let us in. No matter how much we want it to." Draco said slowly.
"Stuff it Malfoy." Ron said standing up.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Not now Weasley." He really didn't want to fight with anyone know, unless it was Snape of course.
"Why you."
"Stop it Ron. He's right, it won't make a difference. Besides, we shouldn't treat him the way we do; none of us really know him. There must be something good in him, why else would Kitty love him." Hermione said softly, but with an underlining steel in her voice.
Draco looked at the girl before him. The pressure was starting to get to her; or else she had just lost it. Unless.
He lowered his head slightly. What had Katia said to her? He shook his head softly, he didn't want to think about how much Granger knew about him know.
Then again, knowing Katia, she probably hadn't said much, just enough to make Granger think. He rolled his eyes again, that girl was crazy, but he loved her anyway.
"Students."
They all looked up to see Professor Dumbledore in the doorway, regarding them slowly.
"Professor?" Harry asked, wondering how they hadn't heard him.
"Can we see Kitty?"
"Not yet Miss. Granger. Miss. Snape had to go away for a couple of hours. Her father has taken her to visit her family, in regards to a letter she received earlier today."
Draco stared at Dumbledore. Something wasn't right. But he couldn't find out, until they returned there would be no answers for his questions.
"Can you let me know when they return Professor?" he asked standing up.
"Of course Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore replied.
Draco nodded his head, then walked out of the room. He still had to figure out why he wasn't able to do anything that morning as Katia fell, and who stopped her near death.
~*~*~*~*~
Kat sighed while they traveled. Her father hadn't said much since they had decided to go to the village, and probably wouldn't.
"Kitten."
Then again, she could be wrong. "Yes Papa."
"Please, tell me what's going on. Something wasn't right earlier, why couldn't we help you?" He asked, loud enough for her to hear over the slight breeze as they flew. He heard her sigh, but remained quiet.
"I don't know how, but there was a spell around you. I saw the outline when I looked up."
"Did you stop yourself?"
"No, I didn't have my wand." she began
"Like that could stop you." He replied with a slight smile, that she returned as she remembered the havoc she had created as a child, without her wand.
"The same spell was on me." She replied as she thought over the events of that afternoon. Thinking back she wasn't so sure she had felt a spell around her. She just couldn't access her powers, which, given the latest revelation made sense.
"Then how did you stop?" he asked pulling her from her thoughts.
"Papa, he's alive." She said softly, but he still heard.
"Who's alive Kitten?" he began, as he looked over at her. She wasn't looking at him, or even where they were flying. She was staring off at the horizon and her right hand was rubbing her left wrist. What little color he had drained from his face as he realized what she was talking about.
"That's impossible Kitten." He began.
"It was his magic Papa. You know I can sense magical signatures."
"How can that be. He's dead."
"I know, we all saw him die that night. But it's his magic."
"Couldn't it be his wand, someone else is using his wand." He asked trying to find an answer other than the one she had. They had seen him die that night all those years ago. They had been working on drawing her visions, so he was connected to her, seeing what she saw. Nadine had confirmed that she saw it too.
There had to be another reason, that was the only explanation; there just had to be.
"No Papa, the wand doesn't give the signature, it's the person. You know the magic is a part of them, their wand only serves as an outlet, a way of focusing it. It was his magic, I know it was. And that letter only confirmed it."
"What letter, the one you mentioned when we woke you up?"
"It was from him. He said he was alive and was coming for me."
"Oh Kitten. I'm sorry." He said softly.
"I know Papa. After we see the family, and hear if Nadine knows anything, then I'll decide what to do. Maybe it's a good thing that I know so much about magic already, I don't need to learn much more. If it comes down to it, I'll take my N.E.W.T.s as soon as possible."
"Of course. What about Mr. Malfoy?"
"I'm not sure what I'll do about Draco yet. If it's true I'll figure out something, the hard thing will be keeping Draco from him."
"Why is it so important to keep Draco from him? It's not like you." he began then he looked over at her and saw she was trying to do anything but look at him.
"You didn't!" he said in surprise.
"Papa, it's my life." She replied slowly. She knew he would find out eventually, they had never been able to keep secrets for long, they could read each other to well. But she hadn't expected it to be like this.
"I know Kitten. I know. You did think he was dead after all." He replied before glancing up at the horizon. "We're almost there."
"Thankfully. I can't wait to be off this broomstick." She said gratefully as they descended.
"I bet Kitten. Soon we will know more."
"You know that you can't come with me Papa."
"I know, I'm going to visit with Biddie."
"Aye." She replied as they walked towards a hut on the edge of the village, already starting to slip back into her native brogue. "I'll see you later." She continued as he went to the door, and she continued to a hut across the village.
