DISCLAIMER: Oh how I wish these characters were mine. I would be rich. Yay!
Ahem. Not that that matters to me, or anything of the sort. Don't do it for
the money folks. But do review, because that would make me happy.
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"What. . .did. . .you. . .do?" Angelina asked icily, the moment she entered the girl's dormitories later that evening.
"Pardon?" Katie asked lightly, looking up from her homework.
"Katie, could you do me a favor and drop the act long enough to tell me what's going on?! All of us saw you earlier today. You were walking around as though Oliver Wood had come back for a visit and asked you to marry him!"
"I did no such thing!" Katie exclaimed. She knew that it was a lie, but honestly didn't feel the need to divulge to Angelina the true reason behind her absentmindedness.
Angelina scowled at her in a manner most unpleasant. "I don't get you anymore, Bell. You used to be able to tell me anything! Now, ever since you lost that bet you do nothing but keep things from 'Licia and me, and it drives me mad!" Angelina cried.
Katie looked around the room at Alicia and the other girls in the dormitory. Katie silently pleaded that they would stay, but at that very moment, Alicia motioned for all of the other girls to leave, making it sound as though there were something that simply could not be missed in the common room below. In a matter of moments, all of them were gone, and she was left alone with Angelina, who looked more infuriated with her than ever.
"Right, where were we?" Katie asked, tossing an innocent smile up at Angelina.
"You were about to tell me why it is that you've forsaken all of your friends to go play whore to a silver-tongued Slytherin liar," she spat, glaring back down at her.
Katie felt her jaw drop. Never had she heard Angelina use such harsh words toward anyone, let alone Katie herself. Angelina had always been the most mild of people, even to those that got on her bad side. "Angie," she stammered at last, "You can't mean that, can you? I mean, you don't really think that I would. . ."
Angelina's expression faltered at her mildly hurt words, but she quickly regained her irate air the moment the next words left her lips. "I can't honestly say that I don't, Katie. You only snogged him in front of the entire world this morning."
Katie gaped at her with wide eyes. She had hoped that no one that she knew had seen that. "All right, that may be true, but I couldn't. . ."
"Let me guess, you couldn't help it, right?," she retorted coldly, "Just like you couldn't help nuzzling him the very first night? Just like you couldn't help him groping you in the middle of a deserted hallway?"
"How did you. . ."
"I was there, Katie! I saw the way you looked at him, and I saw the way that you touched him! It doesn't take a genius to figure out what he wants you for! Do you honestly think that he's going stick around once he gets what he wants out of you?"
"He's not like that," Katie said weakly.
"Merlin, you do! Don't you? You honestly expect that he'll stand by your side once he's used you like some kind of bloody Price Charming, don't you?" she said disgustedly.
"I. . ." Katie began again.
But, once more, Angelina wouldn't let her get a word in. "Katie, he doesn't love you! He doesn't even like you! For once in your life, look past the obvious and see him for what he truly is! He is a foul-mouthed, smooth talking, greasy-haired. . ."
"SHUT UP!" Katie screamed at last, rising to her feet. At this point, she knew not what she was saying, but only that she wouldn't be insulted anymore by the one that was supposed to be her best friend. "You know nothing about him, because if you did, you would notice that he hasn't done a single foul thing to me since I lost this bet to him! But, you've been so worked over the fact that, for once, I'm not depending, hell, I'm not even asking, you to get me out of a tight spot!"
This time, it was Angelina's turn to stare. She stumbled for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Fine, Bell. Do what you want. But please, don't come crawling back to me when you've had your heart broken by that snake," she said at last, her voice even and frighteningly calm.
Katie crossed the room, leering at Angelina as she passed. As she reached the door, she turned to face her once more. "Thank you so much for your approval, Angelina," she replied, bowing grandiosely, "You know I live to do your bidding, after all." With that, she turned around and walked out the door and down the stairs.
As soon as she reached the common room, she saw Alicia glance at her uneasily as she walked expeditiously toward the portrait hole.
"Where are you headed?" she asked.
"Something came up," Katie replied promptly, and walked out without another word.
- - -
She knew that she had a few good hours before students were required to be in the dorms, but was still slightly wary about being caught descending into the Slytherin common room. She made herself comfortable among the throngs of students making their way about the castle. Checking her watch, she realized that most of them were on their way to dinner. As she reached the blank stone wall she knew to be the entrance to the Slytherin living quarters, she felt a strange jolt in her stomach. What if he wasn't there? What if he had gone to dinner like the rest? She didn't even know the password!
"Ehm. Pure-blood," she said under her breath, repeating the first thing that crossed her mind.
Much to her surprise, the stone slab moved with a groan and revealed to Katie the Slytherin common room. She shuddered slightly as she entered the deserted room. It felt so cold compared to Gryffindor Tower, so lifeless. Her footsteps echoed as she walked the length of the room. When she reached the end, she saw a pair of staircases, which she supposed led to the dormitories. But, unlike Gryffindor tower, they were completely unmarked. She bit her lip and looked from one to the other and, praying for her second stroke of luck that evening, she crept up the set of stairs on her right.
She passed several sets of doors until she came upon one reading "Fifth Years," in elaborately carved letters. She turned the intricate brass knob and pushed the door open, peering inside. Lo and behold, she heard the scratching of a quill on parchment, and her eyes were met with the sight of a certain august Slytherin boy. At first, she could do nothing but watch him, until she finally found her words.
"Still hiding?" she asked softly, beginning to walk toward where he sat on his bed.
He stopped writing at once, and turned around to face her. His grey eyes held looks of the utmost suspicion as he began to stand up. "How did you. . ."
But before he could finish, her lips were pressed against his in a kiss that summed up the desperation that she felt for him in the span of seconds.
She broke apart from him with bated breath. It was just as before, her knees her weakened as soon as she touched him.
"You're not planning on going anywhere this time, are you?" he asked, drawing her closer to him.
"Not this time," she said softly.
"Good," he replied deviously.
Not a moment later, he began to kiss her again, all traces of restraint gone. He slipped her robes off of her, and they fell to the floor with a light swoosh. He moved his kiss along her jaw line and down to her neck where he began to suck at it hungrily. Katie ran her fingers along the buttons of his perfectly white Oxford shirt. Quickly, she unbuttoned it and threw it unceremoniously aside. He looked up at her, seemingly surprised that she'd undressed him without him knowing, and set to work undoing her own top.
Once he'd managed to rid her of the restricting blouse, he picked up her small frame and set it almost delicately on his bed. He looked her over, deliberating over what to take off of her next, but she didn't give him enough time to ponder as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and kissed him with all of the contempt, confusion, and lust that she'd felt toward him since she first set herself in his services. Her tongue explored every inch of his heavenly mouth, as she willed her fingers to work at his belt.
Seconds later, he pulled away from her yet again, his gaze unsure.
"Why did you come here?" he asked heavily, his breath coming in gasps.
She seductively stroked a stray piece of hair out of his eyes. "I had unfinished business to attend to," she purred.
He grinned and kissed her again, and she smiled against his lips, blessedly prepared for what the night would bring.
- - -
"What. . .did. . .you. . .do?" Angelina asked icily, the moment she entered the girl's dormitories later that evening.
"Pardon?" Katie asked lightly, looking up from her homework.
"Katie, could you do me a favor and drop the act long enough to tell me what's going on?! All of us saw you earlier today. You were walking around as though Oliver Wood had come back for a visit and asked you to marry him!"
"I did no such thing!" Katie exclaimed. She knew that it was a lie, but honestly didn't feel the need to divulge to Angelina the true reason behind her absentmindedness.
Angelina scowled at her in a manner most unpleasant. "I don't get you anymore, Bell. You used to be able to tell me anything! Now, ever since you lost that bet you do nothing but keep things from 'Licia and me, and it drives me mad!" Angelina cried.
Katie looked around the room at Alicia and the other girls in the dormitory. Katie silently pleaded that they would stay, but at that very moment, Alicia motioned for all of the other girls to leave, making it sound as though there were something that simply could not be missed in the common room below. In a matter of moments, all of them were gone, and she was left alone with Angelina, who looked more infuriated with her than ever.
"Right, where were we?" Katie asked, tossing an innocent smile up at Angelina.
"You were about to tell me why it is that you've forsaken all of your friends to go play whore to a silver-tongued Slytherin liar," she spat, glaring back down at her.
Katie felt her jaw drop. Never had she heard Angelina use such harsh words toward anyone, let alone Katie herself. Angelina had always been the most mild of people, even to those that got on her bad side. "Angie," she stammered at last, "You can't mean that, can you? I mean, you don't really think that I would. . ."
Angelina's expression faltered at her mildly hurt words, but she quickly regained her irate air the moment the next words left her lips. "I can't honestly say that I don't, Katie. You only snogged him in front of the entire world this morning."
Katie gaped at her with wide eyes. She had hoped that no one that she knew had seen that. "All right, that may be true, but I couldn't. . ."
"Let me guess, you couldn't help it, right?," she retorted coldly, "Just like you couldn't help nuzzling him the very first night? Just like you couldn't help him groping you in the middle of a deserted hallway?"
"How did you. . ."
"I was there, Katie! I saw the way you looked at him, and I saw the way that you touched him! It doesn't take a genius to figure out what he wants you for! Do you honestly think that he's going stick around once he gets what he wants out of you?"
"He's not like that," Katie said weakly.
"Merlin, you do! Don't you? You honestly expect that he'll stand by your side once he's used you like some kind of bloody Price Charming, don't you?" she said disgustedly.
"I. . ." Katie began again.
But, once more, Angelina wouldn't let her get a word in. "Katie, he doesn't love you! He doesn't even like you! For once in your life, look past the obvious and see him for what he truly is! He is a foul-mouthed, smooth talking, greasy-haired. . ."
"SHUT UP!" Katie screamed at last, rising to her feet. At this point, she knew not what she was saying, but only that she wouldn't be insulted anymore by the one that was supposed to be her best friend. "You know nothing about him, because if you did, you would notice that he hasn't done a single foul thing to me since I lost this bet to him! But, you've been so worked over the fact that, for once, I'm not depending, hell, I'm not even asking, you to get me out of a tight spot!"
This time, it was Angelina's turn to stare. She stumbled for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Fine, Bell. Do what you want. But please, don't come crawling back to me when you've had your heart broken by that snake," she said at last, her voice even and frighteningly calm.
Katie crossed the room, leering at Angelina as she passed. As she reached the door, she turned to face her once more. "Thank you so much for your approval, Angelina," she replied, bowing grandiosely, "You know I live to do your bidding, after all." With that, she turned around and walked out the door and down the stairs.
As soon as she reached the common room, she saw Alicia glance at her uneasily as she walked expeditiously toward the portrait hole.
"Where are you headed?" she asked.
"Something came up," Katie replied promptly, and walked out without another word.
- - -
She knew that she had a few good hours before students were required to be in the dorms, but was still slightly wary about being caught descending into the Slytherin common room. She made herself comfortable among the throngs of students making their way about the castle. Checking her watch, she realized that most of them were on their way to dinner. As she reached the blank stone wall she knew to be the entrance to the Slytherin living quarters, she felt a strange jolt in her stomach. What if he wasn't there? What if he had gone to dinner like the rest? She didn't even know the password!
"Ehm. Pure-blood," she said under her breath, repeating the first thing that crossed her mind.
Much to her surprise, the stone slab moved with a groan and revealed to Katie the Slytherin common room. She shuddered slightly as she entered the deserted room. It felt so cold compared to Gryffindor Tower, so lifeless. Her footsteps echoed as she walked the length of the room. When she reached the end, she saw a pair of staircases, which she supposed led to the dormitories. But, unlike Gryffindor tower, they were completely unmarked. She bit her lip and looked from one to the other and, praying for her second stroke of luck that evening, she crept up the set of stairs on her right.
She passed several sets of doors until she came upon one reading "Fifth Years," in elaborately carved letters. She turned the intricate brass knob and pushed the door open, peering inside. Lo and behold, she heard the scratching of a quill on parchment, and her eyes were met with the sight of a certain august Slytherin boy. At first, she could do nothing but watch him, until she finally found her words.
"Still hiding?" she asked softly, beginning to walk toward where he sat on his bed.
He stopped writing at once, and turned around to face her. His grey eyes held looks of the utmost suspicion as he began to stand up. "How did you. . ."
But before he could finish, her lips were pressed against his in a kiss that summed up the desperation that she felt for him in the span of seconds.
She broke apart from him with bated breath. It was just as before, her knees her weakened as soon as she touched him.
"You're not planning on going anywhere this time, are you?" he asked, drawing her closer to him.
"Not this time," she said softly.
"Good," he replied deviously.
Not a moment later, he began to kiss her again, all traces of restraint gone. He slipped her robes off of her, and they fell to the floor with a light swoosh. He moved his kiss along her jaw line and down to her neck where he began to suck at it hungrily. Katie ran her fingers along the buttons of his perfectly white Oxford shirt. Quickly, she unbuttoned it and threw it unceremoniously aside. He looked up at her, seemingly surprised that she'd undressed him without him knowing, and set to work undoing her own top.
Once he'd managed to rid her of the restricting blouse, he picked up her small frame and set it almost delicately on his bed. He looked her over, deliberating over what to take off of her next, but she didn't give him enough time to ponder as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and kissed him with all of the contempt, confusion, and lust that she'd felt toward him since she first set herself in his services. Her tongue explored every inch of his heavenly mouth, as she willed her fingers to work at his belt.
Seconds later, he pulled away from her yet again, his gaze unsure.
"Why did you come here?" he asked heavily, his breath coming in gasps.
She seductively stroked a stray piece of hair out of his eyes. "I had unfinished business to attend to," she purred.
He grinned and kissed her again, and she smiled against his lips, blessedly prepared for what the night would bring.