Hi Hi I'm really really really sorry that I haven't updated for ages. School is evil -- So here's the next chapter and I hope you like it. I'll try to update again soon.
Chapter 2 - Bothering Snape and Damaged Gold
Kathlin couldn't debate on if she liked Wednesday or Friday better. Wednesday had double potions and Friday she had Defense Against the Dar Arts, Herbology and then free afternoon.
"Hm," she hummed over Wednesday mornings breakfast, her hand against her cheek with a wet spoon still gripped in her hand. "Bothering Snape or two of my favorite classes."
The bell rang and she stood up and said to Azkim seriously, "We shall discuss this later my good friend. The world depends on it."
Azkim snorted in his milk as he let out a cat snicker and started to clean his face.
"See you in the dungeons, Az," laughed Kathlin and she rushed out of the Great Hall and followed the stream of people going downstairs.
When Kathlin entered Snape's classroom, he saw her instantly and groaned, "Oh no, not double time with you."
"Hi, hi," said Kathlin excitedly. She grinned evilly and said, "Double time with you today!"
"I noticed. Now take your seat before I put you in detention."
"Cheery like always!" Kathlin sat down in her seat and got out her textbook.
"Today we shall start the process of making a fire resistant potion," began Professor Snape as he started to pace slowly in front of his students. "It takes a month to complete and once finished, you shall each drink a sample of your potion and walk through a trial of fire."
"Ooo, fire!" exclaimed Kathlin excitedly.
Snape stopped in his tracks and turned his body to face her.
"Miss Rit, if you do not silence that tongue of yours I will personally cut it out for you," he threatened.
"You'll have to ask Azkim before you do that. He owns me," said Kathlin, closing her eyes and smiling. Azkim gave out a loud meow and jumped onto Kathlin's table.
"Twenty points from Ravenclaw," hissed Professor Snape from between his teeth. He turned to the chalkboard and started to list off the ingredients they would need, while the Ravenclaw students all glared at Kathlin for losing points for their house only three days into the year already. The red head ignored them and continued to scribble down notes.
As soon as Snape was finished instructing them on how to make the potion, the students started to work by themselves on their potion.
"Ok, Az, pass the fire ashes over please," asked Kathlin while her eyes looked over her notes. Azkim picked the vial up with his mouth and placed it carefully beside Kathlin's hand. She patted his head and started to measure two tablespoons of it out and dumped it into her cauldron.
They continued to work for the rest of the class, Kathlin too interested in her work to be her usual energetic self. When the bell in the tower finally rang, all the students jumped up in surprise.
Everyone packed their things away quickly and rushed out the dungeon door to get to lunch while Kathlin and Azkim took their time in placing all the ingredients back in their proper places and rearranging the bottles some of the careless students had put in.
"Talk to you later, Snape," said Kathlin cheerfully as she opened the dungeon door to leave.
"You are to address me as Professor Snape, Miss. Rit," he said between clenched teeth. "Didn't your mother teach you any manners?"
"I didn't have no mother, we was to poor," replied Kathlin mockingly.
Snape raised one of his eyebrows at her and she said with a laugh, "Haven't you ever heard of Fred Astair?"
Snape glared at her and she shrugged with a cheerful smile and closed the door behind her.
"Stupid girl," growled Snape and he swept away into his study and slammed the door behind him.
After lunch, Kathlin went to her next class, Care of Magical Creatures. The phoenix was there again and they were assigned at the end of the period to write a piece of parchment about the life style of phoenixes and what their place in life today was like.
In Herbology, Azkim fell into one of the pots full of horse manure. After the class, he was even more miserable as Kathlin cleaned him off with a bucket of water and a bar of soap.
"Next time don't be so curious," said Kathlin with her smile as she rubbed him down. He growled at her and stayed still as she cleaned his gold locks of fur.
After they ate dinner, Kathlin and Azkim followed the crowd of Ravenclaws towards their dormitory and once inside, Kathlin started to write her paper on phoenixes.
Hours passed and when Kathlin finally put her parchment and quill down, she leaned back in her chair and looked around the common room. Everyone was quite doing homework or talking amongst friends.
"It's too quite in here," she said to Azkim and he looked up at her with sleepy eyes. She grinned and said, "We need a song!"
She stood up in her chair and took a deep breath in while Azkim moaned and covered his ears with his paws.
"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, dee dee dee!" she began and everyone in the common room looked up. "There they are all standing in a row, bum bum bum, big ones, small ones, some as big as your head, just give them a twist, a flick of the wrist, that's what the showman said, oh!"
She repeated it two more times with a tiny jig added, bowed, and then started to do her homework again like nothing had happened. She heard a few laughs, and many who grumbled and whispered "freak".
"At least I cheered up a few people," she whispered with a smile to Azkim. He let his paws slide off his ears and glared at Kathlin for her silliness.
Kathlin woke up to the sound of Azkim screeching loudly. She sat up quickly and saw figures moving in the dark room holding something that was struggling as hard as it could.
She saw a piece of gold and her eyes blazed with anger.
"What are you doing to my cat!" she screeched and jumped out of her bed. The four dark shapes stopped moving and looked up.
Kathlin drew her wand out and cried out, "Lumos!" Her wand lit up and she saw Trill, her posy of seventh year girls and her cat Azkim almost stuffed into a cloth bag.
"Accio cat!" she yelled as she pointed her wand at Azkim. He zoomed out of the girls' grip and flew into Kathlin's awaiting arms. She hugged her cat tightly and then put him on her bed safely.
"You're…you're not aloud to use magic out of class," stammered Olin Trill. Her friends shrank back as Kathlin pointed her wand at them all, her green eyes blazing with hate.
Kathlin ignored them and kept her wand on the four girls as she yelled out, "Professor Flitwick! I need your help!"
After ten minutes went by, the small wizard Flitwick hurried into the room wearing a blue nightshirt and a matching blue nightcap.
"What is it Miss. Rit?" asked the teacher with a yawn. He saw Kathlin pointing her wand strait ahead and looked where it pointed too. His eyes grew wide as he saw the four other girls in the room cowering in fear from Kathlin and he asked, "What are you doing, Miss. Rit!"
"I haven't hurt them yet, professor," said Kathlin through gritted teeth. "But these four were doing something to Azkim."
Professor Flitwick looked at the golden cat on Kathlin's bed and saw that he was wheezing in pain. His right hind leg was in a horrible position.
"You four girls," he said as he turned on Olin and her girls. "What were you doing to Miss. Rit's cat?" Professor Flitwick liked Kathlin's cat very much and gave him treats whenever he could.
The girls shrank back as Flitwick asked this. He seemed to look taller when his anger grew.
"If you don't speak now, I'll bring Professor Dumbledore into this," growled Flitwick.
One of Trill's girls stood up straighter and said softly, "We were going to stuff him a bag and throw him out the window, professor."
"What?" shrieked Kathlin. She tried to lunge at the girls, but Flitwick stopped her.
"Why did you want to hurt Kathlin's cat?" asked Flitwick with a glint of anger in his voice and eyes.
"So we could pull tricks on Kathlin without her getting warned by him," said the same girl softly. All her friends were glaring at her now and she shrank back even farther.
"Well, this is unheard of! Fifty points from Ravenclaw from each of you! I expected better from you, being seventh years and all!" He looked up at Kathlin and said, "I'd bring Azkim down to Madame Pomfrey. I think he has a broken leg."
Kathlin rushed over to her cat and picked him up carefully. He was still breathing hard and Kathlin cooed to him softly as she rushed out of the room and out of the dormitory, Professor Flitwick right behind her.
Kathlin was stopped in the hallway by a shadowed figure and she heard a curt voice ask, "What are you doing out at this time of night, Miss. Rit?"
"She's with me Severus," gasped Flitwick as he caught up with Kathlin. He bent down with his hands on his knees and said while taking in gasps of air, "Her cat is hurt."
Snape grimaced at the two and said, "Then by all means, go on." He stepped out of their way and Kathlin started to run again. Flitwick groaned and trotted after her.
Usually Snape would have kept me there longer, thought Kathlin as she ran towards the hospital wing. Wonder why he changed.
When they reached the hospital wing, Kathlin stopped with a jerk when she saw Professor Dumbledore standing in front of the hospital doors wearing a flowing purple robe.
"Professor! What are you doing here?" asked Kathlin.
"I heard the gentleman Azkim was injured," replied Dumbledore. He patted Azkim's head and said, "I came to see if my friend was all right."
Madame Pomfrey came to the door and said, "Well come on deary! Bring him in."
Kathlin rushed into the room with Dumbledore behind her and Flitwick still a corridor down.
Madame Pomfrey led Kathlin to a bed and motioned for her to put Azkim on it. Kathlin stepped back and held her hands in front of her, her eyes worried.
"Hmm," said Madame Pomfrey as she looked over Azkim. She prodded his leg carefully and the cat let out a loud yowl.
"Oh hush you," she said and looked him over again.
"He has a broken and a twisted leg," stated Madame Pomfrey and she got out her wand. "This won't be hard to mend." She pointed her wand at Azkim's broken leg and said a word. It was fixed almost instantly. She pointed her wand at his twisted front leg and said another word. It was good as new too.
"Leave him here for the night to rest," said Madame Pomfrey and she patted the cat's head. He licked her hand and started to purr.
"He's going to come around her a lot from now on," said Kathlin with a smile as she stroked Azkim's gold locks.
"Indeed," said Professor Dumbledore. He patted Azkim on the head and said, "I'll see you for our evening tea like always, right Mr. Rit?"
Azkim meowed in agreement and Dumbledore smiled.
Professor Flitwick patted Azkim on the head next and said, "I'll make sure those girls don't harm you again. I'll make a charm to reflect unwanted touch for you."
Azkim purred louder and they all grinned.
"We'll walk you back to your dormitory," said Professor Dumbledore and he and Professor Flitwick towed Kathlin away.
"I didn't have no mother, we was to poor" was from one of Fred Astair's movies. My mom loves his shows so much
The fire potion thingy is mine and I would love to make it sometime… MWAHAHAHA
And death to Olin and her friends. ::hurts them::