Second chapter. I had this one pre-written though so that's why it's being added so quickly. Hope you enjoy it, there's a bit of skin so you should! Review when you're done, I beg of you.
Catherine swiftly walked down the steps of the grand staircase, cloak billowing behind her slightly. Draco was jumping steps to keep up with his friend, who had returned to her normal mood. Her messenger bag was slung over her shoulders, not noticing the weight of the books and such in the bag. They were making their way to the Great Hall for dinner, they had been up in the tower for some time discussing when the girl would move in with her best friend. Without making a second thought she slammed the doors open and froze a bit as the entire school spun to face her, Draco meekly standing behind her.
"What?" She shouted to them all and they turned their eyes back to their plates quickly as she strode over to the Slytherin table and took a seat beside Pansy, and made room for Draco. She pulled a basket of muffins over to herself and pulled one out, taking a bit out of it and turning to face Draco, make up slightly smeared along her pale skin. He reached a delicate finger up and rubbed it away, resulting in her scowling towards him.
"It was all over your face." He said between giggles and shook his head, turning to his own plate and began to pull random articles of food onto his plate for his meal. She rolled her eyes towards him and crammed the rest of the muffin into her lips and chewed it before swallowing. She tucked a black strand of hair behind her ear and felt the same menacing shadow over her shoulder. Her eyes immediately flew to the head table and noticed the spot at the end was unoccupied.
"What do you want?" She asked curtly and a bit of attention had gathered from the Slytherin table. A light chuckle was heard, yet she didn't dare turn around to look into the obsidian eyes she hated so much. She felt finger tips press lightly into her lower back and she growled lowly, still staring ahead of herself.
"I believe me and you need to talk, you ran off so quickly." He spoke in a soft slick voice, the breath tickling her earlobe gently and she spun around to face him with glinting brown orbs. His fingers slowly came up to her upper arm and he wrapped his fingers around the fabric.
"No." She retorted stubbornly, and a bit loud. A few more faces had been turned in their direction, from other tables now and a few of the teachers were also watching this scene unfold.
Severus laughed lightly and stood up to his full height, dragging her arm with him so she was now standing against her will. Without a moments hesitation he ripped her from the bench and drug her down the path to the door. She was screaming and kicking her legs, trying to get from his grip yet his fingers remained along her arm and he just slowly walked down, watching her make a fool of herself. Her fingers then scrambled to her cloak for her wand and those fingers were snatched into his other hand. Eventually he was able to drag the girl from the Great Hall, and slam the large double doors shut. A few moments of silence occurred, and then laughter erupted.
Meanwhile Catherine was being drug down the stairs now, not screaming as much but reluctantly following him down the pathway. Soon she recognized the door to the Potion's classroom and the door flew open. After she was tossed inside the door once more was shut. A few minutes passed and Catherine was in the process of fixing her wild hair, brown eyes never leaving Severus.
"Such a fighter." He finally said, a sigh escaping his lips as he leaned against on of the tables. His fingers lightly grasping the edge of the wooden table, leaning back slightly as he watched her ever so carefully. A sneer was let out in his direction, yet she made no movement closer to him.
"What did you want? I figured you had ruined my day enough earlier." She spoke to him, lips slightly drawn back to reveal her teeth as she continued to glare at him.
A soft laugh escaped his lips and he pushed himself off of the table to walk to his organized desk of random materials. His slowly pulled his heavy outer robes from his body and placed them over the back of the chair, before placing his hands along his desk. Now what was seen on his body was a pair of black slacks, fitting down his legs nicely and a black buttoned up shirt. He slowly rolled up the sleeves to have his pale arms revealed, and a similar faded black mark along his arm.
"I was hoping that you would stay to watch over Potter for his detention, I have a few papers to grade and he is always a nuisance." he told her and simply shrugged his shoulders a bit, reaching his pale fingers up to pull his black locks behind his shoulders and captivated them within a leather band. Two strands fell loose from the band to fall into his features, yet he did not seem to notice as his eyes bore into her own.
"You could have simply asked rather then cause a scene and drag me out of dinner." She spoke harshly to him and slowly lifted her hands up to place along her nicely shaped hips, hidden by the cloak. He shook his head a bit, smirking and took a few steps towards her. She took the same amount of steps backwards until her lower back hit against one of the wooden tables.
"But this way it was so much for fun." He said and his lips pulled back in what seemed to be a smile, although his eyes told he was staring her down like prey. Her own eyes narrowed at him and her hands came back to rest along the table, as if trying to find an escape.
Before she realized what was happening, he took those last steps towards her form and leaned his head down. She felt something against her lips, wait, it was his own lips! Her eyes were wide with shock as she felt the smooth lines of his mouth along hers. Soon after that sensation a hand was felt along her back, pushing her body against his and the other hand coming up to intertwine into her hair. She blinked a few times and finally let her eyelids shut over her brown eyes, simply standing there as he tilted his head to the side to gain a bit more access. She didn't no where to place her arms so simply let them hang at her sides as he walked her back against the table once more. He pushed gently and she fell a bit back onto it, but ended up sitting on the wooden surface, his lips still connected to hers. After a few moments she pulled away and ran her hand along her lips, staring directly at him, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"what are you doing?" She asked, her voice a bit soft and husky, before she once more felt his lips along her own.
He lifted a knee up and placed it along side her thigh, before climbing up and placing his knee along her opposite thigh, pushing her back until she felt herself fall backwards. He placed his hands along her hips and scooted her back as he remained over her, lips traveling from her lips and down her cheek. His fingers were tugging her shirt up a bit so her pale skin was revealed. The minute it was his hands went roaming along her stomach and fingertips pressing lightly as his lips fell down to her neck, sucking lightly. She tilted her head to the side, her eyelids fluttering shut and a shiver running down her spine as his fingers continued to work along her stomach.
Her breath was increasing slightly and with a few more nips at her neck, she heard the door fly open. Her eyelids shot open and she stared at the ceiling. The nipping at her neck stopped and she slowly felt Severus lift up off of her body. Without looking to see who was at the door, she felt Severus jump down from the table and cough a bit.
"Hello Potter." She heard and shot up. She knew her hair was slightly messed up an her cheeks red, a few bit marks probably visible along her neck. Her shirt was untucked and along the way buttons had been undone so her stomach was still revealed.
Harry stood there, mouth open slightly and green eyes wide as he stared upon herself and Severus, who had previously been on top of her, biting her neck. He slowly took a step back and stuttered some.
"I'll come back at a better time." He spoke and spun on his heel, dashing from the dungeons.
Without a moments hesitation Catherine jumped from the table and dashed out of the dungeon after him. Her cloak was flying behind her was she ran, shirt slightly pulling back to reveal her stomach and hair flying behind herself. She noticed him a good hundred feet in front of herself and growled. He was fairly fit and she knew he could run fast, just as fast as she could. She dashed up the stairs after him and slid into the long hallway until they came in front of the Great Hall doors. She grinned as she caught up to him and just as the doors opened for the students to leave, she jumped into the air and tackled Harry onto the ground. His books went flying and his glasses skittered across the floor. She heard a noise come from his lungs as the air was pushed out, her sitting onto his back, trying to get her fingers around his neck.
The students from the Great Hall had gone quite as they watched the scene occur in front of them, a few of them jumping to see the hold up. A few of the ghosts had flown through the walls and were whispering as they watched the two struggle on the floor.
Catherine felt Harry push her back and she growled, grabbing his shoulders and rolling him over, but he reversed it and she found herself on the ground, his hands holding her wrists above her head and he stared down at her. She growled and tried to push him off, and was able to roll over and straddled him beneath her. Her fingernails dug into his wrists and she growled down at him, brown eyes dangerous.
"Potter, if you speak a work about what you just say, I will personally see to your death." She leaned her head down and whispered into his ear, the anger clear in her voice as she forced the words out between clenched teeth. She felt him try and get up again but she slammed him down and stared him in the eye.
"So you are the one who likes to be on top." He spoke and smirked towards her. A scream erupted from her lungs and into his face as her hand reached down for her wand, the other having a death grip on his wrists. As she struggled for the wand she felt three pairs of hands along her shoulders and arms, tugging her off.
"Let me go! I'm going to kill him i swear it!" She screeched and felt herself tugged backwards, her eyes watching Harry lift himself to his feet and rub his wrists. She was finally drug into an empty classroom, the door shutting and she immediately spun around to see who had made the death of Harry Potter prolonged.
She sighed as she noticed the faces all staring down at her shorter height, and she knew she was in serious trouble. Draco was there of course, tapping his foot at her and staring at her with disapproving eyes. Remus Lupin stood there in his tattered cloaks, trying to hide a smile but was trying to discipline a girl he had known a long time. And the last man there, who was not trying to contain a smile, and a small chuckle, Sirius Black. She lowered her head slightly and stared at the ground, reaching her fingers up to button her shirt and tuck it into her pleated skirt, before turning her eyes up to them once more.
"I must ask Cat, why were you on top of Harry, and attempting to kill him?" Remus spoke and she began to trace designs into the ground with the toe of her shoe, hands clasping behind her back, before innocently looking up at him through her black bangs.
"If I told you, you'd kill me." She said, shaking her hair away from her eyes and reaching her hands up to run through the hair, the other being placed along her hip. As if one cue, they all rolled their eyes and finally Draco spoke up.
"We won't. Just tell us so we can laugh at Harry later." He spoke and she grinned towards him, before letting a sigh out and leaning her head back to stare at the ceiling a moment. She finally pulled her head back and shifted her eyes among them, before she began to speak.
"Harry had detention right? So After Severus dragged me down there he began to ask if I would stay and watch Harry and what not. Then before I know what's going on he's kidding me and we ended up on the table and my shirt was half off when Potter slammed his way right in!" She screamed and threw her arms up into the air.
After a few moments of silence she bit her lip and looked to the reactions of them all. Remus looked as if he were about to pass out along the floor. Draco was shaking his head and his hand had traveled up to cover over his eyes, clearly a bit shocked, and disapproving of this all. Sirius, on the other hand, had burst into a mad laughter and was leaning along one of the classroom tables to stay up.
"You are kidding!" Sirius said between fits of laughter and she shook her head a bit towards him, still lightly biting her lip and she began to play with the hem of her skirt as she was now watching Sirius.
"No, I'm not." She replied to him softly. After a few seconds she realized the thought had sunk into his thick skull and into his brain, and it was registering as she watched him. His eyebrows were slowly drawn together, and he was glaring furiously at her no, apparently angered by this unlike the others.
"We have to talk Catherine."