Harry POV
He had this feeling you get when someone is spying on you, while he was in the street. Once he got in his car the sensation disappeared. He let it go, maybe he was getting paranoid, he drove to his house without stopping at any traffic light. London streets were always crowded, but for some reason not today. That increased the sensation of being observed and the only place he felt completely safe was either Hogwarts or his modest house at the end of Fulham Street. Once he was there, he parked his car and got in the house.
It was 4 in the morning and he was still awake, insomnia was the only thing he kept from the old times when Voldemort inhabited his dreams and left nothing of him in the mornings. Truth be told it didn't really bothered him, he spent most of nights at work and being able to spend a whole night without closing his eyelids was an advantage. Mornings were another story; he was not a morning person. He enjoyed lying in bed till late and having breakfast on his PJs and not in his working clothes. Reading the news in The Daily Prophet without looking at the clock with a good coffee in his hands was his definition of a perfect morning, well not quite but close enough...
Finally he was able to close his eyes and slowly abandoned his consciousness, letting the sweet unconsciousness take hold of him.
Dream POV
She looked at him and he looked back at her as if it was the first time. He lowered his head to kiss her on the cheek. Slowly she got up on her tip toes and approximated her lips to his. He rejected her without knowing why. He thought she might get angry with him but she smiled as if accepting an unknown challenge. He loved the way she smiled as if there was nothing that could cloud her happiness.
Katherine POV
She woke up in the morning as if she would have not gotten enough sleep. Which of course was not true, she had slept the whole night with no interruptions. As much as she wanted to stay in bed she stood up and got dressed. She had her breakfast on the lift, a hot young neighbor; she liked food to take away.
For those who knew Katherine, that behavior was their daily bread. For those who didn't know her, she was a creepy evil bitch. She never killed unless it was strictly necessary to survive, the survival of the fittest she called it. She was visiting her friend Robert to get something he kept for her, something Klaus wanted and her leverage in many ways.
She took the small package he handed her and with two kisses on the cheeks she left Robert on that corner between Regent and Vigo Streets. She put the package in her purse and credit card in hand she visited every single shop in Oxford Street, she needed new clothing. But bad luck got her in the middle of a situation she would not be able to escape.