He woke up disoriented, he did not remember where he was but he was certainly feeling better. The fever was gone. Suddenly all came back to him. Katherine, his shoulder, the soup and the cure. He tried to stand up but a voice startled him, she was sitting on an armchair right next to him. "Where do you think you are going?" asked her curious. "I wanted to find you" she looked at him like you look a puppy. "You are not strong enough, I made you more soup. Let me help you" she helped him stand and took him to the living room, over the table a steaming soup plate was waiting to be devoured. He sat on the sofa and she sat right next to him. "I have so many questions" he said still confused. "Not yet, drink" said Katherine ending the conversation.

Katherine POV

He was definitely feeling better and his cheeks flushed when she got a bit closer. A good sign, he had been out on and off since she brought him to her apartment but it was the first time he had strength to ask anything. 'Feeling any better?'

'Much better thanks' He did not know what the soup was, it tasted like iron but it was making him feel like himself again.

'Who are you and why are you helping me?' She thought she owed him at least an explanation. 'I've been running away from the man who did this to you all my life. I wish I could tell you more about it, but I am very private'

After he had finished the soup, the last dose of the cure, she said 'I think I should take you back to the hospital, your friends must be worried.'

'Wait, no. You knew the man who bit me was a hybrid.'

'Yes.'

'And I know you are trying to hide it but that bracelet you are wearing is clearly a daylight one.'

How did he know all that? 'You are a vampire, aren't you?'

'I am but please, you cannot tell anyone. You have no idea how many people would love to see me dead.'

'How old are you Katherine?'

'Has nobody ever told you that asking a girl her age is bad-mannered?'

'No can do, I am an orphan, no education at all'

That commentary made her laugh; of course she knew he was an orphan. Voldemort had killed his parents. So she decided to answer 'I was born in 1473'

'Jeez you are old'

She elbowed him for that comment, making him jump due to his shoulder's pain. 'Sorry, sometimes I am too strong'

'How did you end up in London?'

'I was escaping'

She did not understand why but she was decided to open her heart to him. He seemed so pure hearted. She felt somehow safe with him. To be completely honest the thought scared her.

'Look I think you need to go back'

He was not sure of letting her go, but she had helped him so much he felt guilty. 'OK, I'll go back to the hospital'

She let a relieved grasp escape her mouth.

'May I have your number?'

'What?'

'Your telephone number, you have one?'

'Yeah but, why would you want it?'

'I would really like to invite you to dinner, to thank you for saving me'

'Mmm, that is really sweet of you, but I don't think so.'

Shit! She just denied him, her number! Ok well he had nothing else to do there. He tried. She said no.

'Well sorry for making you feel uncomfortable, I'll just go'

'You sure you don't need help?'

'Absolutely, I am fine now'

'Ok, have a good life Harry Potter.'

'Wait a minute, I've never told you my name'

'The woman at the hospital screamed it when she saw you bleeding'

'Oh, you are right. Sorry'

'No need to apologize'

Truth was, he did not want to leave. He wanted to stay and kiss her hard. He packed all the courage he was capable of and approached her.

'I think you are a coward'

'Where is this coming from? You don't even know me'

'You've been having dreams lately'

How the hell did he know that? Was she starting to go crazy or was she approaching him slowly? She was so close now she could hear his heart beat. And without even blinking she tried to kiss him. And he did not let it happen. Just like the dream they both had. Damn it he was so stupid. She was about to kiss him. And he disappeared from her house before she could do so.

Katherine POV

A few weeks had passed since the last time she saw Harry Potter and tried to kiss him. That afternoon she was walking by the Leaky Cauldron when she saw him. She was determined to make him hers now that he had rejected her so rudely. And to be completely fair, he could come in handy as a bodyguard. If he loved her, she could use him. She walked in as if she had not seen him and asked for a butter beer. She sat in a corner, in one of the furthest tables from where he was. But even though they were far away he noticed her right away. It was as if their electric field was meant to find each other. He excused himself briefly to his friends and without asking sat on the chair next to hers.