He excused himself briefly to his friends and without asking sat on the chair next to hers.

'May I?'

'Your butt is already sitting on my chair, so yeah, sure.'

She tried to look annoyed, but she only managed cute.

'Cool, what brings you here?'

'I was in the neighborhood, decided to drop by'

'Sure, are you expecting someone?'

'Not really, just wanted a beer after a long day.'

'I find it weird'

'What?'

'The fact that you are still here in London'

'Why wouldn't I be?'

'I've been investigating you Katherine; you have what you came for. Why are you still here?'

'Well maybe…I've not found what I was looking for...'

She was approaching him again, and he was not about to let that happen. Even though he desired her lips and body, he knew he could not trust Katherine Pierce.

'You do know my best friend Hermione is dating Damon Salvatore, do you?'

'Wait, what?'

'Yeah'

Shit so he knew her, better than anyone already probably.

'I take by your face that you know him huh?'

'All too well.'

And she meant it.

She was getting ready to go, she had not even finished her beer. Her plan was dismantled now that he knew who she was. Damon had for sure told him everything. She had to leave town again. But before she could leave, a man entered the bar, unnoticed. Katherine was so nervous she did not even see him. Klaus approached them without hesitation and when she finally saw him it was too late to escape. Harry turned around as if summoned by some strange force and he saw him. This fit blonde man was staring right at them, and Katherine was starting to tremble.

'Katerina Petrova, I finally find you'

Harry had heard a lot of stories about Klaus, and from a very reliable source he knew he wanted Katherine dead. But as much as she deserved it, he was not about to let her die. Klaus headed towards her, he did not hesitate a bit. She was so shocked she could not move. He grabbed her by the neck and he stabbed her with a wooden stake. She grasped as if trying to get some air, and fell on the ground with a big thud. He had not killed her but, he hurt her bad. Harry attacked the man. He could not think straight Katherine was bleeding a lot. He was acting crazy but he had to save her. He grabbed her arm and took her out of the bar. Then he took all the people out and trapped Klaus inside. He had learnt that kind of magic from Dumbledore, and it was strong. He told everybody lo leave the place and called Ron to secure the Leaky Cauldron. Then without loosing any time he took Katherine to Hermione at the hospital. She was having a break and Damon was there with her.

'Oh well, look who is here' He said

'Hermione she needs help'

'You should let her die; she's never done anything good for anybody.'

'Never'

'There goes another poor soul, captivated by the Katherine charm. It will wear off Harry, and when it does, it will hurt.'

Hermione touched his shoulder as a sign to stop. He looked at her and said no more.

'Can you get her on the bed?'

'Of course babe'

Damon carried her to the closest bed and Hermione started to heal her. Harry followed the process very close to her. He was really worried. But deep down he knew Hermione would do anything to save her. And just like he expected Katherine was out of danger in a few hours and resting like a baby.

'Thank you Hermione'

'My pleasure'

She left them together.

He approached her bed, sleeping she looked like and angel, she was so beautiful. He touched her cheek and she opened her eyes.

'How are you feeling?' he asked her.

'Much better now, thank you.'

'That one was close huh?'

'If it wasn't for you I would be dead, thank you.'

'You would have done the same'

'Would I?'

He looked at her puzzled.

'You already did. You saved me. I know the cure you gave me was meant for yourself.'

She looked down, it had been a weak moment, it would not happen again. Now was the right time to make him hers. She was sure he was already falling for her. So she approached him and kissed him. This time he did not escape and kissed her back. She did not want to admit it but that kiss had awakened in her, feelings she had long ago forgotten. When they finally separated he smiled. She did the same.