I'd almost forgotten about the competition. It was nice forgetting about the competition. I want to go back to forgetting about the competition and while whoever would actually grant me my wish is at it, make everyone else forget about it too. The Triwizard Tournament... how the bloody fucking hell am I supposed to help anyone avoid what happens because of the triwizard tournament?!? As people keep pointing out to me, I'm practically a squib (because I never learned to use magic!) and people think I'm crazy just as they do Dumbledore. In fact, any warning I'd give would sound crazy even to Dumbledore! Fantastic! As if my life's not complicated enough already! And I don't even know that much about what happens this year, other than the Yule Ball drama, Voldemort coming back and killing Diggory, and of course the thing with the mermaids... I'm not helping with the mermaid thing. Harry and Neville did just fine with the mermaid thing; I'm not dunking my ass in the black lake if I don't need to. There's a squid and mean mermaids in there you know.

I sit between Severus and Remus as Dumbledore, or as I've been told to call him now, Uncle Albus declares about the Triwizard Tournament and the whole drama with that ensues. I sigh, wishing I could just lock myself in my room this year and not have to participate. Scratch that, I want to lock myself in Severus' room and not have to participate in this year. Remus looks at me, concerned, "Are you alright?"

I nod, "Yes, but this sounds like it's going to be a horrible bother."

Remus blinks at me, "I would think that you'd find it exciting."

I sigh, "You'd think that, wouldn't you."

Severus scowls at us, "Hush, the both of you!"

I glare at him, "You hush Professor Snape!"

He glares at me and I just ignore him. I don't have to listen to him all the time; he's not the boss of me!

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"It's not fair! Why does Harry get everything?!?" Ron sulks, resting his head against me as I give him a sideways hug.

I feel for the boy, I really do. I know what it's like to be a sidekick and it can really bite the big one sometimes. But honestly, this is just pathetic. "Ron, you know I adore you right?" I coo.

He grins at me, "Of course!"

I smile, "Good." I scowl at him, "Then you'll understand when I say that you're acting like a nasty little prat and I'm ashamed of you!"

He gasps, "What?!?"

I glare, "Harry is your best friend! Everyone is suspecting him of a misdeed on top of him being forced to compete in a tournament that could kill him. And now he doesn't even have his best friend because you won't talk to him! When you're mad at your friends you don't ignore them for Merlin only knows how long! You go up to them and you yell. You yell and scream and punch and scratch and let them do the same until you've got all that anger out, and then you make up and become friends again. Ignoring a problem never helped anyone, now go yell at your best friend and get it over with. That's an order!"

He looks at me helplessly, "But..."

"No buts, I don't want to have anything to do with your butt! GO!" I snarl, pointing at my door.

Ron sighs and says, "Alright." He goes towards the door, then turns around and scowls at me, "But I don't like it!"

I glare at him, "I don't give a rat's anus about what you like! Get out of my office and go do your business!" I don't care if that sounded off.

He shakes his head and goes off, and he'd better be going off to do what I told him to do too! Honestly, children!

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"I saw Potter and Weasley sitting together again today." Severus says from the chair in my room, not looking up from his book.

I look up at him, waiting for him to get to the point.

He looks up at me, "You wouldn't happen to know how they reconciled so quickly, would you? It seemed as if Weasley was going to sulk about it much longer."

How does he always guess these things? I just look at him and shrug, feigning innocence.

He glares at me, "You said something to Ronald didn't you?"

I roll my eyes and say, "Of course I said something to Ronald. I'm his teacher, it's my job."

He frowns, "You know exactly what I meant by that question."

"Of course, and I'm giving you the answer. Someone had to talk some sense into that child." I say indignantly.

He scowls at me, "But why does it always have to be you? Can't they find anyone else to fix their problems? It seems like every time somebody has a problem you're always rushing in to save them! You know what? You really are a meddler, Katherine. You can't leave anyone to their business; you always have to stick your nose into everything!"

I give him a vicious scowl, "Well you have your method of teaching and I have mine! You don't hear me going on about how you seem to find pleasure in emotionally scarring young minds. How your idea of nurturing is generally scowling and giving detentions."

"If it bothers you so much then why are we even together?" He screams.

"I could ask you the same question!"

"Fine!" He gets up and goes toward the door.

"Fine!" I scream as he slams the door. I don't have to take this! I'm a modern, independent woman with my own thoughts and aspirations. I'm not going to let myself be dominated by anyone!

Oh hell, who am I kidding? I jump up and run through my bedroom door, to my classroom door. I open up my classroom door just as Severus has his hand out to open it. We stare at each other for a moment, and then it turns into a glare.

"You're the most impossible, exasperating woman I've ever met!" He yells.

"And you're just plain infuriating!" I yell back.

We scowl at each other for a long moment, and then leap at each other.

"I do love you, you intruding banshee…" He says, wrapping me close and kissing my neck.

"I love you too, you obnoxious bastard…" I say, bringing him up so I can kiss his lips. Who cares if he's infuriating? He's mine.