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Chapter 67

Ky's POV

"Thanks for everything Madam Pomfrey."

The matron smiled down at me, "Not a problem Miss Thornton." She walked me to the exit, "Don't call again."

My counterfeit laughter at the joke made me cringe inwardly at the recognition of my own phoniness. I walked out of the hospital wing, letting the fraudulent smile fall from my face comfortably as my back faced the old matron. I sighed…I think I was having a case of Stockholm syndrome after all that time in the Wing…or maybe I was just in a bad mood, it was morning after all... I'm not really a morning person am I? I nodded at Lady Kensington who smiled kindly at me from her portrait on the first floor corridor, knowing that if I even attempted to smile it would look ugly…more like a grimace…my life was one big grimace right now wasn't it.

What is up with me! Did I just think that! That absolutely despicably self pitying thought. I should slap myself if I wasn't so lazy to lift my hand. Maybe I'm still tired? Maybe my body is still recovering and that's why I'm feeling so…blegh.

Or maybe, just maybe it's because you're a squib. No…I'm not even that, it's a different thing having magic and then losing it. I'm probably the first witch in history dumb enough to let that happen. Even Crabbe and Goyle have magic!

I walked to the unfortunately familiar doors, I knocked once. There was no answer. I knocked again, I could hear voices. I knocked harder yet again, the door flung open,

"What!" I raised my brows at the snap, the woman always tried her best to sound demure, she failed but it didn't stop her from trying. Her expression mirrored my own, "Miss Thornton?"

"If this is a bad-"

"No. Do come in." She smiled that smile that made her toad face look more amphibian, I walked into the office and stopped in the entrance.

"Ky." Harry looked at me wide eyed from his seat at the office desk, the cup of tea hovering at his lips as he froze with shock.

"What a pleasant surprise, right Mr Potter? Would you like something to drink Miss Thornton?"

Like I'd take anything to drink from you, it's enough I am forced to breathe the same poisonous air that you breath out, "No thanks."

"I insist, after all you must look after yourself, how about some orange juice, or tea."

Ahhhh…now Harry drinking tea in this devil woman's office finally made sense to me.

"Tea will be fine." I took the seat next to Harry and refrained from looking at him, watching Umbitch try and fail to inconspicuously douse my tea with what I could only presume was veritaserum…veritaserum…guess I'll never get to alter the brewing process on that.

She handed me the tea and I wondered which pot plant I should toss it discreetly into, I wonder which one Harry used. I just about took the tea when the saucer shook with the might of the bang that just went off upstairs, next second Filch came bustling in,

"Fireworks headmistress…fireworks everywhere."

Umbitch stood to her unimpressive height, her eyes bulging, "Thornton, Potter. Out."

Harry stood and pulled me after him, he didn't let go of me until we were in a secret passageway a few floors up,

"What were you thinking? Why did you go and see Umbridge?"

I brushed off the question, "Why did you go and see Umbitch?"

"I didn't. I was summoned; you, I know were not summoned because she was just as surprised as I was to see you. Which brings me to the first question, why?"

I looked away from Harry, this is exactly why. It had been six weeks and I only had six weeks left for the Vikadel to leave my system, of those six weeks I spent half of it in the hospital wing. Harry stared me down, this is the very conversation I wanted to avoid, a small voice in my head whispered coward…and the scary thing was… the even bigger voice agreed with it.

"Ky!"

"You know why!"

He swore under his breath, "So you just…you were just going to quit school? Quit school and leave and not tell anyone."

"I sent word to Linus and Len-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!" I didn't even flinch at the shout. "I can't believe you would do this, you would just give up!"

I looked up, the anger that I thought I never would wield again burning in my tightened fist, "Give up? Quit? You say those words as if I even have a choice!"

"There is-"

"NO Harry. Just stop! STOP! It's almost completely gone! Madam Pomfrey allowed me to use her potions lab this morning, I couldn't even get pass the forth step for cure for boils! That's how much I regressed! Cure for boils Harry! A first year potion I did on my first try!"I turned away, leaning against the corridor wall, the shouting already taking a toll on my body and my chest rattled as I breathed, I looked down to the floor. "It'll be gone…any day now. I can't be here when it happens! I can't have everybody find out…" I was ashamed to admit that what hurt the most was my pride. Most people around here thought highly of me, thought my power justified me in being the great Dumbledore's granddaughter…that was the only compliment that mattered to me. That I was worthy of being his…but soon I won't be, and I couldn't handle that. "I'll be asked to leave when Umbridge finds out and I can't give her that satisfaction. I'd rather leave on my own terms."

"You mean quit on your own terms!"

I glared at him, why was he being so difficult! "Stop that! You don't understand-"

"Oh, I understand, you're just a quitter. I was completely wrong about you. You're weak." And with that last word embittered with venom, he turned on his heel and walked down the corridor.

I stayed against the wall for one moment longer…

"I AM NOT WEAK!" I screamed and ran forward, from all the things he could say, this was by far the most insulting! I worked every minute of my life, every minute in whatever way I could, to never be weak again! Never! "How dare you!"

He turned back to me, "Well forgive me for being daring, I don't have much to be afraid of considering my opponent!"

I took a step forward, ignoring the pounding in my head, "Take that back!"

"Make me?" He cocked an eyebrow at me,

"I mean it Harry, take that back! I am NOT WEAK! I AM NOT!"

He leaned down, his lips hovering in my eyeline, "Oh but Kyrianna, you are."

He made to turn again, and all I saw was red! After what happened with Blishwick last year I swore I'd never let anybody get the upper hand on me again. Nobody would ever think that I can't hold my own! Nobody! I took a step ahead and turned, facing him head on. I concentrated all my force into my right palm and pushed at his chest, he staggered backwards and I pushed him aggressively again. He banged the wall and I stepped in front of him, my eyes blurred with angry tears and my lips quivering, my face was in his own, his height stolen as he slid down the wall slightly, "Don't you dare speak to me in that way."

His green eyes glowed at me, and his stunned expression fell. I saw the smirk on his lips for a moment, just a moment as my vision was completely obscured as he descended on me, ravaging my lips with his own. His hand gripped my waist with such strength, I could feel his nails bite into my skin, I didn't care though. Nothing mattered except the feel of Harry, the feel of Harry everywhere. After so long. I trailed my lips down his jaw and rested them against his neck, taking in the soft flesh as his breath hitched, rubbing my tongue against it. After a few moments, I let my teeth latch onto the very same flesh, with the slightest of pressure but enough to send a spike of pain through him. I looked up at him, his face glowing with pleasure and his eyes smiling down at me, "Welcome back Kyrianna. I do believe we have some business to discuss, now that you're in the right kind of mood."

Thirty minutes later I found myself in my favourite seat in the common room, the smooth parchment lay forgotten at my fingertips as I let what Mi just told me sink in, I stared at Hagrid's hut, off in the distance, not really seeing it.

"Ky?"

I turned to her, glancing at Harry on my eyes journey to chocolate brown, she wasn't asking if I understood. She was asking if I agreed.

"I can't believe you lot didn't wake me up." Ron grumbled next to me, glaring at Mi. He didn't take it kindly to being informed about this new turn of events last.

"Well I didn't want to have to explain it more than once, so I thought telling you both-"

"Because you think I'm too dumb to understand any of this."

"I didn't say that Ronald."

"Forgive me for not being able to speak Latin, I didn't know we lived in the fifth century." Ron's voice dripped with sarcasm as Mi took a deep breath in, harnessing the energy needed to scream at him.

"Ky?"

I looked at Harry, he sat opposite me, the common room was empty save us four. Everyone else was down at Lunch. "It still might not work. If you're right about this whole bridge theory, whatever magic I might be able to harness would just get destroyed when it comes into contact with the Vikadel that crosses the bridge."

"Well considering we know the amount of Vikadel you consumed and the fact that it would take three months to leave your system we can work out its decay rate. That's why you have to harness the magic at a greater rate than the Vikadel destroys it. So there's always left over. This is just about ensuring you still have magic after the Vikadel has left your system. Then you can just work on bettering that magic. But if you just let the Vikadel take its course, it will destroy all your magic, and there would be nothing to try and work with."

I looked down at the parchment as Mi's words sunk in, I felt fingers on my knees, I looked up as he grinned at me…his famous crooked grin. "Let's do this."

I closed my eyes, oh his done it again hasn't he.

"It won't be easy."

I smiled at Mi, "Harry's already got me convinced Mi, you can stop now."

Harry ducked his head as the book went hurtling past him and slammed into the wall of the Revolving Tower. He adjusted his glasses, taking a deep calming breath,

"The whole purpose was to lift that with your wand, not throw it with your hand."

I glared at him, "Oh really Harry, you don't say. Whatever was I trying to do for the past two days!"

He sighed and walked towards me, my glare increased as he approached. There once was a time when no boy would approach me with my wand raised like this. He walked behind me and circled my waist with his arms, his lips at my ear, "I'm not saying you aren't trying. I know you are. It's just that you're still skipping steps. I know…I know you don't intend to do that, but it's ingrained in you to do it that way. Which used to work because you had so much of natural power, but you don't anymore Ky. You need to forget about doing magic in your own way, and do it like the textbook says."

I hate when he's all reasonable with me, why must he be so calm when I'm furious. "I am doing it like the textbook, it's just not working!"

I felt his hands leave my waist and move to my shoulders, he kneaded the flesh there as he spoke his next words, my neck slackening instantly to his touch, "You're concentrating too much on that. It's a simple spell, you just need to stop focusing on the fact that they're not working and focus your attention on just two things, your magic and that book."

He ran his right hand down my right arm until it wrested at my wrists, "Can you feel your magic."

Well I was definitely feeling something what with his lips at my ear, my whole body was so much more aware. Every letter Harry spoke seemed to pull at the hair across my body to attention, heat my skin, burn my core, salivate my mouth. That burning in my core seemed to radiate, higher and higher, and slowly…slowly I felt a sizzle up my spine. I moved my wand, Harry's hand still steady on my wrist,

"Wingardium Leviosa." The book remained exactly where I threw it. Dammit!

"Ky…" Harry called from behind me and turned in frustration. My jaw dropped as I stood mesmerized, Harry was hovering about an inch off the ground. He looked on wide eyed, and then shrugged his shoulders out of his sleeves, the shirt lifted off his body and through his head comfortably. He laughed at the bizarreness and I joined in, guess I wasn't really concentrating on the book at all.

I jumped up and down, jumping onto his arms and latching on his neck as I swung my legs around his midriff, I saw the displaced dust as his shirt hit the floor as my spell broke and Harry staggered backward for a moment but adjusted to my weight.

"How did you know that whole smooth talking in my ear thing would work?"

He smiled back at me, letting out a chuckle, "I had no idea. You look so hot when you're angry I just wanted to touch you…hoping it would probably lead to…"

"Why Professor Potter, are you trying to take advantage of your student?"

Harry's face went scarlet and he chuckled in embarrassment as he looked down at the floor, he slowly raised his eyes, shining with innocence, his mouth tipped in a smirk, "Well…actually Miss Thornton you'll find that the situation is much more advantageous for you than it is for me. After all, what benefit is an oral examination to a teacher?" His green eyes shorn with mischief as I laughed at his words, "First question, can you implement the same spell you practised with my shirt…on my pants..."

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Kalina