Slytherin Hearts

Warning/disclaimer: All recognizable Harry Potter characters and places are not mine, They belong to J.K., I\'m just borrowing them and will give them back later slightly worse the the wear but perfectly fine. All the unknown people and stuff are mine. I make no money off this, please don\'t sue etc, etc.

~ CH 6 - Is It Asshole Day?


Kavie yawned and stretched, all the studying was making her eyes droop and her brain foggy. She stood and began putting away her quills and parchment. Lunch was almost over and she had her first remedial Potions class next. It would be the first time she\'d see Uncle Severus since she blubbered over him. From what little she remembered of him he had never handled her crying or temper tantrums well. She waso veo very curious about why she called him uncle in the first place, he and her father looked nothing alike and had different names. Maybe they were friends and he was an honorary uncle, though she really couldn\'t see that scowling bitter man as being a good friend to her good natured joking father.

She exited the library and made her way to the dungeon classroom. Several of the younger Slytherins waved happily at her and she waved back. She stepped into the classroom just as the after lunch bell rang. It was empty. She moved to the front desk and sat down. She had her cauldron and vials set up and ready when he finally made it to the classroom. She watched him stride to the front of the room, robes flowing behind him and smiled.

\"You\'re late, Uncle Severus. Is there a trick to getting your robes to billow that like that? Harry told me they always flutter around you like some great bat, so I wondered if it was a spell or perhaps a charm?\"

He glared at her and then flicked his wand at the black board making the potions ingredients and instructions appear. \"One point from Slytherin for not addressing me with the proper respect. Miss Morganus, we are in a classroom and I am your teacher therefore you will use my proper title and call me Professor Snape.\"

She looked down at the desk. \' I guess he is as horrid as Hermione said.\' \"Yes, Professor Snape, I\'m sorry for the slip.\"

\"Katerina.\"

She looked up at him from his seat at his desk. His face was less rigid.

\"I\'m sure that your Gryffindor friends would not take too kindly to you calling their hated teacher uncle. Nor would your fellow Slytherins. It is to prevent accusations of favoritism. You understand?\"

She nodded, smiling a little. \"Yes, but there isn\'t anyone else here now.\"

He sighed heavily. \"If you do not get into the habit now you will slip in class. You should get to work on your potion. The instructions are on the board. From what I gathered from your evaluation testing you are just having trouble with the actual brewing of the potions and have a firm grasp of the uses and properties of the ingredients. So that is what we\'ll be doing on Wednesdays, perfecting yourhniqhnique. The ingredients are in that storeroom there.\"

Kavie nodded and went to collect them. She set everything up and began her prep work, chopping and grinding a few items that needed it. While she waited for her base liquid to boil she looked over at her uncle where he was grading papers and using an excessive amount of red ink.

\"Un- Professor Snape? Could I ask you something?\"

He looked up, one black brow raised. \"It certainly seems like you can since you just did, but go on.\"

Her lips quirked. \"I was wondering how you are my uncle exactly. You don\'t look like my dad or have the same last name.\"

He studied her a moment. \"My mother married Chane\'s father when I was in second year and your father was in seventh.\"

She added the crushed lacewings and stirred counter clock wise five times.

\"So you were stepbrothers then.\"

Snape nodded.

\"Were you close?\"

He was quiet for so long that she gave up on the question and concentrated on her potion. It took him nearly ten minutes to answer and she almost didn\'t hear him.

\"Not until after your birth.\"

Kavie frowned. \"Well, why? I mean you had to have been around each other a lot. What stopped you from getting along for nine years?\"

He glared at her. \"It is none of your business. We had our reasons.\"

She stared at him, ignoring his scowl. \'You really couldn\'t be intimidated by someone who read you bed time stories and played got-your-conk with you when you were an infant.\'

\"But why? Was it Voldemort? Did he keep you apart somehow? Weren\'t you a Death Eater? Do you know why he wanted my family dead? Did you know about it before it happened?\"

Snape stood so abruptly that his chair tipped back and hit the ground with a loud crack. He swept towards her looking so angry that she backed up a few steps. \'OK, so I was wrong about the intimidating part.\' He grabbed hold of her elbow using every inch of his full height to tower over her. His words were an angry hiss.

\"You will not speak the Dark Lord\'s name in my presence again, do you hear me? How dare you even suggest that I was involved with my own brother\'s death or that I knew and did nothing? Get your things and get out! It has become apparent that you have been spending too much time with that arrogant brat Potter.\"

He let go of her with a sharp movement and strode back to his desk, pausing to wave his wand at her now overflowing cauldron.

\"Evenesco! You are just as incompetent in Potions as your brother was. It really must be the Weasley blood from your mother that tainted you both.\"

She glared at him, fists clenched. Every minuscule feeling of stress and anger that she had felt in the last four days swelled up inside her and boiled over. The small fire under her cauldron flared, consuming it in a burst of flames.

\"You are an ass!\" She said sharply the flames rising higher.

He swung around, looking even more pissed. He took in the fire ball that was her cauldron and then calmly
flicked his wand at it dousing the flames.

\"Katerina, you will learn to control that temper of yours or I will be forced to ban you from this classroom. It would be too much of a hassle to cover all your classmates in flame retardant charms every week. Detention with Filch tonight after dinner. I would have you myself but I really do not wish to burst into flames. Filch could probably use it, might burn off some of the dirt.\"

She blinked at him her anger dissipating like the air out of a balloon. \'Did he just make a joke?\' She saw the tiniest hint of a smirk at the corners of his mouth. \'He did!\' She stifled the giggle that threatened to burst from her and shook her head, stuffing all her things in her bag.

\"Good day, Uncle Severus, it\'s been surreal.\"

On her way out of the dungeons she ran into Draco. She felt her cheeks flushed and that irritating tingle low in her belly that would not be easily ignored. She glared at him. \'Was it asshole day or something?\'

\"So how was Potions? That is what class you just had, was it not?\" He smiled at her ignoring the glare.

\"I made my cauldron burst into flames, lost a house point, called Snape an ass and got a detention, not in that order. Now if you\'ll excuse me I have studying to do.\"

She swept past him doing her best Uncle Severus and his flowing robes impersonation. Draco chased after her.

\"You called Professor Snape an ass? And you lived to tell the tale?\"

\"Yes and yes.\"

\"I\'m impressed. How did you set fire to your cauldron? Did you pull a Longbottom?\"

She took her impersonation a step further and gave him an arrogant glare. \"Not that it\'s any of your business, but no. I lost control of my temper and when that happens things have a tendency to catch fire. And I happen to think Neville is a lovely person.\"

\"What is it with you and those bloody Gryffindorks?\"

She stopped and turned around so suddenly that he nearly smacked into her. \"What is it with you and these chameleon mood of yours? Do you have MPD? One minute you\'re ignoring my existence and the next you\'re
practically trying to climb in my pants. What is your damage?\"

He narrowed his eyes. \"I don\'t know what you\'re talking about. What is this MPD?\"

\"Multiple Personality Disorder.\"

\"I do not have multiple personalities!\"

She sniffed and marched down the corridor again. \"Then you must be Bipolar.\"

\"I am not Bipolar whatever the hell that is!\" He yelled when he caught up with her.

\"Then why the hell are you following me?! Don\'t you have class? Or some little first years to torture?\"

She saw it coming but didn\'t have time to decide if she wanted to back up or move closer. He grabbed hold of her face and slammed his mouth down on hers. She felt her lip split against her bottom tooth but paid no attention. She whimpered and sucked on his tongue as he thrust it into her mouth, her hands clutching the front of his robes. \'Closer it was. Gods he could kiss. Oh, yup there\'s that insistent throb that makes me do dumb things.\' She wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her chest against him, groaning when he palmed her breasts.

\"Come on, Harry, just one more.\" Echoed the voice down the corridor.

\"No, Colin, no more pictures!\"

\"But it\'s for Witch Weekly, they love candids.\"

\"The next picture you get will be of my foot in your ass! That\'ll be good press I\'m sure.\"

Draco pulled away from Kavie, dazed silver eyes meeting lusty violet. \"Blasted Potter.\"

She smirked. \"Oh yes, how dare he go to Potions class.\"

\"Morganus . . \"

\"It\'s Kavie, Draco, or Katerina.\"

He rolled his eyes. \"Fine, fine. Katerina.\" He ran a finger over her puffy lip then tipped his head down to kiss it lightly. \"Shouldn\'t you go greet Potty?\"

\"I\'ll see him later.\" She grinned devilishly and stepped closer to him pressing her body to his once more.

His eyes widened in shock when her hands went to his fly and unbuttoned it. He grabbed her hand when she tried to shove down his boxers. He looked around frantically, hearing Potter arguing with Creevey just around the corner.

\"Shit, what the hell are you doing? People are coming!\"

\"Ssh, don\'t worry so much.\" She pushed him backwards into a tapestry of a dragon devouring a village and then into the alcove hidden behind it. \"I saw a couple of fourth years come out of here the other day.\"

\"Hmph, what are you-\"

Draco stopped talking when he heard Potters voice close by. He looked a her brows raised. She just gave him another wicked grin and tugged his underwear down. His breath came out in a rush when her hand wrapped around his now completely hard cock. He rocked his hips into her hand as she stroked him slowly, his head tilting back to rest against the wall. His eyes snapped open at the wet lick along his shaft. He looked down and had to bite his lip hard to keep from groaning aloud. This wicked purple eyed kitten was kneeling down in front of him running her tongue all over his pulsing length and sucking at the tip like it was a straw. He felt his blood pumping loudly in his ears and tried in vain to control his breathing. He couldn\'t believe that this was happening. He gripped her head as she sucked him in and out of her mouth his hips thrusting slightly.

\"Faster, \" He panted as softly as he could. \"Not much time, mmm.\"

She made a soft sound in her throat and nodded. That sound went straight to his groin and he growled in frustration. \' This being quiet thing is NOT working for me at all! \' Draco thought and pulled his wand out of his robe pocket and cast a silencing charm around the alcove. He looked down at her and grinned.

\"Mmm, fuck that\'s better, now faster, Kitten, make me cum.\"

He groaned loudly as she complied with her own moan. He felt the burn of his orgasm boil up from the back of his thighs and center in his groin making his back arch and his hips buck.

\"Yes, that\'s it! Shit I\'m gonna cum, Kit, ahhh!\"

Kavie purred, sucking at his head, her hand still working the shaft. At the exact moment his salty sweet cum filled her mouth the bell rang. She swallowed and licked at any missed cum quickly. Then she gave his belly a light nip and tugged his pants and boxers back up.

Draco tucked in his shirt and buttoned his pants. He watched her stand and wipe at her mouth with the inside of her school robes. Her lips were swollen and her braid was mussed from his hands. \'Gods, she looks good like that.\' He felt himself twitch while looking at her. \' Merlin\'s balls, Draco, get the hell to class before you fuck her into the wall Potions be damned.\' He smirked at the thought of being in class with Scarhead fresh from having Kavie\'s mouth on his cock.

\"Finite Incantatum.\"

He brushed his hand across her cheek lightly then left the alcove not saying a word to her, chuckling at her pissed off muttering.



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