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Kate didn’t entirely mind the idea of having to share the book. It wasn’t as if she were going to take it out of the library and never return it. Not only would the librarian take offense to that, but Kate had too much of a conscious to knowingly keep something that didn’t belong to her. No matter how valuable the information in the book was, she had no business trying to keep the knowledge to herself.

”Well, I-...”

She had to go down to the Great Hall for dinner. If she didn’t make an appearance, people would notice and come to find her later. Between her father and her boyfriend she didn’t know which of them would be the worst to deal with. Probably her father...because nobody wanted a professor to corner them in the halls and demand to know why they were absent from something. It would be embarrassing to the worst degree.

Sighing softly, Kate’s shoulders fell a bit. The suggestion of returning after dinner seemed to be her best option right now if she was to get her hands on the information she needed. ”I suppose.” But as soon as the student asked about being untrustworthy because of their house? Kate took a step back and took the book with her, frowning darkly. ”Grow the hell up,” she hissed at them. ”If you still subscribe to that stupidity then this conversation is over. I don’t care where the hell you were sorted. I don’t care if you’re a bloody werewolf. But I do care if you’re going to be an ass about it…”

It was archaic! The very idea that people could still hold grudges against one another for no other reason than the fact that they had been sorted into a different house was perhaps the stupidest thing that Katherine Lennox had ever heard of in her life. This wasn’t wartime anymore. They were beyond that, and she had hoped that most of her generation were intelligent enough to be able to put that nonsense behind them rather than carry it forward. Apparently not everyone had gotten the memo.

Huffing quietly, she threw the book back on top of their stack. ”Fine. Keep it. Whatever. I’ll look for it later.” Then she moved around them, pulling her bag higher up onto her shoulder as she headed for the door and stewed in her irritation. The nerve of some people! Her boyfriend was a bloody Ravenclaw for Merlin's sake! "And for the record, my father is Professor Lennox. He was a Slytherin when he was in school too," she shot back over her shoulder.

WORD COUNT: 451
TAGGED: @minjun
NOTES: Oops XD

The idea wasn’t really to put in the extra training outside of what the team already demanded. It had all started because Katherine had found herself unable to sleep. The nightmares that she had begun to experience over the summer hadn’t yet released their hold on her, and the voices continued to taunt her when her eyes were closed. But there were too many other people in the same room as her now. Someone was sure to be woken by her shouts and want to know what the trouble was, even if Kate wasn’t able to explain it.

The images were always garbled, as if they were caught in the ripples of the water and waiting for it to still before they could truly be visible. But the voices were unmistakable. There were a few that sounded like people she knew...a few that taunted her with all of the harsh words and thoughts that she experienced in her waking hours. The voice that called the most....the one that beckoned her forward...to join her…

Gripping her broomstick firmly in her hands, Katherine closed her eyes tightly and shook her head before she kicked off from the ground as hard as she could. No! She wasn’t going to listen. She couldn’t!

She blinked to try and rid her eyes of the forming tears as she leaned over the handle of her broom, taking off for the opposite side of the pitch at top speed. It didn’t matter how many times she had heard that voice before, it never seemed to get any easier when she realized that it was all in her head. She would never turn around to see that woman waiting for her again. More than seven years had passed since Kate had last been able to do that. Since she had felt her mother hug her tightly and whisper that she loved her daughter. Had she known what was going to happen...was there something that Kate could have done to stop her?

She’d only been nine years old. It had all happened just shy of her tenth birthday, the very reason that Katherine could no longer bear to mark the day at all. It always made her feel sick to her stomach when she thought about it.

Yanking her broom to the left, Katherine zoomed around the outer perimeter of the pitch with reckless speed, almost uncaring if she were to crash head first into one of the many pillars around the edge. There was no one out there to see her. If she were to hit at the right angle, either the impact or the fall would-...

She slowed as she heard someone calling out to her, mentally cursing. Of all people to find her today…

Forcing herself to take a breath, Kate slowed down and turned her broom into the pitch itself. Her father didn’t need to know. He didn’t need to see anything more than the small smile that she forced onto her lips as her feet touched the ground once more. ”Shouldn’t you be preparing for class, Professor?” she asked him, teasing weakly with the use of his formal title. ”The Headmistress won’t thank you for slacking so early into the school year. You have to be able to keep up with your students.” He as the Auror Studies Professor after all. The last thing he would want is to be beaten out by a bunch of kids who were less than half his age, though Kate knew those days were not too far ahead of him now.

WORD COUNT: 608
TAGGED: MARCUS LENNOX
NOTES: --

The other students were likely back in their dorms, getting rid of their workloads for the day so that they could freshen up for dinner. After another grueling lesson in Potions, her seventh year classmates were already lamenting the fact that it was only the second week of classes and their homework pile was dangerously high. Some were trying to figure out how they were supposed to balance school work and Quidditch this year. Others were completely lost with what they even wanted to do with their lives once their final year was over.

Some, however, just wanted a few moments alone before rejoining the chaos of the castle.

Her bag was still heavy with her things from class, but as Katherine climbed the stairs, she detoured away from the rest of the Gryffindor students who continued to ascend to the tower. Instead she stopped off at the second floor, weaving slightly through the corridors so that she could find the entrance to the library. She needed another book to give her some insight into the potion they had been working on in class today. The professor had mentioned that it ought to be on the shelves of the library, and provided that no one else had already borrowed it. It was a potion that was often used for healing, and that was the career path that Katherine was seriously considering at this point.

She shifted the bag on her shoulder, cringing slightly at the ache that was developing in her shoulder. It was just a little heavier than it should have been, but she supposed the added potion ingredients from today were not helping matters. She never knew what to bring to Potions these days, and often overcompensated by bringing just about every vial and ingredient that she had purchased over the summer to resupply. If she found the book that she was looking for there might still be time to take her things back up to Gryffindor Tower before dinner. If not, she’d end up lugging the foolish thing with her into the Great Hall and wedging it between herself and whoever ended up sitting beside her at the table.

It would make for brilliant conversation, she was sure.

Kate stepped into the back of the library, her eyes scanning the outside to make sure that she was headed in the right direction. The aisle was certainly correct. Now all she had to do was remember the author so that she could locate the proper spine. So her dark eyes lifted to look at the rows of books, steps slowing considerably so that she didn’t run the risk of missing it entirely.

Where on earth was it? It had to be here somewhere. Her stomach sunk a little as she thought about it being in someone else’s hands. Biting down on her lower lip, she paused and scanned the shelf before her once more. Damn it….was it already gone? Had someone beaten her to finding it?

She supposed there was really only one way for her to find out.

Biting back her groan, Kate emerged from within the shelves once more and started looking about her for any sign of the librarian. There was still a little bit of time before dinner was due to begin. Perhaps she would get lucky and manage to catch them before they left.

WORD COUNT: 565
TAGGED: OPEN
NOTES: --