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As class was dismissed, Kat made up an excuse to get away from her friends and was out the door in no time. She quickly caught up to the elusive Ravenclaw though, careful not to make it seem like she was walking with him. But rather just in front of him. "I want to explain myself." Her voice was low, her tone remorseful, "Meet me in the back of the library. I'll take the fall with Sprout if we're late." Kat didn't wait for his response, she had to take this next corridor or people would see them enter together. If he even went.

A very skittish Kat made her way to the back, watching for anyone, anyone at all. She slipped out from behind a bookcase and smiled apologetically at the Ravenclaw. "I'm so sorry about that, but you have to understand. If they treat you like that in the small amount of class time there is, imagine how it'd be if I was named a Slytherin but couldn't do anything to anybody. And I have to live with them until I leave here. Don't you understand? I don't want to be mean to you." She kept her voice low as she sat on the arm of the chair next to him.

Kat groaned and took off after him, stepping in front of him and blocking his path. "You don't know how nasty these kids are." She looked down shamefully, "I know it's not right, but you have to understand. I've tried getting out of Slytherin. Believe me, I have. I've even asked to be transferred to Hufflepuff. But it's a no go. What the hat says goes." She looked up to attempt to meet his eyes, her dark brown eyes shimmering with the brink of tears, "You showed me a bit of kindness this morning and you didn't even have to. You could've fled like anyone else would have. And then this morning, when I ran into you here, you didn't get all defensive. And you even saved my a** by disappearing before my house mates could get suspicious. I don't even know your name and you're probably the closest thing I have to a friend here." She blinked and used the back of her hand to dry her eyes, careful not to smudge her eyeliner.

Kat didn't go to Herbology or lunch. But halfway through Double Potions she slipped in. She walked from the front of the room to her seat near the back and dropped onto her stool lazily. Her expression was dazed and she alone just seemed, off. But she quickly jumped into the conversation Lena and Darian were having. By the end of class, she seemed halfway normal again. At least under Slytherin eyes. Class was dismissed and Kat vanished from her friend's view and outside the castle doors. She needed a walk, that's for sure.

The cool afternoon air swept under her cloaked as she dropped her bag and shrugged off her cloak. Snow drifted down slowly, dancing peacefully around the castle. She could hear laughter in the distance of other students playing in the snow. Goosebumps traveled over her arms and her hair prickled to stand on end as a small gust wrapped it's icy fingers around her. Snowflakes tangled with her thin black hair as it tossed itself about her face. She rubbed her arms quickly before she tucked her hair behind her ear and then continue to rub away the chills. She was always so hot, she needed a good freeze right about now.

It only took Kat a moment to pull her cardigan off and to sit herself on the castle steps, careful to brush away the snow. She didn't feel like being around other students. She felt like some time alone and away from being the hard a** she's supposed to be.

"Relaxing. I needed some time outside. I needed to be cold for a bit." She smiled and picked at her nails. Kat giggled, "Sometimes I just feel the need to be cold." She stood and pulled her cardigan off the top of her bag and over her head. She picked up her cloak and retied it around her neck. "You excited about the match today?" She threw a smile his way as she spoke. Most of the other students were already at the Quidditch field, though the match didn't start for nearly an hour.

The blanket of shock still hugged Kat snugly, even as she waited on the other side of the hospital wing with one of the Slytherin beaters. She wanted to check on him, but that girl was hanging around him until late into the night. But she finally made herself scarce, as did many of the other Ravenclaws and Slytherins and teachers. The hospital wing had become very much empty. Perfect.

A worried smiled pressed her lips as she slipped across the room. She sat herself in the chair that was still warm from the girl before. He looked fairly beaten up. She could tell he'd been wavering in and out of sleep, he looked exhausted. She could faintly hear the door open then close and Kat tensed, just the nurse. With an exhale, she ripped her cardigan off so there was no house insignia on her.

Kat threw the cardigan across the room, letting it slide on the tile so it was half-way under one of the Slytherin kids beds. Good enough for her. She returned her attention to the Ravenclaw bandaged up in the bed before her. This didn't feel right, something was wrong here, but she couldn't place it. All that she was worried about was the fact that he was injured, and she couldn't help.

His reaction to who she was pained her, she couldn't place why though. It's not like he should mean much to her, he was nice to her and that was about it. Or maybe she just felt bad for the fact that her house was the reason he had to stay the night in the hospital wing. She didn't know, nor did she really care.

There came that ringing again. A splitting sound that broke into her eardrums and shattered any hope she had a peace. A dizzy spell slapped her as it faded out. Everything always happened so fast, in just a matter of seconds really. It always did, and she hoped it wouldn't always. "I'm not worried about them. I'm more concerned for you, I mean, you took a pretty bad beat." She managed a small smile. "You know. I've been trying desperately to get you to realize that the way I act with others around is all an act. Not a bit of it is true." She looked down at her small bony hands, wringing them nervously and picking at her nails. Kat's shoulders slumped slightly as a moment of silence chilled around them, causing her thin black hair to curtain around her heart-shaped face.

Kat sat there for another moment, debating, then a smile played her thin cherry lips, "I want to know you. Even if you don't want to know me." She didn't look up, she kept her deep espresso colored eyes downcast on her hands, which were still sickeningly pale as she wrung them. She stopped the nervous movement and began to spin the silver Celtic band around her middle finger, letting it run gently over the tip of the scar that ran down her left hand. She watched the ring as it spun, over the past two years she had memorized every detail of the silver ring, loving each knot that wrapped around it.

Without lifting her head, Kat's eyes danced to Aaron's face then to the half of the chocolate frog he held out to her. She smiled triumphantly and sat up, taking the chocolate as she did so. "Your mother is a wise woman." She waited a moment in silence, then started, "You know, I should say 'thank you' here, but those words are so easily tossed around that they have no meaning. So I try not to say it, because it degrades the moment, it disrespects it." Her expression softened now, "So I'll remember this."

As she chewed on the piece of chocolate he had been kind enough to share with her, Kat's curiosity overwhelmed her. "What are your parents like?" She'd imagine they were different from her's, which left her to a whole span of possibilities.