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McKenzie shook her head, fists clenching until the knuckle bones shown white. She looked straight at him, her eyes cold. "No Michael. You may have manipulate Dumbledore into holding the dance, you may have manipulated me into going with you to begin with, but you will not manipulate me again. If I go to the dance, I will go alone. This whole mess tonight started because Faith found out I was going with you. You and your... stupid... plans to get us together... they aren't working and it's about ******** time I do this on my own. If she wants me, she'll let me know. But I'm tired of this. I'm tired of making her think I'm playing with her heart." Her voice had dropped to a deadly cold tone. "Now please Michael... get out."

McKenzie's fists clenched harder, her nails digging into her palms and drawing blood. Her voice quavered with anger as her eyes shifted between colors. "No Faith. I'm not going. Not going with Michael, not going with you. I'm not going to be forced to do s**t just because you want it. His heart won't be broken. He's just sad that he didn't get his ******** way!" She could feel her muscles rippling as her rage grew. "I have no interest in him. I'm not going not because of you... but because of me. I'm standing up for myself for once Faith. And I don't give a ******** if you object."

Kathryn stood in front of the mirror dressed as good as she could get. Her brown hair was frost lightly on the top, spiked perfectly with gel. Forgoing her glasses for contacts she wore light eye-shadow, her lips lightly colored.

She was dressed in dark blue dress slacks that fit her nicely if she said so herself. A silver silk button down shirt with a dark navy tie and a dark blue vest/jacket combo finished things nicely along with her black shoes with sligh heels and dimeond stud earings

Over all she looked good. She looked like a RavenClaw if anything.

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Sighing she grabed her gigtar case. She was appart of the live band. Both in playing and singing. Hell, she had to sing a number of songs on her own.

Walking out of her room she ignored the shock looks she got from the others in the common room. After all, non of them seen her in anything but her robes, or jeans and t-shirts.

Moving down the hall she headed to the great hall were the ball was being held. Moving to the stage she help set up

Kathryn had, while playing, been keeping a careful eye on Faith and her brother. It was during a break that she noticed a odd glint in Michael's eyes right before he spoke to Faith.

It was enough to make the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.
Excusing herself from the other members of the band she moved silently to fallow Faith, Michael and Madame Pomphrey.

Watching as the Malfoy male cast a spell on Pomphrey before casting Avada Kadava onto Faith, the girl falling lifelessly at his feet.

Raw anger bubbled in her gut, while unlike Faith or Mckenzie she couldnt transform into a warewolf, she sure in hell could do something about this. She fallowed them all the way to the bedroom. And once Faith's body was on the bed she charged - Shouting something in french

"La baise de mère tordue sanglante!!"

With sudden speed and power she tackled 'Michael' to the ground, proceading to punch him repeatedly in the face and chest, growling deeply and all the while saying "Vous l'avez tuée! Vous baisant l'avez tuée! Vous armez fait face à baise!"

[1] "Bloody twisted mother ********] "You killed her! You ******** killed her! You c**k faced ********!"

Kathryn winced as she was suddenly picked up and slamed against the wall, the impact jussalling her still mending wounds. "That laying, coward of a bleedin' bastured killed Faith! Used a bloody damn Forbidden Curse on her.." She struggled, trying hard not to cough up what ever was making it hard to breath. "Faith called him Polyjuice in the hall just before he used Avada Kadava on her" She coughed out with a wince, damning her potions for wearing off at that moment.

She struggled even more as her cold eyes landed on the tearful boy. "Bloody ******** coward! Your nuttin' your dead meat, I'll kill you for what you did ya yella belly kiss ********!"

Kathryn while in a great deal of pain herself lung at Michael again, tackling him once more to the ground "Lying peice of trash! I saw the whole ******** thing" She said, growling deeply while muttering volgur and harsh words in French and Celtic. If Kathryn could turn into a ware like Faith or McKenzie there was little doubt that 'Michael' would be dead

"I saw you drink a potion to transform yourself back to the illusion you are now you peice of s**t" She spat in his face. Before she proseeded to once more beat the s**t out of him

Kathryn coughed deeply, coughing up blood. ********, there went her rips, right into her lung again. She watched as McKenzie ran out. And with the help of the wall the irish girl stood, her wand sliding easly into her hand.

"Come out and play Polyjuice.." She spat with a bitter chuckle. Wallace can go get the headmaster. She was gonna stay and protect Faith's body if it killed her.

She gave a twisted grin. "You must of thought while leaving the ball that with Wallace not around to protect Faith you had a clear shot. But boy, did you ******** up. You forgot to accont on any other people looking out for Faith. Poor you"