Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, it belongs to the wonderful and talented J.K. Rowling. Cole and Cody belong to me. I do not own the song, What the Hell, it belongs to Avril Lavigne.

What the...

You say that I'm messing with your head (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All 'cause I was making out with your friend (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love hurts whether it's right or wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't stop 'cause I'm having too much fun (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I rolled over to see Marcus laying on the couch in the living room. I quietly got up and walked the three steps it took to reach the living room of his small apartment. I smiled at his sleeping figure. It made him look so young. I walked into the kitchen and tried to quietly make something for breakfast, but his arms wrapped around my waist as I opened the cupboard.

I turned in his arms and looked at his sleepy grin, his beautiful green eyes, and dishevelled brown hair. I pushed a stray strand of hair away from his eyes and kissed his lips softly before turning.

"Eggs?" I asked brightly. He stared at my back. I sighed and leaned into his strong grip.

You're on your knees
Begging please
Stay with me
But honestly
I just need to be a little crazy

"They'll get over it, Katie," he said in my ear. I shrugged.

"You don't know my parents," I said.

My parents were super strict. I was of age, only seventeen and Marcus nineteen, but I'd be eighteen soon. They didn't want me to date him. They said it wasn't right that he dated me, but I protested and they got pissed and I ended up at Marcus's for the night.

"Just give them time to cool off," he said, going over to unplug his phone. I sprayed the pan and put it on the stove. "You okay?" I nodded and kept my back to him as I mixed up the eggs. "Katie." At the sound of my name, I put the egg down and turned to face him.

"I'm of age, they can't tell me what to do, so just drop it," I said. He raised his eyebrows, but didn't press it.

I finished the eggs and put them on the small table. He read the Daily Prophet as we ate and I flipped through one of his Quidditch magazines. Every minute or so, I'd glance up to see him look away. Hmm...

All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking what the hell
All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me, you can't save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good but now, whoa, what the hell

What... what... what... What the hell?

I was alone now, except for his huge German Shepard, Duke. Marcus was at practice. I sat down on the couch and opened my school book. I was going to try and study it, but I couldn't. I couldn't focus. I looked around the apartment. Some of my things were here, like my dolphin collection and some clothes.

I stood. His apartment was a mess. I started straightening it up, throwing a load of clothes into the washer, made the bed, picked up the cups that littered the living room. I ran the dishwasher and put the magazine's away before straightening up the bathroom.

"Katie?" a voice called from the living room. I walked out to see Marcus. "What have you been doing?"

"I was bored," I said simply.

"I can tell," he said, surveying the room before turning back to me. "Maybe you should be bored more often." I smiled and shrugged.

So what if I go out on a million dates (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You never call or listen to me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I rather rage than sit around and wait all day (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Don't get me wrong. I just need some time to play-ay (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I followed Marcus into "Stuff 'n Stuff", his friend's, Cody, store. The blonde Australian appeared.

"Bloody bell," he muttered. I smiled and fingered all the things wizards found fascinating, but I'd grown up with.

I picked up a yo-yo that was supposed to be "fascinating", but I'd never been able to make it come back up the string, it always unravelled on me and I got pissed at it. There were dolls, Barbies, Kens, Bratz, whatever the hell else kids were playing with these days. I stared at one of the Barbies and frowned. Barbie did not have tattoos, and there was more than one!

"Want it?" Cody asked. I jumped and put the doll back and wrinkled my nose in disgust.

"Hardly," I said. I moved on to the stuffed animals and found a horse. I waved Cole, Cody's brother, over. "How much is this?"

"Just a Galleon," he said. I dug the money out of my pocket.

"Don't let Marcus know," I said as he handed it to me in a bag. He winked.

"No problem," he said and put the money in the cash register as Marcus and Cody talked in the backroom.

You're on your knees
Begging please
Stay with me
But honestly
I just need to be a little crazy

"What'd you buy now?" Marcus asked once we were back at his apartment. I shrugged and handed the bag to him.

"You tell me," I said. He pulled out the black and white stuffed horse before smiling and looking at me. "That's what Witch looks like, right?" I asked, naming the horse that was at his parents ranch. He nodded.

"Yeah," he muttered and stuck the horse on the table before pulling me to him and kissing me. "You are coming with me to my parents next week, right?" I stared at him.

"Seriously?" I asked. He nodded. "My parent's will never let me go, though, and I don't have a passport or anything." He snorted.

"Who said you needed a passport, whatever the hell that is. We don't fly in a plane, we use magic. Besides, since when do you care about what your parents tell you what to do?" he asked, taking my hand and leading me to the couch. My mind was reeling.

All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking what the hell
All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me
You can save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good but now, whoa, what the hell

"But, I'd have to pack and organize, and what about Scotty? What would I do with him?" I asked and at the sound of his name, my Scottish dog jumped into my lap and Duke laid by Marcus's feet.

"Take him like I am Duke," he said. "Please?" I smiled at him. Marcus Flint, begging?

"Okay," I said and stood. "I have to get started on packing then."

"It's not for another week," he said, pulling me onto his lap. I turned and gave him a look.

"Yeah, but I have to pack for you too!" I said and scrambled off his lap. He followed me into the bedroom and tackled me onto the bed. I laughed as he tickled me. "Marcus Nathan Flint!" I managed to gasp out as Scotty jumped up and licked my face and Duke tackled Marcus.

Marcus propped himself up onto his left elbow and looked at me. I smiled at him and kissed his lips before pulling Scotty to me. I was going to Nevada!

La la la la la la la la... Woah... Woah...
La la la la la la la la... Woah... Woah...

You say that I'm messing with your head
Boy, I like messing in your bed
Yeah, I am messing with your head
When I'm messing with you in bed

I straightened my top on the ride over to my parents. Marcus gave me a side long glance, but didn't say anything. I fussed with my hair as he pulled into their driveway. I got out and stood there, decked out in a pair of jeans, a violet Cable tunic, and fur boots.

We walked into my house and found my parents having coffee and playing a game of Rumi in the kitchen. I cleared my throat and they looked up in shock. Mom smiled warmly at me, but Dad glared at Marcus.

"I have something to tell you," I said quietly. Marcus put his arm around me. "I'm going to Nevada to meet Marcus's parents next week and you can't stop me."

"You're meeting them so soon?" Dad grumbled.

"That's wonderful," Mom said. What happened to her?

"We've been dating for almost a year, Dad, and I've never met them. You can't stop me. I'm of age."

"You spend the night at his house, you might as well be married and now you're meeting his parents and telling us what we can and cannot do? What has he done to you?" he demanded, standing. I cowered next to Marcus's side.

"Harold!" Mom hissed.

"I'm sorry, sir, but she is of age and an adult in the wizardry world," Marcus said smoothly. Dad stared at him like he had suddenly grown a tail or something.

"Well, she's not here and she's not going," he said. I pulled away from Marcus and planted myself in front of him.

"You've bossed me around for my entire life and I'm done with it, Dad, I'm going and I'm never coming back for you, I'll be back for Mom, not you. Goodbye, Dad, I hope your life of hating me is wonderful," I said. "Bye, Mom."

"Bye, Katie, have fun," she said, giving Dad a cold look. I took Marcus's hand and pulled him from the room. I was a free woman now!

All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking what the hell (what the hell)
All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about (I don't care about)
All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking what the hell
All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about. (if you love me)
If you love me (no), if you hate me (no)
You can save me, baby, baby (if you love me)
All my life I've been good but now, whoa, what the hell

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