First of all, this is a yaoi story (in other words, boy on boy). If you don't like it, take your business elsewhere. Secondly, I do not own Harry Potter. End of discussion. Thirdly, this is a marriage law fan fiction. I apologize if it sucks horribly but I'm trying my best. Fourthly, this is a work in progress. There may be days where I go without posting seeing as how I'm very busy. Lastly, the idea behind the story:
Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint are being forced to marry. They abhor each other. Back in their school days, there was a spark and some risqué situations but since, there's been nothing. They hate the idea of marrying each other but I have a feeling their love will grow into something else ;)
Also, I switch point of views between the two. It might be one chapter as Oli and the next as Marcus or I might flip flop in the middle of the chapter. I promise that you'll know when it happens. Please bear with me as I create my first marriage law fan fiction.
Force My Love, Force My Hand
~Oliver~
I remember the day it happened. I remember that letter. I remember how I felt. I remember the hate, dread and disgust knotting in my stomach. I remember it all.
~Marcus~
I was outraged. How could they set me up with someone like Oliver Wood? Was this some kind of sick joke the Ministry was trying to play? Or at least, that's how I felt when I first found out.
~Oliver~
What an arse! I hate him! I wish he would die!
~Marcus~
I would give anything to push him off the fucking London bridge!
~Oliver~
I love him. I want him. I need him. All of him. I want, need, wish for him to want me. Please, gods, make him love me.
~Marcus~
If only he knew. I would do anything for him to see how I feel. Will he feel the same way? Does he crave me as much as I crave him?
DunDunDun…
This was my prologue. More will be posted soon ^_^
Love,
Hannya (^_^)
P.S.
The above emote is my version of a chubby kid, which I am.