Hey everyone. This is for the Chocolate Truffle Craze Challenge on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I choose to write for /Peel the task was to include a steamy scene. (Does not have to be smut.). I kinda wanted to see where the idea for of a one sided Marcus/George fic took me. And writing it from Marcus' POV pretty much means that it's going to be smutty. So here are the warnings. It is a slash fic so if you don't like slash please turn back now. Masterbation is hinted at once or twice in this fic. There is also hints of sexual tension and almost acts in the story. So you have been warned. If you are brave and willing to read past this point I hope you all enjoy. Is a follow up to I'll Never Tell and it's companion fic from George Weasley's POV A Shock to the System. Without further ado here is Mine.

I had walked back to the school a little while after George had left the changing room. I did have some business to take care before going to the school after all. I watched him as usual from vantage point at the Slytherin table. I smirked as I caught him looking back this time. I licked my lips and mouthed, "Your mine."

I saw him do a double take at this and quickly look away.

"What are you doing Marcus?" asked Blaise as he Draco watched me play with the Weasely twin I was obsessed over.

"Just playing some mind games with the Gryffindors," I told them as I dug into my food. I continued to watched him though. George Weasley. I smirked as he looked over yet again.

"Mine," I mouthed at him.

I laughed as he and his twin quickly left the Great Hall throwing me dirty looks. I guess he told his twin about the little kiss we shared in the changing room. God I wished it was more. I groaned as I felt the arousal from earlier return. I finished eating my food in front of me quickly and left the table soon after the twins had.

After taking care of what I had to take care of I walked the corridors of the school looking for some little kids make cry. I wasn't walking long before I came upon the one person I was hoping to come across.

"Don't you dare come near me," George Weasley hissed going for his wand. "I don't want any part in your little game, Flint."

"Oh," I laughed, "but I think you do."

I pushed him into the alcove adjacent to where we were standing. My hands gripped his hips tightly and I heard him whimper at the pain my hands were eliciting from him. I smirked at him licking my lips yet again.

"Don't..." was as far as I let him get.

I pressed my lips to his for the second time that day in bruising kiss. My hands roamed over his well toned body as I felt him struggle to get away from me. I started to play with hem of his shirt eliciting a sharp gasp from him. My tongue quickly darted into his mouth hungerily searching his as though he was the only thing I needed to live.

A moan escaped my lips as his hand battered my chest. I chuckled against his lips if he thought beating against was going to gain him freedom from this he had another thing coming to him.

He managed to pull his face away from mine after a bit.

"What do you think..."

I pushed my lips back on his again. Feeling the need for him taking over yet again. All thought of what I was doing left my mind as I grip his backside pulling him closer against me so that there was no room between our bodies.

This time he was the one to moan into the kiss. I smirked against his lips. Maybe if I just kept doing this he'd give me what I needed. What I wanted from him. I started to grind up against him as I got more into the kiss hand gripping tighter to him. As though holding on for dear life.

"What the heck is going on here?" someone yelled from outside our little alcove.

I smirked as George Weasley pulled away from me and followed his brother Percy more than likely telling him what I had done to just now and earlier on. I saw him look back as they reached the end of the corridor.

"Mine," I mouthed at him again licking my lips and looking him up and down.

I stormed down to the Slytherin common room. I had to get him somewhere where we wouldn't be interrupted by his family and any other person who happened to come around. That night I went to sleep with dreams of George Weasley crying my name in my head.

I hope those of you who read this enjoyed Mine. I might just end up making this one a multi-chapter and not I'll Never Tell. This is my first time writing Slash smut so I hope I didn't do to horribly.