Hi this is my first fic so please be nice and review! Random idea that I had and felt the need to write down the characters aren't really right at the beginning but it does go somewhere and then it works! R&R plz!

Wishful Thinking

"Beat you" gasped Septimus, almost collapsing on the floor as he said it.

"Guess you did" replied Marcia

Septimus had Marcia pinned to the floor, held there by invisible restraints. Septimus liked it when he beat Marcia at things, but mainly he liked being better than everyone else.

"Are you going to let me up?" asked Marcia impatiently, "Or am I just going to have to lie here?"

"Sorry" said Septimus and he released the barriers.

"Well, I think you're going to pass the practical", said Marcia, getting to her feet, "but your still there's room for improvement, you're defence is still a bit weak."

"What", said Septimus outraged, "I beat you! That means I'm better than you! You can't tell me what to do, when I'm better than you! You can't teach me because I've beaten you!"

"Septimus", Marcia said calmly, "I would have expected better from you, you may be better than me at this but I am still your teacher and I shall continue to instruct you until the end of your apprenteship"

Septimus immediately felt ashamed, "I'm sorry, I just got.... carried away and I was pleased that I beat you and.... I'm sorry"

"That's quite alright, now as I was saying your defence is a bit weak. Shall we practice again"

"Alright" said Septimus.

They began again. Septimus threw a Stun Curse at Marcia but she deflected it, they began to circle each other throwing curses sometimes. Until Septimus took his chance when Marcia's defences were down and threw a flash of light ahead of him and dived at her pinning her arms to her sides. Marcia sent an electric current threw her skin and Septimus immediately let her go. But before she had time to get to her feet he pulled her arms behind her, and using his size advantage trapped her in an arm lock.

"Ouch" exclaimed Marcia, "this is supposed to be Magykal defence not bloody martial arts!"

"Ha" laughed Septimus, "your still cross because I'm taller than you now!"

Septimus had grown dramatically in a short space of time and now, at the age of 15 he was 6 foot 2 and a lot taller than Marcia. He was also a lot bigger than her, Marcia was small framed and thin and Septimus was muscular. He liked to press this advantage whenever he could.

"Take a break" Marcia said

"Are you tired?" taunted Septimus

"No", said Marcia irritably "I need a cigarette"

"Hmm" was all Septimus managed to reply. Septimus had learned two years ago that Marcia was a habitual smoker. He had also found out that the reason he had only found out two years ago was because while he was still young Marcia had tried not to smoke around him as he was, quote her 'too young to smoke' and she didn't want him near the stuff. Now Septimus was older he also understood a variety of other things that he hadn't before, like about all the gentlemen that Marcia had claimed were business men that were up in her rooms were doing. And it was a little more than talking, some of them were indeed businessmen that Marcia had met whilst at a committee meeting or at a conference but they defiantly were not chatting about business, well at least not about the business that they should have been discussing.

Marcia had once told him not to mix business with pleasure, what a hypocrite he thought to himself. Sometimes he hoped she would act more responsibly. But that was only wishful thinking.

This does go somewhere, but kinda weird intro sort of thing

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