Hmmmmm more past things pulling into play.....perhaps this will reveal why Poor little Sky was snatched?
Warning: sorta slashy. MFOW ish.....not a whole lot though.......
I'm sorry if this stuff gets comfusing, I'm tring to wor out the kinks. reviews much needed. thanx Told in Marcus pov.
lexx
Marcus kept glancing through the window shades of the dusty apartment. The apartment was a last minute solution to get him and Nyah out of London and into hiding. Nyah had a friend who had offered the apartment for a time. A friend who made Marcus cringe. Oliver Wood. He could feel his stomach go sick as the thought. He remembered their seventh year at Hogwarts and Wood's feble attempt at romance.
Flasback......(again)
" I've had enough of this Wood." I tell him. I was going to tell him the truth. Get things straight once and for all. No more games. No more lies. I am through with these childish ways.
"Tell me Marcus." I demand looking into those dark passionate eyes. " Tell me the truth. Why are you here? You'd never come before.
I wish and want absolutely nothing to do with him. I never even touched the guy let alone have conversations with the guy. But somehow he manages to get to me. " We will never be. Ever Wood!"
Looking at him I try to not let my own selfish lust get the better of me. " I want to try. I want us to work." I place my hand on his strong shoulder. He pushed it away angrily. My hearts desire.
Why did he have to do that? I hated that. Now he is giving me that look. The sweet it's ok look. That look streams through my body, sending shivers through me. " Don't touch me Wood.
" I'm sorry."
Those words make my skin crawl. " I won't do it. I'm not like that."
I look into Marcus's eyes. I can see the pain and suffering. I long to wash it away. But I know better than that. He won't let me get close enough to him. I know what makes him this way. " It's her isn't it?" He sees nothing. Just stares his eye threatening. I can see his muscles tighten. I await the blow. But to my surprise he relaxes. His beautiful eyes soften.
I can see him looking at me again. Damn him. Damn him all to hell. I have no emotions towards him. Why does he still to this? " I won't hurt her."
I narrow my eyes, " like she hurt you."
I know what he is playing at. So what. She lied to me about her family. Everyone lies, she is only human. But her father told on mine. She lied. But it's over now. My dad is fine. No I won't let this interfere. This must be finished once and for all. " I..." My words are lost. I try again. He stops me, putting a tender hand to my mouth. Now he is kissing my forehead. I hate this. Something erupts from me. I push him away. " No. Stay away damnit." I hesitate. " Goodbye Wood."
Goodbye Marcus, My dear.
I walk away into a nearby empty room. I need to clear my head. As I entered I can feel my heartbeat. I stare blankly just a few feet away from me. A raven hair figure is before me.
I thought I was alone." Nyah" I whisper.
" I heard everything Marcus. I don't blame you. You deserve the best. I wish you the best."
Is she talking to me? I deserve better?
" I can't keep saying I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. But I guess I still did."
She guesses? I want to run to her and hold her and tell her it's all right and I forgive her. But I don't think she will forgive herself. " We all make mistakes Ny."
" Go. Be with Oliver if you so desire it." It's been months and she still can't look me in the eye.
" Don't say that." I yell. Each word dripping with anger."
" I won't let you forgive me. The wound I have inflicted on you is to deep to be healed."
She pauses glancing towards the door as if ready to run. " I'm going to leave now."
I capture her before she can leave. She tries to get away. But my strength is more than hers. I can forgive her. After all those bruise and mark is my fault. I hadn't of let my dad find out he would of never been able to hurt her, beat her. I don't have time to stop myself as I whisper to her taking her in my arms, ' I love you." Wait did I just say? Did I mean that?
Forcing a smile between her tears she says, " You know I love you. We can't be together. Our parents, our family..."
" They don 't have to know.' They don't. I know it can make this work but all she has to do is say yes.
" I don't think I understand."
" Nyah marry me." Did I just say that? I think I actually demanded that.
" How? How can it work?" Tears streamed down her face. I wiped them away with kisses. " We can run away. I'll join the team that made me an offer. I can play quidditch professionally."
" I start my job. You won't have to do all the work. You mean it really?"
" Yeah." I meant it.
That was about all I can handle. I could no longer contain myself. My lips begin to lay kiss after kiss on her. I worked my way down her neck and traced her shoulders with my fingers. And damn she pushed me so hard against the wall. But I didn't want her to be in control. As I kissed her lips I knew this was my one. Not Oliver. Nyah.
I remember when all this began. One day I had never felt so much joy in all my life, and the next I was heart broken.
" Marcus." She said to me. My beautiful wife. We lay in each other's arms in our new apartment. It was a nice size considering our nice budget. I was currently on the Cobra quidditch team. I was lucky to get on it. Wood made it on Puddlemere. As for Nyah, she opened a Witch and wizard clothesline. It was doing really good. She always wanted to be a designer.
" Marcus."
I looked down at her. She seemed a bit worried. " What is it?"
She bit her lip. " I'm pregnant."
The argument.
Marcus stared blankly at her for a moment. He could feel mixed emotions rushing to the surface. He didn't know which to act upon. His heart rose. Angry clouded his vision. And love and happiness produced a smile. His frown no curved slightly upward almost to a full smile. " Is this wise Nyah?"
"I knew this would be how you reacted." Nyah turned away. Leaving Marcus to stare frustrated at the back of her head.
" Well, what did you expect? A warm smile and a happy condolence?" Marcus went to reach for her arm.
Nyah got up quickly, with slight hesitation. " Marcus this is your child. What would you like me to do? Get rid of it"
" No, no, of course not. It just seems sudden. I mean we barely got out of my fathers wrath. I want this child Nyah. But I want it to be safe to."
" So do I." Nyah faced him shadows hiding her tears. She bit her lip. A sigh that she was worried. She turned away unable to look upon him. " That's why I'm leaving."
Marcus leapt from the bed. Now he was angry. Mostly confused and disturbed by the comment. " What do you mean your leaving?" He yelled shaking his fist at her.
Nyah stepped back. Her eyes were fixed on Marcus' hands. It was clear she was afraid. She swallowed she couldn't be afraid she thought to herself. " Just for a time. Till the baby is safe."
"It will be safe here. " Marcus snapped angrily.
Nyah shook her head. " No it won't. I do not want anyone to know about the baby. "
" Bloody hell! Why not?"
"It could be harmed."
Marcus glanced at his watch. Practice started in twenty minutes. The team was supposed to come in early." I have to go. Stay here." He commanded her. " I'll be back to finish this matter." Marcus didn't give her time to argue He grabbed his back and left. The door slamming behind him.
Nyah stared at the door in which Marcus had just disappeared into. She smiled quietly to her self. Then she got up to straighten the bed.
