Chapter Eight: Blow Me Away
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Author's Note: This fanfiction is going to be different from my other stories. This begins during Chamber of Secrets and goes up until three years after the Dark War. So, pay attention the time, so you don't get confused. Some of the chapters are other Marcus Flint/Katie Bell stories, just with more changes and deleted scenes added. Okay, I make the American Final an event where teams from all different complete with their regular league team, then after that the national team in formed.
Bold: Flashback
Time: Harry Potter and Goblet of Fire
Genre: Romance, Drama, and Friendship
Rating: PG-13
The American Final: Hawaii, July
Marcus threw his bag down on the hotel bed. He was glad that they didn't have to stay in a tent like a lot of people. He heard a soft knock on the door. "Come in."
His thirteen-year-old sister, Haley entered. "Hey." She sat down on the bed.
Marcus and Haley looked very much alike. Both were tall and slim, but strong from years of playing Quidditch. They had the same dark hair that got wavy when it was long. They had the same chocolate, brown hair and a fair complexion.
Marcus looked at her. "Who said you could sit on my bed?" he asked in a mocking voice.
Haley looked innocently at him. "I did."
Marcus reached over to his duffle bag. "Well, I'm going to change."
Haley crossed her legs and stared at him. "So, I've seen you in your boxers before."
Marcus nodded. "True."
Haley pulled his schedule off the nightstand and looked at it. "You don't play until four." She looked at his watch which was lying on the bed. "And it's only noon."
"Um, going over the game plan. People do tend to do that."
Haley blinked and looked at the schedule. "No, you just want to make out with Katie."
Marcus pulled his shirt off and threw it on the ground. "No."
"So, you don't want to kiss Katie?"
"I never said that."
Haley watched him as he pulled his wife beater over his head. "Well, she is better than Avril."
Marcus does not respond.
"Come on, we all know what she wanted you for."
Marcus turned to his sister. "How do you know about that?"
Haley smiled. "I just know."
"You haven't?"
Haley made a face. "Of course not."
Marcus rolled his eyes.
Haley's eyes light up. "I know why you want to go!"
"Why?"
"You're stomach's calling."
No answer.
"You're losing sight of your reasons. Steady your hand and fall in line."
Marcus does not understand.
"Just focus on the task."
Marcus nodded. "Gotta ya'."
He headed toward the door and was almost there when Haley called for him.
"Marcus?"
He stopped and turned. "Yeah?"
"Try not to get hurt again." She looked concerned.
"I'm not going to get hurt."
She looked at him with pleading eyes. "Promise?"
"I promise."
He left the room.
"If you touch her, I'll kill you," Oliver hissed to Flint one Tuesday afternoon in Charms class.
Marcus looked innocently at the front of the room. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Katie."
"Katie who?"
Wood fought the urge to hit the other boy. "Don't play dumb. I know that's hard for you."
Marcus turned and looked at Wood. "You never did answer my question."
"Katie Bell."
"The little blond Chaser?"
"Yes."
Marcus looked away. "It's none of your business who I flirt with."
Wood came up out of his seat. He reached inside his robes for his wand. This time he was going to do more damage than the punch did.
"I wouldn't do that if I was you." Wood glared at Marcus, who had his wand pointed at him. "You know you can't beat me."
Wood looked at the ancient clock. There was enough time for one smart comment. "Besides, everyone knows you're such a flirt anyway. You never commit to one girl."
Wood rushed out the door before Marcus could curse him.
In all of the talks that Marcus and Katie had, he had forgotten to mention that little part. He thought that she didn't need to know the heart of everything. Although, he didn't get with Katie to make Wood jealous. It was just one of those things that happened.
He was in the lobby now. To his left, two people were whispering. They looked familiar, so he just assumed that they were wizards.
"It's getting stronger," one hissed.
The other rolled his eyes. "If you want to run, do it. I'm staying. Only the strongest will survive and lead. The weak will run and hide while the strong save them all."
"The wind will blow me away then."
"It most certainly will."
Marcus walked away. He played no mind to the words. After all, Haley was right about something. He was going to meet Katie.
Updates are going to be slow...So be patient. This chapter will have meaning in later chapters.
