A/N: Part II is fanon, so give me a prompt and a pairing and I'll write it.
For Beebee, who wanted Marcus/Firenze. Methinks thou dost have a centaur fetish. :]
WARNING: slash, (?) half-bestiality
If Wishes Were Bowtruckles
Part II: XXI
Marcus wasn't in Hogwarts when the old fool hired a centaur for the first time. He had graduated well before that, and he knew that there was a slim-to-none chance that the two of them would ever meet.
Well, ever meet again, that is. Marcus wouldn't really call the other time a "meeting," perchance; more like a "Hey, I was passing through the Forbidden Forest and I happened to see you wanking and I thought it was really hot even though you're a centaur" sort of thing.
That was an excellent name for it.
Nothing had ever happened, of course; Marcus doubted the centaur had even seen him.
Still, it didn't stop Marcus from wishing that he had gotten held back two more years. Divination always had been his worst subject, and he knew he would've required extra lessons.