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Chapter 10:

Katie stood there frozen after Marcus left, tears streaming down her face. "Katie are you okay? What happened?" a concerned Oliver Wood asked her, appearing out of nowhere and placing a hand on her shoulder.

"He broke up with me" was all Katie managed to say still looking off into the distance. She couldn't believe that this had happened. He had left her.

"Marcus?" he asked her in a quiet voice. "Do you love him?" His voice sounded emotional.

"Yeah, He… just… sort of snuck up on me. He got under my skin and no matter what I did, I just couldn't shake him." She said turning her attention to Oliver. Katie did her best to wipe the tears from her eyes with her jacket sleeves.

"Once you fall in love with someone, I don't know if you can ever shake them" he said in a knowing voice. He would know best; she did break his heart. She felt guilt twist in her stomach, knowing that she shouldn't be venting to Oliver about this. He was her ex, and she had chosen someone else.

"Do you think Marcus and I will ever be able to talk like this, like friends?" Katie asked him, trying not to sound too hopeful.

"I think you can either be friends with someone or in love with them, but not both." Oliver said shaking his head. She knew it was his way of saying that he couldn't be friends with her, and she understood.

The next month flew by and Katie hadn't so much as heard a word from Marcus, she often sent letters, but Capone would always fly back with the letter still attached to him. He had turned his back on her when she needed him the most. Katie hadn't confronted her family about knowing the truth. She wasn't sure how to approach the situation.

Katie had told Alicia everything about her family, knowing that she needed to vent to someone. Eventually agreeing to visit Alicia's home and stay for the weekend so she could get advice.

"Who spends three years pining after a girl just to dump her?" Alicia asked to no one in particular. "You need to let him go." She said after a while. For a moment she pondered what it would be like to give it all up.

"Alicia, I've tried." She had done everything she could to let him go, but most nights she would spend crying in her room. Katie felt awful that she hadn't even cried this much over her own mother. "He loved me too early, and I loved him too late."

When Katie arrived home that night, the lights were off at her home. Confused she walked through the house clutching her wand to her side. "Dad" she called out in the eerie quite house. Hearing a muffling sound from the living room she turned around the corner. Walking into the room she saw her grandfather on the floor "Dad!" She screamed running over to him frantically.

"Quick Katie grab onto me" He reached his hand out, by the time she grabbed it she felt a hand tug on her from behind, and then everything was spinning. Katie was suddenly in a damp dark room, she let go of her grandfather's arm whirling around. Standing there was her dad, his long hair pushed backwards out of his face.

Then it came to her, trusting the instinct. Grasping her wand, she made a slashing movement of her wrist she yelled "Sectumsempra." A white light shot out from her wand and hit her father; and he went flying backwards smacking the ground.

There was so much blood, it was spurting out of his chest. Frantically trying his best stop the blood flowing out of his body, hands stained a dark red. Her grandfather walked up to her and said "Imperio" holding his wand out at her. Katie felt a calming sensation run through her, starting to get foggy. In the back of her head, she heard Marcus's voice "You are the best influence on me. You are good and I need a little good in my life. Cause without it there's an awful lot of darkness."

Katie stood still as the fogginess went away. Had her grandfather just used one of the unforgiving curses on her? Had she been able to repel the effects of it? She was stunned not knowing what to do, other then stand there very still.

Her father was gasping on the floor as her grandfather walked up to him. She connected eyes with him. Her father's eyes widened knowing she wasn't under the influence of the curse, the look he gave her, was all she needed to know. Katie had to pretend it was working, she nodded her head remaining still.

"My boy, you've gotten yourself in quite a jam, this time huh. How does it feel to have your own daughter be the one to kill you? You'd be surprised at the right time and the right place, people can be capable of anything, sometimes they just need a little persuasion." Her grandfather said in a menacing voice. He walked up to her dad looking down at him with disgust as her father cried in pain. "Stop sniveling you sack of shit. Stop this rubbish. You still haven't changed a bit, still the whiny little Gryffindor brat that slithered out of your mom's filth." Her grandfather kicked him in the stomach.

"You know how I survived all these years? Fear. The spectacle of formidable acts. Somebody upsets me, I cut off his tongue. If they rise against me, then I cut off their head and stick it on a pike. That way everyone can see, that's what sustains the balance of things. Your wife wanted to upset that balance, by telling everyone about the muggle filth you stuck your dick into, so I killed her. I always find myself cleaning up for your messes."

"You... framed me" Her dad whispered shock written on his face. "You gave me false memories."

"How does it feel, knowing that I've been using your daughter to do my bidding for The Dark Lord, although she didn't do the best job giving that traitor Igor Karkaroff that cursed item" Cassius cackled. "Besides that, your daughter is so talented; did you know she's able to do the Imperius Curse? She's even done it on a few of her fellow students." That couldn't be true right? Was that why she would wake up not knowing where she was? Had she been doing the same thing to other students? "Unlike you, we raised her in America, where falling in love with filthy muggles is illegal."

Katie didn't know what to do, he was more powerful than her, she didn't stand a chance. Then she heard another voice in the back of her head, telling her that she was a Gryffindor, she should be courageous.

"Sectumsempra." A white light shot out from her wand and hit grandfather who was caught off guard. Katie had better aim that time shooting him directly in the neck. He clutched at the back of his neck willing it to stop profusely bleeding. He was wheezing and choking on his own blood by the time Katie kicked his wand out of his hand. Blood gushed from his mouth as he tried to speak, and then he fell limp to the ground. Unmoving, his eyes vacantly looking at the ceiling.

She had killed him; Katie Bell had murdered someone and not just anyone her grandfather, the man who raised her. She ran over to her dad who was crumpled on the floor, placing her wand over his chest and chanted "Vulnera Sanentur" The blood stopped flowing out of him "Vulnera Sanentur" his wounds started to heal "Vulnera Sanentur" and soon his skin was knitting together.

"Are you okay?" She choked out. He sat up gasping for air.

"We need to get out of here" He tried to sit up, but he was still too weak. Falling backwards into a puddle of his own blood, Katie steadied his body as best as she could so he could sit up.

"You need to apparate yourself out of here, I'll find a way out." Katie urged her father. It took a couple minutes of arguing but he final agreed disappearing into thin air.

Katie made her way out of the room, carefully walking around corners. Not wanting to be caught wherever she was. She could hear a commotion coming from outside, as she made her way through a door to a warehouse with dim lighting.

The light gave her a sense of security, but she knew it was just and illusion. If there's light, then you can see what's coming for you easier. As she walked into the room, two men rounded the corner spotting Katie. They stood tall in black robes, along with grey skull masks on their face. Then she heard it, a deep all too familiar voice. "Avada Kedavra" The Death Eater on the right shouted, surprising pointing the wand not at her, but the other death eater. A green light materialized out of his wand and the other Death Eater screamed in pain before falling to the ground dead, having no time to defend themselves.

"Katie" She knew that voice. It was then that she realized what Marcus had meant by his warnings. He had just killed a man to save her, like she had done not moments before. The bodies were piling up now and it was all because of her. He could be evil, cruel, and dangerous, yet he was completely in love with her.

He ripped of the mask and ran to her, pulling her into his arms. Katie smiled at him and he smiled back, at first just a quirk of the lip and then a real smile. She was everything to him, brave, intelligent, witty, and gorgeous. And he knew that his eyes said it all. They held each other for a while, her face tucked into his chest with his chin over her head. Marcus held her to him with one arm around her waist and the other holding the back of her head.

"We need to get out of here" she pleaded urgently.

"I can't" he said shaking his head with disappointment.

She needed to convince him, needed to get him away. "Marcus this isn't who you are, I know you think this is the right thing to do but it's not trust me, there's always another way."

He pulled back from her staring into his eyes "Katie no matter where I go, he will find me." He pulled up his sleeve showing that the Dark Mark was dark as night. "Katie, you need to get out of here, otherwise everything I sacrificed will be for nothing."

"Marcus, I can't do this without you." She begged grabbing his hand in her own. "This isn't you Marcus, why can't you see that."

Getting frustrated he raised his voice "How many people do I have to kill before you realize that were fighting a war." Raising his arms in the air to emphasize the point. He sounded cold and distant.

"Were not soldiers Marcus." She could hear glass shattering and people screaming outside, a fierce battle was just outside those doors.

"Exactly, you aren't a solider so get out of here." He said urgently dragging her through the warehouse and out a set of doors. The moon shown from above casting a light over the field around them. An intense battle was in the distant. He pulled her to a stop and faced her. Marcus not being able to form any words for a moment then said, "I never got to thank you."

"For what?" she asked as a tear spilled from her eye.

For a moment, as Marcus looked toward her, their gazes met and something electric happened between them. Katie could feel the tingles going through her body "For loving me." Marcus said in a soft voice. She felt the irresistible pull get stronger, and she wanted to be held. She wanted him to hold her.

She put her arms around his neck, and for a moment she just held on. I strength came back to her, like a torch flaring in the wind. "and I want to thank you for giving me everything I've always wanted. A love that consumed me. There's nothing more I could want, other than it lasting forever."

Suddenly, Marcus's lips curved up in a singularly magnificent smile, he locked his arms around her, and they each held on as tightly as possible. "The fact that I get to know that I was loved, by you, Katie Bell, is a fulfilled life." Katie hoped that one day, she'd see him again.

She wanted to tell him that she understood him now, in a way she never had with anyone else. He'd torn down all the barriers and put his heart in her hands. She realized that in his arms she felt a sense of peace and security. Of belonging, completely to him. He was her soul mate.

Maybe she would be fortunate enough that there was a magic greater than any charm or potion could brew. Maybe if two people were meant to be together than nothing could keep them apart.

Katie placed her hand on the back of his neck and pulled her to him. She could see herself reflected in his eyes. Moving even closer, she kissed him. She wound her fingers in his hair pulling him to her. He paused for a moment and her eyes opened and he smiles, and she smiles back. She felt an incredible amount of love for him. It was golden and warm.

Before she could say another word, he had slipped something in her hand, looking down she noticed it was wrapped in a piece of fabric. Unwrapping it her fingers touched the small locket, and then she was spinning. Her body flung in a circle holding onto the locket tightly she sailed through the air. He had given her a port key before she could tell him she loved him, one last time.

Katie stood on the quidditch pitch outside of Hogwarts, dropping to her knees and pounding on the ground, screaming at the heavens. He was gone. He had always been there for her, and that had been all she ever needed. For some reason, it didn't feel real. Overtime she realized that it was real, he was gone. And little by little. She gradually felt something inside of her die. Katie had a feeling that she would be different from now on, she could never go back to the person she had been. She was afraid to live in a world without Marcus.

Marcus hung his head, standing in the spot that he had last seen her. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up, his friend Terrence Higgs stood there in his black robes. Giving his best attempt at a smile, he nods his head, understanding.

"I left her." He whispered to his friend.

Terrence gave his friends shoulder a squeeze "That's why she's still alive."

When Marcus was younger, he wasn't afraid of anything. Not even the slightest fear of dying. Then he met Katie and it all changed. He started to think that he wanted to survive. For the first time when he thought of death it scared him. He had never felt that kind of paralyzing fear before. She was his other half and he longed to see her again.

But perhaps the biggest tragedies in love stories are not the tales of star crosses lovers, perhaps it's the stories of the ones who were all too perfect for each other and were torn apart by the world.

AN: If you'd like me to do a second part, just let me know!

"We've all got both light and darkness inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are." — Sirius Black, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix