A/N: I am a bad person. I know. I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to
post this. I blame it on the lack of inspiration. Though I did find it
once again by eating some cake. So this chapter is dedicated to that
wonderfully chocolaty cake. It knows who it is. Thanks again to the
reviewers. You helped me get through the misery of school.
Again I do not own Harry Potter and any idea that might be mentioned
somewhere else. I do own Marcus and some of the other characters you might
see within this story. Have fun and enjoy.
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Ginny peeled the skin off of the grape that she was holding, with her
teeth. Her expression was one of extreme concentration, though her
slightly crossed-eyes ruined the effect. Finally with one last slow turn
she removed the last of the skin and popped the grape into her mouth. She
looked up to see her boss' slightly puzzled face. "What?" She asked
indignantly, "It's the only way to eat grapes. It's not my fault you
offered my them."
Marcus shook his head sadly. "Virginia, I've been watching you peel grapes for the last ten minutes, and I haven't said a word. But enough is enough! What's brought my little angry ray of sunshine down into the doldrums?"
"Ten minutes? Really? I wouldn't have thought it had been that long. I do apologize, its just my mind has been kind of.well full." Marcus snorted, "Shush you! I'm not a happy woman today."
"I could tell. Now do tell me what made you so sad." He replied, for once leaving out a term of endearment.
"It's simply the complete lack of satisfaction in my life." She tipped her goblet towards herself, humming a muggle's song under her breath, as she peeked at the low level of wine. "And if peeling my grapes is the only way I can get some then by George I'm going to peel my grapes!" She states with determination and cleverly avoiding the question.
"I'm certainly not one to begrudge somebody else satisfaction, please do continue peeling my grapes." He pushed his fruit platter across the table towards her. Ginny smiles slightly and nodded her thanks. "So let me guess, this is between you and that Seamus guy? No, it couldn't be. You were like this right after your lunch break and throws that whole satisfaction comment completely out of context. It couldn't be Ron or Hermione because they're still on their honeymoon. Is it that Wide-eyed wonder boy again?" The look of contemplation quickly became replaced by a look of dawning horror.
Confusion passed across Ginny's face as she listened to Marcus. "Wide-eyed wonder boy? Who's tha-? Ohhhh, Harry! No it's not him again. I haven't seen him for a couple of months now. Could we maybe drop the whole subject?" This said with a bit of impatience.
"I don't think so Virginia my dear. Sorry love, but I'm like the root canal that doesn't ever seem to end."
Ginny laughed and shook her head slowly. "You're a strange man you know that?" She frowned slightly, 'I'm making to much sense right now. That can only mean one thing, it's time to start the heavier drinking.' She thought to herself. She looked at Marcus with a sigh. "You can stop playing stupid you know. I know you already know what's wrong. You aren't someone who needs things spelled out for him." Marcus looked at her with surprise. "Well usually. I don't even know how you could ever get into the club without me."
"I can't." He said sharply as his clueless mask of deception crumbled revealing a genuine look of relief. "I'm so glad you've figured that out. Do you have any idea how hard it is acting stupid all of the time? I was afraid I would be stuck that way." He shuddered at the thought. "Well Virginia I think we should experiment with the wonders of the cocoa bean."
"What on earth do you mean by 'the wonders of the cocoa bean'? I didn't think they allowed that type of experimentation here." Ginny asked slightly puzzled.
"They don't, but I wasn't referring to that type of pleasure me dear. I was referring to chocolate." A look of smug satisfaction twinkled in his eyes. "Which is something you do not indulge in as frequently as you should."
"But I can't! I'll balloon out and you don't want to see a bloated scary red headed she-devil." She argued trying to fend off the tempting suggestion.
"Oh you're not a she-devil, you're just depressed. Besides when you're in Rome, do as the Romans do." He said as if he was revealing a great secret. Marcus shook his dark head and sighed seeing Ginny's obvious confusion. "We're in the restaurant part so we eat." He said as if that was the most obvious thing. His hands spread out gesturing around the room. "Now for dessert."
Marcus moved the platter of fruit to one side of the table and knocked on the direct center of the carved circle. The circle sank for a few seconds before twisting until the other side was lying flat, revealing a painted image of a cat. The image was currently licking its paw. Marcus cleared his throat looking expectantly at the cat. "What? Can't a cat get some privacy here?" The cat stood up and stretched, "Let me guess. She needs chocolate?" It's tail flicking towards Ginny. "Don't worry sweats, who ever he is, he isn't worth making you miserable. Now if you'll excuse me both of your death by chocolates should be ready." With that the circle once again sank but this time another platform replaced it holding the two magnificent looking chocolate cakes1.
"Marcus, why does my dessert look like a tomb stone?" Ginny asked curiously after a few minutes of starting at the splendor before her.
"Well it is called death by chocolate for a reason. Wonderful isn't it?" Marcus eyes his with appreciation. "Now don't worry, you won't really die. We'll just use it as a symbol of your dead relationship. It's only fitting that it receive such a wonderful burial." With that he pulled him cake over to him and attacked it with fork and knife flying. As he pierced the wafer tombstone a deathly scream was released and it crumbled like an imploding building.
Ginny looked at his dessert in awe before she gently scooped some chocolate ice cream onto her spoon and into her mouth. "Mmmm, this is so good. How on earth did Anubis ever come up with something so creative?"
"He didn't. A group of Canadian chocoholics did. Now shush" Those were the last words until every last morsel of cake disappeared.
The circle once again sank and flipped around revealing the cat. "I hope you two had a pleasant evening, but I'm afraid I must be off." The table rose and two pairs of feet descended from the legs and promptly walk towards the waiting couple at the entrance.
"So my dear, I think it's time we had some fun. First you get a glass of lemon cello and then we dance. No singing out of you this time." The brunette warned with a stern shake of his finger. As the two walked down the stairs he pulled her arm through his and patted it fondly. "You're starting to make me feel like an old man Virginia, all of this gallantry isn't good for me you know." Ginny laughed tilting her head back. "I'm quite serious you know." His tone serious behind the broad smile. FLASH!
"I'm so glad you two are having a good time, I just had to get a picture." The excited jackal headed man said as he lowered his camera. "By the way Marc, I love the shirt you brought me." He said proudly displaying his very reflective silver shirt.
"It was my pleasure Anubis. And please don't take any more pictures when I'm walking down the stairs. You could've caused some serious damage." The jackal laughed and draped an arm around Ginny leading them towards the bar. "So how are things with you? The club is booming I see."
"Yes, the club is booming and thankfully everything has been running smoothly in the Underworld. You'd think that people would drive with more caution, but alas I've been literally run off my haunches." He turned his head towards Ginny. "So my little feisty one, how are things with you?"
"As well as can be expected. You do remember what happened the last time you started calling my pet names don't you?" Ginny smiled up with a hint of malice. Anubis laughed and quickly let go of her shoulders. "I see I made quite an impact with my little bit of magic."
"How could you not? Now drink and be merry!" He said raising his arms to include all of the patrons on this level. "I have to go, my work here is never done. Have a good time you two." He called back to his friends as he made his way easily through the crowd.
Ginny got her drink and drank it quickly. "I'm going down another level. Don't get into to much trouble while I'm gone." She whispered to Marcus as she left him eyeing a blonde across the bar from him.
"Me get into trouble? Never. Remember Virginia, no singing of any kind. That means no humming." He reminded her before walking towards the woman of interest.
For Ginny the night passed quickly. She danced to the fast paced music and for once forgot about her troubles after Marcus returned not quite triumphantly from his quest. When Ginny stumbled past Frank of her way towards the elevator he could just make out the words on a slightly garbled tune, "I can't get no sssaaaatisfaction"
TBC~
1 This is an actual dessert. If you're interested in seeing the creating go to www.deathbychocolate.ca/dessertmenu.html and look at the dessert called death by chocolate. It's really good!
A/N: Again I apologies for the lateness of this chapter. There will be Draco in the next chapter. Don't fret I haven't forgotten him. Anyways please review and have a great Christmas.
Marcus shook his head sadly. "Virginia, I've been watching you peel grapes for the last ten minutes, and I haven't said a word. But enough is enough! What's brought my little angry ray of sunshine down into the doldrums?"
"Ten minutes? Really? I wouldn't have thought it had been that long. I do apologize, its just my mind has been kind of.well full." Marcus snorted, "Shush you! I'm not a happy woman today."
"I could tell. Now do tell me what made you so sad." He replied, for once leaving out a term of endearment.
"It's simply the complete lack of satisfaction in my life." She tipped her goblet towards herself, humming a muggle's song under her breath, as she peeked at the low level of wine. "And if peeling my grapes is the only way I can get some then by George I'm going to peel my grapes!" She states with determination and cleverly avoiding the question.
"I'm certainly not one to begrudge somebody else satisfaction, please do continue peeling my grapes." He pushed his fruit platter across the table towards her. Ginny smiles slightly and nodded her thanks. "So let me guess, this is between you and that Seamus guy? No, it couldn't be. You were like this right after your lunch break and throws that whole satisfaction comment completely out of context. It couldn't be Ron or Hermione because they're still on their honeymoon. Is it that Wide-eyed wonder boy again?" The look of contemplation quickly became replaced by a look of dawning horror.
Confusion passed across Ginny's face as she listened to Marcus. "Wide-eyed wonder boy? Who's tha-? Ohhhh, Harry! No it's not him again. I haven't seen him for a couple of months now. Could we maybe drop the whole subject?" This said with a bit of impatience.
"I don't think so Virginia my dear. Sorry love, but I'm like the root canal that doesn't ever seem to end."
Ginny laughed and shook her head slowly. "You're a strange man you know that?" She frowned slightly, 'I'm making to much sense right now. That can only mean one thing, it's time to start the heavier drinking.' She thought to herself. She looked at Marcus with a sigh. "You can stop playing stupid you know. I know you already know what's wrong. You aren't someone who needs things spelled out for him." Marcus looked at her with surprise. "Well usually. I don't even know how you could ever get into the club without me."
"I can't." He said sharply as his clueless mask of deception crumbled revealing a genuine look of relief. "I'm so glad you've figured that out. Do you have any idea how hard it is acting stupid all of the time? I was afraid I would be stuck that way." He shuddered at the thought. "Well Virginia I think we should experiment with the wonders of the cocoa bean."
"What on earth do you mean by 'the wonders of the cocoa bean'? I didn't think they allowed that type of experimentation here." Ginny asked slightly puzzled.
"They don't, but I wasn't referring to that type of pleasure me dear. I was referring to chocolate." A look of smug satisfaction twinkled in his eyes. "Which is something you do not indulge in as frequently as you should."
"But I can't! I'll balloon out and you don't want to see a bloated scary red headed she-devil." She argued trying to fend off the tempting suggestion.
"Oh you're not a she-devil, you're just depressed. Besides when you're in Rome, do as the Romans do." He said as if he was revealing a great secret. Marcus shook his dark head and sighed seeing Ginny's obvious confusion. "We're in the restaurant part so we eat." He said as if that was the most obvious thing. His hands spread out gesturing around the room. "Now for dessert."
Marcus moved the platter of fruit to one side of the table and knocked on the direct center of the carved circle. The circle sank for a few seconds before twisting until the other side was lying flat, revealing a painted image of a cat. The image was currently licking its paw. Marcus cleared his throat looking expectantly at the cat. "What? Can't a cat get some privacy here?" The cat stood up and stretched, "Let me guess. She needs chocolate?" It's tail flicking towards Ginny. "Don't worry sweats, who ever he is, he isn't worth making you miserable. Now if you'll excuse me both of your death by chocolates should be ready." With that the circle once again sank but this time another platform replaced it holding the two magnificent looking chocolate cakes1.
"Marcus, why does my dessert look like a tomb stone?" Ginny asked curiously after a few minutes of starting at the splendor before her.
"Well it is called death by chocolate for a reason. Wonderful isn't it?" Marcus eyes his with appreciation. "Now don't worry, you won't really die. We'll just use it as a symbol of your dead relationship. It's only fitting that it receive such a wonderful burial." With that he pulled him cake over to him and attacked it with fork and knife flying. As he pierced the wafer tombstone a deathly scream was released and it crumbled like an imploding building.
Ginny looked at his dessert in awe before she gently scooped some chocolate ice cream onto her spoon and into her mouth. "Mmmm, this is so good. How on earth did Anubis ever come up with something so creative?"
"He didn't. A group of Canadian chocoholics did. Now shush" Those were the last words until every last morsel of cake disappeared.
The circle once again sank and flipped around revealing the cat. "I hope you two had a pleasant evening, but I'm afraid I must be off." The table rose and two pairs of feet descended from the legs and promptly walk towards the waiting couple at the entrance.
"So my dear, I think it's time we had some fun. First you get a glass of lemon cello and then we dance. No singing out of you this time." The brunette warned with a stern shake of his finger. As the two walked down the stairs he pulled her arm through his and patted it fondly. "You're starting to make me feel like an old man Virginia, all of this gallantry isn't good for me you know." Ginny laughed tilting her head back. "I'm quite serious you know." His tone serious behind the broad smile. FLASH!
"I'm so glad you two are having a good time, I just had to get a picture." The excited jackal headed man said as he lowered his camera. "By the way Marc, I love the shirt you brought me." He said proudly displaying his very reflective silver shirt.
"It was my pleasure Anubis. And please don't take any more pictures when I'm walking down the stairs. You could've caused some serious damage." The jackal laughed and draped an arm around Ginny leading them towards the bar. "So how are things with you? The club is booming I see."
"Yes, the club is booming and thankfully everything has been running smoothly in the Underworld. You'd think that people would drive with more caution, but alas I've been literally run off my haunches." He turned his head towards Ginny. "So my little feisty one, how are things with you?"
"As well as can be expected. You do remember what happened the last time you started calling my pet names don't you?" Ginny smiled up with a hint of malice. Anubis laughed and quickly let go of her shoulders. "I see I made quite an impact with my little bit of magic."
"How could you not? Now drink and be merry!" He said raising his arms to include all of the patrons on this level. "I have to go, my work here is never done. Have a good time you two." He called back to his friends as he made his way easily through the crowd.
Ginny got her drink and drank it quickly. "I'm going down another level. Don't get into to much trouble while I'm gone." She whispered to Marcus as she left him eyeing a blonde across the bar from him.
"Me get into trouble? Never. Remember Virginia, no singing of any kind. That means no humming." He reminded her before walking towards the woman of interest.
For Ginny the night passed quickly. She danced to the fast paced music and for once forgot about her troubles after Marcus returned not quite triumphantly from his quest. When Ginny stumbled past Frank of her way towards the elevator he could just make out the words on a slightly garbled tune, "I can't get no sssaaaatisfaction"
TBC~
1 This is an actual dessert. If you're interested in seeing the creating go to www.deathbychocolate.ca/dessertmenu.html and look at the dessert called death by chocolate. It's really good!
A/N: Again I apologies for the lateness of this chapter. There will be Draco in the next chapter. Don't fret I haven't forgotten him. Anyways please review and have a great Christmas.
