as you can read by the title this chappie is going to contain some making out and such, hope you like it!
Passion filled weekend.
The start of the weekend came letting you sleep in for a bit longer than you normally would but you were still up way before most people so you walked up to the common room to see Marcus by the fire his head down. You being a very curious girl walked over to see Marcus asleep an empty bottle of firewhiskey in his hand which was draped over the arm of the green leather couch, his hair black hair was all messed up and he looked as if he hadn't shaved in days. You sighed taking the bottle out of his hand placing it on the ground then leaned over over him just to check he was still breathing, which he was. You pulled back slapping him hard across the face, lazily his eyes opened scrunching his face up as the sun dawned on his face.
"Your lucky I found you instead of Snape, he warned you about drinking." You said sitting on the table in front of the couch.
"What else is new." Marcus replied rubbing his hand over his face.
"Was that the only bottle?" You asked as he sat up leaning forward causing the two of you to be closer than you liked.
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Don't play games with me, this is serious you could get kicked out for this." You warned.
"Wouldn't that just make your day." Marcus muttered.
"Oh yeah seeing you kicked out would just be the highlight of my year." You replied sarcastically.
"So are you trying to tell me you'd rather me stay than go." Marcus asked frowning.
"No I'm just thinking about the team." You replied biting your lip.
"Right, whatever, if you would excuse me I have another bottle waiting in my room." Marcus said standing up stretching then slowly walked towards the stairs, you quickly stood up rushing over to him as he walked down.
"I can't let you get drunk." You replied as he laughed walking past you through a door down the hall to his room, you followed.
"Why don't you go and flirt with Wood again." Marcus said entering his room, grabbing a bottle off his desk.
"How dare you that's none of your business." You cried.
"And neither is this." He replied as you snatched the bottle off him.
"Give it here." Marcus growled reaching for it but you moved back shaking your head.
"Not until you promise me you'll stop this." You replied as Marcus dived for the bottle misjudging the angle and tackled you to the ground instead.
"Ouch." You groaned rubbing the back of your head.
"Are you okay?" Marcus asked gently touching your face.
"Yeah, you tackled me, jerk." You replied and he laughed.
"Your own fault that was." Marcus said as you touched his chin feeling the roughness of his stubble, Marcus leaned down his lips catching yours in a heated rush, his tongue dipping in and out of yours. You ran your hands through his hair while his started to explore, he made his way down your neck then slightly pulled up looking at you.
"Does this mean we're back together?" He asked and you closed your eyes for a brief second before opening them again.
"No." Marcus sighed then kissed you gently before he got off you, he grabbed your arm helping you up.
"You better go before someone sees you." Marcus said and you nodded walking towards the door opening it but stopped looking back at Marcus who was picking up the bottle placing it on the desk, you sighed walking out heading back up to the common room.
The next day after you had finished all the homework you had needed to do, you decided to go and take a walk around the grounds you walked along the lake humming to yourself, heading to the Quidditch pitch where you saw Oliver running round the edge of the rim. You watched as he came closer to you, he slowed down giving you that sexy smile.
"Why hello there." Oliver said and you smiled.
"Hello." You replied.
"What do I owe this visit?" Oliver asked wiping his face with his shirt and you caught a glimpse of his stomach, which made you raise an eye brow.
"I was just out walking, taking in the sights." You replied and he smiled again.
"See anything you like?" Oliver asked heading over to the changing rooms.
"Maybe, I tend to look with my hands rather than my eyes." You replied following him.
"So do i." Oliver said looking back at you, as he entered the changing rooms and you stood outside.
"You can come in if you want."
"Yeah wouldn't that be a great one to explain if I got caught." You replied as he came back out.
"Come on promise you won't see anything you don't want." Oliver said taking you hand leading you in. You entered to see a small room filled with lockers and a bench in the middle, at the end of the room was a door which you guessed lead to the showers. Oliver placed his broom on the ground as he sat on the bench.
"I have to tell you I like the Slytherin changing rooms a lot better than yours." You said sitting next to Oliver.
"Is that so I might have to change your mind then." Oliver replied pulling off his shirt as he stood up.
"Well your going the right way about it." You said as he walked into the showers. Not long later Oliver came back out a towel loosely wrapped round his hips giving you an excellent view of his perfectly toned body and tan to match, you mouth slightly dropped.
"So the first Quidditch match is next week, are you going?" Oliver asked.
"Ah yeah, got to support the team." You replied trying to focus on his face rather than his body which was right in front of you.
"Yeah, it will be a shame for Slytherin to lose." Oliver said and you raised an eyebrow.
"Someone's sure of himself." As Oliver bent down to your level.
"I'm sure you like me." Oliver said leaning in kissing you, you wrapped your arms round his neck causing him to lose his balance which resulted in him falling backwards onto the floor with you on top. The two of you laughed. Oliver brushed a loose piece of hair out of your eyes his face now content with a smile then reached up kissing you again moving his hands up your back as yours ran through his hair and down his jaw line. The two of you pulled back catching your breaths before you leaned down kissing him again, Oliver rolled over so that he was now on top making sure his hands started to venture in places that you didn't really want him to go so you pulled away.
"What's the matter?" Oliver asked.
"I think we're moving a bit to fast." You replied and Oliver got off you helping you up.
"I'm glad you told me now, I don't want to push you into anything you don't want to do." Oliver said and you smiled.
"I know you would never hurt me." As Oliver nodded holding your hands in his.
"I want us to be a couple." And you looked up at him staring straight into his chocolate brown eyes.
"Same here." You replied and he kissed you.
A/N passion is the heart of love. it makes the world go round. anyways tell me what you thought by reviewing.
Passion filled weekend.
The start of the weekend came letting you sleep in for a bit longer than you normally would but you were still up way before most people so you walked up to the common room to see Marcus by the fire his head down. You being a very curious girl walked over to see Marcus asleep an empty bottle of firewhiskey in his hand which was draped over the arm of the green leather couch, his hair black hair was all messed up and he looked as if he hadn't shaved in days. You sighed taking the bottle out of his hand placing it on the ground then leaned over over him just to check he was still breathing, which he was. You pulled back slapping him hard across the face, lazily his eyes opened scrunching his face up as the sun dawned on his face.
"Your lucky I found you instead of Snape, he warned you about drinking." You said sitting on the table in front of the couch.
"What else is new." Marcus replied rubbing his hand over his face.
"Was that the only bottle?" You asked as he sat up leaning forward causing the two of you to be closer than you liked.
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Don't play games with me, this is serious you could get kicked out for this." You warned.
"Wouldn't that just make your day." Marcus muttered.
"Oh yeah seeing you kicked out would just be the highlight of my year." You replied sarcastically.
"So are you trying to tell me you'd rather me stay than go." Marcus asked frowning.
"No I'm just thinking about the team." You replied biting your lip.
"Right, whatever, if you would excuse me I have another bottle waiting in my room." Marcus said standing up stretching then slowly walked towards the stairs, you quickly stood up rushing over to him as he walked down.
"I can't let you get drunk." You replied as he laughed walking past you through a door down the hall to his room, you followed.
"Why don't you go and flirt with Wood again." Marcus said entering his room, grabbing a bottle off his desk.
"How dare you that's none of your business." You cried.
"And neither is this." He replied as you snatched the bottle off him.
"Give it here." Marcus growled reaching for it but you moved back shaking your head.
"Not until you promise me you'll stop this." You replied as Marcus dived for the bottle misjudging the angle and tackled you to the ground instead.
"Ouch." You groaned rubbing the back of your head.
"Are you okay?" Marcus asked gently touching your face.
"Yeah, you tackled me, jerk." You replied and he laughed.
"Your own fault that was." Marcus said as you touched his chin feeling the roughness of his stubble, Marcus leaned down his lips catching yours in a heated rush, his tongue dipping in and out of yours. You ran your hands through his hair while his started to explore, he made his way down your neck then slightly pulled up looking at you.
"Does this mean we're back together?" He asked and you closed your eyes for a brief second before opening them again.
"No." Marcus sighed then kissed you gently before he got off you, he grabbed your arm helping you up.
"You better go before someone sees you." Marcus said and you nodded walking towards the door opening it but stopped looking back at Marcus who was picking up the bottle placing it on the desk, you sighed walking out heading back up to the common room.
The next day after you had finished all the homework you had needed to do, you decided to go and take a walk around the grounds you walked along the lake humming to yourself, heading to the Quidditch pitch where you saw Oliver running round the edge of the rim. You watched as he came closer to you, he slowed down giving you that sexy smile.
"Why hello there." Oliver said and you smiled.
"Hello." You replied.
"What do I owe this visit?" Oliver asked wiping his face with his shirt and you caught a glimpse of his stomach, which made you raise an eye brow.
"I was just out walking, taking in the sights." You replied and he smiled again.
"See anything you like?" Oliver asked heading over to the changing rooms.
"Maybe, I tend to look with my hands rather than my eyes." You replied following him.
"So do i." Oliver said looking back at you, as he entered the changing rooms and you stood outside.
"You can come in if you want."
"Yeah wouldn't that be a great one to explain if I got caught." You replied as he came back out.
"Come on promise you won't see anything you don't want." Oliver said taking you hand leading you in. You entered to see a small room filled with lockers and a bench in the middle, at the end of the room was a door which you guessed lead to the showers. Oliver placed his broom on the ground as he sat on the bench.
"I have to tell you I like the Slytherin changing rooms a lot better than yours." You said sitting next to Oliver.
"Is that so I might have to change your mind then." Oliver replied pulling off his shirt as he stood up.
"Well your going the right way about it." You said as he walked into the showers. Not long later Oliver came back out a towel loosely wrapped round his hips giving you an excellent view of his perfectly toned body and tan to match, you mouth slightly dropped.
"So the first Quidditch match is next week, are you going?" Oliver asked.
"Ah yeah, got to support the team." You replied trying to focus on his face rather than his body which was right in front of you.
"Yeah, it will be a shame for Slytherin to lose." Oliver said and you raised an eyebrow.
"Someone's sure of himself." As Oliver bent down to your level.
"I'm sure you like me." Oliver said leaning in kissing you, you wrapped your arms round his neck causing him to lose his balance which resulted in him falling backwards onto the floor with you on top. The two of you laughed. Oliver brushed a loose piece of hair out of your eyes his face now content with a smile then reached up kissing you again moving his hands up your back as yours ran through his hair and down his jaw line. The two of you pulled back catching your breaths before you leaned down kissing him again, Oliver rolled over so that he was now on top making sure his hands started to venture in places that you didn't really want him to go so you pulled away.
"What's the matter?" Oliver asked.
"I think we're moving a bit to fast." You replied and Oliver got off you helping you up.
"I'm glad you told me now, I don't want to push you into anything you don't want to do." Oliver said and you smiled.
"I know you would never hurt me." As Oliver nodded holding your hands in his.
"I want us to be a couple." And you looked up at him staring straight into his chocolate brown eyes.
"Same here." You replied and he kissed you.
A/N passion is the heart of love. it makes the world go round. anyways tell me what you thought by reviewing.