A/N: Once again, I do not own the characters, as they all belong to J.K.
Rowling!! This is going to a short chapter (probably the shortest). Please
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Daddy Chapter 2
Marcus quickly made his way back to the Slytherin dormitories, and threw himself onto his bed. He hated having the flashbacks. He hated himself for being so vulnerable when he was younger. Marcus leaned over on his side and pulled open the top drawer of the bedside table and dug around inside of it until he found what he had been looking for. It was a razor blade. As Marcus shifted himself into a more comfortable position on his bed, he rolled up the left sleeve of his green and silver Quidditch robes. Marcus brought the blade to his wrist and slowly dragged the razor blade across his skin, drawing blood. He continually did this until he was satisfied, and put the razor blade away. The fact that if he didn't hurry up and get dressed, he would be late for class had just hit him. Hurriedly, Marcus changed out of his Quidditch robes and into his school uniform, grabbed his books, and made his way to the Great Hall, hoping that he wasn't too late to catch Terrence and Adrian before they left.
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It was seven o'clock in the evening, and they day's classes were long over. Marcus was sitting by himself in a corner of the Slytherin common room doing homework. Oddly, Marcus' thoughts would drift off to the topic of Oliver Wood at times. He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the unwelcome thoughts.
'Why am I always thinking about him!?' Marcus asked in his head.'Why can I think of nothing else?' Marcus mentally chided himself and went back to work. Not much time passed before Marcus found himself thinking of Oliver again.
A/N: I hope that wasn't too bad!! Thank you to everyone that has reviewed my story so far!! ^_^ ::feels loved:: Please R/R for more chapters!!
Daddy Chapter 2
Marcus quickly made his way back to the Slytherin dormitories, and threw himself onto his bed. He hated having the flashbacks. He hated himself for being so vulnerable when he was younger. Marcus leaned over on his side and pulled open the top drawer of the bedside table and dug around inside of it until he found what he had been looking for. It was a razor blade. As Marcus shifted himself into a more comfortable position on his bed, he rolled up the left sleeve of his green and silver Quidditch robes. Marcus brought the blade to his wrist and slowly dragged the razor blade across his skin, drawing blood. He continually did this until he was satisfied, and put the razor blade away. The fact that if he didn't hurry up and get dressed, he would be late for class had just hit him. Hurriedly, Marcus changed out of his Quidditch robes and into his school uniform, grabbed his books, and made his way to the Great Hall, hoping that he wasn't too late to catch Terrence and Adrian before they left.
*~*~*~*~*
It was seven o'clock in the evening, and they day's classes were long over. Marcus was sitting by himself in a corner of the Slytherin common room doing homework. Oddly, Marcus' thoughts would drift off to the topic of Oliver Wood at times. He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the unwelcome thoughts.
'Why am I always thinking about him!?' Marcus asked in his head.'Why can I think of nothing else?' Marcus mentally chided himself and went back to work. Not much time passed before Marcus found himself thinking of Oliver again.
A/N: I hope that wasn't too bad!! Thank you to everyone that has reviewed my story so far!! ^_^ ::feels loved:: Please R/R for more chapters!!