A/N: This might be my last update until sometime next week, and I'll only
have one update next week because I'll be out of town for my birthday!!
Hehe I'ma be fifteen!! Hehe. Anycrap, you all know that none of this
belongs to me and that it all belongs to J.K. Rowling. Thanks to everyone
who has reviewed so far!! I'm glad you like my story!! ::feels loved:: And
special thanks to Linda for the review!! Muck Tuck!! XD and David . . .
::shakes head:: spelling!!! Hehe. Enough of this!! On with the chapter!!
Daddy Chapter Five
As soon as Marcus turned the corner, he ran all the way back to the Slytherin dormitories, and locked himself in the bathroom. Panting, he leaned on the edge of the sink and looked at his reflection in the mirror.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" Marcus asked himself out loud, "What the hell!? I wanted . . . I wanted to KISS him! I can't believe I wanted to kiss HIM! Why, out of all of the guys in the school, why did it have to be HIM!?" Marcus shouted as he punched the mirror in front of him, shattering it. Marcus swore as he pulled a shard of the broken mirror out of his right hand. He would need stitches. Marcus sulked out of the bathroom and made his way to the hospital wing, blood seeping through the towel that he had wrapped around his hand.
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Madame Pomfrey had fussed over Marcus' hand for over an hour. He thought the woman was nuts. She gave him four stitches before sending him off, and the stitches had hurt like a bitch.
Marcus sighed as he made his way back to the Slytherin common room, hoping that he wouldn't run into Oliver again.
He spoke too soon.
Oliver was just ahead of Marcus, walking in the same direction. Marcus froze. He didn't want Oliver to see him. Too late. Oliver had turned around and spotted Marcus before he was able to duck into a nearby empty classroom and hide.
"Flint!" Oliver called out, "I know you're there!"
Marcus sighed as he took a step out of the darkness and into the light.
"What?" the dark haired boy growled in a husky voice as he took a step closer to Oliver.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"What happened to your hand?" Oliver asked, eyeing the bandage that was wrapped around Marcus' hand.
"I cut my hand on some glass. Why do you care?" Marcus asked suspiciously as he took another step towards Oliver. The two boys were less than two feet apart now.
"I . . . I was just asking." Oliver replied quietly. Marcus looked at the floor and noticed a scuffmark on his left shoe. He didn't notice when Oliver took a step closer to him, but he did notice when Oliver lifted his chin with his hand, and was incredibly surprised when Oliver kissed him. The kiss was short, but sweet.
'Oliver has really soft lips. So this is what it's like to kiss Oliver Wood,' Marcus thought to himself, 'I think I like it!'
A/N: Mwahaha!! And that is the end of this chapter!! It wasn't very long, but I promise that the chapters will eventually start to get longer as I gain more and more ideas. Heh I plan on making this a fairly long story!! Hehehar!! Annnnnycrap, PLEASE R/R for more chapters!! I +heart+ reviews!! ^_^ Thank you to all of those that have reviewed so far!! I appreciate it!!
Daddy Chapter Five
As soon as Marcus turned the corner, he ran all the way back to the Slytherin dormitories, and locked himself in the bathroom. Panting, he leaned on the edge of the sink and looked at his reflection in the mirror.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" Marcus asked himself out loud, "What the hell!? I wanted . . . I wanted to KISS him! I can't believe I wanted to kiss HIM! Why, out of all of the guys in the school, why did it have to be HIM!?" Marcus shouted as he punched the mirror in front of him, shattering it. Marcus swore as he pulled a shard of the broken mirror out of his right hand. He would need stitches. Marcus sulked out of the bathroom and made his way to the hospital wing, blood seeping through the towel that he had wrapped around his hand.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Madame Pomfrey had fussed over Marcus' hand for over an hour. He thought the woman was nuts. She gave him four stitches before sending him off, and the stitches had hurt like a bitch.
Marcus sighed as he made his way back to the Slytherin common room, hoping that he wouldn't run into Oliver again.
He spoke too soon.
Oliver was just ahead of Marcus, walking in the same direction. Marcus froze. He didn't want Oliver to see him. Too late. Oliver had turned around and spotted Marcus before he was able to duck into a nearby empty classroom and hide.
"Flint!" Oliver called out, "I know you're there!"
Marcus sighed as he took a step out of the darkness and into the light.
"What?" the dark haired boy growled in a husky voice as he took a step closer to Oliver.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"What happened to your hand?" Oliver asked, eyeing the bandage that was wrapped around Marcus' hand.
"I cut my hand on some glass. Why do you care?" Marcus asked suspiciously as he took another step towards Oliver. The two boys were less than two feet apart now.
"I . . . I was just asking." Oliver replied quietly. Marcus looked at the floor and noticed a scuffmark on his left shoe. He didn't notice when Oliver took a step closer to him, but he did notice when Oliver lifted his chin with his hand, and was incredibly surprised when Oliver kissed him. The kiss was short, but sweet.
'Oliver has really soft lips. So this is what it's like to kiss Oliver Wood,' Marcus thought to himself, 'I think I like it!'
A/N: Mwahaha!! And that is the end of this chapter!! It wasn't very long, but I promise that the chapters will eventually start to get longer as I gain more and more ideas. Heh I plan on making this a fairly long story!! Hehehar!! Annnnnycrap, PLEASE R/R for more chapters!! I +heart+ reviews!! ^_^ Thank you to all of those that have reviewed so far!! I appreciate it!!