A/N: Well, exams are over and I thought it was time that I updated my story. I finished writing it out last weekend, and it came to be about nineteen chapters long, which is pretty good I guess. I've started reading book five. I'm thinking I might have to re-read the end of book four again to refresh my memory, as I am a bit confused. Heh. Er . . . I guess I should shut up now. Now, do I REALLY have to say it?? All characters belong to J.K. Rowling and not me. The idea's mine, but that's about it. Anycrap, please R/R!!

Daddy Chapter 12

"What is HE doing here?" a bunch of Gryffindors spat. Marcus didn't say anything; he just stood next to Oliver and stared at the floor.

"He just . . . Dumbledore said . . . well Marcus and I were . . . well we saw the Dark Mark and we went and informed the Headmaster and he told Marcus to come with me and make sure that everyone was okay." Oliver replied. It wasn't ENTIRELY a lie, but nobody understood what he felt, or what he and Marcus had. The Gryffindors just nodded and eyed Marcus suspiciously.

The hours passed and it was almost midnight before the last student left the common room. Marcus looked over at Oliver, who looked like he hadn't slept in days. Dumbledore had arranged to have teachers check in on the students every hour to make sure that they were okay. This would be going on until the Ministry of Magic had everything sorted out.

"Marcus?" a voice asked, making Marcus jump.

"Oh! Professor Snape! You scared me."

"Terribly sorry, Mr Flint. What, may I ask, are you doing here?" Professor Snape asked as he walked further into the room.

"I . . . I was with Oliver and we . . . we found the Dark Mark and we went and told Professor Dumbledore and then we left and we decided that we should stick together, and her I am. Am I in some sort of trouble?"

"Well, no. I suppose not. It would have been wise if you had notified somebody about your whereabouts. Now, I feel that it would be appropriate if you came back to the Slytherin dormitories with the rest of your house. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, Professor Snape." Marcus nodded, "Could I please have a few minutes to sort myself out?" Shape nodded sharply, and left the room.

"Oliver," Marcus whispered as he caressed the sleeping boy's cheek. "I have to go. Professor Snape is waiting for me. I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast." Oliver nodded and closed his eyes as Marcus kissed him on the forehead. Quietly, Marcus exited the common room with nothing but thoughts of Oliver in his head.

A/N: And that was chapter twelve. Sorry it took me so long to get up. I've been fairly busy. But now that I'm finished school, I'll be able to update my story regularly. Since this story is drawing to a close, I thought that I would start on another one, but I need another slash pairing. Any suggestions?? Anycrap, please R/R for more chapters!!! ^_^