A/N: Hey!! I've FINALLLY gotten my lazy ass around to updating my story!!
I'm actually really happy with all of the feedback that I've gotten, and I
appreciate the reviews!! ^_^ Well I start high school in about a week,
which should REALLLY suck and cut down on my update time. Bleh. Oh well.
I'll find some time. OH! And Sarah!! I has Marcus junior now!! ::pets
Marcus jr:: Anycrap, I should shut up. On with the story!!
Daddy Chapter Fifteen
i Voldemort had risen again. He showed no mercy whatsoever to anyone that crossed his path, regardless of who or what it was. Dumbledore was dead, and so was Harry Potter. Oliver found himself hiding in a closet near the Great Hall when he heard a familiar voice call for help. It was Marcus. Oliver held his hand to his mouth to keep from crying out. Oliver had to save him, and he would, even if it was the last thing that he ever did. Quietly, Oliver opened the door of the closet and crept out across the threshold to the door of the Great Hall. Peering around the corner, Oliver saw three figures. Marcus, Voldemort, and what he figured to be Marcus' father.
"Oliver!" Marcus called out to Oliver as soon as he spotted him, "Run!"
Oliver watched in horror as Voldemort grabbed Marcus' head with both hands and winced at the sickening crack he heard when Voldemort snapped Marcus' neck. Oliver opened his eyes just in time to see the Dark Lord throw the boy's lifeless body to the ground.
"NO!" Oliver cried out as he leaned against the wall and began to cry. "No! Please! No!" /i Oliver screamed as he sat up in bed. He held a hand to his chest and felt the beat of his heart.
"It was just a dream," he breathed. "I've got to see Marcus!" Oliver cried as he bolted from his bed and flung open the door, not caring that he had tears running down his face or that he was calling out Marcus' name as he ran. Oliver knew that somebody was bound to wake up and hear him, but he didn't care. All that mattered was finding Marcus and making sure that he was safe and sound.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Less than five minutes later, Marcus woke up to the sound of someone calling his name. He looked over at his clock; it was almost two-thirty in the morning. Marcus heard the voice again and instantly knew who it was.
"Oliver?" Marcus called out in a groggy voice. "Oliver where are you?"
"What the hell is going on?" Terrence asked, sitting up in bed. Marcus shrugged. Just then, Oliver came running through the door towards Marcus.
"Oliver? What the fu-" Marcus was cut off and Oliver kissed him. He could feel the tears on Oliver's face, and wrapped his arms around the shaking boy.
"Oliver? What's going on?" Marcus asked with concern. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm so glad that you're safe!" Oliver cried out as he kissed Marcus once more. Then and there, Marcus knew that he would never find anyone more perfect than Oliver, and he knew that he could never love anyone more.
A/N: Well, that's it for now!! I'll try and update more regularly now that I'm on a computer where the internet works properly. A HUGE thank you to everyone that has read and reviewed my story so far!! You don't know how much it means to know that somebody ACTUALLY like my writing!!! lol Anyways, keep on reviewing, and I'll keep posting!! ^_~
Daddy Chapter Fifteen
i Voldemort had risen again. He showed no mercy whatsoever to anyone that crossed his path, regardless of who or what it was. Dumbledore was dead, and so was Harry Potter. Oliver found himself hiding in a closet near the Great Hall when he heard a familiar voice call for help. It was Marcus. Oliver held his hand to his mouth to keep from crying out. Oliver had to save him, and he would, even if it was the last thing that he ever did. Quietly, Oliver opened the door of the closet and crept out across the threshold to the door of the Great Hall. Peering around the corner, Oliver saw three figures. Marcus, Voldemort, and what he figured to be Marcus' father.
"Oliver!" Marcus called out to Oliver as soon as he spotted him, "Run!"
Oliver watched in horror as Voldemort grabbed Marcus' head with both hands and winced at the sickening crack he heard when Voldemort snapped Marcus' neck. Oliver opened his eyes just in time to see the Dark Lord throw the boy's lifeless body to the ground.
"NO!" Oliver cried out as he leaned against the wall and began to cry. "No! Please! No!" /i Oliver screamed as he sat up in bed. He held a hand to his chest and felt the beat of his heart.
"It was just a dream," he breathed. "I've got to see Marcus!" Oliver cried as he bolted from his bed and flung open the door, not caring that he had tears running down his face or that he was calling out Marcus' name as he ran. Oliver knew that somebody was bound to wake up and hear him, but he didn't care. All that mattered was finding Marcus and making sure that he was safe and sound.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Less than five minutes later, Marcus woke up to the sound of someone calling his name. He looked over at his clock; it was almost two-thirty in the morning. Marcus heard the voice again and instantly knew who it was.
"Oliver?" Marcus called out in a groggy voice. "Oliver where are you?"
"What the hell is going on?" Terrence asked, sitting up in bed. Marcus shrugged. Just then, Oliver came running through the door towards Marcus.
"Oliver? What the fu-" Marcus was cut off and Oliver kissed him. He could feel the tears on Oliver's face, and wrapped his arms around the shaking boy.
"Oliver? What's going on?" Marcus asked with concern. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm so glad that you're safe!" Oliver cried out as he kissed Marcus once more. Then and there, Marcus knew that he would never find anyone more perfect than Oliver, and he knew that he could never love anyone more.
A/N: Well, that's it for now!! I'll try and update more regularly now that I'm on a computer where the internet works properly. A HUGE thank you to everyone that has read and reviewed my story so far!! You don't know how much it means to know that somebody ACTUALLY like my writing!!! lol Anyways, keep on reviewing, and I'll keep posting!! ^_~