Chapter 9
I was shocked. After all what would everyone in my house think? I'll tell you what they would think. They would think about their own dates. So I'm free to say yes, right? "Alright Flint," I said.
Marcus smiled. Or at least I think it was a smile. I wasn't precisely sure if it was or not.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.
"Nothing," he simply replied. He took his broom and then went out of the window to go out.
He surprised me when he was asking me about Hogsmeade. Was he kidding me or not?
~*~
Marcus looked out the window of his dormitory. Terence, Adrian, and Bletchley were out of the room, looking at girls.
~*~
I was sitting in my dormitory thinking about how could Marcus…I mean Flint ever want to go out with me.
Flashback to the previous summer:
I was walking in Diagon Alley buying all my books and supplies for this year. Apparently Mum and Dad couldn't come with me to buy my supplies for my 5th Year at Hogwarts but I'm fine with that. They were helping my brother, Thomas, get ready for his wedding anyway. Thomas was engaged about 5 months earlier before today.
"Katie!" Angelina was calling out to me. I owled her earlier saying that my parents couldn't come with me so she agreed to come in their place.
"Hey Angie," I said. "Ready for this year?" I knew what her answer was going to be.
"As long as George is there, yes," she replied. "I'm assuming it's the same thing with you with Fred?"
"Of course." Suddenly I fell flat on my face onto the ground.
"Watch it!" a manly yet disturbing voice yelled. I looked up and saw that it was Marcus Flint.
"Watch it yourself, you insufficient snake!" I said to him in an unlady-like matter. Then I punched him on the stomach.
"So the little Gryffindork does have an evil side to her…" Marcus mused.
"What?" I had no idea was he was rambling about. But it wasn't the type of rambling I'm use to.
End of Flashback
I sat there thinking about that one moment when he said that I had an evil side. Was it that moment that he actually started to have a crush on me or not?
I was shocked. After all what would everyone in my house think? I'll tell you what they would think. They would think about their own dates. So I'm free to say yes, right? "Alright Flint," I said.
Marcus smiled. Or at least I think it was a smile. I wasn't precisely sure if it was or not.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.
"Nothing," he simply replied. He took his broom and then went out of the window to go out.
He surprised me when he was asking me about Hogsmeade. Was he kidding me or not?
~*~
Marcus looked out the window of his dormitory. Terence, Adrian, and Bletchley were out of the room, looking at girls.
~*~
I was sitting in my dormitory thinking about how could Marcus…I mean Flint ever want to go out with me.
Flashback to the previous summer:
I was walking in Diagon Alley buying all my books and supplies for this year. Apparently Mum and Dad couldn't come with me to buy my supplies for my 5th Year at Hogwarts but I'm fine with that. They were helping my brother, Thomas, get ready for his wedding anyway. Thomas was engaged about 5 months earlier before today.
"Katie!" Angelina was calling out to me. I owled her earlier saying that my parents couldn't come with me so she agreed to come in their place.
"Hey Angie," I said. "Ready for this year?" I knew what her answer was going to be.
"As long as George is there, yes," she replied. "I'm assuming it's the same thing with you with Fred?"
"Of course." Suddenly I fell flat on my face onto the ground.
"Watch it!" a manly yet disturbing voice yelled. I looked up and saw that it was Marcus Flint.
"Watch it yourself, you insufficient snake!" I said to him in an unlady-like matter. Then I punched him on the stomach.
"So the little Gryffindork does have an evil side to her…" Marcus mused.
"What?" I had no idea was he was rambling about. But it wasn't the type of rambling I'm use to.
End of Flashback
I sat there thinking about that one moment when he said that I had an evil side. Was it that moment that he actually started to have a crush on me or not?