Counting Her Tears
Chapter 7: Hogsmeade Cont.
A/N: School is out. I know, cool ain't it? Well, yesterday was all sad and such, Harper, Alex, Roxana: Don't leave me! But now I'm going to write. Oh, I saw PoA yesterday... Three Reviews once again, sil vous plait.
Sarah: Thank you! Okay, I'll work on the drama, lol.
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Caitlin: Heh, yea I liked him standing up for her also, because I wanted to prove that he didn't really hate her. He hates her actions.
Inside Three Broomsticks, Katie, Marcus, Draco, Fred, George, Angelina, and Oliver took seats in a cozy private room.
Katie filled her cup with tea, and then passed it over to Angelina. "Why are we here?" Angelina whispered to her.
"Why are we here?" Katie then whispered to Marcus.
"Why not...?" Marcus shrugged. Taking a deep drink from his cup of Ogden's Fire Whiskey.
"Anyway," Draco continued, finishing off a long spiel that no one had bothered to listen to, "So, Marcus you and Katie have been... For how long?"
"A month." Marcus replied stiffly, that was only fuel to Angelina's rage at Katie for not telling her. George grabbed her hands before she could get up and do something stupid.
"Oliver," Katie asked nervously, starting her own conversation amidst the one at hand, "Are you still upset at me?'
"Yes. But not as much, I mean we are talking about Marcus Flint..." Oliver said, grinning.
"Who expected this to last?" Draco boomed, making sure his voice was the only one anyone was listening to.
Marcus sensed something about this question that would ignite the Gryffindors' if he didn't answer it correctly. "I did."
"Oh really? And I suppose your father knows of this..." Draco liked to make things a big deal. Drama King, one could say.
"Mister Flint Sr. and I are no longer in communication." Marcus returned to his stiff voice, Katie squeezed hand; this was a hard subject for him.
"Really, I wouldn't have known."
"We know." Fred and George snapped at him from across the table, sitting at a table peaceably with Malfoy was not going to happen.
"For the sake of being interested in the lives of my dining companions, who are you seeing Fred, or George, whichever." Draco asked, a smirk coming to his lips.
"Doesn't matter to you." Fred said, smirking as well at the shock in Malfoy's eyes.
"What about you, and you are seeing someone, or two, aren't you?" George shot back.
"Well, of course." Draco regained his arrogant air.
"Do tell." Angelina said, joining in the sport of making fun of Draco.
"Well, if you must know..." Draco lowered his head, speaking softly and secretively. "And you mustn't... So I guess that clears that up."
"Alright!" Katie yelled, stopping the chaos of having her close, uber- Gryffindor friends dine with two over the top, rich, Slytherins. "So, who is staying at Hogwarts over Christmas Break?"
Marcus watched the hands of Fred and George go up, then he waited for Katie's hand to go up before putting his hand up, quickly deciding his Christmas plans.
"Small group, eh?" Oliver remarked.
"Yeah, I suppose." George started, "and I heard that it was only our family and Katie staying back in all of Gryffindor. Something about 'bigger parties in London'."
"Indeed, a good reason I'm NOT staying back." Draco smirked.
"Get us something from London then," Marcus said, looking into his glass.
"I will. What do you want, Katie?" Draco asked.
"I don't care, whatever you decide." She shrugged, tired of Hogsmeade already.
"Good then, I'll make a note of that." Draco said.
"Listen, I'm getting tired, so I think I'll just go and head back to Hogwarts then." Katie said, getting up, and kissing Marcus. "Bye you guys."
As soon as Katie left Three Broomsticks, a crowd of students met her, wondering what had happened to half of the new, star studded, Hogwarts relationships since they last saw her. "Did you and Marcus break up?" One blonde girl, she knew vaguely as a Hufflepuff asked her.
"Sweetheart, we don't find the need to be with each other incessantly, we didn't break up!" Katie put on a sugary sweet voice and wished they would all just go away.
As she walked faster, the group thinned until just one, tall black haired boy was left. "Blaise Zabini." He said, by means of introduction.
"Katie Bell." She said.
"Alright, Katie, I'm sure we'll see each other again soon." He said, walking in a different direction.
Short, not so sweet, to no point, must be a Slytherin, Katie thought.
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