Chapter 9: Christmas
Bonjourno my loves! I haven't been updating, bad Emily!, but I got loads of reviews! I'm keeping it to 3 min. for my next update. Which should be sooner. Enjoy!
Lady of Masbolle: Thank you so much! I got it, I think. Enjoy this chapter!
Afza-Chan: I suppose, if you say so... Enjoy this one!
Caitlin: Esh, love them too!
Stalkaholic: You really could? Awesome! That's so cool, glad you liked. Enjoy this part too.
Daniel-Radcliffes-Girl: Interesting. Thank you. I don't know if I'll use that, but you should! It's a really good idea.
Amezizzle/openxyourxeyes: Thanks for using my paring idea. Not that it's mine. Anyway, Blaise is a good idea. He is prolly a boy, because Blaise is Latin, and masculine. Or so I have read.
Onwards, kiddies! Don't forget the three!
--
The dance was uneventful for Katie and Marcus. Other than sharing nearly every dance together, Marcus had to keep Blaise well away from Katie for the dances they sat out. Afterwards, they kissed on the front steps until Dumbledore opened the front doors, smiling with his. annoying, as Marcus thought, knowing eyes.
The next two days were busy, and they two didn't meet. Finally, when the rest of the students were leaving, Katie worked up the courage to knock on the Slytherin Common Room portrait.
She tapped lightly, as a greasy fellow looking quite like Snape yelled at her ("...Slytherin's only. You don't know the password, Gryffindor, no one wants you..."). Finally a burly first year opened the door, snarling at her as Katie asked for Marcus.
"Here." Marcus said, pushing past the child in his way and shutting the door as he left. "Never knew a lion to come find a snake." He said softly, his hand wrapping around her hips.
"You weren't going to come and find me." Katie said, not letting the ounce of hurt she felt drip in to her voice.
"I may have. You never know." Marcus shrugged; he didn't want to become soft and predictable. Not yet, anyway.
"I think I know." Katie sighed. "Anyway, what do you want to do? Feel like coming into the lion's den? I think the twins could help us..." She said, temptingly.
"What do you take me for?" Marcus cried, though he followed her up the stairs half-willingly.
When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Katie whispered "Coconut Shell." And the portrait swung open, though the Fat Lady did mutter something shrilly about nasty inter-house things nowadays.
The Gryffindor Common Room was bright red, decked with a gold ornaments and a blazing fire. Marcus felt himself cringe and Katie laughed at him. "What?" She asked, feigning innocence.
"Too...Warm and cozy for me." He smirked; keeping his hand securely on her waist for fear the approaching Weasley twins would try to steal away Katie.
"Katie." Fred nodded to her, lowering into a deep bow. A smile crossing his features.
"And...Marcus." George frowned.
"Good observation, Weasel boy." Marcus sneered.
"Marcus, come on. You are in our common room now." Katie pointed out, pulling him down on to the nearest festive couch. "So, Fred, George. We're bored. Very, very bored." Katie sighed, looking at the other one with each sentence. "I thought you could help us?"
"Well..." George smirked terribly. "We could help you loose el Slytherin."
"Or, we could show you a nice little secret way to Hogsmede..." Fred shrugged.
"The latter, oh, wise weasels." Marcus said, mocking George.
"Well, we can't help it." George snorted indigently.
"Anyway. Care to show us?" Katie asked. She rose, Marcus keeping his grip, following the twins out of the common room and down two flights of stairs.
"Can't let you know our secret, Slythie!" Fred said jovially standing in front of George, who whispered a password to a hunchback statue.
"Fine, weasel. Thanks." Marcus muttered at Katie's prodding. He pushed past the two and they were suddenly under ground in a deep tunnel. "Now then, Katie. What shall we do in this long tunnel?" Marcus asked, turning to her in the darkness.
"Well, I don't know, Mister Flint." Katie said, stopping and being caught in his arms.
"This?" He lifted her in to his arms, holding her even tighter.
"Maybe." Her lips brushed his.
"Or this." Marcus kissed her deeply, her arms lacing around his neck.
"Yeah, maybe that." She whispered. Katie lay her head on his shoulder, her body limp now. After a few minutes, Katie sighed. She pulled away, leaving her head on his shoulder. "We should get going. I don't know how long this walk will take." She jumped gracefully to the ground, and they walked in silence with hands clasped for a while.
Until their heads hit a wood door.
"Dammit." Marcus cursed, then turning his attention to Katie, he asked, "Okay, love?"
"Yeah, let's go." Katie muttered, rubbing the top of her head and cursing the damn trapdoor. Marcus opened lifted the heavy top and helped Katie up, following himself. They climbed through the cellar than onto the streets of Hogsmeade.
"Where would you like to go?" Marcus asked, taking her hand tightly.
"Gods, I don't care." Katie shrugged. The snow sparkled under their feet. Katie wore a thick gray sweater Mrs. Weasley must have knit her. Marcus wore a thick, black, expensive cloak.
"Cold?" Marcus asked. He slipped the thick material around her narrow body, not missing an opportunity to touch her.
"Thanks." Katie nodded. She began walking towards Three Broomsticks. "So what do you want for Christmas?"
"Does it matter?" Marcus shot back. "You?"
"I don't care." Katie answered, equally helpful.
Marcus stopped and held her at arms-length for a moment, just staring at her light brown hair blown into her face. Her pale skin with surprisingly red cheeks, and her thin frame almost totally supported by his. Then he took her hand again and kept going.
"What was that about?" Katie asked, somewhat confused by the dark eyes that had been probing every inch of her body.
"Nothing."
--
On Christmas Day, Katie woke up to an empty dorm and a pile of gifts at the end of her bed. She quickly changed into her more casual robes and carried the lot of it down to the Common Room. The Weasley lot was coming down the stairs as well, and Ginny was already at the edge of the couch.
Fred, Ron, and George plopped down on the couch and began opening all of their gifts eagerly. "Aren't you going to join us, Katie?"
"Nah, I'll open them later." She shrugged. She walked down the stairs and into the Great Hall. She sat on at the sole table in the middle of the room and waited for the rest of the folks staying to arrive.
Two strong hands were placed on her shoulders. They turned her in her seat and Marcus' lips met hers once again. "Happy Christmas, Marcus." She whispered to his lips.
He pulled away when he heard a grunt of a student sitting down near by. Instead, Marcus slipped a thin package wrapped in sparkling paper to her. "Open gifts with me later?" He asked.
"Sure, where?"
Marcus shrugged. "Wherever."
Christmas Breakfast was a nice ordeal. Three Hufflepuffs, one Ravenclaw, and the Weasley family shot nasty looks at Marcus between bites. Dumbledore didn't do anything but watch the situation, at various points trying to converse with anyone who would talk to him, mostly just the Hufflepuffs who weren't too concerned with the Katie-Marcus situation.
Afterwards Katie and Marcus left first. Marcus waited for her to grab the gifts left in her common room. Then he took his much larger stack and they sat on an unused set of stairs. They began ripping in to their stacks: a white Weasley sweater that Marcus smirked at for Katie. An expensive pair of leather boots for Marcus. "Nice, Marcus." Katie laughed.
Katie got a charm bracelet from the quidditch team. Oliver gave her a set of gold earrings that changed in to tiny boxes when she took them off. Marcus wasn't thrilled. However, Marcus' quidditch team gave him an expensive pair of cufflinks that had the Slytherin snake engraved in them.
Finally it came time for Katie to open the thin package that Marcus had given her at Breakfast. She tore the paper apart hungrily. Inside was a white gold necklace. The charm on the end was tear-drop shaped and when she looked closely, she found it to have a picture of a snake in a lions den. Keeping the necklace in her hands, she leaned over a short ways and kissed Marcus gently, "It's beautiful. I love it. Thank you so much."
Katie was in tears, embracing him. Marcus awkwardly patted her back, kissing first her forehead then her lips. Just seconds later, she pulled away. Marcus clasped the necklace around her neck. Katie handed him a tiny package wrapped in dark green foil. She dropped it in his hands, the cold, thin, metal wrapper going icy in his hands. He slipped his fingers under the spell-o-tape and threw off the foil.
A thick, silver thumb ring fell on to his fingertips. The inside read, 'To Marcus. Love always, Katie'. He put the ring on his left thumb. The outside of the ring depicted a wiry snake looping around the ring twice. "Katie, it's amazing. Thank you, love."
He enveloped her in his arms once again. "Happy Christmas," Katie breathed on to his lips. Marcus showered her head in a flurry of kisses and finally made it to her light pink lips. Glancing down at her watch, Katie gaped. "Marcus, I gotta go. It's midnight. Trust me, the Weaseley's are still up. And they are going to wonder..." She trailed off.
Katie began to pick up her gifts, pointing her wand at the wrappings and clearing them away. "Alright..." Marcus was disappointed. But, he too picked up his expensive things. "Thanks, again." He cupped her chin in his hand, the ring chilling her skin. He gave her a chaste kiss and walked down to his empty common room.
--
When Katie made her way back to the Gryffindor Common Room, the Weasley's were still awake. Ron and Ginny were playing Exploding Snap, George was setting off small firecrackers, and Fred was charming the wall to read something along the lines of a list of his female 'conquests'. "Lovely." Katie muttered.
"Beany Bell!" George boomed. "Off shagging Marcus were you?"
"Actually, no, Gred." She rolled her eyes. "I was having a nice evening opening gifts with Marcus." She plopped down on to the nearest sofa, setting her gifts next to her and touching her new necklace.
"And you expect us to believe that?" Fred cried. "Come on, Katie. WE know what's off between you two."
"Oh, we won't tell Olivier... Don't worry." George laughed.
Ginny got up from her game and started walking towards Katie. "Ooooh! What's that?" She asked, pointing at the necklace Katie was wearing. Fred and George got closer as well.
"Good point, Ginny-kins." Fred said, "Marcus give it to you?" He asked as if it was a question, but they knew he meant it as a statement.
"Guys, come on!" Katie shrieked. "Why do you care so much suddenly?"
"Because, Katie lady, you're with the snakes now."
--
Enjoy that folks? I hope so. Anyway, to compensate for the overwhelming amount of ya'll that wanted a Fred and George story that will take me ages to write, I made them sorta the focus. Now then, don't hate me for not updating! Please! And I'll post after two reviews.
PS- My family is dragging me off on a terrible vacation starting this upcoming Saturday, the last day of July and ending Sunday August 8th I think. Then some weekend trip starting the fourteenth. So if I don't get two reviews within this week, don't expect much. Sorry loves!
Enjoy and Reviews!
Kisses and the like,
Emmers.
Bonjourno my loves! I haven't been updating, bad Emily!, but I got loads of reviews! I'm keeping it to 3 min. for my next update. Which should be sooner. Enjoy!
Lady of Masbolle: Thank you so much! I got it, I think. Enjoy this chapter!
Afza-Chan: I suppose, if you say so... Enjoy this one!
Caitlin: Esh, love them too!
Stalkaholic: You really could? Awesome! That's so cool, glad you liked. Enjoy this part too.
Daniel-Radcliffes-Girl: Interesting. Thank you. I don't know if I'll use that, but you should! It's a really good idea.
Amezizzle/openxyourxeyes: Thanks for using my paring idea. Not that it's mine. Anyway, Blaise is a good idea. He is prolly a boy, because Blaise is Latin, and masculine. Or so I have read.
Onwards, kiddies! Don't forget the three!
--
The dance was uneventful for Katie and Marcus. Other than sharing nearly every dance together, Marcus had to keep Blaise well away from Katie for the dances they sat out. Afterwards, they kissed on the front steps until Dumbledore opened the front doors, smiling with his. annoying, as Marcus thought, knowing eyes.
The next two days were busy, and they two didn't meet. Finally, when the rest of the students were leaving, Katie worked up the courage to knock on the Slytherin Common Room portrait.
She tapped lightly, as a greasy fellow looking quite like Snape yelled at her ("...Slytherin's only. You don't know the password, Gryffindor, no one wants you..."). Finally a burly first year opened the door, snarling at her as Katie asked for Marcus.
"Here." Marcus said, pushing past the child in his way and shutting the door as he left. "Never knew a lion to come find a snake." He said softly, his hand wrapping around her hips.
"You weren't going to come and find me." Katie said, not letting the ounce of hurt she felt drip in to her voice.
"I may have. You never know." Marcus shrugged; he didn't want to become soft and predictable. Not yet, anyway.
"I think I know." Katie sighed. "Anyway, what do you want to do? Feel like coming into the lion's den? I think the twins could help us..." She said, temptingly.
"What do you take me for?" Marcus cried, though he followed her up the stairs half-willingly.
When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Katie whispered "Coconut Shell." And the portrait swung open, though the Fat Lady did mutter something shrilly about nasty inter-house things nowadays.
The Gryffindor Common Room was bright red, decked with a gold ornaments and a blazing fire. Marcus felt himself cringe and Katie laughed at him. "What?" She asked, feigning innocence.
"Too...Warm and cozy for me." He smirked; keeping his hand securely on her waist for fear the approaching Weasley twins would try to steal away Katie.
"Katie." Fred nodded to her, lowering into a deep bow. A smile crossing his features.
"And...Marcus." George frowned.
"Good observation, Weasel boy." Marcus sneered.
"Marcus, come on. You are in our common room now." Katie pointed out, pulling him down on to the nearest festive couch. "So, Fred, George. We're bored. Very, very bored." Katie sighed, looking at the other one with each sentence. "I thought you could help us?"
"Well..." George smirked terribly. "We could help you loose el Slytherin."
"Or, we could show you a nice little secret way to Hogsmede..." Fred shrugged.
"The latter, oh, wise weasels." Marcus said, mocking George.
"Well, we can't help it." George snorted indigently.
"Anyway. Care to show us?" Katie asked. She rose, Marcus keeping his grip, following the twins out of the common room and down two flights of stairs.
"Can't let you know our secret, Slythie!" Fred said jovially standing in front of George, who whispered a password to a hunchback statue.
"Fine, weasel. Thanks." Marcus muttered at Katie's prodding. He pushed past the two and they were suddenly under ground in a deep tunnel. "Now then, Katie. What shall we do in this long tunnel?" Marcus asked, turning to her in the darkness.
"Well, I don't know, Mister Flint." Katie said, stopping and being caught in his arms.
"This?" He lifted her in to his arms, holding her even tighter.
"Maybe." Her lips brushed his.
"Or this." Marcus kissed her deeply, her arms lacing around his neck.
"Yeah, maybe that." She whispered. Katie lay her head on his shoulder, her body limp now. After a few minutes, Katie sighed. She pulled away, leaving her head on his shoulder. "We should get going. I don't know how long this walk will take." She jumped gracefully to the ground, and they walked in silence with hands clasped for a while.
Until their heads hit a wood door.
"Dammit." Marcus cursed, then turning his attention to Katie, he asked, "Okay, love?"
"Yeah, let's go." Katie muttered, rubbing the top of her head and cursing the damn trapdoor. Marcus opened lifted the heavy top and helped Katie up, following himself. They climbed through the cellar than onto the streets of Hogsmeade.
"Where would you like to go?" Marcus asked, taking her hand tightly.
"Gods, I don't care." Katie shrugged. The snow sparkled under their feet. Katie wore a thick gray sweater Mrs. Weasley must have knit her. Marcus wore a thick, black, expensive cloak.
"Cold?" Marcus asked. He slipped the thick material around her narrow body, not missing an opportunity to touch her.
"Thanks." Katie nodded. She began walking towards Three Broomsticks. "So what do you want for Christmas?"
"Does it matter?" Marcus shot back. "You?"
"I don't care." Katie answered, equally helpful.
Marcus stopped and held her at arms-length for a moment, just staring at her light brown hair blown into her face. Her pale skin with surprisingly red cheeks, and her thin frame almost totally supported by his. Then he took her hand again and kept going.
"What was that about?" Katie asked, somewhat confused by the dark eyes that had been probing every inch of her body.
"Nothing."
--
On Christmas Day, Katie woke up to an empty dorm and a pile of gifts at the end of her bed. She quickly changed into her more casual robes and carried the lot of it down to the Common Room. The Weasley lot was coming down the stairs as well, and Ginny was already at the edge of the couch.
Fred, Ron, and George plopped down on the couch and began opening all of their gifts eagerly. "Aren't you going to join us, Katie?"
"Nah, I'll open them later." She shrugged. She walked down the stairs and into the Great Hall. She sat on at the sole table in the middle of the room and waited for the rest of the folks staying to arrive.
Two strong hands were placed on her shoulders. They turned her in her seat and Marcus' lips met hers once again. "Happy Christmas, Marcus." She whispered to his lips.
He pulled away when he heard a grunt of a student sitting down near by. Instead, Marcus slipped a thin package wrapped in sparkling paper to her. "Open gifts with me later?" He asked.
"Sure, where?"
Marcus shrugged. "Wherever."
Christmas Breakfast was a nice ordeal. Three Hufflepuffs, one Ravenclaw, and the Weasley family shot nasty looks at Marcus between bites. Dumbledore didn't do anything but watch the situation, at various points trying to converse with anyone who would talk to him, mostly just the Hufflepuffs who weren't too concerned with the Katie-Marcus situation.
Afterwards Katie and Marcus left first. Marcus waited for her to grab the gifts left in her common room. Then he took his much larger stack and they sat on an unused set of stairs. They began ripping in to their stacks: a white Weasley sweater that Marcus smirked at for Katie. An expensive pair of leather boots for Marcus. "Nice, Marcus." Katie laughed.
Katie got a charm bracelet from the quidditch team. Oliver gave her a set of gold earrings that changed in to tiny boxes when she took them off. Marcus wasn't thrilled. However, Marcus' quidditch team gave him an expensive pair of cufflinks that had the Slytherin snake engraved in them.
Finally it came time for Katie to open the thin package that Marcus had given her at Breakfast. She tore the paper apart hungrily. Inside was a white gold necklace. The charm on the end was tear-drop shaped and when she looked closely, she found it to have a picture of a snake in a lions den. Keeping the necklace in her hands, she leaned over a short ways and kissed Marcus gently, "It's beautiful. I love it. Thank you so much."
Katie was in tears, embracing him. Marcus awkwardly patted her back, kissing first her forehead then her lips. Just seconds later, she pulled away. Marcus clasped the necklace around her neck. Katie handed him a tiny package wrapped in dark green foil. She dropped it in his hands, the cold, thin, metal wrapper going icy in his hands. He slipped his fingers under the spell-o-tape and threw off the foil.
A thick, silver thumb ring fell on to his fingertips. The inside read, 'To Marcus. Love always, Katie'. He put the ring on his left thumb. The outside of the ring depicted a wiry snake looping around the ring twice. "Katie, it's amazing. Thank you, love."
He enveloped her in his arms once again. "Happy Christmas," Katie breathed on to his lips. Marcus showered her head in a flurry of kisses and finally made it to her light pink lips. Glancing down at her watch, Katie gaped. "Marcus, I gotta go. It's midnight. Trust me, the Weaseley's are still up. And they are going to wonder..." She trailed off.
Katie began to pick up her gifts, pointing her wand at the wrappings and clearing them away. "Alright..." Marcus was disappointed. But, he too picked up his expensive things. "Thanks, again." He cupped her chin in his hand, the ring chilling her skin. He gave her a chaste kiss and walked down to his empty common room.
--
When Katie made her way back to the Gryffindor Common Room, the Weasley's were still awake. Ron and Ginny were playing Exploding Snap, George was setting off small firecrackers, and Fred was charming the wall to read something along the lines of a list of his female 'conquests'. "Lovely." Katie muttered.
"Beany Bell!" George boomed. "Off shagging Marcus were you?"
"Actually, no, Gred." She rolled her eyes. "I was having a nice evening opening gifts with Marcus." She plopped down on to the nearest sofa, setting her gifts next to her and touching her new necklace.
"And you expect us to believe that?" Fred cried. "Come on, Katie. WE know what's off between you two."
"Oh, we won't tell Olivier... Don't worry." George laughed.
Ginny got up from her game and started walking towards Katie. "Ooooh! What's that?" She asked, pointing at the necklace Katie was wearing. Fred and George got closer as well.
"Good point, Ginny-kins." Fred said, "Marcus give it to you?" He asked as if it was a question, but they knew he meant it as a statement.
"Guys, come on!" Katie shrieked. "Why do you care so much suddenly?"
"Because, Katie lady, you're with the snakes now."
--
Enjoy that folks? I hope so. Anyway, to compensate for the overwhelming amount of ya'll that wanted a Fred and George story that will take me ages to write, I made them sorta the focus. Now then, don't hate me for not updating! Please! And I'll post after two reviews.
PS- My family is dragging me off on a terrible vacation starting this upcoming Saturday, the last day of July and ending Sunday August 8th I think. Then some weekend trip starting the fourteenth. So if I don't get two reviews within this week, don't expect much. Sorry loves!
Enjoy and Reviews!
Kisses and the like,
Emmers.