Katie glared at him, her hands balled into fists at her sides. "I won't
ever help you...EVER!"
See if I EVER kiss him, I can't believe I was thinking of that.
Marcus merely folded his arms and smiled at her. "Never say never Katie."
Marcus sat down and watched her lazily from beneath his lashes, pretending to have his focus elsewhere,waiting for the girl before him to relax a bit. She looked ready to pounce and attack if he made one false move.
"Have a seat Katie, I want to tell you a story."
Katie glared at him still but did what he said, interested to hear just why he had brought her here.
"Your family is a very upstanding family in our world, you know. I was very impressed when I went over your family history," he said smoothly.
Katie stiffened, she did not like that tone he had when he said that.
"What of it Marcus? What does my family have to do with any of this?"
Marcus stared at her, somewhat impressed at the way she was handling herself. She was calm and collected. She held herself up with pride, he smirked.
"Your fathers family is very proud of being a pure blooded family are they not?"
Katie only glared at him, causing him to shake his head. "Your grandmother would be appalled at your manners, it's not polite to not answer a question someone asks you."
He stood, coming towards her. Katie held herself upright.
"Yes, Flint," she spit the name as if it left a bad taste in her mouth, "My family is very proud of being a pure blooded wizarding family, what of it?"
"What would your family think if they knew a mudblood was in their midst?"
Katie scoffed, anger burning in her blood. "You've got nothing Flint, absolutely nothing. You're just bluffing!" she said, jumping to her feet.
"Again with the negative Katie, really, you should give me a chance to finish speaking before making assumptions."
Katie stood there, hands balled into fists once more, clenching them in her agitation. Marcus merely smiled as he leaned lazily against the wall, arms folded.
"So what do you think of your step-mother? She's a very pretty woman," he said, a lecherous tone in his voice. "What does my step-mother have to do with anything? She comes from a well respected, pure blooded wizarding family. My father never would have married her otherwise," she replied, disgusted. "Leave her out of this."
Marcus only tsk'ed "Poor Katie, you've been living under an illusion for so long, it's almost sad for me to see. Only almost," he said with a smile.
Katie looked at him warily, her stance relaxing a little bit, just what was he playing at?
Marcus carried on as if he hadn't noticed. "Your father went to great lengths to protect her and make her acceptable for his family. Wouldn't it be a pity if they ended up finding out she was a muggle born?"
Katie flinched at the word, putting her nose in the air "You're a lying snake Flint. Natalie is as much of a pure blood as you or me." Marcus arched a brow, and bent down, opening one of the files on the table. He handed it to her, a triumphant gleam in his eyes.
Katie stared down at the file, containing a birth certificate and a picture of her stepmother. There was a different name on the certificate, there was a different set of parents listed on the certificate. She frowned awkwardly, shaking her head. "This is someone else...." she said quietly, looking up at Marcus with green eyes full of confusion. Marcus swallowed, he didn't like seeing that look in her eyes. He wanted to take it away. At that thought he sucked in a breath and stepped backwards, shaking his head. Damn Gryffindor was clouding his good judgement. His eyes narrowed.
"No, that certificate, as hard as it was to find, is your step-mothers real birth certificate. Your father went to great lengths to keep her true identity a secret. He could get in very big trouble for lying to his family, lying to the ministry and he went so far as to lie on public records. But the worst offense of all in this case would be passing a filthy mudblood as a pure blood! He sullied the name of pure blood by parading her through as one of us!" he roared, taking the folder and slamming it back down on the coffee table.
Katie stared at him pale faced up upright just the same, refusing to quail to his anger.
"So you want me to work for you to keep that a secret? Is that all?" she sniffed, folding her arms. "My father can easily come out with the secret and there would be no reason for me to do anything you say if that's all you got!" she shot back, looking victorious, obviously thinking she had won this argument. Marcus only smirked, shaking his head. "Poor, naive Katie. You don't get it do you? If the DeathEaters find out what your father is done, no one in your family is safe. So far only I know this secret your father has buried deep in his closet, but with one word from me, you and your family will become targets. The Deatheaters will not rest until they see that your family is wiped out for disgracing the name of every pureblood wizard in our world by dragging that filth among them," he said calmly, knowing without even looking at her face that he had won this round. Katie wouldn't be able to live with everyones death on her shoulders.
"So you see Katie, you do have to do what I say if you want your family to live. If you want the name of Bell to remain in high regard among the pure bloods. If you want to save your family name from great shame," he walked towards her, backing her against the wall. He put his hands on both sides of her head, caging her in with his muscular arms, an evil smirk on his face, a smug smirk.
"I hold your families life in my hands Bell, and it's all riding on how well you do what I say."
See if I EVER kiss him, I can't believe I was thinking of that.
Marcus merely folded his arms and smiled at her. "Never say never Katie."
Marcus sat down and watched her lazily from beneath his lashes, pretending to have his focus elsewhere,waiting for the girl before him to relax a bit. She looked ready to pounce and attack if he made one false move.
"Have a seat Katie, I want to tell you a story."
Katie glared at him still but did what he said, interested to hear just why he had brought her here.
"Your family is a very upstanding family in our world, you know. I was very impressed when I went over your family history," he said smoothly.
Katie stiffened, she did not like that tone he had when he said that.
"What of it Marcus? What does my family have to do with any of this?"
Marcus stared at her, somewhat impressed at the way she was handling herself. She was calm and collected. She held herself up with pride, he smirked.
"Your fathers family is very proud of being a pure blooded family are they not?"
Katie only glared at him, causing him to shake his head. "Your grandmother would be appalled at your manners, it's not polite to not answer a question someone asks you."
He stood, coming towards her. Katie held herself upright.
"Yes, Flint," she spit the name as if it left a bad taste in her mouth, "My family is very proud of being a pure blooded wizarding family, what of it?"
"What would your family think if they knew a mudblood was in their midst?"
Katie scoffed, anger burning in her blood. "You've got nothing Flint, absolutely nothing. You're just bluffing!" she said, jumping to her feet.
"Again with the negative Katie, really, you should give me a chance to finish speaking before making assumptions."
Katie stood there, hands balled into fists once more, clenching them in her agitation. Marcus merely smiled as he leaned lazily against the wall, arms folded.
"So what do you think of your step-mother? She's a very pretty woman," he said, a lecherous tone in his voice. "What does my step-mother have to do with anything? She comes from a well respected, pure blooded wizarding family. My father never would have married her otherwise," she replied, disgusted. "Leave her out of this."
Marcus only tsk'ed "Poor Katie, you've been living under an illusion for so long, it's almost sad for me to see. Only almost," he said with a smile.
Katie looked at him warily, her stance relaxing a little bit, just what was he playing at?
Marcus carried on as if he hadn't noticed. "Your father went to great lengths to protect her and make her acceptable for his family. Wouldn't it be a pity if they ended up finding out she was a muggle born?"
Katie flinched at the word, putting her nose in the air "You're a lying snake Flint. Natalie is as much of a pure blood as you or me." Marcus arched a brow, and bent down, opening one of the files on the table. He handed it to her, a triumphant gleam in his eyes.
Katie stared down at the file, containing a birth certificate and a picture of her stepmother. There was a different name on the certificate, there was a different set of parents listed on the certificate. She frowned awkwardly, shaking her head. "This is someone else...." she said quietly, looking up at Marcus with green eyes full of confusion. Marcus swallowed, he didn't like seeing that look in her eyes. He wanted to take it away. At that thought he sucked in a breath and stepped backwards, shaking his head. Damn Gryffindor was clouding his good judgement. His eyes narrowed.
"No, that certificate, as hard as it was to find, is your step-mothers real birth certificate. Your father went to great lengths to keep her true identity a secret. He could get in very big trouble for lying to his family, lying to the ministry and he went so far as to lie on public records. But the worst offense of all in this case would be passing a filthy mudblood as a pure blood! He sullied the name of pure blood by parading her through as one of us!" he roared, taking the folder and slamming it back down on the coffee table.
Katie stared at him pale faced up upright just the same, refusing to quail to his anger.
"So you want me to work for you to keep that a secret? Is that all?" she sniffed, folding her arms. "My father can easily come out with the secret and there would be no reason for me to do anything you say if that's all you got!" she shot back, looking victorious, obviously thinking she had won this argument. Marcus only smirked, shaking his head. "Poor, naive Katie. You don't get it do you? If the DeathEaters find out what your father is done, no one in your family is safe. So far only I know this secret your father has buried deep in his closet, but with one word from me, you and your family will become targets. The Deatheaters will not rest until they see that your family is wiped out for disgracing the name of every pureblood wizard in our world by dragging that filth among them," he said calmly, knowing without even looking at her face that he had won this round. Katie wouldn't be able to live with everyones death on her shoulders.
"So you see Katie, you do have to do what I say if you want your family to live. If you want the name of Bell to remain in high regard among the pure bloods. If you want to save your family name from great shame," he walked towards her, backing her against the wall. He put his hands on both sides of her head, caging her in with his muscular arms, an evil smirk on his face, a smug smirk.
"I hold your families life in my hands Bell, and it's all riding on how well you do what I say."