Hey, so I'm back again.

I hope I didn't get your hopes up too high about Angelina's list. I don't think there's anything too shocking or surprising in it (so if you were expecting a secret affair with Snape or something alike you're going to be disappointed).

Evilevergreen: I have to admit, that part with the door was my favourite from the last chapter. But in the next chapter (chapter 6) there is a scene right at the beginning which I like even more!

Tiarwen: Mhm… I guess I have to try harder with these Cliffhangers then, right? But I fear, there isn't one either in this chapter.

TriGemini: Angelina and Marcus put together in this small flat… do you know what the Vesuv is?...

Redcandle17: I hope you will like what you're going to find out about 'Angelina's List'.

Paixamoretchocolat: I'm glad you like it!

Chapter 5

Angelina's List

"Well, anyone before Hogwarts?" Angelina raised her eyebrows and replied sarcastically.

"Sure, I lost my virginity at the age of 3 and the talking hat wanted to put me into SLUTherin!" Marcus glared at her and leaned back against the backrest of the couch.

"Fine, let yourself get killed by your new friend." Angelina sighed and threw her arms up in defeat.

"So, can we go on now? I guess we can scratch 1st and 2nd year. So, who did you go out with in 3rd year?" Marcus bent his head over the parchment and waited for Angelina to start telling him the names to write down.

"No one." Marcus looked up at her and blinked several times.

"Anyone asked you out and you declined?"

"No." Marcus raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

"4th year?"

"No one." Marcus glared at her and shook his head.

"You don't want to tell me, that NOBODY asked you out and you didn't date ANYONE during your 3rd and 4th year?"

"So what? I didn't have any date until my 5th year." Marcus sighed and shook his head again.

"Well then, 5th year." He started when suddenly a smirk formed itself on his face.

"Ah right… this Hufflepuff… what was his name?" Angelina shifted uncomfortable around in the armchair.

"He was a Ravenclaw and his name was Robert Miller." Angelina had only agreed to the date because she felt like all the rest of the girls were having dates after dates and sometimes she felt left out when they started talking about their dates. Where they had been to, what they had done…

And so she had gone out with him. They had ended up in a hallway of Hogwarts that evening and Robert had started to kiss her. If that was what her friends were all so excited about than she could very well do without dating. But Robert seemed to enjoy himself very much. And when he started to unbutton her shirt she could almost hear the voice of Sandy Richards, another fifth year Gryffindor who was telling her that she would never get a guy if she wouldn't stop being such a prude. And so she let him continue and didn't stop him when he started to grope her breasts. She just closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself being somewhere else. But that wouldn't work when Robert started to groan against her neck. She shivered.

"You like it, don't you?" he asked against her neck where he had started to kiss her while she had turned her head away. Suddenly they heard someone laughing. Angelina opened her eyes and gasped.

"Doesn't look like she's enjoying it a lot." Robert stepped away from her and stared with wide eyes at Marcus Flint who was leaning against the wall a few feet away from them and grinning at them.

"I…I…" Robert stuttered while he moved away from Angelina slowly. When Marcus stepped away from the wall and moved closer to him he turned around and ran away as fast as he could. Angelina stared after him with disgust. Why had she agreed to go out with him? She pulled her shirt and her robe tight around her when she turned around to face Marcus. He came closer and stopped right in front of her, so that she had to look up at the seventh year.

He ran a finger over her cheek and smiled at her.

"Next time you should get yourself a real man." He said. Angelina slapped his hand away and moved past him, going slowly until she reached the corner then she ran back to the Gryffindor tower.

When her mind returned to the present, Marcus was still grinning at her. Angelina looked away and waited for him to continue asking his stupid questions.

"Anyone else in 5th year?"

"Oliver." Angelina admitted reluctantly, already dreading the reaction she was sure she would get. And she wasn't disappointed.

"You and Wood?" Marcus asked her with raised eyebrows.

"Was that the way you made captain in your last year?" Angelina glared at Marcus and was about to yell at him but then decided different.

"Why, is this the way you choose your captains in Slytherin? I hope you had fun with Montague!" she told him instead and received herself a glare from Marcus.

"Watch it Johnson or I might just walk out that door and leave you to your death!"

"Don't promise something you're not going to keep!" Angelina answered him. Radames was getting uncomfortable in her lap and jumped down onto the floor.

Marcus tried very hard to remind himself that he was here to protect her, so killing her would not be a good thing to do.

"Okay," he started through gritted teeth. "Let's just continue. Sixth year."

"Fred Weasley." Marcus wrote down the name, keeping his opinion to himself this time.

"Anyone else." Angelina shook her head.

"Seventh year."

"Fred." Marcus bit down hard on his tongue. It was just too tempting. He would have to be made a saint for resisting this opportunity.

"And the past few years? Dates, relationships, anything?"

"Jorge Caura." Marcus looked up at her trying to suppress a grin.

"Really, Johnson, can't you go out with normal guys? Jorge. What kind of name is this?" Angelina glared at him and waited for him to stop laughing to stupid before she answered.

"It's a Spanish name. I went out with him a few times during some holidays in Spain." Marcus mumbled something under his breath and waited for Angelina to continue.

"Steven Munro. Jack Hunter. Leo Franklin. Kevin Campbell." Angelina recalled her years after Hogwarts.

"Any guys you turned down?" Angelina shrugged her shoulders.

"Don't know the names."

"One night stands?"

"No."

"Wow, you really have an interesting life!" Marcus murmured when he wrote down the names.

Angelina send him a final deathglare and shook her head before she arose from the armchair.

"Where are you going?" Marcus asked her.

"I'm going to bed! There's nothing more we have to talk about tonight!" She replied and headed to her bedroom.

"Leave the door open, I don't want to stumble over your dead body tomorrow morning."

I know it's not very long, I'll try and make the next one longer.