Okay, before you read this chapter I just want to say one thing:

I'M REALLY REALLY SORRY!

I have tons of homework for this weekend and the only way to survive this weekend for me is to give you again a chapter which is a bit shorter than the last two. But the next one will be longer again, I promise, and I'm trying to post it as soon as possible!

Evilevergreen: Yes, there will be more moments of Angelina and Marcus in bed… did this sound as ambiguously as I think it does…?

TriGemini: I promise you, they are not all nice and fluffy towards each other for long :D would be too boring this way, wouldn't it?

Lil Cow Bow: You really liked the last chapter, right?

Ccjj: I'm actually thinking about printing your review and putting it on the wall next to my PC! Or maybe next to my bed, so I can read it every morning before I have to get up, this way I might be more likely to have a good day!

Angelface04: I'm so sorry for disappointing you with the length of this chapter, but I promise you the next one will be longer, and Marcus will show his softer side in it too!

HPfan000 or Redcandle17: Usually I'd agree with you on the 'there's no such thing as too much UST'-part, but I think, maybe some time, RST is even better :D

Tiarwen: I take it you liked the chapter, hu:D

Chapter 11

Prelude

(or foreplay if you want it to be correct)

The rays of sunlight that reached her face woke up Angelina the next morning. She opened her eyes lazily but was soon wide awake when she saw Marcus lying on the other side of the bed. It took her a moment to remember the events of the day before and when she did, she closed her eyes and sighed.

But she couldn't go back to sleep, her body made sure of that. She needed to use a bathroom and she needed it now! If only she could walk on her own. She sat up silently and pushed the blanket off of her body. Carefully she pulled her right leg towards the edge of the bed and actually managed to get it out of the bed. She put her left foot on the floor and tried to stand on it, only to fall back on the bed the moment she tried to move farther.

So, this wasn't going to be as easy as she had thought. She took a few deep breaths and tried again, resting her right hand on the nightstand and thus managed to stand on her left food without falling back. Now all she would have to do was to jump on her left foot to the door.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?"

Angelina fell back onto the bed and cursed. She turned around towards Marcus who was lying propped up on his elbow and watched her amused.

"What does it look like? I'm trying to get to the bathroom." She told him pouting and tried once again to arise from the bed. Marcus sighed and shook his head when he left the bed and walked around it.

"Why don't you just ask for help?" He asked her when lifted her up as though she weighted nothing.

"You can't carry me to the bathroom!" Angelina told him blushing, he wasn't thinking about carrying her all the way, right?

"Why not? If you try to jump there you will take days to get there." He told her and made his way out of the room with the black woman in his arms. He tried to ignore the feel of her naked legs against his arms or how he could feel her breasts against his chest through the fabric of his old t-shirt.

He brought her to the bathroom and Angelina gasped at the huge room. She was relieved to find the toilette near the door they were standing in right now, so at least she would manage to go there alone from here.

"Okay, you can put me down now." She told him and wriggled around in his arms. Marcus raised his eyebrows at her and kept her where she was.

"I mean it. I'll manage now." He put her slowly down, holding her until he was sure she stood safely on her left foot and went out of the room.

"I'll wait in the hallway. Just scream if you don't get up from the floor anymore." He told her grinning and Angelina glared at him when he left the room and closed the door.

Marcus heard a tapping against one of the windows in the hallway and when he looked up he saw a brown owl in front of the window. He walked towards the window and opened it, letting the owl fly into the hallway and drop a letter into his hands. The owl had already flown away again when Marcus looked up from the envelope.

The letter was from Giles and it told him that they still hadn't found Lance. Marcus sighed and rolled his eyes. Wasn't it good to know that the aurors were so good at catching criminals?

Angelina sighed heavily and threw the pillow towards the ceiling only to catch it in her outstretched hands a few moments later. Now she remembered why she had hated being ill as a child. It had meant spending days in bed with nothing to do. She threw the pillow up again but it didn't return to her hands this time. Angelina frowned and turned her head.

"This is going on my nerves! You've been playing around with this pillow for the last fifteen minutes!" Marcus told her and threw the pillow onto the floor.

"Hey, you're not the one tied to the bed. You can leave this room, even this house whenever you want. So at least let me have 'some' action by throwing this stupid pillow around!" She made to bent over the edge of the bed to get the pillow back when her ankle hurt again. She let herself fall back onto the bed and groaned. Today had to be the worst day of her live. It had been embarrassing to have Marcus carry her to the bathroom and back to the bed. And since then, all she had done was lying or sitting in his bed without anything really to do. Marcus had stayed with her most of the time, and since they were both back to their 'old friendly behaviour' towards each other, it was at least making time pass by a little bit faster.

Radames had used the day to further investigate the room, then had dozed most of the day on the bed, causing Marcus to frown at the cat and murmur something about having to disinfect the bed later.

The sun was already setting outside and at every sound, Angelina looked up expecting to see an owl bringing a letter from Marcus' boss telling them Lance had been caught and was on his way to Azkaban. But no letter came.

She heard the door being closed and saw that Marcus had left the room. She sighed and looked at Radames who was occupied with playing with her socks on the chair. She wished she could just arise from the bed and walk out of the room, too.

A moment later, the door opened again and Marcus came back, a bottle of wine in his hand. Angelina raised her eyebrows.

Marcus walked towards the bed and lay down on the left side of it. He held the bottle in front of her and Angelina saw that he had already drunk from it. She took the bottle and looked questing at him.

"When you're drinking you can't complain so much." He merely said and received a slap on the arm for the remark.

"Just drink it Johnson." He sighed and waited for her to take a gulp from the wine. Angelina gave the bottle back to Marcus and he himself took another gulp from the bottle.

After they had drunk about half the bottle Marcus turned his head so he was looking at Angelina.

"Tell me, with how many guys have you slept?"

Angelina, who was holding the bottle right now took it from her lips and looked at him. She turned her head back and swallowed some more of the wine.

"Three." She said when she gave him the bottle back.

"You?"

"None."

Angelina raised her eyebrows at him and gave him a look that told him clearly she thought him to be lying.

"Hey, I'm not into guys." Marcus shrugged and received another slap from the woman next to him.

"You know what I mean. How many girls have you had sex with?"

"Really Johnson, do you expect me to remember whom I've slept with? I'm not a bloody elephant. My mind would never be able to remember them all!"

Angelina groaned and took the bottle out of his hand to take another gulp.

"I'll probably need more than this one bottle if this'll continue like this!" she told him and shook her head. This man was really impossible!

Marcus grinned inwardly and waited for her to give him the bottle back.

"Who were they?"

Angelina turned her head slowly around to look at him and looked at him with narrowed eyes. Marcus merely raised his eyebrows and drank on the bottle, waiting whether or not she would answer him. If he predicted her correctly, and he was sure he did, she would tell him, just so she wasn't backing out of a challenge. And he was right.

"Oliver, Fred and Leo."

Marcus raised his eyebrows at this and grinned. He didn't know any guy with the name Leo, but the first name she had said was way more interesting anyway.

"So, Wood showed you how to ride a broom properly?"

Angelina sat up and grabbed the pillow from underneath Marcus' head and hit him with it as hard as it was possible to hit him with a pillow.

"You are disgusting, you know that!" She told him and took the bottle of wine away from him. She really needed a huge gulp of it right now. Marcus just grinned at her when he emerged from underneath the pillow and put it back beneath his head.

"So, that makes Wood your first, right?"

Angelina glared at him and took another gulp from the bottle.

"Why do you ask?"

"Just curious." Marcus shrugged.

Angelina gave him the bottle back and pulled the pillow from under his head again to lay down on it herself.

"So… how was it with him?"

Angelina looked at him and tried to hide a grin.

"Why Marcus, haven't you just told me you're not into guys? Do you want to change that remark? If you want me to I could ask Oliver about it, although I highly doubt that he would be interested in you."

Before she could say more Marcus was on top of her, straddling her, his hands next to her head. His face was so close that Angelina couldn't really see it anymore for it was blurring in front of her eyes. She felt her heartbeat rising, her blood running faster through her veins. His head leaned forward, coming closer and closer to hers.

"I just want to know, what he did to make you want him." He whispered next to her ear and Angelina felt shivers running down her back. She had to fight the sudden urge to wrap her arms around his neck and also had to try and breathe normal. She felt Marcus' breath against the skin of her neck and bit her lip to keep from making any noise.

The sun had almost completely set and no light was on in the room, so she hoped, he wouldn't notice how she reacted to his closeness. She needed something to get her mind off of how good it felt to have him so close, so she asked the first thing that came to her mind.

"Why didn't you believe me that I had not a single date before my 5th year?"

Marcus brought his face back above hers and he looked deep into her eyes. How could she ask such a stupid question? Did she really not know?

"When you look into a mirror, what do you see?" he asked her in a whisper, not sure why he didn't talk louder.

Angelina looked at him asking, not understanding what he meant.

"Do you even know how beautiful you are? Always have been." He told her and ran the fingertips of his right hand over her cheek.

"You must have been the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, there's just no logical reason why no one would have asked you out. I can't believe they all have been so blind and stupid."

Angelina swallowed and opened her mouth to say something, but Marcus put a finger to her lips and shook his head.

"Don't. It will only cause us to argue again. And I don't want to argue with you right now."

"What do you want then?" Angelina heard herself ask and felt the blood rushing to her face.

Marcus leaned closer to her and smiled slightly, not a grin or a smirk, but a true, genuine smile.

"You. I want you." He told her and leaned forward. When his lips met hers he heard Angelina sighing underneath him. He parted his lips slowly and ran his tongue gently over her soft, full lips, asking for entrance. She granted it more than willingly and as soon as his tongue touched hers Angelina's arms wrapped themselves around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Please don't hate me, just think about what the next chapter will be about and pray that I'll have time to write it (and enough chocolate) so I will make it a good chapter!