Borrowing the world that JKR created
Chapter 12.
Waking up in her room at her parent's house felt as though she was lost. She sighed as she walked out of her room looking for the kitchen. She was in a pair of Gryffindor pj's that her brother got her, and a white tank-top. She felt out of place in this house. She didn't see a single picture of herself. Gavin was in a few.
"Katie dear." It was her mother.
"Good morning." Katie smiled.
"What are you wearing?" Her mother looked disgusted.
"Sorry I wanted to get some toast before I changed for the day." Katie answered.
"Gryffindor?" Her mother spat.
"Yes." Katie answered. "Happen to be a chaser for them as well. I'm not to bad either."
"Katie here is only going to stay tonight and head back to England. I think it is best to keep our promise that she would be at the Flint's and clearly she belongs in England." Her father cut in. "Katie why don't you go get dressed and than explore the ground."
"Sure." Katie sighed and turned to walk to her room, she paused just as she got out of site.
"What happened to that girl?" Her mother demanded.
"We didn't raise her, and if I remember why, it was because you didn't think she was going to be pretty enough." Her father answered.
"Yes. Well clearly she is a good looking girl, Marcus has taken fancy to her."
"Marcus has always fancied her."
"Well yes, but why Gryffindor? I could handle a Ravenclaw, but a head strong Gryffindor daughter?"
"She is brave." Her father answered. "It took a lot for her to even come her, and now we are driving her right back out of our lives."
"We don't need her."
"She's our daughter."
"Cut her off."
"No. I will support my children." Her father sounded angry.
"Fine, but don't expect me to care." Katie started to wonder if this women really could be her mother. How could she be so cruel? So heartless?
As she turned to walk to her room she heard a doorbell.
"I'll get it." She called out of habit and winded her way to the front door where Pac had opened it.
"Katie?" The older gentleman asked.
"Yes." She answered.
"It's so good to see you again. The last time I saw you, you were 3." The man's smile looked familiar, like her own.
"Grandfather?" She asked with a puzzled look.
"Glad to see you remember!" He smiled. "Yes I'm your grandfather."
Katie smiled and walked up and hugged him.
"What are you doing here?"
"I heard they talked you into coming for the holiday and thought I take the chance to barge in."
"I'm leaving tomorrow, I don't belong here." She answered.
"Well go get dressed and we'll grab lunch." He told her.
"Ok." Katie ran to her room and changed. When she came back out her father was talking to her grandfather, and her mother was glaring at them.
"Ah there she is." He smiled. "Lets go."
Katie followed her grandfather out of the house and they walked for an hour before coming to a small café that was set in a tree.
"Amazing little place." He grandfather told her.
As they walked in it was amazing, it had stream, and everything seemed peaceful. Katie and her Grandfather sat and Katie told him everything about her life, what happened with Gavin and so on. She talked herself until she had nothing to say.
The whole time her grandfather smiled at her and at the end he nodded.
"Well Katie it seems that you're a strong young girl." He smiled. "Your nothing like your mother, but you have the same never dieing spirit your father has. Now your brother, was not your father's kid. He was someone else's, although I'm not sure whom. Your mother hated you from the time you were 3, you thought it was more important to be nice to the house elves then treat them like rubbish."
"Figures." Katie laughed and smiled. "Well I was taken in by the Wood's, who are some of the nicest people in the world."
The rest of lunch past well. Her Grandfather promised not to lose touch with her again, and pointed her in the right direction to get back to her house. She found the American Accent rather strange, really this one, and she had learned that they were somewhere in New England.
"Katie." She heard a voice call behind her as she turned she saw Marcus running after her.
"Hello." She smiled as he caught up to her.
"Can I walk you home?" He asked much to formal.
"Flint you're to formal." She laughed. "Up for a game?" She had a bit of a glint in her eye. "I saw a place to rent brooms not to far from here."
"Miss playing enough to take a game up with me?" He asked her with a bit of a smirk.
"Do I know anyone else around here that can play?" She asked and took off at a run.
Katie reached the store a few steps before Marcus. She was not breathing hard at all, he however was just a bit.
"Out of shape Flint?" She asked tossing a cleansweep at him and grabbing one for herself.
"Mr. Flint." The store keeper smiled. "Why not take something better?
"Cleansweeps allow us to work on different skills than a firebolt." Katie answered.
"Ah I see you found yourself a Quidditch girl Flint."
"I'm not his girl." She smiled. "How much will it be."
"Don't worry about it." His accent was very odd indeed, she thought it might be from the Southern part of the states. "And here's a quaffle." He tossed at Katie and she caught it.
"Cheers!" Katie smiled and looked to a rather annoyed looking Marcus. "Come on you big troll." With that Katie jogged out to a field.
"Damn it Bell." He muttered after an hour and half of Katie beating Marcus.
"You know when your not trying to shove my off my broom you're a hell of a lot easier to beat." She smiled as she sat in the air waiting for him.
He glared at her. Katie had spent the whole time they were out there to get him to just be the Marcus she knew.
Finally he flew straight at her, she avoided him, the next few hours were much better, very ruff, but it was what Katie needed to get better. She still beat Marcus, but she also had become a better flier, and rougher herself.
"Katie it's 5:30, we should get ready for the night." He said a bit out of breath.
"Damn." She rolled her eyes. "I don't know how you put up with this kind of life Flint."
He smirked. "Years of practice."
Katie rolled her eyes. "Well sense you can just pop where ever you want can you take the brooms back?" She asked.
"How are you going to get back?" He asked as they landed.
"Run. How else?" She laughed as though he had asked a dumb question. She threw the broom at him, along with the quaffle and took off at a rather fast pace.
"McGonagall would be an idiot not to make that girl captain." He muttered as he turned.
Exactly an hour later Marcus was waiting for Katie outside her home, they were to walk to Marcus's house. It was a Flint tradition for the younger couples to walk.
"My Marcus you still dress up not to shabby." She said as she skipped down the stairs.
"And you actually put shoes on." He said looking at her flats.
"Imagine that." She shrugged. She was in sea green robes, and her hair was half pulled back. She had make up on once again, and looked rather nice.
Marcus was watching her as they walked to his parent's manor. He knew he had no chance with her, even though their parents were pushing for them to marry. An arranged marriage had been the Bell and Flint's original plan, but now that Katie was in Gryffindor, the plans were starting to fade.
As they walked into the formal dinning room and took their seats Katie figured she could try and be charming, she talked Quidditch with an elder wizard to her left.
"Well I've been working on a few different moves, that involve the beaters getting involved a bit more…"
"Katie." Marcus tapped her shoulder.
"Yea?" She asked looking over to him.
"It's time to dance." He nodded toward the ballroom doors.
"Oh." She smiled. "Sorry we were talking—"
"Quidditch." He laughed. "Now if you don't mind I don't want to have to dance with the American witch's."
"Oh, but they seem so interested in you." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Now why would you want to dance with me when you could have any of them in your bed?"
Marcus glared at her and dragged her to the dance floor.
"I'm not that bad of a person you know." He looked very upset. "Just because we were on rival teams, rival houses, your boyfriend and I hate each other, the Weasley twins would kill me if they could. None of you actually know me."
"All we knew was how you treated us Marcus." She said rather seriously. "I always thought you were a good chaser, and someone to learn from."
"Yea but you hated me."
"Did you give me any other choice?" She spat at him. "If you had really cared what I thought of you, you could have tried to say something nice now and again."
"Funny Bell."
"It was all about how people thought of you. You like people hating you, fearing you. It's your own fault that people hated you." She pushed away from him. "Don't even try to tell me other wise."
He looked into her eyes for a moment, a mixture of hate and hurt.
"Marcus you've been shockingly nice sense you've left school. You've been kind, helpful, and actually fun to be around." She looked to where her parents were. "You've made these past two days more than just surviving. Where was this guy in school? Hiding? To afraid to show something hinting to kindness? You have a heart Mr. Flint, even though I would never expected it, you've got it." She looked back into his eyes.
Marcus clearly had no idea what to say to her. He blinked a few times before pulling her into a tight hug. Katie thought she was dreaming when she could have sworn he had a few tears in his eyes as they loosened the hug and finished the last dance.
"I'm to walk you home." He muttered.
"Ok." Katie nodded and took his hand. "Thanks."
"I have too." He said trying to take his hand back.
"Nope." She smiled. "Thanks for playing Quidditch today. And if I'm not mistaken if I'm not holding you hand any of the gentleman over there could cut in and walk me home."
"Your quite right."
"If you don't want to walk me home its ok." She said letting go of his hand.
Marcus quickly held it again. "I want too." He muttered. He hated the way this damn Gryffindor made him feel. He wished she was staying for the rest of the holiday, but he knew she would be gone and would be dating Wood in a matter of days.
Katie glanced up at Marcus a few times as they walked home. He looked rather lost in thought, and Katie found herself worried about him. She was excited to go home tomorrow, but she actually had enjoyed spending time with Marcus Flint.
As they reached her front door they paused. Katie wrapped her arms around his neck in a bit of a tight hug. "You've a good heart, please don't lose it again." She whispered.
Marcus gave a weak smile and watched her walk up the stairs.
"Katie wait." He said.
She turned and walked back down the stairs, a strand of her golden hair fell in her eyes.
"Hm?" She asked as she moved the strand back a bit.
"I'll miss having you around Bell." That was not what he wanted to say, but its what came out.
"Send an owl Flint I might write back." She answered. "But that's not what you wanted to say."
He glared at her. "I've really enjoyed you around." And I'd love to steal one kiss from you. He thought as he watched her smile and take a few steps closer to him again.
"I'm glade I saw your heart." She smiled bending down and giving him a soft kiss on the check. "I'm sure we'll meet again."
"Good night Katie." He smiled and turned.
Katie walked straight to her room and wanted to floo home at once, but she was stuck here for the night.
"Katie it was nice to see you, your mother sends her best, and I'll make sure that Pac is sent to Hogwarts." Her father gave her a hug.
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Katie I'm proud of you, just don't let your mother know." He said.
Katie smiled and walked into the fire. "The Woods."
"KATIE!" It was Oliver sitting in the living room. He jumped up and hugged her. "I've been so worried. Are you ok?"
"Yes." She smiled looking around. "And I'm better now that I'm home."
