Chapter 7

It would be safe to say that Marcus Flint was flat out shocked when Katie Bell flooed back to his flat. He had a tooth brush in mouth, and was half dressed. Katie stumbled out of the fire place, partly because she was just tiered, and partly because this was the second time she had flooed in to find Marcus half dressed.

"Katie?" He ran up to her. "Are you alright?"

"Other than the toothpaste that is now all over me I am fine, they wanted a romantic get away, so I wanted to see if I could stay here the rest of holiday?" She started to whip the toothpaste off of her.

"Of course" he answered. "I'll be right back." He turned around and went to the washroom and rinsed his mouth before coming back out. He walked up to her and hugged her rather tightly. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Well this is unexpected." She said with a bright smile. "For once you hugged me, not the other way around."

He growled at her. "Come I was going to go out." He tried to hide a smile.

"Going out?" She asked with a very questioning look.

"Yes, I was going to meet my fellow chasers for drinks." He shrugged.

"Oh I meant to ask if you'd train a bit with me?" She said when he let go, and let her put her bag in the bedroom. She changed her shirt as well. She, like many young wizards and witch's had taken to wearing muggle clothes during the holiday. She decided that the extremely warm sweater she had on was too much for England, and put on a brown long sleeved shirt. "What?" She asked watching his expression.

"Of course." He answered. "I mean training, yes I'll train with you. Now come on I'm late." He took her hand and dragged her out of the front door.

"Marcus my coat." She said stopping. She turned, ran in and a grabbed his coat as well, and walked back out. "You strange man."

He glared and took his coat, and she took his hand, he could not help but smile as he lead her to the local pub.

"OI! FLINT!" One of the chasers yelled as he walked into the pub. When they saw that there was a girl in tow there eyes widened.

Marcus led Katie over to them and sat down, she sat next to him looking at the two other men.

"I'm Katie Bell." She said holding out her hand.

"Rich Big." The larger of the two said.

"I'm John Wills." The second one said.

"Katie here is my," he paused looking at her puzzled for a moment.

"His almost girlfriend." She answered with a laugh, "He is a bit unsure about how to go about and secure me yet."

The two chasers snorted into their drinks and Marcus glared at her and snarled. "You are my girlfriend."

"Possessive now?" She reached up and brushed his check. "I'm sorry, you make it too easy."

"I knew there was a reason I was mean to you in school." He answered wrapping his arm around her.

"Because you didn't know how else to be?" She asked.

He cursed under his breath but didn't let go of her. She laughed and looked at the other two men. "Sorry."

"No problem." John said with a small laugh. "Never seen him so worked up before is all."

"So you're the head strong girl he brought up once?" Rich asked.

"I'm guessing so, but it was more then once. It was more like, "Katie's got a great move that I once saw--" John answered.

"Or, "Katie is so bloody annoying, and sexy—"

"She is strong headed, and isn't afraid of him."

"Hmm, well welcome Katie." John finished.

Katie smiled and nodded, Marcus glared at his teammates, the rest of the night passed with laughs, Marcus even managed to relax!

"There nice." Katie said as they left the place.

"Annoying gits." He answered. "But not bad chasers."

"Marcus they are nice, at least they have laughs." She stepped in front of him nearly causing him to fall.

"Katie—"

She cut him off with a kiss. It frustrated him to no end, their kisses, were powerful, meaningful, and he knew she wouldn't let him go any further. She wanted him, she really did, but she also knew that she just was not ready yet. She had no need to rush into this, no matter how much her body screamed for it.

"Come on lets go home." Marcus smiled to her after he broke the kiss. "It's cold, and I can tell you're a bit sleepy."

It was her turn to glare at him. "You're an annoying git."

"But I am your annoying git." He answered.

Katie smiled and leaned into him as he wrapped an arm around her and they started to walk to his flat. She was lost in thought, he was her annoying git, and he made it clear to John and Rich that she was his girlfriend. It was then that Oliver shot threw her head, and a moment latter George. What was she doing?

"I have to write George and Fred." She said as they walked into the flat.

"Huh?" He asked as he watched her shoot to her things pulling out a quill and some parchment. "Their father, is in the hospital." She whispered. "I'm worried."

Marcus nodded and stood behind her. "Send best wishes from me." He kissed her forehead.

"Marcus as much as I might like and trust you, they would think you kidnapped me." She laughed looking over to him. "But what the hell I'll give it a go."

Marcus was actually shocked that she agreed to that, he meant it slightly as a joke.

George,

I have been meaning to write you, I've just been a bit tied up with life. I guess I should start with telling you that I am really worried about your father, and I send you all the best wishes in the world. Send a hug to Fred as well for me, and everyone else!

Second I'll fill you in about my life a bit. I've moved out of the Woods, Oliver is engaged, and I'm at the moment living with Marcus Flint. I know your going to flip, but he has changed a lot. He's different then he was in school, and I really actually like him. He sends his best as well.

Love Kates!

Marcus read over her shoulder with a bit of a smug smile. "Katie you don't have too."

"Marcus I want too." She looked up at him. "I'm far from ashamed of you."

He was almost shocked at her out going nature on the issue, and a little annoyed that she could read that in his face. "How—"

"Did I know?" She asked with a soft smile. "It's written all over your face." She looked up into his eyes. "Ok well maybe it is written in your eyes. Anyways they might be mad, yell, scream, but it doesn't matter that much."

"It matters." He whispered moving so he was sitting next. "I don't want you to be unhappy at school."

"I'm sick of hiding things from the people who are suppose to be my friends Marcus." She answered. "If they can't handle me then I guess I'll just have to go on from there."

"Ok." He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into a hug.

"Can I barrow your owl?" She asked standing up and folding the letter.

"Of course." He smiled. "Luke." He called as an owl flew in.

"Take this too George Weasley." She muttered putting the letter on the owls leg. She actually looked at the owl for a moment. "Thank you."

The owl hooted and nipped lovingly at her fingers, glared at Marcus and took out.

"I think he likes you." Marcus said looking up for his place on the couch.

"Could be because I am nicer about it." She snapped with a small smile looking down at him. It was a strange feeling, and still shocked her, she was for most logical reasons, living with, and dating Marcus Flint.

He gave her a typical Slytherin smirk and pulled her down onto his lap.

"And you think you'll get away with a look like that?" She asked getting up and sitting on a chair across from him.

He gave a rather scary look.

"Marcus you look like that and you're going to scare the poor mice living under the floor boards."

"What are you going on about?" He asked completely thrown off by the mouse comment. "I don't have mice."

"Well they might be living under your floorboards." Katie shrugged and watched his expression while looking at the ground, what attracted her to his hard features, and rough ways was beyond her, but they did.

"Bloody hell now that is all I'm going to be able to think about." He glared at her, with one of his scary looks.

"Not if you keep looking at me like that." She tried to hold in a smile, this was much to amusing.

He was glaring at the floor. When he looked up she was in the kitchen getting herself a glass of water. He watched for a moment as she took a few sips before walking back into the living room.

"If you want something go get it." She gave him a stern look, just to hold in her laugh. "I'm not your maid, or waitress."

"I don't want anything." He nearly yelled at her.

"Good." She smiled and walked over to where he was on the couch, instead of sitting next to him, she sat on his lap (after placing the glass on the coffee table).

He rolled his eyes in frustration. It wasn't fair that she knew his buttons. He muttered under his breath for a while about, "Damn knowing me," "I don't have bloody mice," and her favorite, "you bloody drive me mad." During his little rant of mutters she picked up a book on the coffee table and started to read it.

"What are you reading?" Marcus managed to snap at her.

"Umm…" She looked at the cover. "The Art of Celtic History." She gave him a bit of an odd look. "What are you doing with a book like this anyways?"

"I like Celtic History." He muttered, a blush started to creep up on his face.

"You like Celtic History?" She grinned, but he did not see the grin, he wouldn't look at her. "Marcus."

"What?" He snapped causing her to jump a bit falling off of his lap.

"I was going to tell you I find it fascinating, and there is nothing wrong with reading about it." She had a soft look in her eyes, but a bit of a frown on her face.

He looked down at her and held out a hand, when she took it she found herself shot up into the air, and landing on the couch, on her feet.

"Well." She looked down moving her hair behind her ears.

He could not help but smile. His smile still shocked her to that day, honestly he was not the best looking guy, but she found him handsome.

"Come here." He pulled her down onto his lap, he picked up a different book and started to read about what the muggle's thought about Celtic's. Katie went back to reading the one she had picked up and let him hold her as they sat and read.