Dark Secrets

Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters...

Katie lay in her bed, wide awake. Thinking that maybe, Marcus did like her too. They played nice for their parents, yes, and Katie too did exaggerate things to make their story believable, but there had to be some truth behind his words as well, right? Why else would he go this lengths to keep her save? Introducing her to his parents was something Katie wouldn't have expected from him. And he seemed so calm about it. As if he really was happy. Deciding to investigate in the morning, she turned until she was comfortable and tried to will herself to sleep.

Marcus too, had problems falling asleep. The evening went splendid. Katie kept kissing him back, she did initiate physical contact. He really was rather pleased with this turn of events. Maybe she did like him since back in Hogwarts, like she told their parents this evening. He had heard bits about that back then, yes, but he'd always stomped it off as gossip. After all, of the three Gryffindor Chasers, she was the one that insulted him the worst. Always trying to get to him with her fiery temper. In a weird way one might have considered their banter as flirting. Had she been just a little older... Marcus train of thought was interrupted with the intense burning sensation of his Dark Mark. "Damn it." he bit out, shuffling out of bed and getting dressed. He was out of his room in five minutes.

Standing in the hallway he glanced at the door to Katies bedroom, contemplating wether or not he should tell her about his departure. He knocked on her door softly, deciding he would tell her when she was awake, but wouldn't bother waking her for this.

Still awake Katie called out "Come in" and sat up in bed, tapping the lamp on the nightstand so the room was basked in dim light.

"Hi" Marcus smiled tightly as he opened the door and came in.

"Whats wrong?" Katie asked, standing up alarmed. "Nothing, I have to leave though. Don't know when I'll be back, so I thought I better tell you. Wouldn't do anyone anything good if you'd worry." Marcus stated calmly,gesturing to his forearm.

Katies face scrunched up in confusion. "Oh. Where are you going then?" "Business" he answered simply. "Oh." Katie wanted to shake herself for sounding so silly.

"Well, stay safe." she inched closer to Marcus and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him softly on the lips. Her hands firmly on his shoulders. Marcus kissed her back, before straightening his shoulders. "I hope I'll be back in the morning." he said, pushing a strand of her gold locks behind her ear. "Ok." Katie smiled lightly.

Marcus left silently.

Katie went back to bed, trying to get comfortable. But her mind was reeling. What was she supposed to do if something happened to him? Would someone put her back on that list?

Unable to stop caring for Marcus and sure he would never wake her when he came back, Katie decided to wait in his room for him. Wouldn't do any good if he would get hurt and bleed all over the place, better she'd be there to patch him up, rescue the hardwood floor and safe Effie some scrubbing.

Marcus meanwhile aparated to Malfoy Manor. There were already a few of his fellow Death Eaters present, more were arriving. He spotted Warrington and Pucey and walked over to them. He nodded in greeting but kept silent. Warrington just nodded back. "Hey mate, how's it going? Bell feeling better?" Pucey asked with false cheer. "I'm fine. She's fine too." was Marcus tight lipped answer. Sensing the other's discomfort he added: "Made it official, announcement will be in the prophet tomorrow. You should stop calling her Bell, won't be her last name for much longer now."

Adrian found his smile back at this. "That's great man, congratulations." Again, Marcus only nodded. Pucey opened his mouth again to add something when Warrington's cough interrupted him to signal the arriving of the Dark Lord.

"Welcome, my friends. We have gathered here to celebrate the capture of several Muggle lovers. As you can think, I want information. Whatever necessary to get them to sing, do it. But keep at least a few of them alive." Voldemort called out, his mouth twisted in a sickly smirk.

Marcus let out a heavy sight. Hopefully he knew none of these poor idealistic fools. The Death Eaters went after the Dark Lord towards the Malfoys parlor. Noticing the screaming already started, Marcus had his hopes high this was going to be over within the next hours.

With this thought in mind, he joined his fellows, torturing one of the dozen captured to get information out of him.

When he was unconscious and half dead, they decided he couldn't know anything.

Most of the others were likewise unsuccessful, a few of the captured were already dead.

The rest was herded into the cells in the basement and most of the Death Eaters were allowed to leave.

Relieved that it's finally over, Marcus apparated home. Not bothering to shed his robes he stormed right up to his room, shutting the door behind him in a not very careful manner.

This startles Katie awake, who fell asleep on Marcus bed. "Marcus?" she mumbles.

Flint himself turns around to her shocked. "What're you doing here?" he asks, taking in the sight of her, noticing how right she looked in his bed, wearing nothing more than a skimpy nightshirt.

"I was waiting... Is that blood? Oh my god, Marcus! Are you hurt?" Katie jumped off the bed and towards him. Marcus hadn't even realized his robes were soaked in blood.

"No, I'm fine. That's not my blood." he answeres, shedding his robes and throwing them in the corner behind him.

"Oh. Good." Katie blinked, tucking her hands that had reached out to him back to her side.

Marcus laughed out humorlessly. "Good? That's the blood from Muggle sympathizers who were dumb enough to get catched. Hell, for all I know some of them could be your friends."

"It's still good to know that you're ok and unharmed." Katie bit out, standing her ground.

"It's good? You should be disgusted by me! I tortured your friends tonight, Katie!" he snarled at her.

"It's not like you had a choice! I can't be disgusted by you if you're just doing what you have to do!"

Katie snaps back at him. "I still did it! Am going to do it again, probably. You should hate me." Marcus bellows, almost desperately.

Katie comes even closer towards him. "I could never hate you." she says quietly, before brushing her lips over his. And just like that, all the anger left Marcus and he's responding to her passionately. Opening her lips with his tongue, he deepens the kiss, pressing Katie as close to him as possible.

"I wasn't... lying..when I told...our parents I've liked you back in School." Katie mumbled between kisses. Marcus growled in approval.

"I've liked you for a long time too." he answeres, pushing her towards the bed, his hands roaming up and down the sides of her body.

"Maybe I more than like you." Katie mumbles, fumbling to get his dress shirt off of him.

"Katie..." Marcus voice was low and husky. She wanted to say something else, but he shut her up by claiming her lips in another breathtaking kiss.

After shrugging off his dress shirt, he inched his hands to the hem of Katies nightshirt. Pushing it up her body slowly, leaving her in nothing but her panties. "God you look so beautiful." he mumbled. Kissing her again, his one hand caressing her breast whilst he hold her close with the other, lowering them down on his bed carefully.

"I've never seen anything so perfect like the sight of you in my bed." Katies hands were busy tugging down his pants. "Get out of these clothes. Now." She encouraged him. Marcus complied quickly. Katie wiggled out of her underwear and reached for Marcus again, pulling him flush on top of her. "Katie we should.." "Stop talking, Marcus! Kiss me!" Katie urged him on.

Insert Sex-Scene here (I'm so sorry! I tried like a hundred times but either it sounds totally trashy or awkward...)

Katie awakes the next morning to find herself locked in Marcus strong arms.

Turning around carefully, as not to wake him she looks at him, noticing how peaceful his face seemed when sleeping. She reaches up to gently push some of his tousled hair out of his face, when suddenly Marcus mouth broke in a huge grin. He cracked one eye open before grabbing a tighter hold on Katie and turning them around, so he was lying on top of her, bracing most of his weight on his underarms. "Good morning, beautiful." he smiles, leaning down to nuzzle her neck. Katie smiles back at him dazzlingly. "So, no regrets then?" she asks. Marcus pulls away from her neck to look at her. "Regrets? Why? We're engaged already." he raises his eyebrow cockily. Katie rolls her eyes at him. "Alright then." Marcus let out a sigh. "Do...do you regret this?" he asks, sounding uncertain and almost a little hurt. "I'm not sure." she answered in a small voice. "I need to get to work though." Marcus seemed mad, but let her get up anyway. Katie bolted out of the room as soon as possible and shut the door tightly behind her.

God dammit Bell! This is an act! He's not in love with you! He likes you, yeah, big deal! You just showed him what a slag you are. Katie ranted at herself whilst taking a shower. She got dressed and ready for work as fast as she could, all the while promising herself she wouldn't do something stupid like that again. Marcus couldn't possibly feel the same way she felt, so she would keep the interacting to a minimum as long as they weren't in company.

Marcus couldn't bring himself to get out of bed. What did he do wrong now? Everything was great till she asked about regrets. Did she want him to regret it? He thought they had established that they liked each other. Than why had she practically fled from him? Maybe he hadn't made himself clear enough, she's always been stubborn as a mule. Marcus jumped off the bed and through the door, trying to catch her before she apparated to work. Which he succeeded, seeing as he run straight into her, sending them both tumbling to the ground.

"Sorry." he apologized sheepishly, but made no move to get off her. "Katie are you mad I don't regret this?" he asked seriously. Katie just blinked several times, trying to comprehend what was happening. "I..no! I don't want you to regret it." the words tumbled out of her mouth.

"Then why are you mad at me? Wasn't it good for you? I thought it was..." Marcus asked on and on. Katie blushed fiercely. "Marcus I think you know I quite enjoyed it. I just...it's awkward. We're supposed to be acting as if we're really engaged when there are people around, not fucking behind closed doors."
"Oh that's rich! You were just acting last night then? Pretending I was someone else? Then how come you were screaming MY name? Huh? Oh Marcus! Harder Marcus! Fuck Flint!" He growled at her. Katie blushed an even deeper shade of red. "No." she whispered.

"Then what is the problem Katie? I thought you liked me too." Marcus gently stroked her cheek.

"I do! I just thought... It's not supposed to be like that." Katie was close to tears.

"Like what? You know I like you, and I know you know that you can't take the engagement ring off, why haven't you screamed at me because of that if you don't want to be with me?" Marcus ranted. "Because I want to be with you." Katie cried out. "It's supposed to be an act but I want it for real!"

Marcus was silent for a moment.

Then he stood up, taking Katie with him and pushed her back to his room. Tightly shutting the door behind them. "God dammit woman! How could you think this was anything less than real after tonight?" he growled, before he claimed her lips with his.