"Marcus!" Nyx hollered jumping into his arms as he walked into the Great Hall,her pigtails bounced as she jumped up and down almost clapping,he was sorely reminded how young she was.
"Oi, that's not the clothes I sent you!" Peregrine called smirking eyeing Marcus' plain brown T-shirt and navy jeans.
"Ah, Pomfrey said something about that. What the hell did you send?" Marcus asked puzzled, opening the bag Madame Pomfrey gave him with all the costumes that didn't qualify.
"He sent you a latex catsuit." Daphne giggled,Nyx also went a shade pinker and lowered her gaze.
"Bloody hell, where did he get that from?" Marcus exclaimed taking out the eccentric piece of rustled spreading a glossy ' eyes shook it again cocking his head to have a better look.
"It's not mine." Peregrine snickered, "Its Kims."
"You lucky son of a bitch, Derrick!" Adrian chuckled.
"Kim... Oh! Kimberly Palmer, your new girlfriend. I want to meet her and warn her of your hazardous nature. Even though with latex like that... I don't know if it's her I must be saving." Marcus joked ruffling Peregrines hair.
"As you wish." Peregrine grinned, " Oi Kim! Come here for a second!" he shouted to the Ravenclaw table on the left. A dreadlocked girl turned around and rushed to the Slytherin table with a radiant smile.
"Kimberly meet Marcus Flint,my very good friend." Peregrine stated, "Marcus, my girlfriend,Kim."
"Hey, I believe I have something of yours." Marcus smirked, Kim was indeed a pretty girl, and her blonde dreadlocks stood out almost as well as Miles' red ones, he handed her the latex suit, " When you ditch that twat, we'd all appreciate you presenting this outfit in all it's glory."
"Merci, Marcus, but Peregrine is pretty awesome unless there's a horrific deformity I have not yet discovered." she said coyly placing her tan hands on Peregrines shoulders.
"Thank you, my darling." he stuck his tongue out at could feel her chest pressed against the back of his head.
"Miles! We haven't discussed you in a while! Are you still going for the blessed girl?" Marcus smiled suggestively.
"You mean Susan Leeds? Oh yeah, great target,mate." Peregrine put in sitting Kim down next to himself.
"Oh, that sixth year Slytherin chick with giant knockers?" Kim added. Miles did the trademark eye roll.
"Just because you all put your life on show doesn't mean I will,gossipy bitches." he snapped.
"Fair enough." Peregrine pouted. With that Miles left the table,scowling.
"Poor guy. So how did you all spend the last three hours?" Marcus asked the remaining four people, Peregrine,Kim,Nyx and Adrian.
"Well, we hung out with the Gryffies a bit. Oh and I need to talk to you in private." Adrian responded looking apologetically at Nyx who was looking around unhappily,all alone.
"Sure, 'scuse us." Marcus said, kissed Nyx on the cheek and he and Adrian left.
"I got a note from Wood." Marcus informed Adrian when they stepped into a small courtyard and sat on a stone bench. There were green bushes lining it and ragged stones made a path in the short-cut grass. Here and there large magenta flowers blossomed.
"Saying what?" Adrian asked, he was very involved in the whole affair.
"That he needs to talk to me and he named time and place too." Marcus sighed. He did have mixed feelings about it. On one hand he wanted Oliver on the other he couldn't hurt Nyx.
"Ah, but remember what I usually say. Before you go for Wood, call it quits with Nyx." Adrian looked at Marcus sternly.
"You sneaky bitch, how come I can cheat on her with you but not with Wood?" Marcus sneered.
"Because I'm your best friend,duh." Adrian grinned.
"Your logic never fails to amuse. While we're on the topic of our friendship, can I borrow ten Galleons?" Marcus beamed.
"Dear Marcus,qui non laborat, non manducet." Adrian quoted.
"Huh?" Marcus marveled at this new flamboyant display of brains from Adrian.
"Who doesn't work, doesn't eat, Latin." Adrian boasted.
"Now, that's bold coming from you. But I presume that's a no to money lending then." Marcus snickered shaking his head.
"Oi, three timer!" a shrill voice shouted. Roger Davis cowardly stood half way between the enterance into the courtyard and them.
"Davis, back for more,eh?" Adrian arched an eyebrow.
"'Course. Wouldn't miss a chance to talk at a more or less even stance." Davis hissed.
"Two to one? Nah, you don't have the balls." Adrian snarled. Marcus who missed the not-so-friendly talk at the Three Broomsticks was just catching up with the meaning of everything said.
"Who said I'm alone?" and with his gaze Roger pointed at a tall boy standing arms crossed by the arch."Gideon Pends, Ravenclaw Chaser,familiar?"
The boy coughed and raised his hands in a surrendering gesture and smirked, Roger missed that.
"Okay,quickly, say what you want to say then fuck off." Marcus laughed.
"Just came by to say that you, Marcus Flint, are secretly a faggot." Roger stared at him coldly.
"Merlins beard! And what if I was,am or will be? You know what, if I turn gay,I'll make sure to let you know. But Davis, you should get hanged by the neck,your mothers guts for rope,till death takes you,you ignorant wanker. That is all. " Marcus sneered then checked the clock on the wall.
"I'm going to go to the randevouz, I'll see you in the Common room, Adrian." he remembered and made his way towards the Quidditch pitch through the castle, not forgetting to greet the Ravenclaw chaser by the arch.
Oliver sat on the same spot as Marcus did back on the night of two days ago. He hugged his knees and hid his face behind them, at times peering out across the pitch.
"Oi! Oli,lookie here, I came." Marcus announced coyly. Oliver was startled.
"Uh, great. Well, come closer would you." he mumbled. Marcus nodded and leaped over the fence and sat down next to the Gryffindor.
"You were saying?" Marcus gestured for him to continue,Oliver lowered his gaze.
"Well,um, I... I realised that, I did the right thing by walking away from you, since you moved on so speedily but I...I fucking love you." Oliver went scarlet, "Or at least Fred says I I know you have a girl now, and out of any humane feelings that don't drive you... please, just try to not kiss her around me,it's too painful. What am I saying? Merlin, just forget everything.I fucking hate you,Flint!" Oliver cried and shakily stood up then bolted off into the went pale and stumbled as if drunk towards the castle from the other side.
"Hello,darling" Nyx sat up in the green leather armchair, putting a textbook aside.
"Hi." Marcus answered blankly.
"How are you?" she asked stretching her arms out to him. He smiled bleakly and lifted her off the chair by the waist,sitting down himself and placing her on his lap.
"Alright,thanks." he sighed and proceeded to play with wavy strands of her hair. The Common Room was packed but almost silent. Everyone had a gloomy look on their faces scribbling out their essays that they left for the last minute before Monday.
"Can we go for a walk, it's terribly stuffy here." she asked breaking their awkward silence, seemingly growing impatient with the lack of attention from him.
"Sure,love." he agreed quickly and they strolled out. The corridors were just about as cold as the dungeons and completely deserted.
"Marcus, you seem constantly burdened with something. What is it?" she whispered clinging to his arm. Deep down she felt a presence of a rival, women can particularly skillfully determine this but she tried not to consider it.
"Its nothing. Just schoolwork and all." he hissed, realising too late that that was a bad choice of tone.
"Marcus Flint, you're a bad liar. But I'll leave it at that before you snap. Anyways, just out of interest, are you a virgin?" she asked with an uncomfortable laugh.
"Um, nope, in fact I could qualify as an expert. Is that a trick question?" Marcus smirked, you never know what they want to hear.
"Nuh uh." she pouted,"I was just wondering if you could teach me a thing or two..." she hinted, blushed, and tried to hide it with her hair.
"My dear, that is a very tempting proposition, but I... I'll feel too guilty, you're too young." he explained. It was a demi lie. He didn't want to lead the poor girl on since he was devising a plan of separating from her, taking her virginity would form an even greater moral and emotional bond from her to him. But saying no was a downright challenge.
"You say no to your girlfriend but qualify as an expert? Marcus, it's not guilt, you're shameless. What's the problem? Am I somehow unattractive? Is there someone else?" she frowned. Unwittingly, they walked into a small dark classroom.
"Nyx, you're beautiful,one and only. But think, you can only give virginity away once, is it really me who you want to take it? Think about the long run!" Marcus pleaded, scared by the crazy glow of her eyes.
"M-Marcus," she pressed her lips against his,"Marcus, I love you, who else deserves it?I love only you." she continued to kiss him clutching to his T-shirt as if the fabric alone kept her alive. He didn't protest. He couldn't say no to the passion that drove her. He didn't dare to say no. She began to untie the ribbon that kept her frilly short-sleeve blouse up.
"Nyx no, don't." Marcus stammered, hungrily eyeing her tan bare shoulders. His instincts sensed a willing prey to his lust and tried to cloud up his mind.
"Please, take me Marcus,please!" she begged sliding to her knees and reaching for his belt.
"Nyx,I'm not going to take away your fucking childhood. I'm too old for you,Nyx. Please understand." he pushed her hands away then sunk to the floor next to her as she started to sob.
"Marcus, but I want it. I want you! I don't care about anything else! Don't you usually preach spontaneous drunk lust? Why don't you want me, your fucking girlfriend, but take countless others?" she cried, holding up her blouse in a heap on her chest, she was intoxicated by want.
"You're thirteen, goddamn it! I'm seventeen! That's an unfathomable difference at our age! I don't want to hurt you, but I was fucking drunk when I asked you out! You're too much responsibility for me! And so I can't do as you want. I can't take your innocence! Besides…I think I love Oliver Wood… I'm so sorry for everything, Nyx. So sorry for leading you on. I managed to cheat on you with Adrian. I'm a horrible man,don't try to slide from your childhood to these depths of lust,alcohol and what deceivingly sweet especially at your age of exploration but stir clear of the deep waters. It's not yet for your eyes,dear." Marcus finished softly. Nyxs large brown eyes filled with tears and her chest rose and fell hysterically fast.
"Go… go away!" she croaked, " You tricked me without the decency to use me like a real man! Get out!" and she doubled over trying to hide angry tears. In this dramatic pose on the floor she remained, self pity choking her and envisions of herself as irresistible and loved shattered, enough to throw any woman into a state of mild slowly backed away from her then softly went out of the classroom. While walking down the corridor,haunted by the muffled cries of sorrow, Marcus bumped into a younger boy with spiky blond hair and sporting the Slytherin colours, the boy was looking around wide eyed and listening.
"Flint! Marcus Flint?" the boy shouted when Marcus passed him.
"Yeah, what do you want,you little sod?" Marcus snapped turning to the boy.
"Uh, where's de Venette? I'm her classmate and she's my partner on this project, I need to find her." the boy gulped.
"Fabulous. You'll find her in a sorry state though. She's in the old History of Magic classroom on the second floor." Marcus murmured pointing across the hallway. "Whats your name,boy?"
"Lachlan York." the blond gasped.
"Great, now go. Calm her down." Marcus commanded and walked off leaving the third-year confused.
Soon enough the news of the messy break-up hit the Slytherin Common room. Being the Quidditch Captain had its ups and downs, privileges and discomforts,so the private life of the rising Quidditch star was on exposure most of the time.
"Bloody fuck,Flint! You are fucking evil, I always said you'll fucking kill her! Ha, you don't give us fucking gossips time to fucking breathe!" Peregrine hollered running up to Marcus.
"Watch your potty-mouth,mate. And for once you were right,damn it." Marcus sighed sitting down on the sofa by the fire. Adrian was there,with his truly magical flask, as always. Most eyes in the Common room were turned to them.
"Sod off, I always fuck something up under the effect of that!" Marcus ranted pushing Adrian and the flask away.
"Marcus, let's get you to bed, you've had another challenging day." Adrian whispered with a tiny smirk. Miles coughed and leaned in too.
"Be done by the time I come up,understood?" he hissed, amusing Adrian.
In a matter of seconds Marcus and Adrian were safely behind a locked door of their messy dorm. Adrians quidditch kit lay scattered across Marcus' trunk which even on its own was in a spectacular disorder. They cleaned up three times a year (after every term) and found that satisfying enough. Adrian and Marcus were sitting on Marcus' bed seeing as it was much tidier than Adrians this time. Adrian lit a cigarette.
"Okay, you know how I'm your best buddy,yeah? So, I ran some research on your case since I knew you'd choose Wood. Well, Im sorry to tell you that he got morbidly drunk and hooked up with that sixth year Gryffindor Connie Bollato who was in her turn getting back at that Ravenclaw Chaser Gideon that we saw today. But that means Bollato won't let Wood out of her grip for a bit. So you rushed the Nyx situation again." Adrian informed with the expression of a psychologist treating an extremely mentally unsettled patient.
"Ah, that's interesting. But I don't regret the Nyx scandal. She...she asked me to take her virginity." Marcus complained also lighting a cigarette.
"Uh,Marcus, I know you wouldn't usually treat that with much respect, you'd fucking do her,you're shameless." Adrian interrupted with a genuinely surprised face.
"Why does everyone think that?She's bloody thirteen! She's a sodding kid! But she begged for it like the dirtiest, most desperate whore. Adrian, I freaked out!" Marcus burst out,gesticulating vivaciously. Adrian made a pained expression and calmingly wrapped Marcus in his smoked in arm fell asleep but he didn't even attempt to shift position,he was afraid that Marcus will leave his arms.
I have very mixed feelings about Nyx,she is very annoying I admit but she's also somehow likable...or I'm just weird,well she's my character so I must feel some motherly responsibility for her,she reminds me of Misa Amane from the Death Note :P (I watched the Death Note after creating Nyx so no plagiarism).Well enjoy this short chapter,i still have that missing words posting problem but I AM working on you,followers,favourites,(no new reviewers yet,come on! -_-) and readers in general (I want reviews dammit!I myself am a Slytherin and Ill kill you if you dont give me what I want!).On that happy note,enjoy my work 3
Love,
Acid x