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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!
Fraser: You like Lance,
right? :p
ShadowandFlamePanther: oh if you liked
that they have shared the bed you will probably love this chapter here.
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.
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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?
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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.
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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!
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