I\'m watching you! | By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5620 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sorry it took me so long but I
just didn’t feel like writing last week (I don’t really feel like writing
anything right now either, but I thought I couldn’t leave you hanging for much
longer), and then I noticed that I couldn’t continue the story the way I had
planned, so I had to think up a new plotline till the end of the story (this
means less drama for Angelina and no Marcus-the-hero-scene). This also means
that the story will soon be finished. I guess one or two more chapters after
this one and then the story is finished.
Gigi: I like the romantic side of
Marcus, too. Although he is fun to write about when he is a
bastard, too. :D
ShadowandFlamePanther: I just hope you
live somewhere where it is cooler than here right now (about 32°C or 90°F right
now and it is already 8 pm!!! I just heard
that today was the hottest day here since 1922!!!), wouldn’t want you to get a heatstroke
;p And about that contraception charm…. Ah, well… uhm….
Mimi: I take it then
that you liked the chapters. :D
Teda: Well, you will probably like
to hear that Lance comes back in this chapter.
Chapter
14
Caught!
Angelina was lying on the bed,
her head resting on Marcus’ stomach. She opened her mouth when Marcus held a
grape in front of her lips and took it out of his fingers. Radames was lying on
the floor near the door, licking his paw and running it over his ear. ‘If only Lance would finally be caught’
Angelina thought and sighed.
“What are you thinking about?”
Marcus ran his fingers over her bare shoulder, reminding her of the fact that
she was still naked – and this already since the evening of the day before
yesterday. They had spent the day before mostly in his bed, only having left it
for the bath. She had to smile at this memory. She could sure get used to such
a bath…
“Just wishing Lance would
finally be caught.” She answered him and turned her head a bit so she could
look up at him. Marcus ran his fingertips over her jaw and over her lips. He
too wished they would finally find that bastard if only so he could make sure
this guy would never come close to Angelina ever again.
“What will you do once he is
caught?” he asked her and Angelina looked asking at him.
“What do you mean? I will win
the next few Quidditch games and thus this year’s championship.”
“Will you go back into your
flat?”
Angelina swallowed when she
remembered the way her flat had looked like the last time she had been in it,
and she didn’t even want to think about what could have happened had she been
in it.
Marcus watched her silently
and moved so he could lie next to her instead of underneath her head. He ran
his knuckles over her cheek, causing her to look up at him again.
“Stay with me.” He whispered
and leaned in to gently kiss her lips. His hand moved into her hair and he kept
her close to his mouth, partly because he enjoyed the kiss so much and partly
because he feared she would say no to his offer.
When he finally released her
lips she looked asking at him.
“You really want me to stay
here with you?”
Marcus nodded silently.
“You know that would mean that
Radames will also have to stay?”
When he heard his name the cat
meowed and walked towards the bed, looking up at his mistress.
“As long as he
stays out of my bed.” Marcus replied and eyed the mini-tiger carefully,
already fearing he would jump onto the bed.
“Because I only
allow one purring cat in it.” Marcus teased her
and kissed the tip of Angelina’s nose. She pulled his head farther down, so she
could reach his lips and let herself sink into another intense kiss while
Marcus’ hand travelled down her body, trying to get her to purr again.
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“Isn’t this doctor coming
today to look at my ankle?” A very tired and very satisfied Angelina asked
about an hour later while she stroke through Marcus’ hair.
“Mhm. Why?” he asked her against her neck before he started
to place small kisses along her shoulder.
“Because in this
case I should probably better put some clothes back on.” Marcus groaned and
turned to lie on his side. He pulled Angelina towards him and let her snuggle
herself against his body.
“It is way too early for this
doctor to come over. Just let us stay like this a bit longer and then I promise
I’ll get you the t-shirt and some shorts to wear.” He told her tiredly.
Angelina agreed and enjoyed the feeling of Marcus’ strong arms around her
waist.
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Doctor Fleming carefully
lifted Angelina’s ankle and looked at it, touching it lightly with his
fingertips. He frowned and nodded, then frowned once more. Angelina had
difficulties not asking him what he was frowning about. Finally he put her
ankle back onto the bed and took a small bottle filled with a thick blue liquid
out of his bag. He put some of the liquid on her ankle and rubbed it into the
skin. He then took a bandage out of his bag and bandaged her ankle.
“You should be able to put
some weight onto your foot again tomorrow. But I would like you to wear this
bandage for another three days before you remove it.” He told her and said his
goodbyes to Angelina and Marcus.
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About half an hour
after Doctor Fleming had left the two alone a brown owl flew through the open
window and landed on the bed, lifting his leg to grant Marcus better access to
the letter which was bound on the animal’s leg.
Marcus took the letter from
the owl and the animal flew away immediately again.
“What is it?” Angelina asked
him when Marcus opened the letter and read what was written in it.
“They caught him.” He only
said and sat down on the bed to pull his socks and shoes on. Angelina frowned
at this.
“And what exactly do you think
you are doing now?” she asked him and tried to grab his arm when he arose from
the bed and walked towards the door.
“I’m going to the ministry of
course.” He told her when he opened the door.
“Aren’t you forgetting
something?” Angelina asked him and tried to stay calm. Marcus frowned and
thought for a moment but couldn’t come up with anything he could have
forgotten.
“MARCUS!!! You don’t really
think about going without me, are you?!?”
Marcus raised his eyebrows at
her.
“You will not come with me!”
“Of course I will!”
“You will not!”
“I will!”
“Will not!”
“Marcus Flint! I’m a grown-up
woman and you’re not going to tell me what I’m going to do and what not! I’m
coming with you and that’s it!”
“Okay,” Marcus said, suddenly
very calm again. “Then come out of the bed and let’s go.”
Angelina glared at him. But
she would not back down now. She pulled herself to the edge of the bed and put
her leg carefully over the edge. She saw Marcus shaking his head at her attempt
and this only caused her to hurry with bringing her left leg over the edge of
the bed and onto the floor. She put her weight on her left food and tried to
walk towards Marcus only to fall forwards the next second.
She was already waiting for
the fall onto the floor she was sure would come but instead she was caught by a
pair of strong, well-known arms.
“Why have you to be so
stubborn woman?” Marcus asked her softly and held her close to him.
“I don’t want him to win. If I’m
too afraid of even seeing him on his way to Azkaban I fear I will always be
afraid of him and probably of other people too.” Angelina admitted in a whisper
against Marcus chest. Marcus sighed and rubbed her back, trying to think of a
solution.
“You can’t go to the ministry
like this.” He said and meant his t-shirt and old shorts she was wearing right
now.
“Marcus, please.” Angelina
looked up at him with pleading eyes and Marcus knew that he had lost.
“Wait a moment.” He sat her
down on the bed and walked out of the room. Angelina feared already that he
would leave without her, but then she heard him return to the room. When he
opened the door he was carrying something in his arms.
“This belonged to my mother.
It might not be the latest fashion but it will still look more decent than what
you’re wearing now.” He told her and showed her a beige long sleeved dress,
like most upper-class witches were wearing. He helped her change into the dress
and lifted her into his arms to apparate to the Ministry.
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They arrived in front of
Giles’ office and Marcus held Angelina close to him, so she could stand on her
left foot. Just then the door opened and Giles walked out of his office and
greeted the two.
“Where is he?” Marcus asked his
boss. Giles turned around and like on an unspoken command two aurors came along
the hall with Lance in their middle. Marcus tightened his grip on Angelina’s
waist when the blond man was lead towards them.
Lance’s eyes looked unfocused
around him when he walked in between the two aurors. When his eyes fell on
Angelina and Marcus he started to shiver. There she was! He had been thinking
about her the past few days while he had been hiding. He had thought about all
the things he wanted to do to her only to remember that she was with this son
of a troll!
He struggled to get out of the
tight grip the two aurors had on him and tried to get to Angelina. Marcus
pulled her closer to him and glared at Lance.
The blond man sneered at
Marcus and let out an odd sound that should have been a laugh.
“Is she good in bed? Is she
screaming when she comes? I bet she is! Likes it rough, right?” he asked Marcus
and laughed some more.
Marcus turned his face to look
at Angelina and kissed her forehead.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered and
took a step back with her so she could sit down on a chair which stood next to
the door of Giles’ office. Angelina frowned at him and watched him walk towards
Lance.
“Marcus.” Giles’ voice sounded
warningly but Marcus grinned at the man in front of him.
“Giles, I’m retiring.” He told
the older man behind him just before his fist connected with Lance’ stomach,
causing him to bend forwards and groan in pain. Marcus bent his head down, so
he could look Lance in the eyes.
“You should be grateful that
you are on your way to Azkaban. For if I weren’t going there I would take care of you right now. And believe
me, if you were still able to think afterwards you would regret the day you
laid your eyes on her!” he whispered.
As Lance was led away Marcus
returned to Angelina and kneed down in front of her. He placed his hands on her
knees and looked down at them.
“Come on, scold me already.”
He told her and looked up into her eyes. Angelina shook her head at
him and placed her hands on his cheeks.
“I love you.” She whispered as
she pulled him in for a loving kiss.
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