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A happy Marcus/Katie story

I have been working on this for a while, hope you like it.
I promised I would make it up to Marcus....
"No beta, no owe"



I love you till the end of times

PRESENT DAY;

Marcus Flint looked around.
Warrington and Alicia’s fifth anniversary party was a success he thought.
At least for all the other guests. He saw Angelina and Fred Weasley, Harry and Ginny Potter, Ron and Hermione Weasley, George and Parvati Weasley, Montague and Leanne, Adrian Pucey and Terence Higgs, and Draco and Pansy Malfoy.
Marcus scowled, it seemed he was the only one without a date.
He had hoped to see Katie Bell among the guests. He had seen her at Montague and Leanne’s wedding six month ago - for the first time in five years.
Marcus was daydreaming about Katie, after all he had been in love with her for ten years, since the first time he played against her in quidditch at Hogwarts.
Suddenly he felt some one tugging his sleeve. It was Jamie, Alicia and Warrington’s six year old son.
“Hi, uncle Marcus” the boy said smiling at him, “are you here alone?”
Marcus scowled; “Yes” he said, “all the beautiful witches like you mother is taken.”
Jamie looked at him then said; “Auntie Katie is here alone and she is so sweet.” He paused then said, “And she was a good quidditch player.”
“She IS a GREAT player” Marcus said before he could stop himself.
Jamie looked at Marcus with a bright smile. “Don`t you know,” he said, “Auntie Katie doesn’t play quidditch anymore, her belly is to big.”
Marcus starred at the boy. “What are you talking about,” he asked, “Katie is not fat.”
“She is having a baby” Jamie said, “and mummy says it is to dangerous for her to play.”
Marcus starred at the boy. “Katie is having a baby?” he asked questionly.
“Yes” Jamie said, then looked at Marcus with a serious look in his eyes. “But mummy says not to ask her about the daddy, then she just cries.”
And with that statement he left Marcus.
Marcus felt his inside turn. Katie was having a baby, she would not talk about the farther….and six month ago at the wedding they had been drunk, she had looked so beautiful, and he had ended up having sex with her.
Marcus winched at the memory as he closed his eyes and remembered;

SIX MONTH ERLIER;
Marcus hated weddings, mostly because of all the happiness that would never happen to him. But he had to go to Montague and Leanne’s wedding - he was the best man.
Montague had dragged him into it, and they had been sort of friends at Hogwarts.
“You will be sitting with Bell” Montague told him, looking at him with a smirk at his face.
“Bell!!” Marcus answered, trying not to sound as he knew whom Montague was talking about. The girl of his dreams, the girl that interfered his sleep, the girl that was in all his fantasies, the girl that outshone every other girl he had ever been with.
“Yeah” Montague said, “you remember that scrawny blonde chaser you have been lusting after for ten years. She is the maid of honour, as she is Leanne’s best friend”
Montague ducked as Marcus threw a coffee cup after him.
Montague laughed, throwing a pillow at Marcus.
Marcus scowled.
“I AM NOT LUSTING AFTER KATIE BELL” he yelled as he heard laughter at the door.
Leanne and Katie had just entered the room.
“I am SO glad to hear this Flint”, Leanne said, as Katie just looked at him with a puzzled look, but said nothing.
Marcus got to his feet and tried to think of something cleaver to say. Words failed him and he just stood there looking at Katie.
Sweet Salazar, she was even more beautiful than the fourteen year old girl he remembered from the year he left Hogwarts.
She had grown up, and he couldn’t help but notice that she had developed curves since the last time he saw her. It suited her, Marcus thought and tried not to stare at her breasts.
And her hair……oh Merlin, he had always loved her long blonde hair.
At night, turning and tossing in bed he still remembered how her hair felt as he tugged at it during games.
Marcus suddenly realised that Katie had spoken to him.
“Ehhh…” he said, mentally kicking himself.
“I just said hi, Flint” Katie said with a small smile, “I hear that you will be my date for the wedding.”
“Ohhh..yes, yes”, Markus said, trying to pull himself together.
“Glad we cleared that out”, Katie said and left with Leanne.
Marcus turned and pulled out his wand, as he heard Montague howl with laughter.
“Don`t say a word or I’ll hex you”.

The wedding reception was spectacular, Montague’s family had the galleons….The bar was free, and Marcus for one, would not let that go to waste.
He had been sitting with Katie all through dinner, talking about Quidditch, a topic they could agree on. Marcus was afraid to talk about anything else, not knowing how he would react on any other subject.
Now people were mingling and dancing and Marcus did not feel the need to do that. He went to the bar and started on the fire whisky.
A couple of hours later he had had enough of the drinking. He thought about leaving since the happy couple had one hour ago.
He felt drunk and bored, and looked for some one to talk to, so he wouldn’t die of boredom. He spotted Terence Higgs and made his way over to the corner where he stood, but as he came closer he saw that Terry was busy snogging Adrian Pucey senseless. When Adrian showed his tongue down Terry’s throat, Marcus went out in the hall; he was going home!
The hall was quiet and empty except for one person; Katie Bell was standing before the great window looking out in the snow cowered garden.
Before he knew what he was doing, Marcus was standing behind her, both hands on her shoulders. Katie jumped at the touch and turned around, looking up at Marcus with a bewildered look.
“Hi Bell”, Marcus said, looking down at her and mowing her two feet to the right, so that her back was against the wall.
Katie opened her mouth to reply but Marcus moved one hand down her chest and his thighs between her legs, so her protests came out as a moan.
Marcus` other hand cupped her chin and tilted her head up, so that she had to meet his gaze.
“I am going to kiss you now”, Marcus said, and action followed his words. He brushed his lips over Katie’s and smiled as she moaned harder than before.
“Open your mouth”, he whispered, and she did.
Marcus felt the warmth of her mouth and the taste of alcohol, and deepening the kiss he moved a hand under her skirt, moving up her thigh and feeling her pants and knickers.
“What are you doing?” Katie asked, sounding half scared, half exited.
“Don`t you want me too?” Marcus asked stroking her lightly.
Katie nodded, and there was not much talk after that.
Katie moaned ever louder as Marcus´ hand moved into her knickers, cupping her and moving one finger into her pussy. She struggled against his hand but pure lust overtook her, and she relaxed in his grip.
Her hands moved to his belt buckle, and brushed against his crotch. Marcus hissed at the feeling, his cock hardening. Katie looked up at him with a sly smile. Marcus knew she was a bit drunk too, but somehow it did not matter to him. He was there with Katie Bell, the girl he had been lusting for in ten years, his hand in her knickers, her hands on his crotch.
Marcus pulled down Katie’s knickers as she pulled down his pants and boxers, and Marcus could not help himself. He buried his face at her neck, and groaned hard as Katie touched his hard cock.
“Are you sure you want this?” he panted, almost unable to restrain his voice.
“Yes” Katie said, “Right now I want you.”
Marcus lifted her up against the wall, and moved slowly into her. Katie gasped at the pain and Marcus froze.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked, unsure if he was able to stop now.
“No”, Katie whispered, wrapping her legs around his waist, “I just haven’t done this for a very long time.”
“I’ll be gentle” Marcus said hoarsely, moving a bit further into her, and kissing her gently on the mouth.
Katie moaned at the sensation of Marcus moving inside her and soon she followed his rhythm.
She felt so good, sweet Merlin, he wished he could tell her how much he loved her, that he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life.
Katie came with a cry of his name, and Marcus followed soon after, groaning her name, and kissing her at the mouth.
When the panting stopped, and they both caught their breath, Katie pulled away from him, tugged up her knickers and looked up at him with a shy smile.
“We are both drunk,” she said in a hesitating voice, “tomorrow we won’t even remember this.”
Then she left.

PRESENT DAY;
Marcus snapped out of his daydream; he had to find her and talk to her. If she was pregnant there were two things he had to ask her.
He went outside and he finally found her standing against an old lark tree.
Marcus starred at her, she was indeed pregnant. She stood with one hand resting on her belly, the other pressed against the small of her back. She looked tiered…and so beautiful that Marcus felt his heart missing several beats just looking at her.
Marcus moved in next to her, and Katie looked alarmed when she saw him. She blushed and wrapped her arms around herself in a sort of protective way. “Hello Marcus” she said.
Marcus looked at Katie; “ I hear congratulations are in order” he said, pointing at the swell of her stomach.
Katie blushed but said nothing.
“Who is the father?” Marcus asked with a voice that sounded more cold that he intended it to.
Katie still said nothing.
Marcus put one hand on her shoulder as the other cupped her chin. Moving her head up so she had to meet his gaze, he took a deep breath and asked: “Am I the father?”
Katie closed her eyes. “NO” she said.
Marcus starred at her.
She moved out of his grip and turned away, when she heard a pleading voice; “Katie, don`t lie to me, please, I need to know.”
Katie turned around, looking into Marcus` face. He looked so sincere that Katie almost cried.
“Yes,” she whispered, unable to meet his gaze, “they are yours, Marcus.”
Marcus put his arms around her and buried his head at her neck.
“Why didn’t you tell me, Katie-belle” he whispered against her neck, moving his hands to cup her face.
“ It was just one time when we were drunk,” she whispered, “ I didn’t think you would find out.”
“You were going to keep them a secret from me”, Marcus said astonished, tilting her head so that she had to look at him.
“I am a big girl, I can take care of myself”, Katie answered, “that night meant nothing, we were just drunk.”
“How can you say that,” Marcus asked, “It meant everything.”
“But you hate me,” Katie said bewildered, “You were always so mean to me back at school…why would you want to have children with me.”
“I love you, Katie,” Marcus answered in a trembling voice, “I have loved you since our first quidditch game back at Hogwarts.”
His hands started to move down her body and Katie sighed with pleasure.
“But you never said anything,” she whispered.
“You were twelve,” Marcus said, “I would have ended up in Azkaban for just looking at you.”
He bend his head to kiss her. Katie moaned softly at the feeling of his warm lips.
He moved his lips down her neck and Katie tried to pull herself together.
“So you are not angry with me for being pregnant”, she said, as Marcus fell to his knees kissing his way down her body.
Marcus looked up at her.
“I am the father of your children”, he said with a big smile, putting both his big hands on her belly, “I only have one question for you.”
Katie smiled but was afraid to meet his eyes.
“Will you marry me?” he asked; Katie gasped and looked down at him. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he was sincere.
She put her hands around his head and nodded.
“Yes”, she said, tears of happiness filling her eyes, “yes….I love you Marcus.”
“Oh Katie-belle” he whispered kissing her rounded belly, “I love you till the end of times.”

Comments

( 12 comments — Leave a comment )
x_posed_again
Dec. 20th, 2006 12:00 am (UTC)
Yea for happy stories!!
pippii
Dec. 20th, 2006 04:22 am (UTC)
Thanks, I loved writing this one...
catsperspective
Dec. 20th, 2006 07:37 pm (UTC)
Very nice, just what I needed to the holidays!
pippii
Dec. 20th, 2006 07:45 pm (UTC)
Thanks - this is so sweet of you...
I love writing, and it is so nice when people I respect like what I write..
Happy Holidays
catsperspective
Dec. 20th, 2006 08:01 pm (UTC)
I love writing also, I'm just not very good at it. LOL

I have written a few drabbles, but I really think I need a beta to fine tune it, ya know?

You have a great Christmas too**
kasiopeia
Dec. 27th, 2006 10:59 am (UTC)
Great happy story :) It has some great elements, but the formating was a little strange... But it didn't matter as you wrote them beautiful ^^ You have a nice writing style and I hope I can read more you write.

pippii
Dec. 27th, 2006 01:35 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the compliments, I am glad you like it, it was fun to write.
Feel free to read all you like, I am sure going to read some of yours ;-)
kasiopeia
Dec. 28th, 2006 02:08 pm (UTC)
You just do that. But I have to warn you. I have been really lazy and haven't posted everything at my journal and not every thing has high quality... I'm going to friend you :) I hope that is okay?
pippii
Dec. 28th, 2006 02:44 pm (UTC)
Great - I`ll friend you too.
Sweet icon by the way...
kasiopeia
Dec. 29th, 2006 09:43 am (UTC)
Thanks ^^
babydracky
Apr. 10th, 2007 08:42 am (UTC)
YEAH!!! YEAH!!! YEAH!!!
Happy stories rule!!!!!^^
That one is really cute^^ I like it^^
pippii
Apr. 10th, 2007 03:02 pm (UTC)
OHHH, THANKS SWEETIE ;)
Yeah - It is cute, right??
So glad you like it....
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