Chapter One: Enchanted

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.

Author's Note: This fanfiction is going to be different from my other stories. This begins during Chamber of Secrets and goes up until three years after the Dark War. So, pay attention the time, so you don't get confused. Some of the chapters are other Marcus Flint/Katie Bell stories, just with more changes and deleted scenes added.

Time: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Genre: Romance, Drama, and Friendship

Rating: PG-13

"I HATE YOU!" Avril Lestrange screamed at her boyfriend of two years.

"I'M SICK OF YOU AND YOUR GAMES!" Marcus Flint bellowed back. He was completely aware of the fact that the rest of the Slytherin house was staring at them. It wasn't everyday that they saw a row between couples; most rows happened in a private dungeon.

Avril raised her hand and slapped him. "YOU MAKE ME SICK!" She went after him again. Zoey McCann and Michelle Lang, two of her girlfriends, seized her and pulled her away. "WE'RE DONE, MARCUS FLINT! YOU HEAR ME! IT'S OVER!" she screamed as they drug her to the girls' dorm.

Chris Derrick (Slytherin Beater) and Damon Knightly exchanged looks. They had been Marcus's mates since three. Damon tugged on Marcus's shoulder. "You don't want to stick around here."

Marcus rubbed his cheek and followed the two boys out of the common room leaving the rest of the house standing open mouthed.

Marcus Flint and Avril Lestrange one of Slytherin's hottest couple was now history. The question that no one wanted to ask hung in the air: how long would they be single?

"What happened?" Chris asked.

Marcus jerked away from Damon's death grip. "Nothing."

"Sure."

Marcus walked away from his friends. "I told her no," he called over his shoulder.

Damon looked confused. "About what?"

"What do you think?"

"Oh, but it's not like you haven't before."

"I didn't want to tonight."

"She dumped you for that?" Chris inquired.

"Yep."

"That sucks," Damon muttered.

Katie Bell gathered her books. She was going to study in the library. It was a nightly ritual for her. The common room was too districting. Fred and George's constant jokes didn't help either. The library was the only place.

She rounded the corner and Marcus Flint run into her. Her books and papers went flying through the air. She gave him a look; he smiled.

She had known Marcus since she was three and he was five. They had taken flying lessons together. Most people who played Quidditch at Hogwarts had taken lessons in the same place. She hadn't spoken to him in years.

She bent down and started gathering her papers. "Well, are you going to help me or not? Or are you just going to stand there like an idiot?"

He bent down. "I'm not an idiot, Katie."

Katie took her books from him. "I know."

They both stood up and looked at each other.

"Watch where you're going."

"Katie, you ran into me."

She began walking again. "No, you about killed me."

Marcus watched her leave. She was so beautiful and she didn't even realize it. Her blond hair shimmered as it crept its way down her back in a wonderful mix of golden magic. Her sea coloured eyes made her look like a long lost princess. Her pale skin enchanted her features making her angelic. Her body was toned from her Quidditch days, but she was somehow soft. She was a warrior on the field, but a lady everywhere else.

He shook his head. He had to snap out of it. Come on, he had just broken up with his long time girlfriend. He couldn't jump into a relationship two hours after one had ended. He knew that he had reputation as a player, but he didn't want that reputation to be true. It was a rumour probably started by someone who hated him.

He smiled. If he dated Katie, it would sure tick Wood off.

Yep, the boy was enchanted by the girl.

Katie made her way to the library. She couldn't get him out of her head. His soft, dark hair that when it was long curled at the base of his neck. His soft, chocolate eyes that were like a tunnel of joy that never seemed to end. His skin appeared flawless, but she knew of the past wounds that he covered. His body was one of a Quidditch player; she knew that he didn't have any excess fat on him. His recently fixed teeth brought his boyish and innocent facial features back. (The teeth were a result of a past summer's Quidditch accident that broke his jaw.)

She opened her books. She had to get him out of her head. He was a player. He was the kind of boy that she stayed away from. Besides, she already had a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend.

Besides, she loved Oliver.

Yep, the girl was enchanted by the boy.

Marcus opened the Slytherin Quidditch locker room door. He flipped on the lights and watched as they provided luminosity on the green and silver colours of the room, the walls were lined with past team pictures. He walked past the board were he went over plans before each game and practice. He strolled past the benches were the team "listened" to his lectures. He ambled past the lockers that contained items that he didn't want to know what they were. He pasted the little hall that lead to the showers. In the back on the room, he opened his office door and stepped inside.

His office was not much bigger than a broom closet. A desk took up most of the space. A small shower was in the eastern wall corner. A futon was on the western wall as well as another door that led outside. Another board covered in Quidditch plans covered the southern wall. Some of the plans were ten years old and rather mental. The remaining wall space was covered with more pictures and shelves that held trophies.

He pulled his duffle bag out from behind the desk. He opened it and pulled out a pair of shorts and T-shirt. He changed into them and grabbed his broom off the desk.

He needed to think.

Flying allowed him to feel free. It allowed him to concentrate on whatever was bothering him.

People always told him to talk to other people, but there wasn't really anyone. He had friends and was one of the most popular boys in the Slytherin House, but he didn't really want to talk to them. He was kind of a private person.

Like most Slytherins, he was form a wealthy pureblood family. He was the result of his mum and dad's second marriages. His dad had been married to some crazy Polish woman for five years and they had a daughter, Alice. Alice was thirteen years older than he was and he had only met her twice. His mother had been married to his dad's brother for eleven years. Then, he was murdered by the Death Eaters. (His uncle, mum, and dad were Aurors.) His mum and uncle had six sons: Brain, Luke and Logan (twins), Shawn and Nathanial (twins) and Ryan. They were anywhere from eleven to three years older than Marcus. Well, Marcus's mum and dad overtime fell in love and got married two years later. A year later that Marcus was born. Then, four and a half years later Marcus's sister, Haley, was born. Most of the time none of them was around. His parents both worked seven days a week and were only off for holidays. His half-brothers moved out right after Hogwarts and only came home maybe twice a year. He and Haley were close.

The family also moved around a lot. Marcus had lived in four different countries and two different contentions.

Anyway, this wasn't about his messed up family. It was about a girl.

Katie. Never in a million years would he had thought that he would be enchanted by little Katie Bell.

The question lingered. Did she feel the same way?