Chapter One: Love Bites
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The underlined portions are taken directly from the novel; I do not own those parts. They belong to J.K. Rowling.
Author's Note: This fanfiction is going to be different from my other stories. This picks up where "The Heart of Everything" left off. The time in the books also changes. 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 Order of the Phoenix
Genre: Romance, Drama, and Friendship
Marcus Flint arrived at the Order headquarters to check in. Katie had taken the news of the Order well, in his opinion. He could hear people talking in the first floor study and followed their voices. In the study, he saw Remus, Sirius, Tonks, and Kingsley gathered in a circle around a small table that was placed in the centre of the room. They all stopped talking once he entered.
"Do not stop because of me," Marcus said as he sat down in a chair. He always hated walking into a room once people stopped talking. It made him think they were talking about him.
They all looked at him, making him feel even more awkward.
"You are the last to know about this," Sirius said slowly.
"About what?" Marcus asked in a slow voice. He had a gut feeling that he was not going to like this surprise.
"Come in," Sirius called toward the door. "My brother had a daughter," he said to Marcus.
Marcus knew that Sirius's brother had been killed during that last dark war and that was about it. He really did not know why any of that mattered. He watched as a figure filled the doorway. She was familiar. Her long, dirty blond hair bounced off the her shoulders as she entered.
"Hello, again," she said with a smile.
Marcus glared up at her. He had hoped that once he had left Hogwarts he would never have to see her again. He guessed that he was not going to be that lucky.
She smiled and crossed her arms over her chest. "You grew up good," she said to Marcus.
Marcus looked away.
"You two know each other?" Sirius asked.
Marcus did not answer.
"You could say that we were pretty friendly at one time." Her eyes was dancing.
Marcus could not believe it. What was she doing here? She surely could not be who Sirius was talking about. He gaped at her.
Avril Lestrange stepped past him. "Shall we get to work?"
Sirius nodded. "We have a lot to do." He shot Marcus a questioning look. Marcus looked away quickly. He was not in the mood to explain his past with Avril.
Avril smiled at the Order members and winked at Marcus. She was clearly enjoying the current situation.
Marcus glared at Avril. Their breakup had not been the smoothest. It had taken place in the Slytherin common room during their sixth year in front of a hundred or so housemates. He winced at the memory. His cheek had hurt for days after that incident.
Kinsley pointed up on the tension between them. "Is everything okay?"
"Yes," Avril replied sweetly.
"No," Marcus said at the same time.
Avril walked over to her ex-boyfriend. "You always were such a party pooper," she whispered, touching the side of his face. Marcus was glad that his stubble was coming in and his face was not as smooth as it had been a few hours ago. She did not deserve to see him clean.
"And you always brought me down with you no matter what," Marcus hissed.
Avril shrugged. "Love bites."
"But so do I."
Avril gave his arm a squeeze. "Oh, I remember." She laughed and winked suggestively. She turned back to the Order. "I am ready whenever you are."
Sirius nodded. "Excellent." He turned to Marcus. "Are you?"
Marcus took a few minutes to reply. He was not too thrilled to be working with his ex-girlfriend, but he also did not want the Dark Side to get any stronger than it already was. The Dark Side and Avril both had something in common. They were both like vipers that got you by the back of the neck and never let go. Their poison raced through your body and never left. The grip was unbreakable. However, in some situations a viper was needed and this was one of those time. He sighed and nodded.
Remus stepped forward and laid the Runes that Marcus had translated on the table." Soon we will be united and together on the other side. Soon I will embrace you and we will bring them all down," he read aloud. "We have not figured out for what this means. All that we do know is that it is some kind of message, possibility from Lord Voldemort himself."
Kingsley replied in his smooth voice, "The main point being that we know that the Dark Lord is planning something. However, we do not know what his next move will be or where he will strike next. We are pretty much blind in the situation."
Marcus nodded. "So, where does this leave us?"
Kingsley sighed. "We need you two to blend in with their circle and -"
"Gather as much information as possible," Marcus finished.
Kingsley gave Marcus a threatening look. "I could kill you sometimes," he said in joking manner.
Marcus just smiled and cracked his knuckles. He needed something to keep himself occupied.
"And that was exactly what I was trying to say."
Avril looked uncertain and Marcus felt a piece of happiness. She deserved to feel afraid after all of the hate comments she had directed toward him. Why could she just not understand that they were through and he did not have any feelings for her whatsoever? She looked at Marcus. "Fine."
Tonks handed them both tracking devices that had been fashioned by goblins. "Keep these with you at all times. They will let us know if you are in trouble."
Marcus nodded and slipped his into his pocket.
Avril did the same. "Where do we start?"
Remus cleared his throat. "Marcus already has a contact person in Knockturn Alley. You are to go with him today and learn what he does. Then, at some point, you will be able to go out on your own."
Avril crossed her arms over her chest, clearly not happy about the arrangement. She did not say anything about it though. "When do we start?"
Remus turned his attention to Marcus now. "When can you go?"
Marcus pulled up his robe shelve to look at his watch. "I do not know what she is doing now."
He got to his feet. "I probably should warn her before she meets Avril." He started toward the door, ignoring the foul looks he was receiving from Avril.
Natalia threw the paper down. People were making stupid mistakes again. They were spending their time attacking Harry Potter and Dumbledore, when they had other problems to deal with. The Dark Lord had returned and they were just to blind to see it. Lord Voldemort could be anywhere. He will make a mistake sometime and then they will have him.
She wished she had not given Marcus the Runes back. Since then, he had not been back. It had only been a couple of days, but still. She did not have anyone to talk to except for the people how came into her shop and they were not the best company.
She sighed. Sure, she had a thing for Marcus. However, he had eyes only for Katie Bell.
She looked down at the tattoo with her dead lover's name craved her arm. Sometimes she wished that it would just disappear. She did not like seeing his name anymore every day. She wanted to forget about what had happened. Love bites hard.
And it was all her fault.
It was too late for a second chance. She was not going to run away from it.
First order of business was that she had to find something to eat. She had not eaten all day.
She went downstairs and hunted for something to eat. She did not know where the house elves were and she did not feel like hunting for them. She would deal with them later. She found some eggs and turned on the stove. A few minutes later the smell of frying eggs filled the kitchen. She did not know much about cooking but she knew enough to get by.
She eat his eggs and glanced up at the clock. If Marcus was going to show up, then he would do so in the next few minutes.
She heard the door open and looked up. He had come and was probably wanting something.
He took one look at her. "Are you sick?"
"Why?" She looked at him. Just by looking at most members of the male gender, she got whatever she wanted.
Natalia was a very pretty girl. She had long black hair that almost reached her waist. Usually it had blue highlights in it but she had changed them to red. Her skin was just about as pale as Marcus's (both of them had albino blood in them). She had beautiful almond eyes. She was Asian so she looked exotic. She was one of those girls who made anything look good. She was twenty-one years old. She was tall for a girl: six feet. However, she probably did not weigh more than one hundred and ten pounds.
"You are cooking." Marcus was not drawn in by her charm.
Natalia laughed and noticed that he was looking everywhere but at her. She took advantage of it and checked him out.
Marcus stood at six foot four inches. He was muscular but on the slim side. He had black hair that had a little wave in it if he let it grow. He had soft, chocolate brown eyes. His hands were as tough as leather from years of playing Quidditch. He had a scar on his right arm from where he broke it in his seventh year. His body bore the marks of many Quidditch injuries. His teeth used to be uneven but he had gotten them fixed in the summer before his seventh year. Overall, he did not look that bad as far as looks went.
"So?" Natalia inquired.
"You never cook."He came over to the table and sat across from her. "Are you that bored?"
"No, I was hungry." She took a bite. "How is Quidditch going?"
Marcus shrugged. "It is alright."
She stood up. "At least you have not got hurt yet."
"I hope I do not but I probably will."
Natalia touched Marcus's face. "Do not say that."
He pulled away from her. If only getting hurt in Quidditch was the least of his worries. He was afraid right now. He did not know what was going to happen to him. If Natalia broke their promise, he would be dead. He did not trust her at all.
Natalia placed her plate into the sink. "Why are you here?"
Marcus looked at his long hands. "To warn you."
She spun around to look at him, thinking that something was wrong. "Why?"
"The Order brought another spy in," he said slowly.
"She will be coming here."
Marcus stared Natalia in the eye. "She is my ex-girlfriend."
"And that sucks." She pointed toward the door. "If that is all you have to say, then be on your way." The boy looked like he could use some sleep, but she was not going to play the nice card.
Marcus stood up and nodded. "Will do." He took his leave.
I am not happy with this first chapter. I do not know what to do to improve it. Suggestions would be helpful.