I can’t remember if I posted this before, I worked on it some today and finished part three and half of part four, so expect to see them up shortly.
Take Me Away
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of JK Rowling and the people who own rights to Harry Potter books, movies and merchandise.
Katie is in a mess, her boyfriend has left her for another woman and everyone knows courtesy of the newspapers. Marcus finds her when she is at an all time low, how will his past help her to cope with her future?
Part One – 2001
“I can’t believe it.” Katie slumped down on one of the benches outside Florian Fortescue’s and buried her head in her hands. “This is such a pile of crap,” she peered down at the battered copy of “Witch Weekly” that one of her team-mates on the Harpies had so gleefully handed to her at the end of practice.
Katie was so busy staring at the offending magazine and the photos that were so well displayed on the front page that she didn’t even notice that she was no longer alone until the person who was slightly blocking her light cleared their throat. Looking up, Katie blinked a few times, willing away the tears that were threatening to fall, and attempted a half-hearted smile. “Was there something you wanted?” She kept her voice sharp, contemptuous.
“My, my, Bell. No wonder Wood left you.” Marcus picked up the copy of Witch Weekly and flicked through the pages, making admiring noises here and there, watching Katie carefully for her reaction. “And Miss Brown is so photogenic.” He raised his eyebrows when he came across a particularly revealing shot of the couple kissing on a beach somewhere. “Such a curvaceous body she’s got.” The way that he looked Katie up and down made sure that Katie knew he was comparing her to Lavender, and Katie was the one that came up wanting.
“Those pictures were taken ages ago,” Katie stood up and snatched the magazine from Marcus’ fingers, ignoring the sound of ripping as the pages came apart and tiny pieces of paper flittered to the floor like delicate butterfly wings. “He’s not seeing her anymore. It was just a fling anyway.” She knew that her excuses sounded weak, but there was no way she was going to admit to Marcus Flint, of all people, that Oliver had called her only a few days before to tell her that he had decided Lavender was the woman he wanted.
“Katie, I know that this is going to be hard for you to accept.” Katie could hear a female voice in the background; the line was a little fuzzy, long distance calls were never that good.
“Is she there?” she didn’t want to sound like a jealous fishwife, but she felt sick inside and wanted an excuse to get off the phone.
“Lavender? Yes. Look, Katie, this is really awkward. I just wanted to tell you before you saw the article. We got married yesterday.”
Choking back a bitter laugh, Katie dug her nails into her palms, wincing at the pain she was causing herself, but at the same time glad of it. “Married? Oliver did you get her pregnant?” The line went quiet for a moment, she could hear a muffled noise as though Oliver had put his hand over the mouthpiece, but she could still hear something.
“Do be serious. You can’t accept it can you? You always were stubborn.” The sound of high feminine laughter filled Katie’s ears and she bit her lip, pushing down the words she wanted to say.
“You’re the one who begged me to come back, Oliver. You promised me that whatever it was you had with her was a phase and you loved me.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Thank you for calling.” She put the phone down slowly, tears rolling unchecked down her face as she fell to her knees by the sofa and harsh sobs caused her body to shudder uncontrollably.
“Who are you trying to fool, Bell?” Marcus sat down on the bench beside her and had to fight the sudden desire he had to pull her into her arms and rock her like a baby until the tears stopped. He knew only two things about Katie Bell, one of them was that she had been in love with Oliver Wood for years, and the other was that she hated to show weakness.
“Okay,” she wiped her nose on her sleeve and then sniffed loudly. “So they weren’t taken ages ago. He married her…all right?” The last words were yelled in Marcus’ face. Normally he wouldn’t take that kind of action from anyone, but he could see that she needed to yell at someone, and better him than someone on the Harpies. The last thing that Katie needed now was to lose her job.
Feeling as though he had been punched in the gut when he finally got a glimpse of her pale blue eyes glistening with unshed tears, Marcus grasped one of her hands in his and squeezed it gently. “It’s his loss.”
“Right at this moment I doubt very much he’s thinking that,” Katie looked at the magazine which seemed stuck on those pictures of Oliver holding Lavender in a passionate embrace as different from any that he had given her as night was from day. “I just feel totally stupid.” She finally crumpled the magazine up and threw it accurately into a nearby bin. “I mean, all the signs were there. He kept on cancelling our dates, and then, out of the blue, he told me that he was going on holiday with a few of the lads. We were meant to be going to the Island together this year,” she sniffed again. “I thought he was going to propose.”
“Well he obviously proposed to someone.” The minute the words were out of his mouth Marcus felt like a complete heel. The Marcus of the past wouldn’t have felt any guilt at making a Gryffindork cry, but he had changed, and even before the first sob escaped Katie’s lips he was mentally punching himself in the face. “I’m sorry. Old habits.”
Wanting to just run away, Katie looked up at Marcus as though she was only just realising whom was holding her hand, and blinked. “Why am I talking to you about this anyway? You’re probably just going to go back to your friends and laugh about it.” She pulled her hand out of his quickly and glared at him,” D’you know,” she tried to imitate his voice, deepening her own a few octaves until it sounded a little less feminine. “I saw that stick, Katie Bell and she was crying. She was stupid enough to believe that Oliver Wood would propose to her…Instead he left her crying and married that Lavender Brown girl.” Feeling like a complete fool, Katie stood up. “Well, thank you for listening, even though you didn’t really want to.” She walked away without giving him a chance to say anything. She didn’t notice the way that he watched until she vanished into the crowd at the end of Diagon Alley, had no idea that his eyes were following her the way they had done all those years before.