Lost in your gaze

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Marcus Flint sat in  his potions class, barely paying any attention to Snape. He glanced at Oliver Wood, every few minutes or so. He shook his head in an attempt to collect himself. What was he doing staring at Oliver Wood? 

"Today you will be paired up to finish the potion assigned to you," Snape said, beginning to read the names of the pairs. Marcus wasn't paying any attention, oh, how this class was a bore. 

"Marcus Flint and Oliver Wood" Snape read out loud. This managed to catch his attention. Did Snape just say him and Oliver Wood? THE OLIVER WOOD?? He froze for a bit, until Snape finished reading off the list of pairs. 

Marcus made his way to where Oliver was seated, giving him a small, teasing smirk. "Wood, it seems like you're my partner" 

Oliver Wood looked up at him (oh, how his face was so beautiful!). "It seems we are. Now, wipe that stupid smirk off your face" 

Marcus grinned, collecting the potions book to read off the instructions for their assigned potions. He read out the ingredients list. "Okay, we need corn oil, mallow leaves and stems, aloe, chickweed, and slug juice" Oliver nodded, heading over to get the necessary ingredients, Marcus looking at him as he walked away. Being close to Oliver Wood, physically of course, made him blush, he imagined scenarios that he wouldn't want anyone to know about. He wished to one day be closer to Oliver emotionally wise, to know him better. 

Oliver returned with the ingredients, carefully placing them on the table they were working on. Marcus began to read out the directions, "We need to place the whole mallow into the corn oil and allow it to steep for 30 minutes" They both reached for the mallow at the same time, causing their hands to nearly hold each other. Upon feeling Oliver's hand, Marcus wanted to hold it so badly, it felt soft and well nourished. Marcus tried to hide his face as he blushed, coughing to try and cool himself down. He glanced at Oliver who was seemingly blushing as well. 

They managed to complete the potion without any mishaps. Marcus looked over at Oliver a couple of times, meeting his eyes once in a while. Snape was evaluating the potions. Everything seemed like a blur, his only focus was Oliver, getting lost in his eyes. 

The class finished and as Marcus walked out of the classroom, he managed to bump into Oliver Wood. Was he getting lucky? "Watch where you're going, Wood" Marcus let out. Oliver rolled his eyes. "Could say the same to you, what's got you so out of it?" He chuckled. You. Marcus wanted to say but he held himself back.