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Marcus Flint x reader: (a final Hogsmeade trip)

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I linked hands with my boyfriend of four years; Marcus Flint. Nobody knew why I had dated him. I had got offers from other Slytherins, Hufflepuffs, a Ravenclaw called - 'Roger Davies', and even some Gryffindors. But no, I chose Marcus. Everyone saw him as the 'ugly' one, or 'troll'. Everyone, except me. I saw the kind, and caring person he actually is. It's just that no-one ever actually got to know him well enough to figure that out.

I knew this was the last Hogsmeade trip I would ever have at this castle, I was savouring the crisp snow, and the way the fourth years eagerly cued outside of Honeydukes, as if that store would ever run out of sweets.

"Are you alright, love?"
The familiar, many voice asked, concerned; as he noted my sigh in sadness.

"Yes, yes, it's just - that - we're leaving soon, I'm just going to miss all of this; you know? I probably sound stupid-"
I ranted.

"You sound perfectly sane darling, and I understand, dare I say it, I too will miss this."
He admitted, kissing my temple. Even after all of these years, he still knew how to make me blush.

"Are you cold?"
He asked, noticing my shuddering figure.

"A little, Merlin knows, why! I put several layers on!"

"Seven?"

"What can I say? I was cold!"
He chuckled, and pulled his black hat off of his head, instinctively flattening his hair, then processed to slide it on top of mine.

"Thank you!"
I dragged it out like a little kid.

"Do you remember how we first met?"
He questioned, looking at me, as if envisioning our first meeting.

"Like, it was yesterday."
I answered, joining alongside his in his daydream.

*Flashback*

I hurried down the corridor, it was my second year! I couldn't be late! Rushing around the corner, I came head-on with something, no, someone. I fell flat on my butt, eyeing the mess the scatter of booms had carelessly thrown themselves in.

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOIN-"
I looked up innocently, trying to manufacture a sorrowful smile.

"I am so sorry! I just - I can't be late for Herbology, Sprout is going to kill me! I didn't get any ink on you did I!? I'm so-"

"Hey, don't worry about it. Here-"
He passed me the final book which I had failed to collect.

"THANK YOU! ...I owe you one!"
I added, pecking his cheek and once again beginning my ridiculous pace down to the Green Houses.

*End Of Flashback*

"You were so worried I was going to shout at you!"
Marcus grinned.

"In my Defence, I risked having a month's detention if I was late for Herbology one ,ore time!"
I put my available mane up in surrender.

"We're here!"
A sudden halt interrupted out calming pace, as I looked towards the store that was going to hold our fate.

"Madame Pudifoot's?"
I queried, giggling slightly.

"Hey, might as well go out with a final cringed and stupidly posh afternoon tea!"

"-And cake! Don't forget the cake!"
I asked.

"Oh Yes, whatever would we do without cake!?"
He joked.

"Die."
I responded simply, giggling as my gentlemen-Of-a-boyfriend opened to door for me.