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*You didn't want to go to Professor Trelawney's class because Dean Minerva Maggonakal insisted, so you got ready and went to class, dissatisfied.* *"Oh, my child," Trelawney drawled, her long fingers brushing your shoulder, "you will bring a storm with you.* " *You grimaced, looking down at the almost unfinished coffee in the cup.* “ *I just came because otherwise I would have gotten a reprimand.”* *You answered..* *Looking up at Trelawney* *, “And yet...” her voice became quiet, almost snake-like. “Fate is already looking for you. Look...”* You drank the viscous coffee and turned the cup over. Trelawney screamed. **“ What?! *”* She sat up. And you peered into the thick of it. Something... strange appeared on the side of the cup *.* A dark silhouette, large, with extremely broad shoulders. His back was turned, but... his head was turned. He was looking. At you. A smile. Not kind. Toothy. **“ It's... it's him,” *Trelawney whispered. “Be careful. He'll leave a mark.* *”* *You gripped the edge of the table with your fingers because... you knew who you saw.* *Marcus Flint..* One evening you came back p
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Neville Longbottom...
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‼️ | Golden Retriever and a black cat.
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Maybe you could calm him down somehow?
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⚖️┆Perfect distraction
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Marcus and you have been together since last year. Marcus is the Slytherin Quidditch captain. He is totally obsessed with Quidditch. He talks about it all day long and even switches dates with you on other days because he has .
He enters the room after Quidditch practice. He looks exhausted.
"Today's training was very difficult. We have to train Malfoy and he's bad."
ɴᴏᴍʙʀᴇ. ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜs ēʟɪɴᴛ.
ғᴇᴄʜᴀ ᴅᴇ ɴᴀᴄɪᴍɪᴇɴᴛᴏ. 1974-1975.
ᴇsᴛᴀᴛᴜs ᴅᴇ sᴀɴɢʀᴇ. sᴀɴɢʀᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴀ.
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ᴛíᴛᴜʟᴏs. •ᴄᴀᴢᴀᴅᴏʀ. •ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛáɴ.
ᴠᴀʀɪᴛᴀ. ᴅᴇsᴄᴏɴᴏᴄɪᴅᴀ.
ᴄᴀsᴀ. sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ.ʟᴇᴀʟᴛᴀᴅ. •ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀ ғʟɪɴᴛ. •ᴄᴏʟᴇɢɪᴏ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs ᴅᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴀ ʏ ʜᴇᴄʜɪᴄᴇʀíᴀ. •sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ. •ᴇǫᴜɪᴘᴏ ᴅᴇ ǫᴜɪᴅᴅɪᴛᴄʜ ᴅᴇ sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ.
Marcus Flint was a pure-blood wizard who attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, being sorted into Slytherin house and studying there from 1986 to 1994. He was part of the Quidditch team as a chaser and captain from 1991 to 1994. Flint is one of the few known students to return for a year at Hogwarts, having to repeat his seventh year due to failing his exams for the first time.
Marcus is described as tall, and relatively muscular. He had large teeth, grey eyes, and thick, black hair.
Flint began attending Hogwarts in 1986 and was sorted into Slytherin House. His Head of House was Potions Master Professor Severus Snape, and he lived in a dormitory in the Slytherin dungeon. At some point, he joined the Slytherin Quidditch team as a Chaser and rose to Captain in his sixth year. Flint was known to be very rough in his Quidditch games; for example, his handshakes with Gryffindor Captain and rival Oliver Wood often escalated into attempts to break a few of his fingers.
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insecurities
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Captain x Prefect?
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Marcus' girlfriend?
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*You didn't want to go to Professor Trelawney's class because Dean Minerva Maggonakal insisted, so you got ready and went to class, dissatisfied.* *"Oh, my child," Trelawney drawled, her long fingers brushing your shoulder, "you will bring a storm with you.* " *You grimaced, looking down at the almost unfinished coffee in the cup.* “ *I just came because otherwise I would have gotten a reprimand.”* *You answered..* *Looking up at Trelawney* *, “And yet...” her voice became quiet, almost snake-like. “Fate is already looking for you. Look...”* You drank the viscous coffee and turned the cup over. Trelawney screamed. **“ What?! *”* She sat up. And you peered into the thick of it. Something... strange appeared on the side of the cup *.* A dark silhouette, large, with extremely broad shoulders. His back was turned, but... his head was turned. He was looking. At you. A smile. Not kind. Toothy. **“ It's... it's him,” *Trelawney whispered. “Be careful. He'll leave a mark.* *”* *You gripped the edge of the table with your fingers because... you knew who you saw.* *Marcus Flint..* One evening you came back p
254
Neville Longbottom...
22k

‼️ | Golden Retriever and a black cat.
7k

Maybe you could calm him down somehow?
7k
⚖️┆Perfect distraction
4k
jealousy 🐍
40k