The Luckiest Man on Earth

The Luckiest Man on Earth

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Chapter 4: Flirting

The Three Broomsticks:

“Mariah,” asked Daria Greengrass. “Come with me. I need support.”

“What is the problem Daria,” said Mariah as she took a sip of her butterbeer. She looked at the dark haired girl with concern.

“He isn’t here,” said Daria. “Let’s go find him.”

“Merlin Daria,” said Mariah with a smirk. “The way you go on and on about Terrence Higgs is just plain scary. Weren’t you happy with last night?”

“Please Mariah,” said Daria with a raised eyebrow. “You were practically glued to Alec MacIntyre. By the way, where were you this morning?”

Mariah gave her roommate a look. Daria gasped.

“Was Terry there?”

“Is he ALL you think about?” asked Mariah with a sigh. “Besides, you know what he’s like. Do you even think he’ll give you the time of day this afternoon? It was a risk you know. You should have played hard to get.”

“I know, moaned Daria. “But he’s so gorgeous. I couldn’t resist those blue eyes. Besides, I’m in it for the long haul. I want him. He hangs out at The Hogs Head Inn. And I overheard Derrick telling Bole that they were meeting Higgs, Flint and that Gryffindor girl there at half past three.”

“Her name is Katie Bell,” said Mariah as she put on her cloak.

“Her name is lucky,” said Daria with a laugh. “She’s engaged to one of the wealthiest purebloods at Hogwarts. And he’s mad for her. I wonder if she knows how lucky she is?”

“I know,” said Mariah resignedly. She thought to herself that at least Daria was picking a man that what somewhat attainable. She usually picked men that were engaged or completely unsuitable or going out with her because of her resemblance to Katie Bell. She knew Flint had dated her for that reason alone.

When she told him about the rumour going around about Diggory and Bell, she had expected Marcus to laugh but the speculative look in his eyes made her decide to tell him that she was breaking off with him because of Billy. She had her pride. She was not the only Slytherin to note his interest in Bell last year. Her sister Medea said that Flint was obsessed with the Gryffindor. Mariah had thought it was just sour grapes because Medea had only lasted two weeks with Flint before he moved on.

The two girls left the pub and headed for the High Street. Daria was on a mission.

Hogsmeade High Street:

Terry couldn’t help himself. He followed Alicia and George down the street at a discreet distance. He stared at Alicia’s back and fumed as he heard her laugh at something that Weasley said to her. He froze when he saw them head down a certain back alley - the back alley behind Madame Puddifoot’s. He hid behind a wall and heard Alicia ask where George was taking her. He watched them disappear inside the building with a set jaw.

As he stormed down the street a moment later, he headed straight for the Hog Head pub but abruptly stopped when he realized he had to stop at the Wizard’s Emporium. He promised Alec he would get fitted for the robes for his wedding. Alec’s mother was getting hysterical. He sighed and then turned towards the shop.

Terry slowed when he saw Daria Greengrass and Mariah MacDuff headed right for him. He tried desperately not to stare at Daria’s breasts. The last time he had seen them, they were underneath him last night. And they were very pretty. He gave his two housemates a sly smile as they stopped in front of him. He grinned as Daria flushed a rosy pink when she saw him.

“Hello Higgs,” said Mariah with an amused smile.

“Hello ladies,” said Terry, as he looked Daria straight in the eye. His gaze dipped and her facet crt crimson. Terry and Mariah flirted lightly as Daria said not a single word.

“Oh look,” said Mariah with an inward smirk. “There’s Delilah, I must have a word with her. Keep Daria company for a minute, will you Terry?”

“Of course,” said Terry with his eyes twinkling. He saw the horror in Daria’s eyes as ah lah left her alone with him.

“Talk,” thought Daria desperately. She was tongue tied and very embarrassed. She could see the speculative look in his eyes as he stood there. And he was sneaking looks at her breasts. She flushed as Terry stood a little closer.

“You know Daria,” said Terry as he picked up a strand of Daria’s black silky hair. He began to wind it lazily. “No need to be embarrassed about last night.”

“I’m not,” said Daria as rai raised her chin and finally looked into his very blue eyes. A frisson of awareness went thr her her.

“It was an aberration,” said Terry with a shrug. “Blame it on the firewhiskey. You do know that you shouldn’t have crashed that particular party. After all it was obvious that you had never done anything like that before.”

“Why?” asked Daria with a hurt look. “Was I so gauche and clumsy? Did you laugh at me later?”

“Not gauche,” said Terry soothingly. His other hand touched her hand. “Just innocent.”

“Oh,” said Daria. She looked away but she was incredibly aware of his finger winding in her hair. “What you must think of me, now.”

Terry looked at her rosy face and smiled. Truly, he had no idea why a seemingly good girl had been there that night. And she was very different from his usual sort of witch. Her black silky hair, black gypsy eyes, porcelain skin and dainty tiny figure were the antithesis of both Angelina Johnsnd And Alicia Spinnet.

“Would you like to meet me later for a drink,” asked Terry impulsively. Her dark eyes glowed for a moment as she nodded her acceptance. “I have to go get robes fitted but I will meet you at around three at the Hogs Head Inn.”

When Mariah came back, he included her in the invitation. He said good-bye to them just outside the Emporium. As he went in, he looked back and saw Daria watching him with a faint smile on her face. He gave her a wink and smiled as she blushed. All thoughts of Alicia Spinnet were banished willfully from Terry’s head as he concentrated on how to make Daria Greengrass blush more later that afternoon.

Hogsmeade Quality Quidditch:

Marcus and Katie silently browsed through the latest issues of Quidditch Weekly, Broom and Quaffle and Illustrated European Quidditch League Monthly. Occasionally, they would smile at each other but they kept a comfortable silence.

Marcus thought back on the lunch they just had with her brothers. He had a feeling that he had not heard the last from Rhys and he had been right. When Katie went to the restroom and Owen went to settle the check, Rhys had made him a few promises.

Rhys’s first promise was to cut his bits off if Marcus ever hurt his sister. His second promise was to kill him slowly if he turned Katie into a stereotypical society witch. Marcus laughed and assured Rhys that he had no intention of ever hurting Katie and if he had wanted a society witch, he would have gotten himself one. He assured Rhys that he liked Katie the way she was. Rhys relaxed and turned the subject to Quidditch. Marcus had a feeling that he and Rhys could be friends. They had a lot in common; the least of which was Katie. He did not hold Rhys’s threats against him. Katie was, after all, his little sister.

Katie surreptitiously watched Marcus intently study the magazines. She loved the way he was so intense about everything. She was also happy that she had found a man that loved Quidditch just as much as she did. She looked at Marcus’s growing mound of purchases with an indulgent grin.

“What?” asked Marcus self-consciously as he noticed her scrutiny.

“Nothing,” said Katie softly. She stopped then said impulsively, ”I really love you, Marcus Flint.”

Marcus gave her a slow sexy smile and said, “I know. I am madly in love with you too, love. By the way, do you know I could get my broomstick polisheder?”er?”

“I could show you right now,” said Katie with a smug grin. She licked her lips and watched Marcus’s eyes widen.

“Later,” purred Marcus. He reached out and patted her backside possessively as a group of Gryffindors came in the shop. Katie flushed crimson.

“You are a bad, bad wizard,” said Katie repressively.

“That’s why you love me,” said Marcus unrepentantly. “Besides I show you how very bad I can be…later.”

The Hogs Head Inn: late afternoon:

The laughter at the table was light hearted as Katie smiled at
Tarquin Bole’s imitation of Snape after he found Alec in bed wi Huf Hufflepuff. Alec was rolling his eyes at Tarquin. They began to play fight as the barmaid brought another round of drinks for the table.

“I am so glad you came out today Katie,” said Sarah Douglas-Scott, Warrington’s girlfriend. “I feel we have a lot in common.”

“Evil Slytherin boyfriends,” said Katie with a grin.

“Yes,” said Sarah with an affectionate look at Chris Warrington. He was currently playing darts with Marcus and Derrick. “My house went mental when I fell in love with Chris. They don’t know him like I do.”

“I know,” said Katie. “I think everyone thought I was mental and hormone crazy when we started going out. I shudder to think of what they are saying now that we are engaged.”

“Those Slytherin witches must be green with envy,” said Sarah lowly as she looked to see if any of the Slytherin witches were listening. “Billy was looking for a husband. I kept my eyes on her, I tell you. Chris said that I was just paranoid.”

“I wonder what Mariah MacDuff and Daria Greengrass are doing here?” asked Katie curiously.

“Me too,” said Sarah with a slight frown. “It not like they are like the girls who usually hang around those lads.”

“What kind of girls?” asked Katie curiously.

“Sluts,” said Sarah dismissivelIf yIf you ride a broom for any house Quidditch team, you can have a ride on one of them.”

“Oh?” said Katie as she remembered back to the first night she and Marcus had been in his room. “Quidditch groupies?”

“Exactly,” said Sarah.

Both witches turned their gazes on Alec MacIntyre and Mariah MacDuff. They were both lazily flirting with one another. Beside them, Daria was laughing at something Tarquin said. Daria was trying not to look like she was completely flustered by the fact Terrence Higgs had his hand on her knee underneath the table.

“You shouldn’t do that,” whispered Daria to Terry.

“What?” asked Terry innocently.

“Be such a flirt,” whispered Daria right back. She tried to ease his hand off of her knee but he wouldn’t budge. He was much stronger than she was. Her little hands tried to pry his hand away again.

Terry traced the shape of her hands as Daria flushed with excitement. “You have such dainty little hands,” whispered Terry throatily.

“What is with those two,” asked Alec curiously as he watched an oblivious Terry and Daria.

“Flirting,” said Mariah. She squirmed a little. Alec’s fingers resumed their stroking. His long fingers explored her wet cleft under her skirt with a lazy look of feigned boredom. No one at the table could see past the charm Alec had placed under the table.

“In a minute,” drawled Alec with a gleam in his gray eyes. “Go to the loo and wait for me.” He withdrew his fingers from her hot pussy. He pretended to ignore the fact she left the table and tried to talk to Terry. But Terry was completely distracted by Daria Greengrass. When Marcus, Derrick and Warrington noisily rejoined the table, Alec slipped away.

Mariah was panting in the ladie’s loo. Her thighs were wet with excitement. She kicked her pants down her legs and looked Alec straight in the eyes when he walked into the washroom. He saw her pants on the floor and gave her a wicked smile as he backed her into a stall.

“Have you locked the door,” asked Mariah as she spread her legs and bent over the water closet. She closed her eyes and she heard him undo the buttons on his trousers and then slid his cock deep inside her.

“No,” said Alec as he thrust into her fast and deep. He slid long fingers into her soaking wet cleft and rubbed her in time with his thrusts.

“No matter,” moaned Mariah. She moved her hips back against him. She squirmed in pleasure. He felt so good inside her – so thick and hard.

“We have to be fast,” panted Alec as he slid deep inside her welcoming sheath.

“Ahhh,” moaned Mariah with a catch in her throat. His clever fingers had rubbed her into a shuddering cl. He. He pulled out of her and flipped her so she sat on the toilet. Mariah could feel the after shocks of her orgasm run along her thighs. She eagerly sucked his shaft deep into her mouth. Alec pumped his shaft with a growl. She closed her eyes when he came in salty bursts against her lapping tongue a minute later.

She panted and clung to his shoulders when Alec gathered her up and gave her a deep passionate kiss. They quickly straightened their clothing and went back to the table. No one was the wiser as Mariah and Alec spent the rest of the night giving each other secret smiles.

The Merlin Club: London:

In the back room of his club in London, Aurelius stared moodily onto the flames. Contrary to popular belief, women were allowed into the Merlin Club. Although Aurelius would be loathe to call them ladies. He ignored the flirtatious looks he was getting from many of the over-made up women in the room and settled down beside his cousin, Lucius.

“How boring the room is tonight,” said Lucius with a sigh. “Narcissa is in Paris. I thought I would have an amusing night out but I am sadly mistaken. Look at that witch by the fireplace.”

Aurelius looked at the dark haired wild-eyed witch and looked back at Lucius with a raised eyebrow.

“She reminds me of my sister-in-law Bella,” said Lucius with a serious face. “Mad as a hatter but gorgeous. Am I ever glad I chose the other sister.”

“Why don’t you take that witch to bed,” said Aurelius with a smirk. “And lay the ghost as it were.”

“Oh,” said Lucius with a grin. “I had Bella.”

“Wild?”

“Very.”

“Merlin. Before Narcissa?”

“After.”

Both men exchanged a grin then Lucius took a pull on his brandy.

“I’m bored,” said Aurelius with a sigh.

“Wait one second,” said Lucius with an interested look at the far side of the room. “By the bar.”

Aurelius looked at the young pretty girls with interest. They looked fresh faced and a little frightened. Like they were out of their depth and had no idea how to extricate themselves. Lucius gave Aurelius a heavy-eyed look then got to his feet. Both men moved towards the girls with predatory grins.

Later up in the private room he had, Aurelius smiled at his cousin and looked down at the girl who currently had her lips wrapped around his pulsing cock. She was eighteen if she was a day. Her and her friend had come up to London for a lark. Aurelius lazily flicked a pert nipple as the nude girl moaned against his penis and kept her head bobbing up and down.

Lucius had his girl flat on her back on the bed already and moaning softly as he thrust into her with hard stabbing moves of his slim hips. They would spend the rest of the night taking turns with both girls.

In the weak dawn light, Lucius got out of the bed and stretched. Both girls were exhausted and sleeping on the bed with Aurelius in between.

“Going home,” asAureAurelius as he wrapped a hand around a breast.

“Narcissa will be home soon,” said Lucius with a sigh. He dressed and gazed at the two nude girls with a smile. “Until later cousin.” He apparated away with a pop.

Aurelius ran a lazy hand down a soft flank and went to sleep.