The Last Man on Earth

The Last Man on Earth

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Chapter 44: Game Day: Part Two

Outside the Kitchens:

“Why do we have to get the snacks,” said Adrian sulkily.

“Bole was supposed to get them,” said Terry as they rounded the corridor. “But when he didn’t come back straight away, Derrick went looking for him. He was having it off with some sixth year girl behind a suit of armor.”

“Derrick must have been completely pissed, “ said Adrian with a smirk. “You know how he gets when his orders aren’t followed to a ‘T’. He’s worse than Marcus.”

“Bole just told him to bugger off and to remember to never interrupt him when he’s getting a blowjob again,” said Terry. “He said some things are more important than food.”

“I’ll have to agree with that statement,” said Adrian. They laughed and came to the picture, which opened before they could tickle the pear. Terry’s smile vanished when he came face to face with Alicia and George Weasley.

“My, my, my Spinnet,” said Adrian with an icy glare. “Shagging in the kitchens, now?” Alicia stiffened.

“Bugger off losers,” said Weasley with a smirk.

“I want to talk to you Alicia,” said Terry intently. Alicia refused to meet his gaze.

“Why would she want to do something that daft,” said George with a frown. “Come on Alicia.”

“Seeing as, until yesterday,” said Adrian with another icy glare for Alicia. “That she was fucking Terry on a regular basis. I’m sure a word will do no harm.”

“What?” said George with a shocked look at Alicia. “What’s he talking about Ally?”

“Shagging,” said Adrian with a gleeful glint in his eye. “As in sexual intercourse, as in…”

“I know, you prat,” said George with a glare.

“As do I,” said Adrian silkily. “Seeing as Ally and I have had a go, once or twice.”

“Alicia,” said a completely shocked George.

“I’m so sorry,” said Adrian insincerely. “Were you fancying a post win shag later, Weasley? I’m sure if you ask nice-“

“Be quiet Ade,” said Terry quietly. “I want to talk to you Ally.”

“We have a win to celebrate,” said George coolly as he took Alicia’s unresisting arm.

“I’ll talk to him,” said Alicia. Her cheeks were burning. She was sure that George had been shocked to his toes to learn that she had been with both Slytherins. George would faint if he knew she had been with them both at the same time.

Adrian and George left the silent pair in the hallway. Terry turned and led her into a dark alcove. Ally gave a long sigh and was about to open her mouth to break the silence when Terry’s mouth captured hers in a fierce kiss. He was grasping her hair tightly in his fist as he forced her head to bend so he could kiss her harder. Alicia clutched at Terry’s jumper as she opened her mouth to his hot invading tongue. A frisson of desire went through her as he fed on her mouth. Ally tore her mouth away from his so she could breath.

“I thought you wanted to talk,” panted Ally.

“Later,” said Terry. “After I fuck you.” He grasped her belt in his strong hands and began to rip it off of her. He began to give her rough nipping kisses as Ally made little protesting sounds in her throat. They were in a dark alcove but anyone could see. Ally gasped as he pulled her trousers and her pants down her legs. She was still wearing most of her Quidditch uniform. He was wearing a jumper and trousers.

“Terry,” moaned Alicia as he bent her over an old chest against the wall. She gave a high cry as his fingers slipped into her pussy and began to touch her with his knowing hands.

“You’re wet,” said Terry as he slipped a finger deep inside her. “The game turn you on?”

“Yes,” said Alicia. Quidditch always made her feel more alive after she played a good game. The game with Slytherin may have been down and dirty but it had also been pulsing with exhilaration and excitement.

“I love a good fuck after a tough game,” said Terry as he ground his erection against her backside. “Don’t you?”

“Yes,” said Alicia as one of Terry’s hands came up to squeeze at her breasts.

“Kneel up on the chest,” said Terry huskily as he stepped away from her to undo his trousers. He pulled his red weeping penis from his trousers and moaned as Ally obeyed him.

“Merlin,” said Ally as she steadied herself by bracing her hands on the stone wall. She cried out his name when he entered her hot throbbing cleft a moment later.

“You like riding my broomstick Ally,” asked Terry as he pounded into her body with unrelenting thrusts. “Merlin, it’s sexy that you are still wearing your uniform.”

“Yes,” gasped out Alicia. She gave a bitten back moan of disappointment when he withdrew from her body a minute later. He took his wand and magicked away her trousers. Alicia panted as Terry sat beside her on the chest and motioned her over onto his lap. Alicia sat on his erection and began to move on his lap. He looked up at her and licked his lips as his hands grasped her hips and helped her up then down his straining penis.

Alicia began to give keening cries as she began to move wildly on Terry’s lap. He slipped a hand in between their bodies and began to lightly pet her clitoris.

“Why did you break up with me?” asked Terry intently.

“I was jealous,” said Alicia brokenly. “Terry, please don’t stop.”

Terry began to move his hips into her thrusts with hard jabs. His head was spinning. Alicia began to sob ‘don’t stop’ over and over again. He gave a tight smile when Alicia shrieked his name as her entire body jerked on top of his. Terry closed his eyes and let the waves of pleasure take him as he felt Ally’s sheath undulate and ripple against his erection.

Terry opened his eyes a few minutes later and smiled.

“Alicia,” said Terry huskily as he stroked her back. She was panting against his chest and he was still inside her. “We have company.”

George Weasley looked into Higg’s mocking eyes and clenched his fists.

Alicia gasped then her face went a deep shade of red.

“I thought you were going to talk,” said George accusingly as he looked away. Terry and Alicia had disengaged and Higgs was taking his time making himself tidy again. “I came looking for you when you failed to show up.”

“I’m so sorry, George,” said Alicia as she scrambled to find and put her trousers back on.

“We aren’t finished talking,” drawled Higgs.

“I’m finished waiting,” said George with a glare. “Are you coming back to Gryffindor Alicia?” He looked at her pointedly.

“Yes,” said Alicia. Terry stiffened and gave her an impassive look.

“I have to go,” said Alicia lowly.

“No, you don’t,” said Terry testily. “We aren’t finished talking.”

“Alicia,” said George.

“I’ll talk to you later,” pleaded Alicia.

“Maybe,” said Terry stiffly as he turned and walked away.

“Terry,” called Ally after Higgs’ retreating back.

“Are you coming Alicia,” said George impatiently.

“Yes,” said Alicia sadly as she watched Terry walk away without a backward glance.

Gryffindor Tower:

“Where are you trying to sneak off to, young lady,” said Angelina with her hands on her hips.

“I just got changed,” said Katie weakly. The Gryffindor common room was pure pandemonium still. Katie was trying to sneak off.

“Going to go comfort Flinty,” said Lee as he draped himself over Angie’s arm.

“That’s none of your business,” said Katie with a frown. “I’ll be back before anyone misses me. He was angry with me during the game. I want to talk to him.”

“Maybe you’ll break up,” said Lee with a hopeful look.

“Sorry to dash your dreams,” said Katie tartly. “It will not happen.”

“Be good,” whispered Angie in her ear.

Katie gave Angie a grateful smile as she slipped out the door.

The Top of the Stairs leading to the Slytherin dungeons:

“Daddy,” sobbed Billy. “You promised.”

“I know sweetheart,” said Mr. Bletchley.

“I thought you and Marcus’s father came to terms on the dowry,” wailed Billy.

“We did,” said Bletchley as he patted his daughter on her back. “He changed his mind. Besides love, you didn’t want to marry into that family anyway. So cold and calculating and their fortune is not as big as ours.”

“Yes,” snapped Billy. “But their bloodline is long and their family connections are worth their weight in galleons. The Flints are old money.”

“My money may be new,” said Billy’s father stiffly. “But I earned it with my own two hands. I may not be an aristocrat but I have no wish to be one. Love, you have such freedom to do anything you wish with your life. Don’t get bogged down in the traditions of an old fashioned pureblood family like the Flints. We’ll find you someone better.”

“But I wanted him,” said Billy with stamp of her foot.

At that moment, Katie came down the steps and rounded the corner leading to the dungeons from the entrance hall. She grimaced when she saw Billy at the top of the steps. Katie sighed and decided to ignore the Slytherin witch.

Katie could hear Billy shouting at an older man as she drew closer and tried to slip by unnoticed.

“You,” screeched Billy. “You are the reason my life is in ruins!”

Katie ignored Billy and tried to go around her but Bletchley had a strong grip on her sleeve.

“Wilhelmina,” said the older gentlemen with shock as he tried to pull Billy away from Katie.

On the bottom of the steps, Aurelius, Severus and Marcus had emerged from Snape’s office and were making their way to the stairs. Marcus heard Billy’s voice and looked up. His breath caught in his throat as events unfolded with sickening speed at the top of the stairs.

“Merlin,” thought a stunned Katie as events slowed down around her. She saw and felt Billy reach out and shove her hard. Her stomach gave a sickening lurch as she fell. She could hear Marcus yell her name just before her head hit the stone wall with an audible crunch. Mercifully, everything went black around her before she realized that she was falling down the stairs.

“Katie,” screamed Marcus as he watched in horror as her head hit the wall. Her body was falling and before Marcus could comprehend it, he was beside her. He caught her limp body before she could hit the stairs.

The rest of the men watched the unfolding scene in shock. One minute, Marcus was yelling her name. The next second, he was on the stairs beside her.

Severus ran up the stairs beside a distraught Marcus. He was clutching Katie’s limp body and calling her name over and over again.

“Marcus,” said Snape quietly and insistently. “We have to take her to Madame Pomfrey.”

“Katie,” said Marcus brokenly. There was blood running down her temple where her head had struck the stone wall.

“Let her go,” said Snape gently. “I’ll take her from my office. There is an emergency floo to the infirmary.”

Marcus reluctantly let Katie go. His father was urging him to his feet. He watched as Snape lifted Katie gently and swiftly moved towards his office.

“We’ll meet him in the infirmary,” said Aurelius Flint with a concerned look at his son’s pale face. He urged Marcus to follow him.

As they passed Billy and her father, Aurelius gave Mr. Bletchley a grave look. Mr. Bletchley had a tight grip on his daughter and a very grim look on his face. Billy was just staring at Marcus with a pleading look. Marcus refused to even look in her direction. He started to tremble in repressed rage. Aurelius could feel his son shake with anger.

Marcus turned before he was out of sight and said in a tight voice, “You better hope that she’s all right Bletchley because if she isn’t…I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

Aurelius urged Marcus towards the infirmary. The two men hurried through the halls. When they got to the infirmary, Katie was already lying in a bed and Dumbledore was there.

“Is she going to be all right,” asked Marcus as he rushed to the side of the bed.

“She had a strong blow to the head, Mr. Flint,” said Madame Pomfrey briskly. “I have to examine her further. Let me tell you though young man, if you hadn’t caught her, she would have been severely injured.”

“I don’t know how I did it,” said Marcus faintly.

“Apparition, do you think, Severus,” asked Dumbledore.

“It’s not possible with the wards,” said Snap with a puzzled look.

“Ahh yes,” said Dumbledore. “But there have been cases, even in the muggle world, when a loved one is injured or in danger like Miss Bell, of unconscious acts of magic or stunning feats of strength. Love is powerful magic. Do you love Miss Bell, Mr. Flint?”

“Yes,” said Marcus as he watched Katie’s face intently. He looked up at the group around the bed. “There is something you should know before you cast any charms or use any potions.”

“What is it Mr. Flint?” asked Pomfrey with concern.

“Katie is expecting my baby,” said Marcus, as he looked Dumbledore in the eyes.

“Are you sure,” said Pomfrey with a gasp.

“Positive. We saw a medi-witch in Hogsmeade,” said Marcus. “And there was earth magic when Katie conceived.”

“Why didn’t you come to me first,” said Pomfrey. “I hope you planned to come soon. She cannot have contact with certain plants and potions. Impetuous teenagers!”

“Katie is sixteen,” said Marcus. “We were waiting until she turned seventeen in May.”

“Her parents do not know,” said Dumbledore. “I assume Mr. Flint knows. He did not seem surprised with your announcement.”

“Marcus told me a half hour ago,” said Aurelius Flint. “I have had time to deal with the shock.” He turned his gaze to Madame Pomfrey. “My grandchild is going to be fine?”

“I’ll have to examine Miss Bell thoroughly,” said Pomfrey with a frown. “But everything looks fine. You do know, that I have to contact her parents.”

“I know,” said Marcus as he looked at Katie’s pale face.

“I have to tell them about the baby as well,” said Pomfrey quietly. “She is still only sixteen.”

“I know,” said Marcus. He gave a tiny smile. At least, the worst will be over when Katie wakes up. She’ll like that. He held her cold hand between his large ones. He looked up when Pomfrey announced a few minutes later that Katie’s parents would be here shortly.

“I didn’t tell them about the child,” said Pomfrey with her gaze on Marcus. “I leave that to you, Mr. Flint.”

“Thank-You,” said Marcus. He gazed at his father gratefully. His father told him he would stay and help him ride out the storm. Aurelius had also said that he couldn’t have the Bells hexing his only child and heir to oblivion now, could he?