I\'m watching you!
It’s getting better and better
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lalalalalala…
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Oh, sorry, I’m already back to
normal, oh, well, as normal as I can be. :D
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hope you’ll enjoy!
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Mimi
talking about? I must have hit my head. Hey, who am I?....
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Lensa
being a damsel in distress. I guess, she would rather put on armour and fight
all the dragons out there alone :D
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Chapter
7
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It’s
getting better and better
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style='font-size:13.5pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Marcus was sitting on
left side at the table in the Puddlemere Inn that was always reserved for the
team. She had explained his presence with the excuse that he was the son of
some friends of her parents whom she had to show around town.
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merely rolled his eyes at this explanation of his being there. After travelling
the whole world he surely would NOT need a guide for such a small town! But of
course he couldn’t tell her that now.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>So
he was just sitting there, sipping his butterbeer, wishing it was firewhiskey
and watched the members of the team and listened to their babbling. Really, how
could anyone do this voluntarily?
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tuned out when the black haired guy, one of the beaters when he remembered
correctly, started talking about the upcoming match. Instead his mind wandered
back to what he had felt before when he had been waiting for Johnson. He just
couldn’t forget this feeling of having someone standing behind him. There had
been someone! He knew it. Just where to had this someone disappeared when he
had turned around? This was not making sense.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay
guys, I have to go now. I promised Sue that I would go and help her search the
flowers for the wedding.” Jasper said and rose slowly from his chair. He waved
a goodbye to John and Mary and left the Puddlemere Inn.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Marcus
made a silent prayer that this meant the end of this ‘oh so funny’ time and was
more than happy to find that the rest of the team actually started to rose from
their seats, too.
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they were finally outside of the
EN-GB'>, and Johnson and he were going back to her flat Marcus had this odd
feeling that he had had in the stadium all over again. Just this time he felt
the jealousy being directed at himself. He frowned and stopped, turning around
but again not seeing anyone.
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Angelina asked him as she too turned around. Marcus frowned again and shook his
head.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Nothing.”
Angelina raised her eyebrows at him but didn’t get any other answer.
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on, I’m hungry!” Marcus told her and started walking again.
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How dare he come into your life? How dare he stay in
your flat with you? Who does he think he is? Coming here and staying with you?
But he won’t get you!
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Angelina
and Marcus were just entering the house when Mrs. Kennedy, who lived in a flat
on the ground floor, left her flat. She raised her eyebrows and looked Marcus
up and down before her gaze fell on Angelina and smiled her sicken sweet smile.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Miss
Johnson, wasn’t there another man just yesterday coming home with you?”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Good
morning, Mrs. Kennedy.” Was Angelina’s only response when she pulled Marcus on
his sleeve past Mrs. Kennedy and upstairs to her flat. She hated that woman.
Mrs. Kennedy was probably the most curious person in the world and loved
everything that had to do with gossips and rumours. In the beginning Angelina
had wondered if she was somehow related to Rita Skeeter.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Nice
neighbour.” Marcus told her once they were inside her flat and received a glare
for that.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So,
do I get some real food now?” He asked her and held his stomach. Angelina
stopped and turned to look at the front door of her flat.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What
the hell are you doing now?” Marcus asked her confused and also slightly
irritated.
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for the sign that states that my flat is a hotel!”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Listen
Johnson, since I’m stuck with you until I’ve found your secret admirer the
least you can do is make me some eatable meal!”
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EN-GB'>,” Angelina copied his tone. “I didn’t want you here! I didn’t want ANY
auror here! I probably don’t even have a stalker. It was probably nothing more
but some stupid joke! And what then? Do I have to spend the rest of my life
with you?!” With that she turned away from him and went to give Radames his
food when the cat moved against her leg and meowed loudly.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Like
it or not Johnson, you do have a
stalker.”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Angelina
stopped in her movement, a tin of cat food in her hand, the door of the
cupboard still open. She turned around to Marcus and frowned.
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do you mean? Have you found something?”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Marcus
shook his head.
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something, rather someone.”
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put the tin down onto the kitchen table, not caring for Radames’ complaining.
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rather, I haven’t found someone, but someone was watching you today. When you
were standing on the pitch with Wood. And this someone was jealous. I could
feel him standing behind me.”
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frowned at this.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But
no one besides the team is allowed in the building when we have training. There
couldn’t have been someone there!”
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shrugged his shoulders.
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same someone was watching us after we left the
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jealousy so strong as though this someone was actually attacking me.”
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shook her head disbelieving and walked back and forth.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Couldn’t
someone just walk into the building? Maybe by bribing one of the guards?”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Angelina
shook her head no as an answer.
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are spells all around the stadium. No one can enter without permission. Since
the hooligans are getting worse each day, one can only enter with a ticket for
a game unless one’s working there. And the tickets are only valid during the
game.” Angelina ran a hand through her long black hair and sighed.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Maybe
you just imagined it?” She asked and knew already that she could not expect a
positive answer.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I
know that there was someone. So if there is no possibility to enter the stadium
without permission that only leaves one solution: your stalker is either on
your team or someone who works in the stadium!”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That
has to be the greatest bullshit that I’ve ever heard!” Angelina told him
vehemently.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Do
you have any better idea?”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Sure:
You’re paranoid!” She told him and finally gave Radames his foot into the bowl
on the floor. When she rose again and turned around to get to the fridge she
bumped directly into
EN-GB'>’s chest. He held her arms, so she couldn’t move back and had yet again
to bend her neck to look up at him.
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not paranoid!” Marcus hissed at her. “Like it or not, you DO have a stalker.
And this stalker was in the stadium today, watching you. Watching you with Wood
and getting extremely jealous over that. He was there when we left the
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there. And he was extremely jealous of me! This maniac is after you, and he is
close, very close! So you better accept the danger you’re in
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fingers digging into her bare skin started to hurt and she could barely breathe
while being pressed so tightly against her chest.
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only danger I see right now is you. Let me go. You’re hurting me!” she told him
and tried to pull free from his grasp. Marcus let her go a moment later and she
took a step back from him, rubbing her upper arms.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You
know, being just a little bit nicer wouldn’t hurt you!” She told him angrily.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Sure,
when your stalker comes to get you I will then ask him nicely to leave you
alone. I’m sure he’ll do so if I add the word ‘please’.” Marcus replied
ironically.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well,
last time I checked, I was the one you should protect, not kill!”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I
won’t be able to protect you when I’m starved to death.”
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well,
you’re a grown up man, I’m sure you know how to make yourself something to
eat!”
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raised his eyebrows at this and looked as though this was the most ridicule
thing that had ever been said to him.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t
look at me that way! I’m not your cook, or your mother, and most definitely NOT
your house elf!”
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bad, I’m sure you would look very nice in nothing but some rags.” Angelina
glared at him and tried to keep from jumping him and scratching his eyes out.
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on Johnson, you’re going to make something for yourself, so you can as well
cook something for both of us.”
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really sorry to disappoint you, but
I’m a lousy cook and I barely cook something for myself.”
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sighed and sat down onto one of the chairs at the kitchen table.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Great,
I’m so not going to eat this cereal-stuff! I need something to chew. And I need
it soon.”
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sound like some spoiled little child!” Angelina told him and leaned against the
counter, her arms crossed in front of her chest, she stared at
EN-GB'>Flint
He was already irritating enough the way he was. The last thing she needed was
some even more irritating, hungry
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But it wouldn’t do to cook herself. She was
a lousy cook.
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she sighed and looked up at the ceiling.
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surely going to regret this.” She mumbled. She bent down and petted
EN-GB'>Radames’ head and went out of the kitchen.
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on.” She called
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Where
are you going to?” he asked and stayed where he was.
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Italian restaurant around the corner. I’d like some Pizza today.” Before she
had finished the sentence
EN-GB'>Flint
had walked past her and was holding the door open for her. Angelina raised her
eyebrows at this behaviour.
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style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Could
we just hurry? If you haven’t gotten it by now, I’m hungry!”
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just rolled her eyes and headed out of her flat.