About a Kiss

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/8088163.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Relationship: Marcus Flint/Oliver Wood
Characters: Marcus Flint, Oliver Wood
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2002-08-05 Words: 299 Chapters: 1/1
 About a Kiss
by Mireille

Summary

The first time he kissed Oliver Wood, he wasn't serious.

Notes

Like most of my HP fic, this was written before OOTP came out.
The first time he kissed Oliver Wood, he wasn't serious.

They'd been fighting, and he didn't want to lose, and so when Wood slammed him against a
wall, Marcus grabbed him by the shirtfront, hauled him in close, and kissed him. When he'd
let go, Wood had stared at him for a moment. Then he spit on the floor, and wiped his mouth
on the back of his hand, and gave Marcus a look of pure disgust before he walked out.

Marcus spent the rest of that year telling himself that had been exactly the reaction he'd been
hoping for.

***

The second time, a year later, was a bit more to his liking.

After Potions class one day, Wood had drawn him off into one of the side corridors. "What
the fuck do you want with me, Flint?"

Marcus had only shrugged.

"I've seen you watching me. What are you playing at?"

"I should think that'd be obvious."

He watched as comprehension dawned in Wood's eyes, right before Wood pushed him against
the wall and kissed him until they were both breathless. "That what you've been wanting?"

And when he reluctantly nodded, Wood grinned, kissed him again, and said, "Good."

***

The last time he kissed Oliver was a mistake.

He shouldn't have waited for Oliver to come back from practice, should have packed his
things and got the hell out of there.. And he told himself that was what he was doing, but that
didn't explain why it took three hours to pack a single bag.

And then Oliver walked in, and Marcus kissed him, and it wasn't until they finally broke
apart that Oliver saw the suitcase at Marcus's feet.

"Marcus, what--?"

Marcus didn't reply, only pushed up his sleeve to show him the Mark before he apparated.
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