Godric's room{Permission only}

As you enter Godric's room you see a king sized bed with black silk sheets. The only thing else in the room that is visible is a desk with a potions set on it. It is bland and doesn't even look like anyone lives in it.

Marco followed the pensive through the hallway until it stopped at a door. He sighed and pushed it open. He looked around for Gift, but then thought that if the snake wanted to be seen he would otherwise he could be right in front of Marco's face and he would not see him. He looked around wondering what kind of person Godric was, and if his room gave any clues. The stark coldness of the room rendered nothing in Marco's mind. He took in the large bed with silk sheets, and the desk with racks of potion ingredients and vials on it's top. There was a feeling of disuse and emptyness.

He stepped into the center and turned, there was a chair or the bed. Foregoing disturbing anything on the desk or being too forward he remained standing as he awaited his judgement and subsequent consequenses. He knew Godric would be right behind him.

Godric walked into his bedroom with out a moments hesitation. The door closing behind him of its own accord. He walked up to the blond in his room. Took in the sight that was all he could think about from the moment he had met Marco. So, you seem to think I don't rely care for you. These words were a statement not a question. If I didn't care about you, then why was I the only one I let the debris hit? With that he forewent an answer and did as his heart bid him to do. He walked up to the blond boy and pressed his lips to Marco's quickly and pulled away sitting on his bed with a blush upon his cheeks.

Marco felt a lot of tension built up in that simple kiss, and heard a lot of hurt and dejection in the words. His shoulders were already slumped in defeat, and his face fell as soon as their lips parted. Godric, I'm sorry. You are so similar to me, put yourself in my place. I've never loved anyone, never had anyone care for me. Never once opened myself to anyone. Yet you and her have broken so completely into my life and are so firmly entrenched in my heart! How could I not question the reality of it!? His hands were flung wide open until he admitted just how deeply he had let the boy into his life. Then they clasped over his heart and remained there. His eyes looked fully into the face of Godric trying to convey the depth of his sincerity adn reveal how he really felt.

That you could want in and want me, just for me, it's unheard of! When she revealed her bloodline it made sense. Not completely that you tricked me, but that you would make me attracted to you. It's what Veela do, isn't it? he stepped closer, he couldn't tell if his words were making a difference, they weren't coming out completely right. I really like you Godric... I care for your cousin, but I really like you. I'm sorry for doubting you. Can you forgive me? His eyes pleaded for understanding, for a chance.

I'm only a quatra veela Marco. Godric said with a smile. I can only charm someone for a few moments time. Not to mention, I have to actually try. And as for what Veela do, most of them might. I rely don't know. My mother could have had a husband by now if that was the way she wanted to do it. But she is still unmarried. So not all Veela do. I wanted you from that first night in the kitchens. I fell hard for you. And the only other person in my life I have ever felt like this for is in Bulgaria's version of St. Mungo's. Has been for about five months now. I'm the one that put him there. He didn't want to push Marco away but he didn't want to give him all the gruesome details just yet.

I like you too Marco, as a matter of fact there was another reason I wanted you to come over. I rely like you. And I was wondering if you would... he trailed off letting Marco play connect the dots.

Marco listened to Godric's words. He hadn't said he forgave him yet, but he had seemed to understand a lot of what he said. I'm sorry for you're... friend. More that you had a hand in his downfall. You didn't have to reveal so much to me, but I thank you for your honesty. He steeped closer again, he felt pulled by Godric, but this time he was certain the boy wasn't doing anything, Marco was acting of his won free will.

I'm glad I accepted your invitation. He took the last step seperating him and Godric and took the initiative this time. He pressed his lips to Godric's, not the light chaste kiss the boy had given him earlier to make a point and get his attention, but a deeper kiss driven by shared emotion and wanting to feel their closeness. His hand moved around to cup around Godric's neck and his eyes closed to fully embrace teh feeling.

After fixing her curls just so and putting the make up on to make her look like she was somewhat alive she attempted to step into her room. She looked for her wand and it was no where to be found. She remembered then that in her anger at being woken up Godric had taken it and had yet to give it back. She groaned inwardly as she called several of the house elves up there. “I want this room completely spotless.” she ordered them, “If you so much as even misplace one thing from the way I had it a few months ago I will kill every last one of you.” She walked out of her room after giving her orders and knocked on Godric’s door. ”Delk can I have my wand back please?” she asked her cousin before walking in on him since she knew Marco was in there with him.

She had been nice and waited on him to answer, but seeing how he didn't she opened the door to the kiss between the two boys. "Um...can you stop sucking face and give me my wand back Delk?" she asked looking at him her eyes wide at seeing her cousin kiss someone for the first time in her life.

Godric didn't brake the contact but instead her wand flew from his back pocket right at her head. Stopping just shy of hitting her in the nose. After that he coulldn't surpress the laughter. His lyre like sound came out as he broke the much wanted contact. His hand still wrapped around the other boy. The laugh was from a past, a phantom of his laughter when they were younger. When they both had been carefree and happy.

Marco felt as if time had ceased to move the moment his lips had made contact with Godrics. He had been kissed before, but he really liked this feeling. It was like a drowning man finding air, powerful and drawing him in. When the door opened he barely noticed just his eyes opening enough to see who it was. Godric breaking the kiss to laugh, and the sound of that pure laughter in his ears was spellbreaking. He had caught the event, and his laughter joined with Godric's, deeper; harmonizing with the musical quality sounding in his ears.

His face suddenly turned red as he realized she'd walked in on them, even tho they'd only been kissing. He was still very close to Godric, and the other boy's hand was still wrapped around him as was his own hand around Godric's neck. They were twined on many levels and for someone not used to any physical contact he really enjoyed the feeling. His eyes turned back to Godric, looking him over the smile still on his own face. He had liked that laughter, and the closeness of the moment. Strange how comfortable it already felt with this boy!

She snatched her wand from mid-air still in shock and now angry that they were laughing at the event that had unfolded. She knew it would be pointless into trying to say anything. He would just get angry with her if she told him where she was going. She looked between the two of them words finally forming in her mouth. "I'm leaving." was all she said as she turned to walk out of the room before he could question her as to where she was headed.