"Katie! Katie, please just stop for a second!" The voice of a half dressed Marcus Flint echoed across the corridor as he ran towards his girlfriend.

"Why? So I can hear some pathetic excuse? No Marcus, I can't go through this, not again, not with you!" Katie screamed fighting back the tears that stung her eyes, He was supposed to have loved her.

" Its not an excuse its the truth, I didn't want to do it, she forced herself onto me!" He said, grabbing her arm, attempting to stop her mad tirade down the corridor. He pulled her into a hug, trying to calm her but it only seemed to make it worse as she thumped at his chest, his large frame dwarfing her futile attempts at freedom.

"Liar! Why should I believe you, you bastard." She yelled, tears streaming down her face, as her bright blue eyes turned angry as she continued to try and free herself from his grip, his embrace which previously made her weak at the knees, made her want to stay there forever.

"Because, Katie, I love you." He said, his piercing violet eyes gazing at her figure as she stopped fighting only to look up at him, her distraught eyes cutting through him.

"Liar." she whispered at a barely audible tone.

"No, I love you." He whispered back, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Prove it." She said, turning her head away from him, not being able to stand the heat of his gaze. Marcus sighed, if only there was a way of expressing it, expressing his love, his devotion to the girl standing in front of him.

"How Katie?" He asked.

" Whats my name?" She asked, glaring at him.

"What? Thats stupid." Marcus declared, why did she have to be so awkward all the time?

" No, Marcus whats my name, or am I just some slut for you to add to your list." She said her hurt gaze glaring up at him.

"Katie Eliza-Jayne Bell," Marcus replied, he paused for a moment " And I only have one list." he muttered.

"Oh and whats that?' The jaded anger reappeared in her voice.

" Of you." Marcus replied in a sigh, wishing he could just embrace the body infront of him, to make her happy.

" Liar. Why do you constantly feel the need to lie to me, to cover up the truth, why don't you just come out and say it, I mean nothing to you!" She spat, turning to walk away, her breath heightened as newly formed tears ran across her delicate cheeks.

"Number One; The way that whenever you laugh, your voice goes slightly squeaky." He paused as she turned back round to face him.

"Number Two; The way when you smile, your dimples appear on your cheeks and your eyes seem a little more blue than usual.

Number Three; The way when your in my room, I can smell your perfume on my pillow and I tell the house elves not to change the sheets until I know your coming back.

Number Four; When your playing quidditch you become so intense and focused, you don't pay attention to anything else, but when I play against you, your the only person I think of.

Number Five; When we kiss I can only feel you and I wish I could have unlimited oxygen just so I could stay in that moment forever and never have to let go of you, ever.

Number Six-" Marcus was cut off by the feel of Katie's lips pressing against his, those sweet, perfect lips. He wrapped his arms round her waist, picking up her small frame, wanting to be a close to her as possible, he deepened the kiss, a ferocious flow of passion coursing through him like a rush of adrenaline. She broke the kiss to breathe.

"Number Six" Marcus finished " Your absolutely perfect, and I love you no matter what."

A/N So, what did you think? I never normally do one shots, but the idea for this one has been sitting in my head for about a week now, and I owe my inspiration to Part of the list by Ne-Yo :-)

Reviews pleaseeeeeeeeee ;-)