He's been to Hogsmeade before, plenty of times, this visit would be just like all the others. Wander around the shops, sign a few autographs (he'd already done five, but it was a Hogwarts weekend so he'd expected that) then have a drink and something to eat at the Leaky. The only thing remotely different about this particular visit was the red head by his side and the fact he would be meeting yet another Weasley shortly.
The hand on his thigh calmed him a lot more than the words and he nodded, offering a tiny flash of a smile before glancing at the door as it opened. No flame haired girl this time, but a couple of stares were shot in their direction anyway. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous. Ginny had owled him already and had been quite nice about things. Marcus was sure she wouldn't jump him, even if she was related to Twink, who had a tendency to do just that.
Actually, he did know why he was nervous. It was the social awkwardness coming through again. Neither he or his cousin were good at making small talk with people and definitely not with girls. Picking up his pint, he sipped it quietly, glancing at George and trying to ignore the amusement in his boyfriend's (that was still odd thinking of him as that) eyes.
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