A/N: Ok, so this is a slash story between Harry Potter and Elix Risqué. For those who don't know, Elix Risqué is an American gay pop singer and personally one of my favorite singers. I like the name and appearance of him, but I have no clue what his personality is like, so this representation of him is purely from my imagination. He's not very well-known yet but I use him in all of my fanfiction in hopes that you readers will look him up on iTunes or YouTube and make him famous. *Puppy-dog eyes*
Anyway, enough of my promotional attempts. This story is sort of an AU in a couple of ways. First, Harry has no attraction to girls whatsoever (I think he could be bi in the books and movies, but that's just me). So that means that the whole Cho & Ginny storylines aren't happening in this story. Second, this story is going to follow Harry and Elix's relationship from their first year at Hogwarts until years after the war. Most of the main plots from each year will be included, but some will be changed to make the story flow better. For example, Year One will not be about the philosopher's stone, but Harry and Elix's relationships with each other as well as Harry getting used to life at Hogwarts. In addition, Year one takes place in 2014 with more modern music, technology, etc. Also, I always listen to music when I write and sometimes the song I'm listening to heavily influences the tone of what's happening in the story, so at those times I'll somehow mention the title and artist of the song. Then, if you want, you can go to YouTube and listen to it while you read, because it makes the story so much stronger that way! It's your decision though. :P
Well, that's the end of my rant! Just wanted to let you all know what you're getting yourself into! Hope you enjoy and follow, favorite, or review!
WARNINGS: Slash, MPreg, Angst and fluff in a bi-polar manner, Rated M for future chapters. -
YEAR ONE
Harry was in awe. Hogwarts was even better than he had imagined. The first years had just crossed the lake and now were making their way towards the giant front doors. After everyone was inside and waiting outside the Great Hall, an older, stern-looking woman appeared in front of them and began speaking.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Professor Minerva McGonagall and I'm the Transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts. Hogwarts is the finest wizarding school in Europe, and we're very pleased to have all of you here. Shortly, you all will follow me into the Great Hall and get sorted into your houses. There are four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has a teacher that acts as the head of house. I'm Gryffindor's head of house. Professor Pomona Sprout, who teaches Herbology, belongs to Hufflepuff. The Charms teacher, Professor Filius Flitwick, is Ravenclaw's head of house. Finally, Professor Severus Snape, the Potions teacher, is in charge of Slytherin. While you are here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points; similarly, any rule-breaking will cost you points. Whichever house has the most points at the end of year will be awarded the House Cup. Now, if you'll excuse me, I will go see if Headmaster Dumbledore is ready for you. I'll be back shortly."
As Professor McGonagall walked off, many of the students started talking to each other about the information they just received. Harry turned to Ron, whom he had met on the Hogwarts Express, and asked him everything he could think of that involved magic. Harry still hadn't completely taken in by the fact that he was a wizard. He was still half-expecting to wake up in his ratty cupboard under the stairs and deal with a life of torment from the Dursleys.
As soon as Ron had started to tell Harry a story about a prank his older twin brothers played on him, someone from the crowd started speaking loudly.
"So, it's true, then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."
The crowd fell silent. Harry turned to see who had said his name and came face to face with a smirking platinum-blonde boy that looked more arrogant than all the Dursleys put together. Harry could already tell he didn't like this boy.
"The name's Draco Malfoy. If you want to start out with a good reputation, I'd suggest you hang around the proper people. You don't want the wrong sort to sully up your good name," he sneered, looking at Ron with obvious disgust.
Harry noticed and confirmed that he didn't like Malfoy. He looked the snobby boy directly in the eye and glared at him. "I think our definitions of the 'wrong sort' differ, Draco. I prefer to hang around people that have a heart and a personality."
Malfoy glared furiously. "I'm not going to waste my time on pathetic cases like you. Pretty soon you'll be resorting to talking to mudbloods."
There were many shocked gasps from the group; some others laughed and smirked at Malfoy's words as he stormed off. Harry turned to look at the crowd's faces, wondering why everyone was so offended by the word, when someone unintentionally grabbed his attention. The boy he was looking at could be described as angelic, with delicate, feminine features. He had shoulder-length platinum hair, but unlike Malfoy's hair, it was shiny instead of greasy. He had crystal-clear blue eyes that Harry couldn't help but get lost in. Harry even found himself in awe of the boy's eyebrows. They were thin and had the arch to convince Harry that this boy had sass. Of course, it probably helped that one of his eyebrows was raised at Draco's nasty comment.
Harry snapped out of the trance he was in and whispered to Ron. "I don't get it. What's a mudblood? Why is everyone so offended by it?"
Ron quietly responded, "It's basically a derogatory name for someone with non-magical parents. The Malfoy family is notorious for their arrogance because they're 'Pure-Bloods,' meaning everyone in their family is capable of successfully performing magic. They consider themselves superior to muggle-borns because they think muggle-borns have dirty blood. It's a load of rubbish."
Harry nodded his understanding, still confused about why people would dislike muggles so much. Before he could ask Ron anything else, Professor McGonagall returned.
"We're ready for you now. Follow me."
The doors to the Great Hall opened behind her as she turned and led them into it. The first years were in awe of the cavernous room. Harry couldn't stop staring at the ceiling, wondering how they made it look like that. As if reading his mind, someone behind him spoke up.
"It's not real, the ceiling. It's bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History."
Harry shuddered. He was not looking forward to meeting whoever owned that voice.
After all the first years reached the front of the Great Hall, McGonagall pulled out a piece of parchment that reached the floor. "When I call your name you shall come forth. I will place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses."
McGonagall started calling out names and everyone realized she was doing it alphabetically, so Harry relaxed a bit, knowing it was going to take a while before it got to him. As it got closer to the "P"s, Harry started getting nervous. What if he was put in Slytherin? He had heard all of the Slytherin horror stories from Ron on the train ride there. Plus, he had seen that Malfoy had been sorted into Slytherin and he didn't want to start his wizarding experience in the same house as someone that will most likely become his rival. He was so deep in thought that he hadn't even realized McGonagall had called his name until Ron nudged him.
"Go on, Harry. You don't wanna upset everyone when school hasn't even started," Ron warned him as he gave Harry a slight push forward.
Harry made his way to the front of the Great Hall, feeling thousands of eyes on him as he did so. He turned and sat on the stool, flinching slightly as he felt the Sorting Hat on his head. All he could think about was being sorted anywhere but Slytherin. He kept repeating "Not Slytherin" in his head, hoping the Sorting Hat may take mercy on him. His own voice in his head was so loud that it startled him when the Hat yelled "Gryffindor!"
The Gryffindor table erupted into thunderous cheers and applause, everyone standing to welcome their newest addition. He made his way to the table and sat next to a girl with bushy hair. She was talking someone's ear off about something she had read in one of their textbooks, and Harry immediately recognized the voice as the girl he had heard earlier. He shook his head and focused on the sorting.
"Elix Risqué," McGonagall called.
Harry paid close attention at the unique name. He looked to see the boy he had admired earlier step forward. He was surprised by the boy's body shape. Slender with enough hips that he could do a diva strut most models only dream of. A sort of hourglass that many women would kill for. Harry was fascinated by how gracefully Elix moved as he walked to the stool and sat down. He couldn't understand why he was so drawn to the other boy, but for one reason or another he couldn't take his eyes off him. He felt a thrill of happiness when he heard the Sorting Hat yell "Gryffindor!"
Once again, the Gryffindor table cheered at gaining yet another member. Harry watched as Elix came to sit diagonally across from him. He lost his breath as Elix looked up and made eye contact with him. Those blue eyes were even more captivating when they were staring right at you.
'Smile or something, you idiot. You're going to freak him out and he'll avoid you as much as possible,' he thought to himself. He gave Elix what he was sure was a horribly over-enthusiastic grin. He was both shocked and relieved when Elix gave him a sincere smile back, showing a set of perfect teeth.
"You're Harry Potter, right?" Elix asked, and Harry was shocked to hear an American accent.
Harry nodded and replied, "Yeah. I hear you're Elix Risqué," with a slight smile. Elix laughed in response.
'Merlin, he's got a great laugh. Wait, he's going to say something. Pay attention, you moron!'"You heard right Mr. Potter," Elix sad back with a wink. "It's such an honor to even be in the same room as you."
Harry could feel himself blushing. As confidently as he could, he said, "Thank you, Elix. You have a lovely accent. I never thought I'd meet an American here," He added, trying not to sound offensive.
Elix simply shrugged. "I've lived in London all my life. My dad was French and my mom's American so the accent just kind of stuck."
"Elix! We're in the same house!" the girl next to Harry shouted, nearly startling Harry to the ground.
Elix enthusiastically replied, "I know, Hermione! I'm so excited! We're gonna have so much fun!"
'Oh Merlin,' Harry thought. 'They look close. If I want to get to know Elix, this Hermione girl is probably part of the deal. Damn.'Harry was shaken out of his thoughts by Professor Dumbledore calling the Great Hall to attention and beginning his start-of-term announcements. Harry was startled to see Ron sitting right next to him, but was pleased that he was in Gryffindor as well. All throughout the speech and dinner, Harry and Elix kept shyly exchanging eye contact and smiles with each other, before returning their attention to Dumbledore or one of the student's conversations.
Before long the Head Boy and Girl of each house were calling their respective houses to follow them to their dormitories. Harry and Elix found themselves walking next to each other in a comfortable silence.
Around ten minutes later, everyone was safe in their dormitories, beds had been claimed, and most of the boys were sitting in a circle telling dirty jokes and funny stories they had heard from older siblings. Elix was sitting on his bed writing something when Harry decided he wanted to get to know him better. He made his way to Elix's bed, wondering what the other boy was so wrapped up in, as he didn't look like he could be distracted by anything else anytime soon. The weight of the bed shifting when Harry sat down startled Elix out of his trance.
"What are you writing?" Harry asked sincerely.
"Just some song lyrics," Elix responded. "One day I dream to be a famous entertainer. Singer, actor, model, everything. I just have to get discovered first," he added with a nervous laugh.
"Half the battle is believing in yourself first," Harry stated wisely. "I dreamed to get away from the Dursleys, never actually believing it would happen. However, here I am. Dreams really do come true."
"What was it like with them, if you don't mind me asking?" Elix cautiously asked.
"I don't mind," Harry reassured him with a smile. "It was brutal. Everything I did was horrible in their eyes. If I did something good, they felt there was some kind of ulterior motive behind it. I was a complete burden to them and they weren't afraid to let me know that."
Elix pulled Harry into a tight hug. "Harry, that's horrible. You're not a burden. Never let anyone make you believe that you are."
Harry felt himself touched by the words of someone he had just met. He was amazed that a stranger would care more about him than his own family would. He decided to accept it as a blessing and returned Elix's hug, inhaling the sweet fruity scent of the other boy.
'Blimey, he even smells like an angel. I think this will be a wonderful friendship.' He smiled to himself at the thought of having a friend. Everybody at his old school had made fun of him for his glasses and hand-me-down clothes. He had never really known what friendship would be like, but if it involved kind words and hugs like this frequently, he was certain he would enjoy it.
Finally, Elix broke the hug and offered Harry a smile. Harry returned it and decided to change the subject. "So how's your life been pre-Hogwarts?"
Elix laughed slightly and said, "Well, I was raised in a muggle environment. My mom's a muggle and my dad was a wizard. My mom had no idea, but the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. There were apparently all kinds of things that he did that couldn't be explained."
Harry interjected, "You keep saying 'was' about your dad. Did he pass away?"
Elix simply smiled and shook his head. "No he just ran out on my mom and me when I was a couple years old. He got my mom pregnant when they were living in America. Then his job brought him to England and since my mom was in love, she wasn't going to leave his side. Then she had me and everything was great until she discovered he cheated on her right before my 2nd birthday. He blamed her for 'invading his privacy' and left. We never heard from him again."
Harry grabbed Elix's hand and squeezed it. "I'm so sorry, Elix. Nobody should ever have to go through that."
Elix waved his free hand, as though brushing it off. "It could have been worse. My mom's been doing an awesome job as a single parent. I'm kind of glad that I'll be here most of the time, though, so she doesn't have to worry about me as much."
Harry could tell Elix was getting upset by talking about his mother so he decided to change the subject yet again. "So you and Hermione seemed like you've known each other for a while."
Elix's expression changed instantly into one of amusement. "Yeah, her parents and my mom are all dentists together. Small world, right?" he added with a smirk.
Harry returned the smirk and laughed, "Sometimes, yeah." He didn't even notice himself getting lost in the blue eyes in front of him until he was startled by a sharp knock on the door.
"Lights out, boys," McGonagall called through the door. "You all have a big day tomorrow."
Harry looked at Elix again and said, "It was nice talking to you."
Elix giggled and nodded. "Definitely. We should do it again sometime."
Harry nodded his agreement and gave Elix another brief hug before going to his bed directly to the left of Elix's. He slipped under the covers, he and Elix looking at each other at the same time.
'Good night, Elix,' Harry mouthed silently.
Elix smiled and mouthed 'Good night, Harry" right back before closing his eyes and letting sleep take him.
'He's even breath-taking when he's sleeping. Don't screw this up, Harry,' he thought to himself before exhaustion won and he, too, fell asleep quickly.
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Ok, so that's the end of Chapter 1! Let me know what you think. If there's something you'd like to see in future chapters, let me know that too and I'll see if there's a way I can make fit with the overall plot! I'm not a very quick typist but I'll try and get Chapter 2 finished as soon as possible! P.S. At this point, I'm planning to go through Years 1-3 pretty fast as the main parts of the story start in Year Four.