To Tame A Beast

Ch 1

The club was heavy with smoke, it's spacing large with one large ornate chandelier hanging from the ceiling, red velvet ribbons twisting from its edges as several smaller, lesser, chandeliers circle it, each one fully ablaze with a magicked fire that changed color with the music as the patrons and staff below laugh and talk in loud voices. The walls were a dark red, royally so, that reminded a person staring at it of swirling blood that ebbed and flowed along the walls, almost dancing in the night. There were no windows, as this was naturally a secret place. Below the club had a very large bar where a couple goblins dressed in black suits were serving the patrons, the flow of wine and beer always plenty. The club itself was furnished with only the best of stools and chairs, there were circles of low back cushioned seating all situated around a small table where drinks were placed and seemed to refill themselves, men filled them with their laughter and drunkenness as a live band played in the back of the club, all seating stationed so that the band can be easily heard and watched as their singer, a male Viera scantily dressed, entranced his audience.

On first glance, there were both men and women, witches and wizards, all dressed beautifully, all wearing their finest robes and suits, however on closer inspection, the reader would see that most, if not all the patrons on some nights, were all male. Those wearing dresses had beautiful figures, donning sparkling reds and violets and dazzling jewelry that twinkle and sparkle under the firelight as they move and dance slowly. For you see, gentle readers, the club being described is a gay club. One of the only wizarding gay clubs in Britain, simply known as The Unicorn.

The entrance of The Unicorn is kept secret, nobody really knows where it is located until they go there, and even then the patrons and workers enter from varying locations based on the time, day, weather, or if the owner has a cold or not. It is here at the entrance, where a hulking wizard was guarding, that a very beautiful man walked in, wearing a very enticing dress.

He was short and slim, the black dress fixing his figure perfectly, snug on his body and hugging the curves he wanted to show off, while hiding the curves he didn't. His hair was short and neatly covering his ears, a surprise for his usual messy hair, and his eyes were sparkling emeralds. His make-up was light, a little lipstick and blush, and his dressed was a lowcut that showed off his shoulders and top of his chest, as well as most of his back and sides. He carried around a small black purse, which was slung over his shoulder. A normally happy man, he had a rather irritated expression on his face.

"This is insulting and homophobic," he muttered under his breath as he made his way to the bathroom. He subconsciously swiped his hair over his ear as a woman's voice spoke in it.

"Relax Harry, Kingsley's know what's he doing assigning you to this case," she said, sounding very amused.

"Very funny Tonks," Harry muttered, "ah!" he found the bathroom and made a beeline towards it. Thankfully, the bathroom was empty. "Sending the only gay member on our force to the Unicorn I get, I go here every once in a while, but making me go in a dress? Are you kidding me?"

"Well, if it makes any difference you look very pretty in the dress," Tonks said. "How long do these muggle remote talking thingies last again?"

"Indefinitely or until they run out of power," Harry said. "The American Aurors use them all the time I'm told." He stepped in front of a mirror and opened his purse, pulling out his wand as well as a rather thick folder. "It's my birthday soon, you know, I should be out with Ron and Hermione having fun, not crossdressing at my bar!"

"Such a whiner Harry, jeez," Tonks laughed. "You should be happy! Three years out of Hogwarts and already a field agent! It takes other Aurors more than double that to get away from the desk."

"Yes well I didn't think being in the field would mean learning how to apply makeup," Harry said. He looked in the mirror and frowned, "Shit."

"What is it?"

"Lipstick's looking off, I look cheap," Harry said. He suffered through Tonk's laughter as he fixed it. "Tell me about him again?"

"Who?"

"That Italian guy, I was sleeping through Kingsley's debriefing," Harry said.

"Harry!"

"My neighbors wouldn't let me sleep," Harry muttered. "They spent the entire night shouting."

"Fine, but listen good, cause I'm only going to tell you once, okay?" Tonks said. "We're looking for a dark wizard named Tony Alberta. He fled from Rome to London on charges of making a powerful drug, apparently, it's way worse than the muggle kind. We're to get him and bring him back to the Italians. He's a gay man who has a special interest in men dressed as woman, that's where you come in beautiful, just do some sexy moves, show him a fun time, and bring him to justice."

"Can you say that in any other way that doesn't sound like I'm whoring myself out?" Harry asked.

"Just get him! He's Italian looking, very tall, dark features and, from eye witnesses, a sleezy drunk," Tonks said. Harry nodded and sighed to himself. My first mission in the field, and it's to get a drunk Italian… so much for fighting Dark Wizards.

"Got it," Harry said. "You're in position, I hope."

"Yup, nobody knows that I'm filling in for the bodyguard," Tonks said.

"Good. Let's get this over with then," Harry said. He opened his folder and read through it quickly, glancing at several pictures of the Dark Wizard named Tony Alberta. When he was done, he placed everything in his purse and gave himself one last lookover and forced smile before leaving.

Harry made his way towards the bar and sat down, "Just a wine please, red," he said to the barkeep, "brand doesn't matter now."

The goblin grunted and a moment later, Harry had his wine. He glanced around, sipping idly while he looked for his target.

"Damn… you are a beautiful woman," a man said.

"And you are awful at pickup lines," Harry said. He turned to look at the annoying man and frowned for a moment. The man was extremely handsome and nicely figured with muscles. He had wiry blonde hair and a confident smile as he wore a daring tight black shirt and slacks, looking more at home in a muggle club than here. "Cormac?" Harry said after a while.

Cormac McLaggen's grin grew, "You know me, baby?" He looked at Harry's face for a moment. Harry could see that McLaggen had a few before his eyes flew wide. "Well shit," he said softly.

"Yes, yes, it's me Cormac now shut up," Harry said. "I'm working."

"Ohhh so scrawny Harry Potter grew up into a beautiful man and now he's working in a sexy dress, eh?" McLaggen smirked. "I can help you for a kiss."

Harry rolled his eyes. "I don't see how you can McLaggen, unless you can personally introduce me to a man named Tony Alberta."

"Tony! I know him!" McLaggen said. Harry scoffed. "Seriously Harry, I do! We had a couple drinks last night, nice guy, you know, really hot. Italian, yeah?"

"Y-Yeah…" Harry said, feeling a little off guard. "Does he have styled black hair? Longish nose and dark eyes?"

"Yeah, that's Tony," McLaggen nodded. "He's right there." He pointed to a booth near them. Harry looked and made a noise as he saw his target laughing at a joke another man said. On either side of him were two young guys barely dressed and lounging onto him.

"Well fuck, that's him," Harry cursed. "Introduce me to him," he demanded of McLaggen.

The older Gryffindor gave him a smirk, "For a kiss, baby," he said.

"Cormac, that man is a dangerous wizard I am not going to play games with you to get him," Harry stood up but Cormac stopped him.

"I know that, Harry, those guys by him are dangerous too, nobody goes near without a thorough search," Cormac said, "but I can get you pass all that Harry, just give me a kiss." He kissed the air and winked at Harry who felt a little revolted.

"Fine, fuck it, the sooner I'm done the sooner I can go home," he said and he grabbed the scruff of McLaggen's shirt and pulled him, kissing the older man hard. It lasted only five seconds before he pushed away, "That should last you, now introduce me."

"Man Harry, someone's aggravated," Cormac chuckled. "Spend the night with me and I can—"

"Shut up and introduce me to the damn Italian before he figures out Aurors are here," Harry barked back. Cormac smirked and wrapped his arm around Harry's waist.

"Alright, Harry, but I'm sure we can get along… come on," Cormac said, and he guided Harry towards the Dark Wizard, his hand dangerously close to Harry's ass while the wizard felt his nerves sharpening.

You can do this Potter! He thought to himself when they got nearer. He saw the dark wizard for the first time fully and felt a twinge of anticipation. The wizard smirked at him, "My… what a sexy boy you got Cormac, what's his name?"

"I'm Harry," Harry introduced himself, "and Cormac told me so much about you that I just had to meet you." He gave an airy giggle and looked at Cormac for a moment, "Right baby?"