Married Gay Party-Beast

By Mirror and Shadow

Harry ran a comb through his hair. It was always fun to do his hair. The fact that it was longer made it easier to manage. He loved doing different things with it.

Today, he was going to a party at his friend Aaron's house.

Aaron was 17 (a year older than Harry) and very, very gay. He was almost as flamboyantly gay as Jack off of Will & Grace.

At the moment, Aaron was trying to make Harry admit he was gay.

"I mean, straight boys your age don't take 2 hours on their hair, do not secretly borrow their gay best friends dresses, don't feel comfortable in stilettos, and don't wear padded bras when in said best friends dresses to see how well they can pick up guys while disguised as a girl. Admit it Harry, you are gay."

"No I'm not."

"Harry, you carry a purse!"

"It is not a purse! I have things I need to carry like notebooks, shopping lists, pencils, my wand…."

"Your makeup, pantyhose, a comb, Vaseline, a box of tissue, and a picture of the boy you have a crush on! Harry, you might as well wear a sign over your head that says 'I'm gay everybody but I wont admit it'."

Harry stuck out his tongue at his friend. "I also carry a bottle of blood in case you forget to eat, don't I?"

"That still doesn't explain your passion for women's jewellery."

Harry brushed it off. "That doesn't mean I'm gay."

He slipped into his shoes and grabbed his pur-uh- bag.

"Let's go."

Aaron flew down the stairs after him, letting out a roaring "Finally!"

They walked the two blocks to Aaron's house. Most of the other guests were already, drinking beer on the front porch.

"Aaron! Sparky! What took you guys so long?"

"Harry had to putting some finishing touches on his hair! I swear, that boy takes longer than I do!"

Harry elbowed his friend. "Stop that! I do not take that long."

They went inside.

Aaron's house was bigger inside than it was outside. 6 floors (4 of them underground) and enough room to throw a good party without attracting the police.

And party they did.

Drinking, dancing, acting stupid, making a move on straight or gay friends.

That was the party of the year for them.

Harry stumbled through the door of Number 4 Privet Drive the next day, Aaron stumbling in after him.

"Do me a favour love, and admit it!"

"Never!"

"Then give up the purse!"

"Never!"

"Take me shopping!"

"Next Week!"

"Give me a drink!"

"Not now! Later maybe, I have things to do this morning."

"Nothing you couldn't have done at my house! Half your wardrobe (and all of your good clothes) is at my house! And some hair supplies (including mine) and some makeup (including mine) and some jewellery (including mine) and the rest of my clothes (minus the ones you have which I want back). Need I go on?"

"No, but you need to shut up! It's Noon! My cousin's friends could be here."

"And you think I'm afraid of those punks! P-lease! I can beat all their asses in one go!"

"Bragger! I'd take you 3 hours before you killed two of them. And you'd probably keep Dudley alive anyway."

"Chew Toy! What can I say, I'm an animal!"

Harry tackled him, and the entire conversation ended with Harry on Aaron's back, walloping him, and Harry's second to worst nightmare entering the room.

Snape was in his house.

"Oh shit."

"What?" Aaron looked around Harry's arm and paled a few shades more. "Shit."

Snape scowled. "Well looks who's decided to grace us with their presence."

Aaron instantly hated him. "Can I rip him to shreds?"

Harry patted the man he consider a brother on the head. "Stop that. You don't want me to kick you in the balls again."

Aaron pouted at him. "Meanie! I need that!"

Harry half smiled. "Prat."

Aaron shrugged, making Harry squeal in fright as he was suddenly lifted into the air and dropped back down again. "I try."

Harry swatted him with his purse- I mean- bag.

Dumbledore waltzed up. "I'm glad you're here Harry. I was very worried when we showed up and were told you hadn't come home last night, and eve more so to hear that you do this regularly."

Harry sighed. "Yeah well…."

"Is this the man that dumped you here?"

Harry nodded. Aaron's eyes hinted red. "We're going to my house."

"Aaron, stop it! It is not that serious!"

Aaron didn't seem the one to listen. "Say goodbye."

He swung Harry around and draped him over his shoulder. "Aaron, come on. Put me down."

He put him down but continued to drag him towards the door. "Aaron please!"

The aggravated vamp stopped and let him baby brother turn him around. "Let. Us. Talk."

Aaron opened his mouth to say something and Harry stopped him. "No buts."

Aaron sighed and rolled his eyes. He bent down till he was looking Harry in the eye. "I'll let you talk, "he said in a whisper colder than death. "but if they lay one finger on you – one - I'll kill them both."

Harry sighed. "Will you calm down if I agree to this?"

"Slightly."

Harry sighed again. "All right. I'll stay out of touching distance."

He turned and walked till he was just out of arms reach and had Aaron looming over him.

"So what did you want headmaster, professor?"

The two shared a look. "Harry, this is something we need to speak about in private."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Unless you lock my relatives in one room and put a silencing spell around all the other rooms, this is as private as it's going to get."

Dumbledore didn't seem happy with that, but Aaron's menacing glance kept him from complaining.

"Harry, we have a small problem."

"A big problem. A problem the size of Asia. A ..."

"I think they get it Sev. Anyway, the blood protection has failed. On one of the days you weren't here, Voldemort searched for you. Thankfully (on that night only) you weren't here."

Harry huffed. "Don't dance around. Tell me what you need to tell me and let me go. I have a doctor's appointment in ten minutes and I wanted to change."

"He wants you to bond to somebody. Thus the problem: that somebody doesn't want to bond with you!"

The last bit was shouted in Dumbledore's ear. The old man simply sighed. "We came here to talk it over with you."

Harry turned around. "Aaron, can we go back to your house. I really need to change for my appointment."

The vamp was about to lead the way before Dumbledore magically locked the door. "You will stay here and we will discus this."

Sev scowled. "There is nothing to discuss. That's two no's. You promised…."

"I know very well what I promised. Harry has not given me a straight answer, and we still have to discuss this. Now if I have to bind you to this floor you two are not going anywhere until we talk this…."

Aaron ripped a hole in the wall. Harry hurried through it. Snape hurried after and repaired the hole as soon as Aaron had come through it.

Dumbledore sighed. That had not gone as planned.