The Circus (can we think of a better title?)

Chapter one

Harry Potter had never led an ordinary life; he had been born and raised in at the State Circus, his mother, Lily and father, James were acrobats in the show. Until recently Harry had only fulfilled the role of vender but since his eighteenth birthday he was training to be a dancer as acrobatics did not appeal to him.

His trainer, Jade, thought he was a natural at it; her exact words had been 'never have I known someone to move their body quite like how you move yours Harry.'

Te previous year, as a gift for passing his driving test Lily and James had bought Harry a truck, a normal car would never have survived long in the circus, plus Harry usually ended up carrying equipment when they were on the road.

Harry had also recently acquired his own caravan, complete with a reasonably sized bed, stove, sink, table, two chairs, fridge, shower and toilet.

The circus had just come to a stop in a town called Hogsmead; they had spent all day preparing for the opening night, which was tomorrow evening. The marquee was up; rides almost ready and the caravans had been arranged in a circle. It was now too cold and dark to continue with setting up, being early November it was about ready to snow.

The young adults of the circus, to celebrate a night of freedom had decided to check out the local nightlife in the village, it was tradition to do this every time they stopped. Harry had been bullied into going by Dean, a twenty one year old clown (literally).

They had been on and off boyfriends/lovers for about a year now but since their last off period had begun Harry had made a resolve to keep it that way. Harry was looking to hook up with a cute guy that he could shag senseless and vice versa, partly to show Dean that he didn't need him and partly because it was going to be fun.

Harry had changed out of his working clothes and showered before dressing into black loose fitting jeans, blue converse and a white t-shirt that complimented his toned but not over done stomach and upper arms. He was just looking himself over when there was a knock on his door.

Harry quickly opened it and was greeted by the smiling face of Dean who immediately began to eye him up while licking his lips.

"My, my" He said, "Don't you look edible."

"Down boy, this isn't for you."

"You sure, we could skip the whole going out part and just, you know, stay in." Dean said suggestively trying to kiss Harry who quickly dodged out of the way.

"I think I'll stick with going out, getting smashed and having a good time if it's all the same with you."

"Suit yourself, sexy, come on, we're meeting Danny and Hamish up there."

"What about the others?"

"They didn't think a gay club was really their thing so they're checking out a different club that suits them a little better."

"Oooooo" Harry said excitedly, "I've never been to a gay club before, this ought to be fun."

"I'm going to be watching you very carefully to see how much fun you have, Harry."

"Need I remind you that I am your friend, not your sex friend and certainly not your boyfriend so I can have as much fun as I like."

"I realise this, if you were my boyfriend I would be the envy of the whole circus."

The two of them were now joined by Danny and Hamish outside a club that announced its name in neon pink letters, which spelt out the word Imperio.

Harry was a little nervous as he stepped past the bouncer, the club was dark, smoky and the music was unbearably loud but he couldn't have cared less. He bought a drink and began to dance; he wasn't short of offers, that was for sure.

Okay, I know it's short but this chapter was just to see if you liked it enough for me to continue. Sorry I haven't updated everything else in a while, I just got back from holiday but I will be trying to update as soon as possible. xxxxxxx