I Like Men, Chapter One
By Piggylette
James Potter sat on his living room floor wanting to die. How could he have been so careless? He was a 19-year-old man, for Merlin's sake. He had no excuses this time.
No, he hadn't gotten a girl pregnant. Actually, it might have been better if he had gotten a girl pregnant. At least he'd still have some respect.
This was worse. This was far worse. James Potter, seeker for the Chudley Cannons, had a big secret.
He was gay.
And his boss had found out.
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He couldn't get Robert Milfus' words out of his head. "I'm sorry, but I just can't let you continue to play if you're, you know. Homosexual. What if the public found out? We'd lose all our fans! There's no room for homosexuality in Quidditch!"
Yeah right. Sure. There's no room for homosexuality. Ha! 'Actually, there is, there's just no room for mistakes,' he thought bitterly.
"DAMMIT!!" he screamed. "How foolish can I be!!!!"
How did he get caught? At their last game, James' boyfriend, Erich, had shown up and watched the game. After it was over, Erich convinced James that they should go to the players' handicapped restroom (which nobody ever uses since none of them can afford to be handicapped) and engage in a harmless snogging session. What could he say?? He was horny!
Anyway, to make a long story short, Mr. Milfus, the Cannons' Manager, went to clean the bathroom (not that it needed it) and walked in on them sucking face. Imagine the humiliation!
It was this humiliation that made James make up his mind. He couldn't stand giving up Quidditch, and he couldn't stand giving up guys either.
Though he wasn't Sirius, he still had a plan.
And if he might say so himself, it was good.
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, just what they do. I don't even own the basic plot. That belongs to Sierre Sitruc. Her story "He Swings THAT Way" was great and inspired me to write this story. The plot is still vastly different, but she came up with the idea of him being, um, gay, and playing with the Chudley Cannons. So read her story between updates to show gratitude for mine!
A/N: Hehe! A cliffy! Well, I'll tell you a secret: Chapter 2's already written, so if you review I just might feel sorry for you and upload it!
If you know how to upload bold and italics from Microsoft Word, please review or email me ASAP! Thanks!
This story's gonna get a lot better, trust me. I just need to set the scene first, which is what I'm doing now. ;-)
Hope you like!
Now click the "Submit Review" button in the lower-left corner! Good readers!
~Piggylette
By Piggylette
James Potter sat on his living room floor wanting to die. How could he have been so careless? He was a 19-year-old man, for Merlin's sake. He had no excuses this time.
No, he hadn't gotten a girl pregnant. Actually, it might have been better if he had gotten a girl pregnant. At least he'd still have some respect.
This was worse. This was far worse. James Potter, seeker for the Chudley Cannons, had a big secret.
He was gay.
And his boss had found out.
~**~.~**~.~**~.~**~.~**~
He couldn't get Robert Milfus' words out of his head. "I'm sorry, but I just can't let you continue to play if you're, you know. Homosexual. What if the public found out? We'd lose all our fans! There's no room for homosexuality in Quidditch!"
Yeah right. Sure. There's no room for homosexuality. Ha! 'Actually, there is, there's just no room for mistakes,' he thought bitterly.
"DAMMIT!!" he screamed. "How foolish can I be!!!!"
How did he get caught? At their last game, James' boyfriend, Erich, had shown up and watched the game. After it was over, Erich convinced James that they should go to the players' handicapped restroom (which nobody ever uses since none of them can afford to be handicapped) and engage in a harmless snogging session. What could he say?? He was horny!
Anyway, to make a long story short, Mr. Milfus, the Cannons' Manager, went to clean the bathroom (not that it needed it) and walked in on them sucking face. Imagine the humiliation!
It was this humiliation that made James make up his mind. He couldn't stand giving up Quidditch, and he couldn't stand giving up guys either.
Though he wasn't Sirius, he still had a plan.
And if he might say so himself, it was good.
~**~.~**~.~**~.~**~.~**~
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, just what they do. I don't even own the basic plot. That belongs to Sierre Sitruc. Her story "He Swings THAT Way" was great and inspired me to write this story. The plot is still vastly different, but she came up with the idea of him being, um, gay, and playing with the Chudley Cannons. So read her story between updates to show gratitude for mine!
A/N: Hehe! A cliffy! Well, I'll tell you a secret: Chapter 2's already written, so if you review I just might feel sorry for you and upload it!
If you know how to upload bold and italics from Microsoft Word, please review or email me ASAP! Thanks!
This story's gonna get a lot better, trust me. I just need to set the scene first, which is what I'm doing now. ;-)
Hope you like!
Now click the "Submit Review" button in the lower-left corner! Good readers!
~Piggylette