"Business or pleasure?"

Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I own nothing; everything is the amazing J K Rowling's. I just own the plot

A/N: Hey there, ready for the second chapter? This is where the M rating comes into play, so expect some slash. Also I want to thank 'shadowstar2000' who has been really supportive of my fics, I really appreciate it. So here we go!

Harry's P.o.v

Ugh. Harry and Charlie had had to do side-along apparition from the Râuşor Lake up into the mountains where the dragons were kept, as Harry wouldn't have known where to apparate to. But still… he felt there was something slightly patronising about it, and he was sure it made him queasier than normal apparition. Ugh.

"Hold on Harry, we're about to go through the borders of the disillusionment charm." Charlie started sending vibrations into the air with his wand. They had apparated into the undergrowth just behind them as, like in Hogwarts, you couldn't apparate directly into the place. Harry didn't know how he felt about this trip but he was mostly excited. I mean Dragons in the wild? Awesome. Unless he met anymore nesting Horntails…

But really, Harry was happy. He was breathing in fresh air, not office air and He was dark wizard catching, his favourite mission in life. Honestly, after The Great War, Harry wasn't sure he'd ever want to see a dark wizard again. But as it turned out, Harry didn't really know how to live without the chase. He'd missed the adrenalin rush and the satisfaction so he'd gone back to Hogwarts to achieve his NEWT's in order to become an Auror. Harry had ended up having his very first quiet, uneventful year at Hogwarts, and as a result, Harry's results had been quite extraordinary. He got 'Outstanding' in DADA, Transfiguration and potions. No-one had expected that for sure. His others were all exceeds expectations, so He had secured his place in the auror training course along with Ron. Hermione, however, had opted as a teacher, and had in fact gone to teach muggle-studies at Hogwarts. Harry and Ron had on a secret bet that Hermione would make headmistress. Harry was 20 years, Ron was 15. But they had unsurprisingly agreed to keep this from Hermione's knowledge.

But an important revelation for Harry had come around in his eighth year. He had very accidently stumbled across Dean and Blaise making out in an empty classroom one time, and it had stirred up something inside him, like it was hot, really hot. He hadn't known that Blaise was gay, or that Dean was bisexual but he had hastily closed the door and left the room. A month of thinking and confusion passed, and then one night Harry had decided to talk to Dean about it. When Harry had explained how he had walked in on him and Blaise before, Dean had told him that as far as he knew, Blaise and he were the only guys in the year that played for the other team but that being this way wasn't something to be ashamed of, and that it was actually quite fun. That night had sealed it really, thought Harry, looking back. Dean really was a good kisser…

Back in the present, Harry jerked awake from his daydream and followed Charlie through the disillusionment charm, what he saw was beautiful. They had come out of the forest into a huge clearing, at least 15 miles square, filled with dragons of all shapes and sizes.

"We call it 'compensare de magie' that's Romanian for clearing of magic" Charlie said. Harry just stared, there were Swedish Short-snouts drinking from a large lake to the left, Norwegian Ridgebacks Blowing fire at each other, a Horntail and Chinese Fireball battling in the sky and baby green dragons with tiny golden horns peeking out of their skulls playing right in front of them.

"Oh!" Harry exclaimed, "What are those" He pointed at the babies.

"That's the Dragon native to hear, the Romanian Longhorn, do you like them" He smiled.

"They're beautiful! It's- this place is beautiful! I mean wow, Charlie you're so lucky! Working here all the time." Harry exclaimed, and Charlie laughed at the child like wonder in his voice.

"Meh, there are ups, there are downs…But don't get too excited, you're here on business remember?" Charlie winked at him, and Harry found himself slightly flushed. "Right, we walk around the edge of the clearing Harry, so we don't get burned," he stuck his tongue out, "it's about a couple of miles walk this way to the sleeping and eating and all things human rooms. Wands out Harry, you know the conjunctivitis curse yeah? Cause Hermione'll kill me if you get burned or in general can't attend the wedding in immaculate condition…" He joked and Harry let out a throaty chuckle.

"Yeah I got it no worries; it was the first thing she drilled into head when she found out I was coming here" Harry reassured.

They chatted about this and that on the way to the human quarters, Harry asked lots of questions about the things he saw, and Charlie asked how things were back home. They never really discussed Harry's job here, it was like a holiday, and that was awesome. Soon enough Harry saw the outlines of a series of white rock buildings up ahead. Charlie told him how there were spells to keep the dragons out and fireproofers on the buildings just in case they go through. Charlie led him first into the largest building on the block.

"So in hear is kind of our lounging and eating place, cafe's over there, computers there, books, offices and toilet." Charlie pointed at each thing as he said it. "Oh and- Emily! Hi there, this is Harry, Harry this is Emily one of my good friends, specialises in the longhorn" He introduced them.

"Hey Harry, how's it going?" She hugged him and even though they had never met, Harry felt comfortable around her already. She was a tall black girl, with long strait hair swept up into a ponytail and a wide smile settled on to kind features. Harry sensed she never had a harsh word to say about anybody.

"Great thanks, it's good to meet you Emily, and Romania well," he gestured around him, "well it's beautiful." Harry concluded.

"Don't you know it, and hey if you need any help with anything around here, or finding something just shout kay?"

"Sure, thanks" Harry smiled.

"No probs, but I'm just going on duty now, see ya both at tea later" And she waved as she walked out.

"Yeah, so everyone is really nice hear, and eager to meet you, which I know you don't want, so I told them to reign it in" Charlie told him.

"Thanks Charlie I really appreciate that." Harry was indeed grateful, he hated being famous.

"Okay well, I expect you want to see your room now and dump your bags in it and stuff, so this way mate"

The walked out of the public room and headed towards a long corridor-ish shaped building. They went in and Harry found himself walking down a hall with numbered doors along the wall on each side, it kind of reminded him of a hotel. "Your room is 37, so on the left just here, here's the key, awesome. My room is 23, if you ever… need anything. So you get settled, and then come back into the public rooms when you're done and we'll go and see the head of this settlement about your mission." Charlie turned to go but stuffed a piece of paper into Harry's hand first, and then he was gone.

Harry went into his room to find a plain but nice single bed, table, armchair and small bathroom. He dumped his bag on the bed, before sitting in the armchair and reading Charlie's note.

"Harry,

Meet me in my room tonight at 9 o'clock. Bring that lube, and wear your tight jeans. You know the ones I said I liked last Christmas.

See you then,

Charlie"

Oh god yes. He could not wait for this.

Harry had gone to talk to the head hear after his dinner, the conversation had gone something like this:

"Ahh, so the famous Harry Potter is here to vanquish evil I see. My name is Nickolas Treatman. You may call me Nickolas." Treatman said in quite a pompous voice, like calling him that was some great honour.

Immediately Harry groaned inwardly, He was one of those. The ones that were glad Voldemort was gone, but were jealous of all the attention Harry got. He didn't ask for it!

"Hello there, so how is the situation here?" Better get down to business Harry had thought, the less chance spent with this man the better!

"Another two very valuable eggs have gone missing in the last week, we have even had room checks but we cannot find them. The fugitive that is hiding here is obviously making the most of it." He said grudgingly.

"Okay, well I will start work in the morning but I'm going to need access to certain papers and records here" Harry added.

"Fine, fine. My assistant Thom is at your disposal for your stay here. Ask him for the papers you need and such. You can meet him in the morning; also, I have allocated you a desk just up the hall from me. If you come here at 11o'clock tomorrow, Thom will show you. Will that be all for now?" Nickolas enquired.

"Perfect, yes thanks. Until tomorrow then." And Harry got up to leave.

"Goodnight Mr. Potter"

When 9o'clock came that night, Harry was so ready to relax. That Treatman dude had stressed him out, and he felt the pressure already. He needed to prove himself to the aurors. Harry left his room and wondered down the hall to room 23: Charlie. He knocked twice and Charlie let him in to a much more decorated and altered version of Harry's room. For example, Charlie had a double bed and many photographs around the room along with a couple of quidditch posters. On the far wall Charlie had patio doors covered by thin white curtains that were blowing in the breeze coming from the doors.

"Wow Charlie, your room is nice" Harry complimented. Charlie chuckled. "What?" asked Harry.

"If I got a quid every time you said 'wow' this holiday Harry..." He chuckled again.

"Hey!" Harry said indignantly, and pushed Charlie back onto the bed, all the while laughing. The first kiss was gentle, reuniting lips and remembering how to mould around each other. The second was quicker, more passionate. "God, Charlie… I've missed you" Charlie growled in response and rolled them over so he was on top, pressing kisses down Harry's neck. They didn't waste much time taking their clothes off, and soon they were rubbing against each other madly, still kissing. Until Charlie dipped his head down and took Harry's erection into his mouth, and Harry moaned in response.

"More!" He demanded, and soon he was near the edge, trembling in Charlie's arms, until fell over it, screaming out the other man's name.

They lay in bed later, snuggled up under the covers, and were still talking. That was the good thing about Charlie, thought Harry, there was never an awkward silence between them, and it was refreshing. Soon though Harry asked:

"Should I go back to my room Charlie, so it's not obvious tomorrow what happened when we both come out of your room? I mean I can sneak back to my room right now with my stealthy ninja moves…" Charlie laughed at that.

"Harry I don't care if it's obvious, everyone here knows I'm gay, so whatever I don't care, it's up to you" He spoke gently.

"Well I sure as hell don't care, I can tell you I'm perfectly used to the oh-so-not-quiet whispers about me" Harry said.

"Well then stay here Harry, stay with me." The he turned his head and kissed Harry with a fire to rival any Dragon's.

A/N: So I really hope you like it! Next chapter to follow soon, lots of love fluffythefish99 xxx