NOTE: I have completed up to six chapters of this story. Not sure how long I will be making it yet. Will probably be around 30-45 chapters. I plan on updating at least once a week. This is my first fic on fanfiction and I would greatly appreciate any feedback or ideas. (REVIEWS PLEASE!) LOL. This will eventually be a Harry/Draco pairing but until then there are a lot of things about to happen. Enjoy!
Chapter Three: The Old Team
The old Gryffindor quidditch team that had been captained by none other than Oliver Wood had been meeting and going out clubbing at least once a month since the Battle of Hogwarts. They had all decided that it would be good for them.
Eleven o'clock and the band 'Tears of the Phoenix' had just taken the stage at Hexes & Exes. With the start of their set, the bar and tables had pretty much emptied out as excited witches and wizards flocked off to the dance floor. It had been Oliver's idea to come to Hexes & Exes. He'd suggested to Angelina that she convince George to come. They could drink to Fred's memory and just talk about the old days.
They were sitting at the bar when George started muttering about not feeling well and wanting to go home.
"Come on George, don't be like this." Angelina pleaded, her voice barely audible over the noise of the club. "It's been over a year since… you know."
"I know! Don't you think I know that? It's not like I could forget or anything!"
From his place at the bar, Lee Jordan looked down the bar, on the other side of Fred and Angelina, to where Oliver was sitting and frowned at him. It was as if he was saying 'I told you this was a stupid idea!'
"Seven firewhiskies" Oliver said sourly to the bartender.
"Don't be upset, Oliver" Alicia Spinnet said, rubbing Oliver's shoulder with one hand and taking her firewhiskey with the other. "It's not your fault. George is just not ready yet…"
"I guess" Oliver grunted. "I just thought if we all came out, we would have a laugh and it would do him some good."
"You have a good heart, Oliver Wood" Alicia said slapping him on the back. "Hey Lee, lets go dance"
Katie Bell smiled next to Oliver as Alicia dragged Lee off to dance. "You okay Wood?"
"Yeah," Oliver mumbled taking a drink.
"No you're not! What's up?"
"Nothing," Oliver said avoiding her.
"Come ON… you're not yourself. Tell me… or I'll go ask Charlie."
"No!" Oliver exclaimed, looking up at her anxiously. "Don't do that!"
Seeing his face Katie laughed. "Oh! So that's it then."
"That's what?" Oliver asked avoiding her eyes, and taking another drink.
"You and Charlie, I knew it!" Katie exclaimed happily, clapping her hands and jumping with enthusiasm. Not noticing Harry coming up behind her.
"What about you and Charlie?" Harry asked taking a seat on the stool next to Katie.
"Oh! Harry!" Katie exclaimed in a high pitched wail. "It's so good to see you! It's been ages!"
"Hiya Harry" Oliver said smiling. "Hey… Bartender! Get us another drink over here, what d'you want Harry?"
"jus a butterbeer" Harry replied almost taken aback by Oliver's excited state. "Thank you" he said to the bartender, as he took a sip from his drink before noticing Angelina Johnson and Charlie Weasley trying to comfort George out of the corner of his eye. "What's the matter with George?" he asked Oliver and Katie with concern.
"Oh… well…" Katie began sighing sadly.
Oliver just mouthed the word 'Fred'.
"Do you think he should be out then?"
Katie looked at Oliver amused, making Harry become confused.
"Am I missing something here?"
Sighing Oliver looked as Harry his eyes relaxing into a defeated curve, "I thought it would do him some good to finally get out."
"More like you thought it would give Charlie enough of a break from tending to him long enough so you two could have a night out" Katie muttered, making Oliver go silent and look at his drink.
"I still don't follow" Harry said even more confused.
"OH!" Katie exclaimed. "You don't know, do you?"
"Know what?" Harry asked taking a sip of butterbeer.
"That Oliver and Charlie are seeing each other, of course."
"Or we were at least trying to" Oliver muttered sadly.
Harry just tilted his head in a surprised fashion looking at Oliver, who was sitting on the other side of Katie looking forlornly into his firewhiskey. Of course he had never seen Oliver with any girls at Hogwarts, but… that didn't mean anything. Or did it? As for Charlie…Harry hadn't ever gotten the impression that he cared about anything other than his dragons. But if was… gay? Why hadn't anyone said anything before?
He was still unfamiliar with many aspects of the wizarding world. With a war going on… he hadn't had time to find out any of these things. Was being gay something that wasn't talked about in the wizarding world? It's not like he had heard of anyone in the wizarding world being… that. Or was it like in the muggle world? Accepted by some and not by some. Katie didn't seem to have a problem with it. In fact, she seemed to be quite excited about it.
The question was that if Charlie and Oliver were seeing each other why hadn't he heard about it. He had seen Charlie plenty of times at the Burrow in the last few months. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley hadn't said anything about it. Ron hadn't said anything about it. He would have to ask Ron about it later…
"Trying to?" Harry asked ignoring the other hundred questions zooming through his mind.
"Well… Charlie has been spending almost all of his free time comforting George." Oliver said bitterly.
"Don't be like that Oliver!" Katie chastised. "He's his brother after all."
"I don't begrudge him for it! I mean that's why I arranged this thing tonight!" Oliver declared. "I wanted to help. I really thought that if we all came out, George would feel better being able to talk about Fred to all of us. I mean Angelina and Fred dated. They could both talk about him, together."
"So… it looks like it's working" Harry said looking over at Angelina, George, and Charlie. "I mean at least he's talking to Angelina. I'm sure she'll be able to help."
"Yeah, I guess." Oliver said sadly.
"It's not wrong to want some time with Charlie to yourself, you know" Katie said patting Oliver on the shoulder.
"What kind of person would I be if I pulled him away from his brother when he really needs him? What kind of selfish wanker does that?" Oliver cried.
"It's not selfish." Katie soothed. "It's human."
"The thing is, that's one of the things I love about him." Oliver smiled wiping a tear from his left eye. "His loyalty to his family and the ones he loves. Seeing him caring for his brother… just reminds me of what a great guy he is. Maybe I was rushin' things. I can wait. However long it takes. For him, I can wait…"
"Oh, honey" Katie said giving Oliver a hug.
Coming down the bar toward Harry, Katie, and Oliver, Charlie smiled and stood with his hand on his hip watching them hug for a second before interrupting them.
"Hey Bell! You better get your grubby hands off of my boyfriend!" Charlie said mock-seriously. "Hey, Harry! How have you been?" Charlie asked, clapping one of his big stocky hands on Harry's shoulder, making him jump.
"Oh! I'm fine, you?"
"I would be much better, if Bell here released my boyfriend" Charlie repeated, his tone more playful than before, obviously unable to keep up his mock-jealousy. "You okay, love?" Charlie asked walking up to Oliver and taking him into his big muscular dragon keeper arms.
"I'm fine" Oliver said, his voice a little higher than Harry had ever heard it before.
Seeing Harry's face, Katie moved beside Harry to whisper in his ear: "I take it you've never heard Oliver's 'lover-voice' before. Charlie brings it out in him. I don't even think he realizes that he does it" Kate giggled.
"…Sorry about ignoring you love. I know I promised you we would have a dance." Charlie whispered into Oliver's ear.
"No. It's I that should be sorry." Oliver replied, his voice still abnormally high. "I should have realized that George might not be ready for this. Speaking of... where did he and Angelina get off too?"
"She took him home," Charlie said. "I told her to go with him and keep him company so that I can stay for a while. With you," Charlie smiled.
"Well I bet you didn't say that" Oliver mumbled bitterly.
"No. I didn't tell her that I was staying because of you."
"Well… at least you're honest about our lying" Oliver said sighing.
"You know why it has to be like this, at least for right now."
"I know" Oliver mumbled looking down again.
"Hey, babe?" Charlie began gesturing in Harry and Katie's direction. "I need to talk to Harry about something for a minute. How about you go and have a dance with Katie, I'll come and join you in a minute."
"Fine" Oliver mumbled, whisking Katie off to the dance floor.
"Hey Harry… can I talk to you for a minute?" Charlie asked approaching Harry.
"Sure"
"Mind if we grab a table?" Charlie asked.
"I don't mind" Harry said grabbing his butterbeer from the bar and following Charlie to one of the u-shaped booths at the edge of the dance floor. Taking a seat across from Charlie, Harry spoke first "So what did you want to talk about?"
"I heard that you defended Draco Malfoy at his trial today" Charlie prompted, waiting for Harry to explain himself.
"Yes, I did" Harry said not offering up an explanation.
"You're not going to make this easy for me are you?"
"Nope" Harry said stubbornly, unable to hold back a joking smile.
Charlie laughed. "All right, Harry, fair enough. Can you just tell me why?"
"I don't know why, really."
"Do you feel sorry for him or something?"
"No!" Harry protested, then retracted: "Yes. It feels so weird to feel sorry for Malfoy. I don't like feeling sorry for him. Defending him in court just feels like the right thing to do… So that's what I'm doing."
"I can't tell you not to follow your heart Harry" Charlie said smiling. "Knowing how Dumbledore felt about things like that. What do you think will happen to Malfoy? Do you know?"
"All I did was tell them all I had witnessed Malfoy do during the war since The Astronomy Tower. After that the Head of the Magical Law Office asked Malfoy and his mother if they would agree to give information to the ministry in exchange for a deal. So a hearing has been setup to decide on a deal for the Malfoys where they will probably end up getting nothing more than probation." Harry said.
"When's the hearing?"
"Monday morning" Harry said. "So… what's this with you and Wood?"
"The story of Oliver Wood and Charlie Weasley… Hmm" Charlie chuckled. "Now that's a long story. It started back when he was in his third year I was a sixth year, I didn't think anything of it then but that was when he first developed a crush on me. It was at the very first team practice when he crashed into me on purpose. During his first game he was so busy watching me that he didn't see the bludger coming straight at his head" Charlie laughed.
"Wow! That long?" Harry exclaimed.
"For him… yes. For me it was only after he graduated that I took any notice of him. Constantly coming to Romania whenever he had time off, pretending to be as interested in dragons as me…"
"So… he loves you?" Harry asked intrigued.
"Yes." Charlie confirmed.
"Do you love him?"
"Yes." Charlie sighed, "Although sometimes I feel like I don't love him enough."
"What do you mean?"
"Take my not telling the family just yet. Which, by the way, we want to be the ones to tell everybody, so don't say anything yet, okay?"
"Okay" Harry agreed nodding his head. "But why are you keeping it a secret? Is it that you think they won't accept it?" Harry asked curiously.
"No. Why would you think they wouldn't accept it? It's not like he's a former death eater. No... it's just that because of Fred's death and my agreeing to be there for George... I don't think they are ready for that yet. I don't want to distract from their grieving. I'm still upset about it myself but... It's different for George. It's like he lost half of himself. If he saw that I was with someone… he would tell me to forget him and live my life. He really shouldn't be alone right now."
"Well… he's as noble as you are so he will wait for you." Harry said, easily giving romantic advice for the first time.
"I know he will." Charlie said somberly.
"Just don't make him wait too long." Harry said even more comfortably. "Oh and speaking of waiting too long… don't you owe your boyfriend a dance?"
"Oh yes I do…" Charlie answered laughing. "hey come with me, I'm sure Katie would like someone do dance with."
"All right, let's go!"
"Thank you for bringing me home, Ange" George said turning on the lights to his flat above the shop. Motioning over to a sunken living room area, he led Angelina over to a big fluffy orange couch.
They sat in silence for a moment. Looking into his eyes, Angelina smiled.
"I've missed you" Angelina whispered, biting her lip nervously.
George simply smiled sadly, taking her soft hands into his own. He ran his thumbs over her hands, feeling them softly.
"You look… so… sad" Angelina mumbled leaning in closer to George.
"I am sad" George whispered back.
Both leaned forward so that their lips were only millimeters apart. Looking into each others eyes for reassurance, some sign that they could proceed. Angelina's lips were slightly parted. George dived forward. Their lips moved together; meeting, touching, bonding into a soft yet unyielding kiss.
George pulled away with a small half smile on his face. The closest thing to a smile he had had in over fifteen months.
Angelina smiled seeing that sparkle in George Weasley's eyes, something that she had missed, truly and deeply. It reminded her so much of Fred. It was nerve racking how much they twins were alike. There were subtle differences… but she found them intriguing.
It was the most beautiful moment either had had in a very long while. The lighting had magically dimmed to sync with their moods. Something George had been tinkering with.
His inventing was the only thing he really had left of Fred so he spent all his time working on things. He would think about how Fred would do something, or what Fred would say and have memories swarm through his mind.
George and Angelina were enjoying their beautiful moment together when it all went wrong. George sensed it first. An alarm had been triggered. Just as he was getting up to investigate… the door leading down to the shop exploded into a ball of flames.
"What's happening?" Angelina cried.
Taking out his wand and getting into a firm fighting stance, George waited for the oncoming attack. Angelina got behind him, drawing her own wand.
Then, a multitude of red jets came from the smoking fog that was the door.
"Protego!" George shouted, blocking himself and Angelina from the stunning spells aimed at them.
Then in marched three Death Eaters, clad in their black cloaks and faceless masks.
The one in the center sent out a jet of red fiendfyre aimed at Angelina. Angelina narrowly blocked by levitating the couch in front of them in it's way.
"Crucio!" one of the Death Eater's shouted, pointed at Angelina. The pain from the curse knocking her to the ground.
"Stupefy!" George shouted missing the Death Eater.
"Imperio!" The center Death Eater shouted, want aimed at George.
George ducked behind a huge armchair, pulling Angelina behind it with him.
"Impedimenta!" George shouted, aiming at the center Death Eater and missing.
"Duro!" Angelina shouted aiming at one of the Death Eaters, turning him to stone.
With an angry scream the center death eater shouted "REDUCTO!" at the chair hiding George and Angelina, blasting it apart, reducing it to dust.
Before George or Angelina could react the center Death Eater sent a streak of purple flame right at George. It his him right across the head knocking him to the floor, unconscious.
"No!" shouted Angelina. "Petrificus Totalus!"
Angelina's spell missed the Death Eater instead hitting the stone Death Eater, shattering it into a thousand pieces.
The center death eater screamed again aiming his wand at Angelina sending the same streak of purple flame at her as well. It hit her in the chest knocking her to the floor on top of George.
The two remaining death eaters stepped forward towards George and Angelina, who lay motionless on the floor.
"Hurry!" the lead death eater shouted at his partner. "We must hurry and get them back to base"
Both grabbing a body, the two death eaters disapparated with their charges in tow.
The door shut closed behind them as Charlie and Oliver made their way across the room, bodies locked together in a snogging embrace. They tripped over themselves as the stumbled across the flat, and down the hallway into Oliver Wood's bedroom.
They continued to kiss as they entered the room, Oliver kicking off his shoes, Charlie ripping off Oliver's shirt. Charlie backed Oliver over to the bed, pushing him back so that he landed on the soft pillow-top with a smacking sound.
Charlie kicked off his own shoes and pulled his own shirt over his head, revealing his rippled muscular chest. Eight pack abs, sculpted pecks, and a tattoo of a Hebridean Black dragon across his right peck and down his side.
Oliver breathed hard, panting as he lay there on his back. Propped up on his elbows he stared at up into the eyes of the man he loved. He was ready to give himself over fully to the hot ginger stud standing in front of him, wearing nothing but s pair of loose-fitting muggle blue-jeans.
Charlie stared down at his sexy, shirtless lover. Oliver was fit and lean, flat washboard abs, lightly muscular arms, and hard pink nipples, begging for attention. He looked into Oliver's curious face. He stared for a long moment into those twinkling brown eyes that stared right back at him. Charlie watched as Oliver brought his right hand to his chest rubbing it up and down in a seductive manner.
Charlie lunged forward onto Oliver ravishing him with such powerful kisses that only a dragon keeper could plant. Charlie's big full lips devoured Oliver's, using his tongue and lips to bring his love pleasure. As they kissed Charlie let his coarse 'outdoors man' hands wander and feel the beautiful man beneath him. He squeezed Oliver's shoulders, rubbed his slender sides, ran his fingers through his hair.
Oliver moaned softly into Charlie's mouth. He was in heaven! It had been so long since they had been alone together. Oliver's hands roamed down Charlie's muscular naked back, feeling his soft skin.
Oliver broke apart from his lover looked up into his eyes and said, "I want you, in every single way."
Charlie studied Oliver's face for a moment. It was pleading with him, so full of need. Like every heartbeat that they were not as one was like a knife stabbing into him. Oliver's love for him was so intense that there was no way that Charlie could refuse his love's request.
Charlie leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Moving up to his ear, he whispered seductively: "Are you ready?"
Oliver smiled and reached to unbutton Charlie's jeans.
Charlie took his wand out from his back pocket aiming it at the button of Oliver's pants. Silently, he slowly spelled the button out of its hole. Moving on to the zip, he slowly charmed it down.
Frustrated with the excruciatingly slow speed at which their undressing was proceeding, Oliver put his quick Quidditch reflexes and speed to good use and reached for his wand on the bedside table,
With his keeper agility, Oliver performed a quick "Evanesco" to instantly vanish their remaining clothes, flipped himself and Charlie over so that Charlie was on his back and he was straddling his waist.
Stunned by the speed in which Oliver took control, Charlie smiled looking up at the naked athletic beauty above him. Recovering fast, Charlie pulled Oliver into his arms and into an aggressive smooch.
Before Oliver could react, Charlie flipped them back over. "I admire you're determination, love. But… if anyone is going to be in charge here, it's going to be me!" Charlie thought as he proceeded to fully ravish his lover.
Next: Chapter Four: Morning Surprises
Hey guys! What did you think? How do you feel as Oliver and Charlie as a couple? I got to thinking that Harry/Draco are a ways off and that maybe a little Ollie/Charlie lovin' would hold you over until then? Maybe? Also what do you think about these Death Eaters? Why did they take George and Angelina? Let me know what you think!
