Author Note: (Insert witty conversation here and don't forget to remind them to review!)
Also, Sorry for the mix-up didn't mean to confuse the stories! Tis the dangers of sleep deprivation. Thank you for pointing out my mistake! This chapter is for you! I'm sorry if this chapter goes in a different direction that you were hoping, but I hope you enjoy it just the same. P.S. I totally created the Restaurants and shops. P.P.S. or P.S.S. (whichever it is.) I love to hear what you think of my story!
Chapter 7
Will (PoV)
He had me pined against the wall, his leg applying sweet pressure against my groin.
"Har..ry," I panted, my mind was fogged over by lust. My whole body was screaming yes, the word daring to leap from my mouth several times. Yet something was stopping me. Harry looked me in the eyes, searching for the answer he wanted to hear. I stared at him, confusion written all over my face.
"I understand," he gave me a quick kiss before backing away.
"I want you Harry," I admitted, "I thought I was straight but now I'm not sure and I really don't care. There is something about you that makes me go insane."
"So where does this leave us?" he asked.
"Harry, would you like to go out with me tonight?"
"Out, like on a date?" his face broke out into a huge grin.
"Yes a date. I'll pick the place and I'll pay." I explained.
"You're making me the girl," he grumbled but he didn't look like he cared.
"I'll pick you up at seven, were something nice, yet comfortable."
"I can't wait." He gave me an affectionate kiss before apparating away.
"I can't believe I just did that." I spoke to the empty room.
I couldn't sit still for the rest of the day. I kept fidgeting and bouncing around my house. At six-thirty I got dressed and took off to Harry's house. Standing on his doorstep I felt like a fool, wearing dark jeans and a dark blue dress shirt, not tucked in. I had stopped to pick up a single long stemmed rose. I rang the door bell and Harry opened the door a moment later. His hair was disheveled as usual, but had a look as if an attempt was made to control it. He wore a dark green v-neck shirt with a pair of black pants that seemed to cling to his legs.
"Harry, you look amazing," I complimented him while handing him the rose. He smiled and accepted it.
"Thank you Will," he pressed the rose under his nose, inhaling deeply. "I never took you for a romantic. Nipsy." I looked confused until that small creature appeared again, "Please put this in some water for me." he handed the rose to the elf like creature and stepped out of his house shutting the door behind him.
"Shall we go?" I offered my arm to him and he chuckled softly has he held onto it.
"You are just full of surprises aren't you Will Schuester?"
"That I am," I led him to my car and opened the door for him. I tried to treat this as any other date, not caring what the gender was, I was just being polite. I had thought of going to Breadsticks but I didn't want to run into any of my students while on a date with Harry. Instead I took him to a new restaurant that had opened up about a month ago about fifteen minutes out of town.
"Are we going somewhere out of town?" Harry asked from the passenger seat. I glanced over to try and gauge his emotions.
"Yeah, I didn't want us running into any students while we were out." I saw him nod in understanding out of the corner of my eye.
"I know this is hard for you Will, but I appreciate," I raised my hand up to stop him.
"Don't worry about me Harry, I will be fine." I wasn't too sure about it though. I was nervous, and confused, not sure what Harry expected. He took my free hand and kissed my knuckles.
"Relax, whatever you have planned will be perfect." He gave me a reassuring smile and we fell into a comfortable silence.
The restaurant was called Giselle's; it was a popular place for first dates. The building wasn't over decorated, and it had a real calming effect. The doors were closed and there was a crowd of people by the door. The manager was standing in front of them; she was short so she had to stand on a box to be seen.
"What's going on?" I asked, quickly parking the car and hurrying over with Harry behind me.
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, and I know some of you had reservations, but the restaurant has to close tonight." She barked. There were cries of outrage from the crowd, but the manager couldn't be swayed.
"So much for a perfect date," I sighed, "Come on Harry let's go home. We can try at Breadsticks."
"Will, no one could have predicted this. I still think we're going to have a perfect date." He reassured me as we got back into my car.
Harry (PoV)
The ride home had been silent; we decided that Breadsticks would not be a good idea when we pulled in to find the entirety of Glee club. We sat in my driveway, Will silently cursing his luck.
"Will," I began but he raised his hand to silence me, "Will," I tried again, "Just listen. What if I choose the place? You can still pay if you feel so compelled to do so."
"Okay," he agreed with some uncertainty, where do you want to go?"
"Just follow me." I got out of the car, Will followed my lead.
"Why do I get the feeling we are going to be using your means of transportation." He groaned while joining me on the other side of the car.
"I'm sorry Will, but it's the only way we can get to New York City in less than ten minutes."
"New York City!" he grinned.
"Yep, NYC has a huge wizarding population," I explained, "I want to give you a taste of my world."
"Am I allowed there? I'm not a wizard." He asked with a nervous edge to his voice.
"As long as you're with me, you will be fine," I assured him, "Just don't call me Harry Potter. Refer to me as James Black."
"James Black, why?"
"My name seems to draw unnecessary attention." I replied simply, kissed him on the cheek and held me close while I apparated.
We landed in front of a dirty, old, run down pub called The Witches Brew. Will grabbed my hand and shuffled closer to me.
"Uhm, Harry I don't think we should be here." I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and walked forward.
"Don't worry; this place is enchanted to prevent Muggles from wandering in."
"Muggles?" he questioned, confused.
"Non-magic folk, we call them Muggles. Now let's go in, before people start getting suspicious.
"Okay," he let me lead him in. I had been there before when I used to live in New York. The inside looked scarily like The Leaky Cauldron. I half expected to find Tom standing behind the counter serving drinks.
"Don't worry, it gets better." I led the way through the crowd until we reached the back room. I slid the door knob across the door and opened it.
"Wow." He let go of my hand and rushed forward.
"Welcome to Merlin's Alley." It looked like the inside of a shopping mall. That seemed to stretch up to the heavens.
"Alley? There's a whole town in here. It's like a giant mall!" I laughed at Will's enthusiasm; he stopped at the wand shop, owl shop, post office, and the book store.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" I chuckled as he skimmed the isles of Dolleck's Books.
"Yes! Har, I mean James, you have no idea how amazing this is. There is a whole other world just hidden away," he picked a book of the shelf, "Look at this, charms to help hide from Muggles."
"You are so bloody adorable." I murmured in his ear. He shivered against my body. "I can't wait till I get you alone," I purred.
"Har..ry," he practically moaned, "Stop teasing me in public."
"Sorry, you are just so hot." He gave me light shove away and placed the book back on the shelf.
"So is there anywhere we can go to eat?" He asked while taking my hand and heading out of the bookstore.
"Of course there are, the only thing is they don't accept muggle money. So we have two choices, I pay and you pay me back, or we go to Gringott's and have your money exchanged?"
"How about you just pay for now." He replied while taking in the people around us.
"Well I don't believe my eyes." A familiar voice laughed from behind us.
"There's no way," another voice cut in.
"That our dear mate," the first voice spoke again.
"Walked right by," the second voice chimed in.
"Without saying hello," the two voices concluded together. I whirled around just in time to get engulfed in a hug by twin gingers. I released Will's hand so that I could hug them back.
"Fred! George! What the Merlin are you doing here? Last I heard you were moving to Australia."
"Well mate, we did," Fred began.
"We were just checking out all of our shops," George added.
"To make sure everything is running smoothly," Fred finished.
"So, who is your friend?" They asked together.
"Oh, wow I'm sorry. This is Will Schuester. Will, I'd like you meet Fred and George Weasley,"
"Pleasure to meet you Will!" they greeted.
"It's nice to meet you too." Will seemed to relax some more. I could tell he was getting used to the idea I was a wizard. Until now, he was still in denial. I didn't mean to spring the wizarding world on him; I just wanted him to understand my life. I found myself running my fingers through my hair, revealing my scar to the general public. I quickly pushed my bangs back down.
"Bless my soul," someone yelled from the crowd, "It's Harry Potter!"
Author Note: I'm sorry but I just couldn't let Fred remain dead!
