Oh my god...I know...an update! Finally! I am so very sorry for it having taken me several months to update this fic...I feel bad. Please don't murder me. I do appreciate all that have waited patiently and just like this story, I'm still writing for the others and I will definitely try not to take forever in updating them. I know shit happens, but still. Anyway, it's kinda long and there is some adult content in this chapter...not full on sex..THAT will be next! So, without further ado...here's chapter 11!

Chapter Eleven-Urquhart's Invitation, Colin's Discontent

"Colin, could you grab my glass off the patio table? I kinda forgot to before I laid down." Miles asked Colin while he stood out there watering the plants.

"Of course. Here." Colin smiled, gently handing it to the redhead lounging on the patio chaise, soaking up the sun.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Miles took a sip of his lemonade and sat down the glass. "Why don't you take a break? Come lay with me."

"I'd love to, but you know I have to get this done. The heat is unbearable for the plants."

Miles pouted. "Aww..."

The blonde tickled Miles under his chin with one finger. "Tell you what, I'll finish up here and tonight...I'll lay on you. Sound good?"

He perked up. "Very good. I'll be holding you to that."

"I wouldn't expect any less."

As Colin sauntered off to tend to the tulips and some sort of tropical plant he never bothered to learn the name of, Miles admired the arse walking away from him. The words ''I'll lay on you'' got him thinking.

'I'm surprised we haven't take it further than snogging yet. We've certainly had the opportunity while he roomed with me and now that my mates left. There's no chance of interruption. Still, I cannot push him, no matter how much I want him to be one with me...or how much I want to stick it sideways to Urquhart. I don't want Colin to believe this is a competition. That would destroy everything. I wonder if he's been thinking about it too.'

Colin watered the tulips one by one. Red blooms, white blooms, yellow, pink...he stopped at the orange blossoms imported straight from Holland and smiled. The bright hue strongly reminded him of the Keeper's hair especially once the sun struck it, illuminating every strand. He sighed and looked back to Miles, who was now facing the sun. The blonde has pondered over whether or not they should step it up a notch. It's been a little while and typically, some people more forward, even if it's just a bit.

'Well, it's not like we'll be going in blind. Miles has more experience so he knows how far to push and I'm comfortable knowing that he'll stop if I think we're moving too fast. We have plenty of time until the new year starts so why not? Besides, I'd like to try a little something before having to sneak around the corridors at odd hours of the night...I really hope I didn't sound like an impatient arse right there.'

He peered over at Miles again...watching that faintly glistening, sculpted chest heave up and down slowly. He bit his lip.

'Yeah, I'm going to ask Miles about it later. I don't know how much longer I can take walking around him wearing excessively tight trousers.'

Meanwhile at Urquhart Manor...

'Unh, fuck! ...' Kaiser panted, collapsing back onto giant silk-cased pillows, looking at his left hand after having painted it not even a minute ago. That's about the fourth or fifth time this week, all of it having been focused on one blonde in particular...actually, the only person on his mind...Colin. It was a rather hot fantasy revolving around whipped cream, melted chocolate, a blindfold and black velvet rope. One would've had to have been inside Kaiser's mind in order to really catch a glimpse of how that played out. Long story short, it was naughty and utterly delicious to the Snake. He smiled, shamelessly wiping his hand on the bedsheets.

'You're looking more delectable every time I picture you. It's so good it's getting harder to control myself. I want you underneath me as soon as possible. I've waited long enough. I need to urge Father into throwing that damn party.'

Damian Urquhart lounged casually in his high-backed armchair with a book in his lap, though clearly not paying it any mind for it was definitely fixated upon someone of much more interest. Knocking sounded upon the door of his private office. "Father?"

'Looks like I'll have to ponder over you later, Colin. What ever could my dear son want this time?' He closed the book. "You may enter."

Kaiser stepped forth, shutting it behind him.

"What do you acquire of me today?"

"I was wondering if you've considered a date for your dinner party yet."

Kaiser raised a dark blonde eyebrow, wondering where he was going with this. "I wasn't too sure on when. Why do you ask? Don't dance around me."

"I was hoping I could ask a few guests to attend...Vaisey, Malfoy, the regulars...including the Bletchleys. They could bring Colin for extra assistance. Merlin knows we could use him for the large number of attendees."

Damian instinctively held in a smirk. He nonchalantly responded ''We could use the help. Fine, there will be a dinner party next week. I'll prepare the invitations tonight and send them out tomorrow morning."

Kaiser fought his mutual smirk. "Thank you, Father."

"Is there anything else you're needing?"

"No, that's everything."

"Good. Well, be on your way. I have some papers to go through. I'll see you at lunch."

"Of course."

With the sound of a firm click, Damian leant back into his chair, setting that Cheshire grin free. 'This makes my plans much easier. Instead of going to Colin, Colin's coming straight to me. Perfect.'

Outside the office, strutting in the hall, Kaiser smiled calculatingly. 'This is will be no trouble at all now that I have leveled the playing field. There is no way Bletchley will be able to keep me from Colin. This is my turf, therefore the advantage is mine. Can't wait.'

Bletchley Manor, later that night sometime after dinner...

"Goodnight Tilly, Grapple, Frida...everyone. See you in the morning."

"Good night, Mister Colin. We's be seeing you later." Tilly gave him a bow before exiting to the house elves' quarters. Colin quickly unraveled his white apron, hung it up and left upstairs. He hoped Miles would consider what he had to say. Colin knocked on the door and entered.

"Hey Miles, mind if I come in for a bit?" Miles slid over to the right on his mattress, patting it. "Thanks." He accepted a kiss once he sat down.

"What's on your mind?"

Colin snuggled closer into the redhead's side and threw an arm around his waist. "I was wanting to talk about us.."

Miles nodded. He and Colin haven't had a single issue in their short relationship so he had a pretty good idea about what the blonde wanted to discuss.

"You're wanting to fool around."

Colin almost snorted aloud. He grinned. "How did you-?"

Miles smirked. "It's not like I don't think about the same thing, Colin. It's kinda hard to NOT want anything when you're around."

"So I don't exactly need to explain myself then."

"No, we need to talk about it. I want to know what you're wanting to try first so that I won't overstep the boundaries. You've never done this before and I don't want to upset or hurt you in any way."

"You're right, I haven't...as you clearly remember me admitting not too long ago. Um, I was hoping maybe we could try the small stuff." replied Colin, shifting in the sheets to nuzzle more into Miles's neck.

Miles petted his head, encircling a few golden strands around his finger. "When would you like to?"

"Why not tonight? You're already dressed for bed and I can clean up after."

Miles smirked at the eager, mischievous glint in Colin's blue eyes. He loved how the Lion instigated things. "Alright then."

Miles shifted himself onto the Gryffindor's hips, letting fingers graze down his chest to eventually rest on the silver beltbuckle of those black trousers. It didn't take long for the Keeper to undo the leather, unbutton the dark cloth and pull them off Colin's legs. Colin bit his lip, observing as Miles circled rough palms over his soft skin, admiring the rapidly-hardening appendage seeking immediate attention. The redhead dipped his head further, making sure to maintain eye contact. He opened his mouth and darted his tongue right over the summit.

Colin squirmed a bit, drifting a hand towards those short red locks. The older male was sure to lower his head again so the younger could get a better grip. When he did, Miles took it upon himself to tease the Lion by moving his tongue agonizingly slow, then deliberately taking his time to enclose his mouth around Colin and suck lazily. Colin grit his teeth, fighting to keep from prematurely unloading. It's as if Miles was intentionally drawing this out. He was trying so hard to last but the teasing look Miles was giving him...smirking around his length, a knowing gleam in those green orbs, and the fact his hand was steadily massing his package...there was no way, no earthly way he could keep it in much longer. Miles hummed a little around the base and made his way up, listening to Colin stifle his moans.

'Someone's very close...' Sucking harder and faster, the Keeper bobbed up and down and drew that orgasm right out of the Lion. Colin gasped loudly, a little too loudly, as he filled that waiting mouth. He was so glad that his Lord and Lady's room was WAY over on the other side of the manor.

Miles swallowed each salty, bitter stream. He casually wiped a leftover drop from the corner of his mouth and licked it off the tip of his index finger. He tilted his head, eyeing the panting blonde. "Tasted exactly how I pictured."

Colin blushed, wiping his forehead. "Really? Didn't think you'd spend time fantasizing over how my come would taste."

"I fantasized over that and I imagine just how hot and tight you'd feel around me right now. And how fucking beautiful you'd look under me all flushed, sweaty and screaming." Miles purred, running a finger over the blonde's plump rosy lips.

Colin gulped. "Jesus, are you really making it difficult for me to come down?"

"Heh heh, maybe."

"Oh god.." he grinned. "You're so evil, in a delicious way."

"What can I say? Slytherins are naturally delicious...well...most of us anyway." Miles winked.

Colin agreed wholeheartedly. "Truly. Um..would you like me to..." he gestured to Bletchley's crotch. The Snake kicked off his pajamas pants and boxers then settled back down, guiding Colin's hands over.

"Before you do, let me walk you through it. Last thing you need is to choke."

"I see Falmouth is currently in the lead, replacing Puddlemere. The last times I've witnessed this was back in '79, '87, '92, '98 and 2004. I think they'll be sure to secure the League Cup this year, don't you agree Miles?" Mason queried his son over to the right.

Miles peered at the article his father was perusing. "Of course, with all hope that Puddlemere doesn't make a comeback."

Evangeline silently admired the flower placement in the middle of the table. She didn't particularly care for that obsessive sport since it bored the shit out of her.

"Good morning, everyone." Colin announced with a bright smile, wheeling in the breakfast cart.

Eyebrows raised, Mason replied "Good morning, Colin. You're oddly chipper. Are you well?"

Colin walked around, delivering the dishes filled with steaming eggs, bacon and sausage. "Yes, my lord. I'm perfectly fine. Just a nice day and a good night's sleep is all." 'And the magnificent blowjob I received certainly made things better.' He sent Miles a quick wink, pouring him a morning glass of pumpkin juice. This went unnoticed by Mason and Evangeline.

"Indeed, it is a lovely day. I think we shall have lunch out there later." the lord sipped his tea as a gray owl flew in through the open window, dropping the post and a navy blue envelope with a crest Colin didn't recognize.

"Apparently Damian sent us an invitation of some sort." Lady Bletchley drawled, depositing another sugar cube into her teacup. Miles subtly glared at the envelope, being sure not to draw suspicion. Colin fiddled around on the cart, appearing occupied.

Mason opened it and read the contents. "We're all invited to a dinner party over at his manor at 8:00 pm, the twenty-sixth of July. Next Saturday..."

Miles swallowed his sausage sharply. "Do we have to attend, Father? I was hoping to catch up on some reading in preparation for the new semester."

"Yes, we do. It would be rude not to, son." Mason turned green eyes up at Colin. "This means ALL of us."

Colin's heart thudded in his chest. He steadied himself so his lord won't ask questions about his sudden bout of nervous, squirrely behavior. "I, I had no idea the occasion allowed house servants to be in attendance."

"Normally, they don't. But in this case, Damian decided to make an exception. Nevertheless, you will still be under my command and do as you're expected. Also, there's nothing wrong with an extra pair of hands to make the dinner run smoothly. You will be in uniform and you'll apparate alongside us that night. Understood?"

Colin nodded, masking a solemn expression. "Yes, my lord." Miles caught the fear in Colin's eyes just before he exited the dining room. He was just as perturbed at the news.

'Damn it, Father! How could you allow Colin to be thrown into the shark tank? This is just another ploy for Urquhart to try to get his disgusting hands on him! Ugh, why else would that bastard's father have invited him if he HIMSELF didn't suggest the idea? There's got to be something I can do...anything. I need to protect Colin.'

During the rest of the day, Colin performed his routine as normally as he possibly could. It proved to be difficult, what with the future knowledge that Kaiser would be breathing down the back of his neck, the threat that he'd actually have no chance of escape and be forced to take what the Snake dealt and all. The same sentiment was also directed at Damian, the sex-crazed predator of a father. He knew those two would try their damnedest to corner him alone somewhere in that manor. He vaguely wondered what he could do, if there was anything...anything to get him out of this... or if even those two knew of each other's attraction for him when Tilly snapped her fingers.

''Huh? What is it?"

She giggled. "Mister Colin, I thinks if you keep scrubbing, you might bore a hole into the stone. You has been for almost twenty minutes.''

"Oh.." Colin looked down at the dark green stone beneath him, covered in a thick layer of suds. "Yeah, sorry."

"Is something the matter with Mister Colin?"

He shook his head. "No, everything is fine."

The house elf gazed at him and smiled. "I thinks Mister Colin is lying."

Colin sighed and didn't bother to rebut.

"Would you tell Tilly?" she sat next to him. He threw the brush back into the bucket, splashing water and soap.

"I don't want to go to Lord Urquhart's dinner party. I won't feel safe there.''

Tilly responded "Master Miles feels the same way. He doesn't want Mister Colin to go either because he cares for you so very much."

The servant's eyes widened. "How did you find out?"

"I sees the way Master Miles looks at you. He is very happy to have you around and it hurts him to see you in pain."

"I dunno what I'm going to do, Tilly. We're both going and I'm helping their elves. Knowing them, there will be a shit ton of people there to provide distraction and I'll be in trouble. I can't use my wand."

Tilly petted his shoulder. "I think Mister Colin and Master Miles will figure something out. He can use his wand, you know. Why not tell Lord Bletchley? Tilly cannot because I am not allowed to speak of such matters."

Colin rubbed his arms in a mock shiver. "Because he won't believe us and it'll cause so much trouble. Miles doesn't want to run to his father with every problem he has, so, we'll just have to do this on our own. And...and...I haven't exactly told him about Damian hitting on me..''

Tilly nodded. "Mister Colin does realize that Miles has to know, right? You can't hide it from him."

"I don't want him to be angry with me."

Tilly took Colin's larger pale hand into her small brown one. She blinked her large caring eyes at him and smiled softly. "I knows my Master better than people think. He won't be angry with Mister Colin...only at the fact a grown man is trying to stake a claim on what's his. As far as Tilly's concerned, that Damian needs to back off and find someone else."

Colin snorted. "Preferably closer to his own age...or someone at least 17."

"I agree. So, is Mister Colin going to tell the truth?"

Colin smiled. He knew Tilly was right and there honestly was no point in dragging this out. "I'll tell him. I owe it to Miles. Perhaps then we'll be a step closer in trying to get out of the party. I really REALLY hope he won't be pissed at me."

"Master Miles will be angry, but not at you. I promise that part."

"Thank you, Tilly."

"Mister Colin is always welcome." the house elf responded cheerfully.

Colin hugged her. "Say, how about after we take care of this hall, we go down to the kitchens for a quick snack? Grapple and Rudolph have to be almost done with the muffins by then."

Tilly squealed with glee. "I is so happy you're here. It's much more fun being sneaky."

Later that night...

'Please let Tilly be right. Please let Tilly be right...please please please...' Colin repeatedly mused in an effort to reassure himself that everything will be fine and Miles would not blow a gasket. He couldn't blame him if he did, he just didn't want it directed at HIM. Miles was returning from the kitchen shortly with a snack and now, all he had to do was wait. Two minutes ticked by and the door opened.

"Hey gorgeous, brought us some blueberry muffins. I asked if Grapple could put blueberry cream in them so that's why it took so long."

He handed one to Colin, who stared at the confection sitting in his palm. He didn't feel like eating it right now. Miles took a bite of his and reveled in the sweet, creamy, summer berry flavor.

"Something wrong?"

"Miles.." Colin turned to him with a solemn expression in place of the bright and cheery one usually present upon his face. "I need to tell you something."

Bletchley's smile faded instantly. This was worrying him, so much that he forgot about his muffin. "What is it?"

"Remember Luna's prediction about the two blast-ended skrewts with high libidoes?"

"Yeah..."

"Kaiser is one as we both already know.."

"Uh huh..."

"And..." Colin's breath became shaky. He nervously moved his hair behind his ears and wet his dry lips. "...And...Damian...is the other one."

Miles closed his fist. Light purple cream showered the bottom left corner of Bletchley's bed, along with crumbles of sugary muffin and jellied blueberries. Miles's face was flushed with fury. Colin shrunk back, afraid of what was going to happen next. Before the Snake could go on a vocal rampage, he stopped immediately at Colin's reaction.

Scourgifying his hand, his features softened considerably when he dragged the Lion in for a hug. He breathed in Colin's scent, nuzzling into his neck. He pulled back and edged those soft cheeks with his thumbs, soothing him.

"Colin, baby..I'm not angry with you. I swear...I just.." he drew in a sharp breath. "..Why didn't you tell me?"

Colin's bottom lip quivered slightly. "I didn't want you to be mad at me and...I thought like with Kaiser, he'd leave me alone after one try."

"I see, ok...when did Lord Urquhart start making passes at you?"

"When he came over to discuss paperwork with your Dad that one day. I didn't know he wanted me before. He accosted me out on the patio near the roses. After that, he just gave me flirtatious winks before he left."

Miles nodded silently, taking every bit of information in. He finally sees why Colin asked those questions about the age of consent. Still, that didn't make things any better.

"Miles, I'm really scared. I know Kaiser is bad but his father...my god...do you even know what that man is like?"

"I truly don't but my father does."

Colin curled up in his arms. "How could he allow that man to come here if he knew what he was capable of?"

"I dunno, Col. The adults in our world have their own business, their own secrets and indiscretions just like yours and...some in this circle are just so desensitized to others' behavior that they don't pay much attention due to having grown up with them. Also, with how things lack a moral stigma here as opposed to the opinions of muggles...it can really look like a fucking mess. Honestly, I don't think my father knew he'd come after you. He's not a cruel man."

"Still, I really don't want to go to their manor next week. Who knows what'll happen if one of them gets me alone. I have no use of my wand 'cause of the bloody trace and your Dad will probably make you mingle with him."

Miles knew what Colin was feeling. There was a chance, a very good chance, that Colin would indeed disappear sometime within the hours of the party and whatever would happen, he'd give no consent and for that being his first time, it was unthinkable. No one wanted to be forced into sex. A person's first time was supposed to be special and romantic...most of the time...and Miles wanted it to be just that for him. Colin deserves that and nothing less.

"Colin, I will do whatever I can to keep you at my side during the party. I...I love you." 'Shit, did I just say that out loud? This soon? Damn, so much for waiting..'

Colin stared at him. "What?"

Miles swallowed hard and said it again. "I love you, Colin. I know it's kinda early to say it but I've loved you for a while. You don't have to say it back right now...I can wait."

Colin caressed Miles's cheek with his hand, gazing into his eyes. "I think I'm beginning to. How could I not? You've treated me with nothing but the utmost respect and care since I came here. I could never deny that. You're wonderful and sweet and you're also quite sexy. The way you look at me, the way you hold onto me in bed, even the way you engage me in conversation over the simplest things...you don't know how great that makes me feel. I guess this entire arrangement with the life debt didn't turn out so bad after all. It gave me something quite beautiful."

Miles leaned into his hand, closing his eyes. "I really would prefer you not to bear my family's crest on your wrist. I don't see you as property. I can't own someone I love."

"I know, Miles, but we have to deal with this as long as your father says. Maybe one day, we won't have to sneak around."

"I hope so too. Col, will you stay with me tonight? I'd feel better with you right here."

Colin kissed him softly. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Yeah, those skrewts made their move...it won't be long until you see what happens next. And our boys made a move of their own...finally. XD Like I said before, there will be more scenes of an adult nature next time and this story is actually almost over. Only a few chapters left! :)

Oh, and the year references regarding the game I imagined...Mason is really only like...40 in this.