Chapter 7

7 March 1995

Rabastan Lestrange is a very determined man when he wants to be and right now he is about to turn in to a dog after a bone. Almost a month has past since he saw the beautiful boy at the Red Lounge. He didn't get the boy's name and he hasn't seen the boy dance. A lot of his friends have and they keep spending money to watch every performance. That boy has the most beautiful green eyes and the plumpest lips he has ever seen. Even all made up though Rabastan wouldn't put him at the 13 the madame says he is. He's also not one to rob the cradle but looking never hurt anyone and he's more than patient to wait for the boy to come of age. Rubbing his jaw Rabastan thinks over this little situation, first things first I need to pay off his contract and find out his real age. Next I need to find out his story and living situation. Only someone with some serious skeletons in their closet would work at a brothel and have those scars.

Red Lounge...

Rabastan walks into the Red Lounge and pauses to search for his quarry. A movement out of the corner of his eye catches his attention. To the right there on the stage is Crescent in the middle of a performance. After ten minutes of standing there truly entranced, Rabastan realizes that the lounge madam has been trying to get his attention since he walked in.

"Oh deary you truly are a complete slave to our little Crescent," Madame Aurora chuckles as his eyes finally snap to hers.

Rabastan glances back at Crescent but with a final spin he finishes his performance and exits the stage. Dissapointment settles heavy in Rabastans chest a missing the whole show. He turns back to the Madame, " I want to pay off his contract. He must not know that its paid off and all of his money that he earns from his dances are to be put into an account for him. you get twenty percent and he stays here until he is of age. If anything happens to change that you are to inform me immediately."

The Madame's eye grow wide as she proccess all the information just dropped on her. " Right this way Mr. Lestrange. I'll draw up the contract."

They walk into her office and take their respective seats. Aurora clasp her hands together on her desk, " Are there anymore stipulations?"

Rabastan thinks for a moment, " If he needs anything I will pay for it. I don't want him to use his money unless it's on something he wants. I don't really want him to find out how much money he has because that will bring up the question back around to why he's now basiclly working for himself. so give him the usual amount you would and I'll put the rest into a secret account for him. I know he's smart just by looking at him so I know this isn't a long term fix but if he should figure it out before he comes of age let me know and I'll come explain everything to him."

Madame Aurora nods her head as she adds all of that to the contract. Once they iron out the details and agree on everything they sign the contract, shaking hand to seal the deal. The contract rolls itself up and dissappears with a poof of smoke. And if anyone chose to pay attention, due to the sneaky way Madame Aurora worded the document, they would see a betrothal contract with a one Harry Potter and Rabastan Lestrange.

Meanwhile in the lounge...

Harry walks into the dressing room after stepping off the stage. A smirk crosses his lips as he thinks about a certain handsome blue eyed wizard that he got a glimps of during his performance. He'd be lying if he said he didn't wish to know that hunk better. Harry sighs and leans forward to wash off his make up so he can apply a new look for his next performance. After applying his make up he sits on the floor and gives his body a good stretch to keep his cramps away. After loosening up enough, Harry walks behind the screen to decide which costume to wear. He decided to go with his new red leather number.

Smiling at himself in the mirror, " I look good enough to eat. I can't wait to show off my new routine. It's going to bring down the house."

Harry walks back to his seat and slides his feet into the red stilettos he bought just for this performance. There's a red ribbon on the heel that you have to lace up your leg almost like ballet slipper. They call all the attention to his shapely legs just as the leather shorts call to attention to his perky butt and the straps lastly call attention to his rosy nipples. He smiled again at himself in the mirror. With this outfit and the make up he looks at least seventeen.

Just then he hears a knock at his door. "Come in," He call.

Rose and Madame Aurora walk in and both of their jaws drop open.

Rose squeal and bounce on her toes, "OH MY GOSH, CRESCENT! You look amazing! I almost don't reconize you!

Madame Aurora reaches up and dabs at her eyes, " Just magnificent! I have no word you look beautiful"

Harry grins, " Both of you stop before I start tearing up and ruin all this hard work"

Aurora stepped forward and lay her hands on Harry's shoulders, " Are you ready, sweetie? Your cue is in five minutes. We'll leave you to get yourself hyped up."

Harry looks in the mirror and smiles, " I am going to be amazing. Time to give a show of epic porportions."

Harry stands up and puts on his black sheer robe. With the robe on he looked like he's shrouded in a dark starry night as his robe flowed over the floor behind him. He walks towards the stage. The minute his stiletto covered foot touches the begining of the aisle his music starts, Kesha's Praying.

Harry slowly walks down the aisle with the slow start of the song, he notices that the beautiful blue eyed man from before is sat in front of the stage. As the song pick up Harry takes off in an amazing sprint that ended with him leaping onto the stage and grabing the pole to swing around in the air. Everyone gasped at the beautiful sight.

Harry's robe flows so beautifully while spinned around, letting go with one hand to remove one sleeve and then switching hands to remove the other sleeve. He lets go of the robe at the right moment and Rose catches it.

As Kesha belts out the first heart wrenching, "Praying," Harry wraps his beautiful shaply legs around the pole and drops. Harry end up with his upper body curled up as if in pain and his legs stretched up the pole holding him in place. The audience screamed and sat forward in their seats thinking something went wrong but Harry drops his legs and roll up his body so that he is fully standing. Everyone sits back in their chairs in complete awe.

Harry begins the routine of tumbles, twists, turns, dives and spins that keep everyone entranced and on the edge of their seats wondering what's coming next. As the song hits the lull before the cresendo Harry leaps up the pole and using only his thighs to hold him he flings out his upper body and spins around the pole in a fast turn that has everyone dizzy. Reaching back to the pole Harry slowly lowers his body to the ground as the song ends in a silouhette of defeat.

For a full five mintues no one says anything and then chaos ensues as everyone scream in awe at the epic performance. Everyone have to wipe their eyes because they all felt the pain and anguish in the performance. They all rode through the roller coaster of emotion from the sound with Harry.

Rose walks up to the stage and give Harry his robe back as he get up and bow. As he stepped off the stage everyone rushed up to complement him on a truly epic preformance. Harry recieved a standing ovation, lots of flowers, and sweets.

The madam comes over to usher Harry out of the crowd and to his dressing room. She had a big smile on her face, " Oh sweetheart you killed that performance!"

Rose hugged Harry and gushed, " I should be jealous but you are way to good to be in a dive like this with perfomances like that. That was amazing and everyone was tearing up or crying by the end. Even fully grown wizard who act like they're so tough had to wipe their eyes. Also I saw a certain blue eyed hottie at the front watching you. He couldn't take his eyes off of you during the whole performance."

Harry chuckled, " That was a rush. I'm so glad everyone liked it. I was worried. I've only been working on it for a week and I'd only put a couple move together. The rest I just followed my gut and the music."

Madam Aurora and Rose stare at him with their mouths wide open.

Rose screams, " Are you kidding me? I thought you'd been working on that for months and now I come to find out that it wasn't even a thought out or planned performance. Now I'm really jealous." Rose pouted and step back.

Madam Aurora just stands there speechless. Any normal person could never of pulled that off. He's such a natural. That boy is meant to do great things.