(Tom's Weird Thoughts)

On the Phone/Caller ID/Letter

*pinching*

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Harry POV

Breakfast was an awkward affair for me. Ginny stared at me with tears waiting to drop because all anyone could talk about was Volo. They asked me loads of questions that left my already throbbing head feel fit to burst.

Sirius, who had gotten pardoned after he was put under Veritaserum the year before at the Department of Mysteries fiasco, was giving me sly looks as he chewed his blueberry and chocolate chip pancakes that Mrs Weasley had made for everyone.

Just then, before all their questions went to borderline intrusive and then to something that would incriminate me, my iPhone buzzed. It was a FaceTime call. Shoot.

I looked at the Caller ID and blushed. Volo3

"Ooooh..."came from the Twins.

"Harrykins'—"

"Boooyfwiend—"

"Is—"

"Calling—!"

I growled at them before answering. Soon, Volo's smirking face popped up on the screen.

"Hey, Jay. How you doin'?"he greeted cheerily. Luna and Hermione started slapping each other's shoulders like the crazy yaoi fangirls they are.

I smiled down at the screen.

"Hi, V, I'm doing good. You?"I replied. I only used V to keep the others guessing. No bloody way were they finding out who he was until they saw him physically.

"Bored. I...miss you. And besides, Rye, my idiotic sister is being so annoying, which isn't helping at all!"

Cue kissy faces from the Twins and Sirius.

"Why don't we have a fun night out? I bring my friends, you bring yours. Sounds good?"

I chuckled. "Sounds good. Why don't you ask them yourself?"

Volo's amethyst orbs went wider than they normally were. "You mean that I'm going to borderline lovey dovey on you while your friends are listening on the other end?" the brunette squeaked in an adorable way.

"Yup! Don't tell me that someone else isn't listening on the your end?"

I heard a demented giggle before a girl who looked almost like Volo popped her head into view. She had dark coffee curly brown hair and purple eyes that were also in a feline-like shape and framed by thick black eyelashes. Her eyes were a dimmer purple that held playfulness and a huge dollop of insanity.

Her lips were full and a dark pink and her skin was pale alabaster like a china doll and her face looked just as lovely.

"Hello!"she said in a high alto voice, waving at the screen. "I'm Rye! Volo's most favouritest and most amazingest ever sister! I've heard A LOT about you!—Wha—OW, damnit! If you didn't want me to tell him how hard you're crushing on him, you shoulda told me—OW! Okay!"the girl yowled as Volo pinched her.

The others on my end laughed tittered while Ginny pursed her lips to nonexistence.

"Anyway...Let's go to Club Hauteur again, ya? Sets the perfect vibes. Face the screen to your friends..."he murmured a bit timidly.

Mrs Weasley gasped fondly while the other girls squealed (bar Ginny. Of course...). The guys gave catcalls as there was silence for awhile.

"You look so pretty!"Luna squeaked. "Prettier than ME."

"I'm so jealous..."Hermione breathed. "I wish I had purple eyes..."

"You're PERFECT. Can you cook?"Mrs Weasley squealed.

"Girls! You're scaring him a bit!"Mr Weasley chided gently.

The women ducked their heads. "Oops..."

"Uh...Thanks, to the first lovely lady . Your amber eyes are already pretty to the second compliment. And no, I cannot cook to save my life!"Volo's voice sounded.

"No shit..."Rye mumbled. *pinch* "OW!"

"ANYWAY! So, would you like to go?"Volo asked hopefully.

"YES!" The others cheered.

"Mum, can I go?"Ron begged.

"Yes—"began Molly, but was cut off by Ron.

"Thank you—!"

"IF. If you bring Ginny..."

The redhead boy pouted before agreeing.

"See you guys at half eight!"Volo yelled before hanging up.

"Well. He seems nice." Sirius stated. "And don't forget to use protection kiddies!"he shouted as I bounded up the stairs.

Authoress-Chan's POV

Oh how you should have heeded that Grim's warning Harry-Kun... *shakes head sorrowfully, but giggles like the madwoman she is*

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Hours later, Club Hauteur

Tom POV

Jay and I were sitting comfortably in the V.I.M. (Very Important Magicals) Room I had reserved for both his and my friends. No body on the Light Side knew, but Minnie McGonagall was and still is my best friend, other than Bella and Severus.

Those two were STILL bickering while Bas and Roddy were chatting up the two twins that had dark red hair and sapphire blue eyes. I think that I had gotten my hands on some XTC a short while ago, I dunno.

I don't care. Jay and I were making out drunkenly yet again (Good Lord, are all our encounters gonna end up like this?) before we both decided that we needed to blow this popsicle stand. We were in my Mercedes again, only difference was, I told the driver to go back for the others.

We walked through the Le Bristol Paris Hotel lobby like civilised people as best as we could without looking tipsy to the Muggles before we got into the elevator and went up to the 13th Floor. My one.

Immediately I was carried bridal style and my breath hitched. My heart began to race in anticipation of the pleasure that I knew that I was going to be immersed in.

I felt myself thrown onto my huge bed, my arms held high above my head by some wandless magic.

I shivered as I felt the now seemingly cold air on my naked body. Jay's green eyes darken with lust to a dark jade as he appraised the hickeys littering my neck and torso. The intensity of that gaze made me tremble as strong, smooth hands glided up and down my right side, going from near my hairless armpit (thank you, I do shave. Everywhere.) to drifting teasingly against my hips.

Sweet torture was all that that I can come up with for this. My hips bucked as Jamison moved lower and lower down my body with his mouth, biting and sucking as he finally reached the base of my cock. He went straight to the head, licked around sinfully, all the while his jade eyes never broke eye contact my own violet ones.

He went down lower causing me to jerk as a warmth enveloped my cock. He bobbed up and down until I became a mewling mess on the bed, but the bastard stopped before I was pushed over the edge.

"Mm-Mm, Volo...Don't be naughty, lovely..."he whispered breathily in my ear, his hot breath making me squirm.

My body was flushed and had a sheen of sweat. I felt the burn of Jay entering me. He flipped us over and soon, I was the one settled in his lap his dick hitting my sweet spot of mine, making me see stars.

"Ride me,"was all he said.

"With pleasure!"

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