Disclaimer and Warnings: Slash, Oliver Wood Percy Weasly, and the rest of the Weasleys are not mine, but the original characters are. Inspired by real people. Don't sue, any money I had, is now gone since I bought LOTR books again, and the hard bound copies of Harry Potter books.
Notes: I'll be posting this with Chapter six, since that one is too short, but I'm in the process of developing a fantasy story with LOTR, probably slash. Guess what in between writing part six and seven, I watched LOTR three more times. That makes my total to eight, one more and I would have equaled the number of times I watched Harry Potter. I love the cinemas in Manila. Legolas and Aragorn looked really really good.
Yeah. Oliver and Percy finds a band. (Yes, firewall was the band that I used to belong to) and They both get some thinking done for a change. Please review or drop me an e-mail, I'd like to hear what you think of my story so far. I'll try to finish this story before the end of the Australian Open. Yeah, I'm rooting for Marat Safin and Yevgeny Kafelnikov, no, I'm not russian **grins**
Angel, my own lead singer. DH
Before I forget if you want to read good LOTR fics, check out Meg Albatou (In the Name of Love) a Frodo/Sam story and stories with Legolas/Aragorn by AJ Matthews (there's a lot of great LOTR fics)
This hasn't been betaed so all mistakes are mine.
Chapter 7 : In a Reverie
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It took quite a bit of time for them to find the place. They mostly spent the drive in silence. When they went out the house, they forgot that they didn't know where the Prancing Pony was, so when they couldn't actually apparate, they had to go to the repair shop to get the car, but when they found out that it would take a while for it to get fixed. Although the owner of the shop (who was also a wizard) let them borrow his limo (don't ask me where he got it! I'm only the writer), thank the heavens' that this car were running smoothly. A silence that was only punctuated by Percy's direction on how to go to the club. After almost an hour of driving around, Oliver parked the black car in front of the Prancing Pony and they went in.
Percy was not impressed. The club didn't look too promising. It was decorated with wood panels and silver-veined mirror tiled wall behind the bar. The band on stage was playing a song from the seventies that was one beat too slow and more than twenty years too late. Although Percy was sure that his father would appreciate it.
"Did you see the car outside?" the burly bartender said taking their drink order. "It must be Firewall."
"The car's ours." Oliver explained. "What's a band like firewall doing here anyway?" Apparently though Oliver was not well versed in Muggle technologies, he's an avid Muggle rock music fan. Yeah, Percy was surprised when he found this out.
"Oh, they're here to check out the lead singer from the Eastenders, or so I heard."
The group onstage finished and a new band went, carrying brass trumpets and tubas. Soon the sounds of marching music filled the air.
"What do you think?" Oliver teased Percy. "Do you think that you're sister can march to this music."
"Yeah, right. All you need is a someone to use a baton and swirl around in skirts and this could be a marching band in a parade." Percy remarked drily. "I sure do hope that the band gets better as it goes on, because if not, we're wasting our time. We'll never find a band at such a late notice."
"Oh ye of little faith. I promised that I'm going to get a band and I'll get one, even if I have to from one with Fred and George meself."
"I meant a decent band Oliver."
They endured the marching music and then the polka sounds that went next.
"Ah, here's something more contemporary." Oliver said when the polka band finally finished and new musicians took their place onstage.
"You've got to be kidding me." Percy said incredulously.
"What? You don't think that Ginny would like them?" Oliver pretended disbelief, his wise arse grin giving him away.
"I don't know about you. But I don't think that it's any persons dream to have a band dressed in awful sequined costumes and wigs to play at any wedding."
"Don't mock it? They are just paying their respects to the king." At Percy's lost look, Oliver continued. "The king? You know Elvis Presley." When still Percy shook his head. Oliver just gave him a wry smile.
"Hey, I think that the barkeeper wasn't kidding. Look." Percy said pointing at the door. "Those people coming in looks like they might be famous. Must be Firewall."
Oliver looked around. "You're right. Order me another drink would you? I'll be right back."
With that Oliver got up and left the table to walk over to where the band was standing talking to who seemed to be the owner of the bar.
Well, Oliver wasn't shy. Percy would give him that. Oliver obviously wasn't the serious kind of guy you made long terms plan with, but he was surely a fun date. And a considerate one. Even an endearing one. He promised to find a band himself though that might be an exercise in futility, it's still nice to see that the man was trying.
As he watched the men in onstage in their white jumpsuits, complete with sequins and all that hair. Oliver returned to their table as their number was coming to an end.
"Eastenders are coming next." Oliver told Percy. "I heard that they're pretty good."
"Maybe we could hire them for the wedding then." Percy enthused brightening. "I'd hate to go home without a band to replace the one that cancelled on Ginny. She really wouldn't mind even if it was a muggle band."
As Percy had hoped, the next sounds from the stage were quite fabulous. He wasn't too keen on Muggle musicians, but these band seemed the right choice. Form Percy's perspective, Eastenders was a talented band and the lead singer's voice was quite beautiful.
"We have to get them to play at the wedding." Percy remarked.
Oliver smiled at the excitement in Percy's voice. He'd like to see more of it. It was obvious to him that Percy exerted a great deal of effort on clamping down on his natural energy. He kept a tight rein on himself, much like he did, when they were in school. But every so often Oliver would glimpse the unrestrained passion that Percy severely kept controlled. He wanted to see that side of Percy, preferably in a confined room with him. Oliver thought naughtily.
"The singer is really good. I can see why Firewall wants to have that singer on their band." Oliver agreed. The weren't the only ones applauding as the band finished their last song.
"Go talk to them." Percy urged as he saw the band packing their instruments. He would have done it himself, but he knew that his people skills leaves a lot to be desired. Oliver got up and went over the stage just as the leader of the band firewall did.
Percy watched the two men talking to the members of Eastenders. It seemed to take forever before Oliver returned to their table.
"Well?" Percy asked hopefully.
Oliver shook his head no. "Apparently they got the gig. They're playing here Saturday and Sunday night."
"Oh." Percy pouted. "I told you that we were not going to find a band this late. It's hopeless. Ginny's wedding is going to be ruined. I bet Fred and George would make a complete spectacle of it with their banjo and triangle."
"Hey, don't forget my cymbals." Oliver joked. "Anyway there are three more bands to audition. Who knows we might get lucky." Oliver said reasonably.
If it was possible, which it was, because it is, the last three bands were even worse than the first ones that they heard.
"Got any more bright ideas?" Percy asked Oliver, his tone indicating that even if he did, he didn't want to hear any of it. "I guess it's just the twins, then. Or maybe we could just use that stereo that Dad brought home two years ago. Though I don't think that Ginny would take a liking to it. Compared to Fred and George playing, it might seem like the lesser of the two evils."
Just then one of the members of the band Firewall came up to them. "Gotta leave man." He said to Oliver.
"Raph, this is Percy Weasley. Percy this guy here is Raphael Christensen, he's the lead singer of Firewall." Oliver introduced the two.
"Uh…hi.." Percy said lamely. Unlike Oliver, he can't make friends with a popular person at a drop of a hat.
"Weasley?" The man repeated. "Does this handsome man any relation to the bride?"
"Percy is Ginny's older brother, and my date for the wedding." Oliver answered the query putting a possessive arms over Percy's shoulders.
"You ought to hang on to him then." Raphael said turning to Percy. "The man has good taste in bands and men. We'll I'll be seeing you." The singer said with one last look at the blushing Percy, whose face seemed to match the color of his hair. He left them to have a final word with the band of Eastenders.
Percy gazed at Oliver with puzzlement in his eyes. "How did he know Ginny's name?"
"I told him."
"Oh." That seemed like an understatement.
Oliver paid their tab and left a healthy tip. "Come on then, we'd better get back." He said looking at his watch. "The dinner rehearsal in in an hour."
As they left the club, Percy persisted. "Why did you tell the lead singer of Firewall about my sister's wedding?"
Oliver held open the car door. "It seemed like a good idea." He said, then added. "Since Firewall is going to be playing at your sisters wedding."
"What?"
"I said that it seemed like a good idea."
"No, not that, the one after that…"
"I said that Firewall would be playing at Ginny's wedding."
"That's impossible."
"Why's that?"
"Other than the fact they have a number one song and a hit album to their credits, they must have been booked, and even if they did have an open date, my parent's couldn't possibly afford their muggle fee-"
"I took care of it."
"But I can't let you-"
"Sure you can. Don't worry. Don't tell anyone but Raphael is a great fan of the Arrows and wants to do something to be in my good graces."
"What, But they're muggles, we're not allowed-"
"Hush." Oliver put a finger on Percy's lips. "Raphael Christensen is a wizard. A graduate of Durmstrang school of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"But even so, that might have cost you a fortune, hiring him like that."
"Nothing actually. I just offered to give him season tickets to our matches next season."
"Oh no. I couldn't let you do that."
"Yes, you can." Oliver whispered conspiratorily. "Don't tell him, but the team already agreed that it would make for good PR if one of the most famous wizard in muggle world would go the our game."
"Oh. Oliver I don't know what to say."
"Just say thank you Oliver."
"Thank you Oliver." Percy complied, but all of a sudden he reached up and did just that with one of his surprising kissing. The kind that he laid on him for Marcus' benefit when they first arrived. Only this time Marcus wasn't there to see them.
"You're very welcome. Mr. Weasley." Oliver said, breaking the kiss before he did anything foolish. Out of the blue Oliver teased. "What would you do if I said, that I offered all the members of the band season tickets for the arrows so that I can make him play at your sisters wedding."
Percy laughed and threw the folded paper at Oliver.
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When they arrived at the burrow and told them the news. Everyone was so ecstatic about the news that even Ginny kissed Oliver about a hundred times in succession. Her sister was so hyped to know that Firewall was going to be the band for the wedding that she was on the phone calling everyone she knew about that particular fact. Apparently he was the only one that didn't knew that the lead singer of Firewall was a wizard. Hermione even. Oliver was everyone's hero before the wedding even began. Although Fred and George seemed a tad disappointed that they wouldn't get to play at the wedding.
When they were already going home after the dinner rehearsal. Percy turned his thoughts to Oliver Wood. Suddenly he had the strongest urge to have an adventurous romatic fling with Oliver. A relationship that will last as long as the weekend and no longer. Who would know? What could it hurt? If it is just for one weekend he gave in to his impulse. The one impulse that he had since their Hogwarts days. No one in the Ministry of Magic would ever know. His work image, the conservative one would remain intact. Providing that the twins don't squeal on him.
Oliver gave him a smile before leaning his head against the car window and napping, tired, no doubt from the sleepless night, not to mention the long drive over here. Not to mention the fact that they had to go and search the replacement band to play at his sister's wedding.
Percy continued to study Oliver as he napped.
Oliver Wood was tempting as one man has the right to be. Locks of unruly brown hair curled on the collar of his shirt. Ever since school, when Oliver started developing a body that was to die for. Percy always remembered the time when he used to stare at Oliver's powerful bare arms, especially in the light of the sun. He always found that it took his breath away, when Oliver flies on his broom during a Quidditch match. He used to complain that Quidditch matches were a waste of time, why stare at Neanderthals flying on brooms slugging each other on the field when you could be on the library reading. But as a prefect he was to be present during Griffyndor matches, he always made it a point to complain, but the truth was, he couldn't pass a chance to look at Oliver bathed in sunlight. The sun glinting on his form, giving it an ethereal glow. Heck even during the winter months, Oliver looked good. He always looked like an angel.
His hands itched to run itself over Oliver's hard body. How would it feel to have those strong hands clasped on his own, never letting it go? How that lips would feel beneath his own. Percy turned to his father, just to rid himself of the thoughts that seemed to made his mind it's permanent residence, not to mention the vicinity that was his groin. Percy winced.
Oliver was Percy's fantasy, the real reason why Percy didn't date as much as he would like. That and his uncanny ability to go overboard in protecting himself. Oh, Percy was no fool, he knew some women and men find his own red haired fair looks worth looking at. He does receive some offers, some from his fellow Ministry co-workers, others from other professions. But what he was really drawn to were someone who's both unconventional and were effortlessly sexy.
Men who spelled trouble.
Unsettling and unsafe.
In particular, someone like Oliver Wood himself.
He knew that Oliver wasn't looking for anything long term. A lifelong commitment, so to speak, but neither was Percy. If Oliver was amenable to it, this would just be one weekend out of his normal boring life. It would be like on of those novels that his mother usually reads, having a vacation and having a short romance. Nothing remotely serious, just two adults who's willing and neither one of the players would be hurt by the experience.
A little fun, never did hurt anyone.
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Oliver Wood wasn't napping.
He was thinking.
And he knew that Percy if given the chance would be surprised at his thoughts.
When he'd begun this trip with Percy, he had nothing on his mind than this being an adventure, and having a little fun with Percy. He also liked the feeling of belonging to a family, albeit a borrowed one. The Weasleys are a great bunch, they made him feel welcome and part of their inner circle. Maybe his friend Thane was right, maybe he needed to get out a lot more. Ever since that episode with his lover, his usual method has been to bury himself in Quidditch, both in and off the field. And when the opportunity presented itself, have a week or two of recreation, to which Thane had referred to as "wreckreation" since it means no more than having a meaningless romp in the sack, just to make sure that everything was in it's proper working order.
Maybe at 25, he needed more stability in his life. His career is firmly established. Even if he stopped playing Quidditch and stayed at home for the rest of his life, he would still be living in comfort until the end of his days. Heck, with him owning a Quidditch team, he'd have enough money coming in for at least three lifetimes. But he would be the first to admit that way that he was living wasn't very healthy – both physically and emotionally.
This time Oliver would take it slow and see where it goes. He'd be willing to wait if his childhood crush would blossom into something more. Maybe it would develop into something that was more than just the occasional partners in bed, when he wants to. He grinned, not that there was anything wrong with having the man sitting beside him as a willing participant.
"What are you grinning at?" Percy demanded to know, when he found that Oliver was awake. He nudged Oliver with his left knee where he sat beside him.
Oliver opened one eye. "Just having myself a nice dream."
"I'll just bet you did."
And you'll probably win, Oliver thought. Whatever happens, Oliver thought, by this time next week, he would have had the best adventure of his life. And Percy would be a part of it.
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Next time : I'm going to be writing the NC17 part, yeah you heard me, there's going to be sex, or at least, I'll try to, I don't know if I can write one without blushing. Anyway whether or not there's going to be sex, you'll just have to find out. Maybe some of you could give me some pointers. **hint, hint**
