Title: Amarone
Author: " Kitten" Sheerin
Pairing: Oliver/Percy
Disclaimer: HP characters are not mine. The song Big Spender is not mine. The plot however is…and so is the club
Warning: SLASH! DRAG!! IF THESE TWO THINGS BOTHER YOU PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS. THE SLASH IS MALE ON MALE SEXUAL SITUATIONS. PERCY IS IN DRAG…A LOT! THIS WARNING IS HERE FOR A REASON. IF YOU IGNORE THIS WARNING, READ ON AND DO NOT AGREE WITH THE TWO THINGS MENTIONED…I DON'T CARE!!!!! I WARNED YOU SO DON'T GIVE ME HELL BECAUSE YOU CAN'T READ A WARNING! IF YOU ARE EXTREMELY UPSET ABOUT IT, E-MAIL ME PRIVATELY AND I WILL GIVE YOU MY REASONING BEHIND ANYTHING THAT YOU ARE CONFUSED ABOUT. THANK YOU!
Dedication: To Princess, yes I killed off Guy. I am sorry. I thought you hated him…
Oliver lit the candles around the cozy living room. He had invited Percy over for a quiet evening. Hopefully they would be able to discuss what happened at the restaurant. Oliver checked to make sure the marble fireplace was still lit before laying out the burgundy velvet blanket on the floor.
The young man brought out a bucket of ice, bottle of Amarone and two burgundy colored wine glasses. //I hope I got the right wine for this.// Oliver thought to himself as he set the bottle in the bucket. He placed all tree items on the low dark wood coffee table beside the blanket.
A soft knocking at the door made Oliver jump. //He's here. All right, Oliver, you can do this.// Oliver made his way to the door, opening it slowly. He half-smiled as he looked over the rain-drenched redhead.
" Come in. It's pouring out." Oliver stepped aside, giving Percy room to enter. " Your soaked." Oliver commented, closing the door behind his guest.
" Yes. It is pouring out…" Percy seemed to be in a bad mood. Oliver almost regretted asking him over. //If he's going to be like this the entire time I don't stand a chance.// Oliver helped Percy with his coat, hanging it beside the door.
" Would you like a change of clothes?" Oliver asked hesitantly. He didn't want Percy to get the wrong idea. Unless he was willing to go along with that…
" No, only my coat was soaked badly." Percy blushed slightly. Oliver nodded and motioned for Percy to follow him into the living room. Percy paused in the doorway and glanced around nervously. Oliver, noticing this, turned to his guest and raised an eyebrow questioningly.
" Oliver, what are you expecting tonight?" Percy crossed his arms. Oliver sighed, slowly losing hope. Percy was not going to make this night easy for him. Oliver knew that. Percy never made anything easy when it came to his emotions.
" Percy, I just want to spend some time with you-…"
" Why?" Percy cut Oliver off, glaring at the slightly taller boy. " Why do *you* want to spend time with *me*?" Percy shouted. Oliver took a step back. //What is wrong with him tonight? He can't still be all that upset over the restaurant.//
" Percy, just please hear me out? Come in, have some wine with me. I'll explain. Just, please, listen to me?" Oliver grabbed Percy's hand and tugged the boy, forcing him into the room. Percy nodded and sighed in defeat.
Oliver lifted the bottle from the ice and removed the cork. Slowly, he filled the first glass, watching the deep purple colored liquid splash against the tinted glass. He handed it to Percy, watching as the boy took it hesitantly. He then filled the second glass and placed the bottle back into the ice.
Percy looked at the liquid inside the glass nervously. He turned his attention to Oliver, who was examining the wine as well. Oliver sat on the soft blanket and motioned for Percy to do the same. Percy knelt beside Oliver, still staring into the glass.
" Never had wine before?" Oliver asked, smiling. Percy didn't look like much of a drinker. Percy looked more like the type who stayed as far away from alcohol as he could manage.
" No, I haven't." Percy laughed nervously.
" Just do this." Oliver lifted his own glass to his mouth. He sipped the wine, admiring the rich, full-bodied and elegant taste of the wine. From what Oliver had experienced before, Amarone had always been velvety smooth and intense compared to some of the others that he had tasted. Some red wines had been so strong and sour that they tasted as if they'd been vinegar. And some were like that dreadful Merlot he had tried at a relative's wedding reception.
Percy copied Oliver. The redhead's face wrinkled at the new taste as he pulled the glass away. Oliver enjoyed the way the wine tinted Percy's lips, making them stand out against the pale freckled face. " So Oliver, what did you want to talk about?" Percy asked, setting the glass down on the table.
" First I want to apologize for the scene in the restaurant. I was only trying to find out why you…" Oliver paused, gazing at Percy oddly. He had never seen the boy look so beautiful before. Percy's eyes were intently fixed on Oliver's, his arms were once again crossed but e seemed more relaxed than before.
Oliver cleared his throat. " And second…I wanted to tell you that you're wrong about something." Oliver smiled coyly and Percy narrowed his eyes in confusion.
" What am I wrong about?" Percy leaned back against the table.
" Someone does want you." Oliver felt himself blushing. " *I* want you. Stay with me tonight Percy?" Oliver searched the other boy's face for any sign of what e might be thinking.
Percy sighed and took another sip of wine. " I don't know why you want me and not Priscilla. But I guess Angel was right." Percy smiled faintly. " I would like nothing more than to stay tonight."
END PART FOUR
Author: " Kitten" Sheerin
Pairing: Oliver/Percy
Disclaimer: HP characters are not mine. The song Big Spender is not mine. The plot however is…and so is the club
Warning: SLASH! DRAG!! IF THESE TWO THINGS BOTHER YOU PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS. THE SLASH IS MALE ON MALE SEXUAL SITUATIONS. PERCY IS IN DRAG…A LOT! THIS WARNING IS HERE FOR A REASON. IF YOU IGNORE THIS WARNING, READ ON AND DO NOT AGREE WITH THE TWO THINGS MENTIONED…I DON'T CARE!!!!! I WARNED YOU SO DON'T GIVE ME HELL BECAUSE YOU CAN'T READ A WARNING! IF YOU ARE EXTREMELY UPSET ABOUT IT, E-MAIL ME PRIVATELY AND I WILL GIVE YOU MY REASONING BEHIND ANYTHING THAT YOU ARE CONFUSED ABOUT. THANK YOU!
Dedication: To Princess, yes I killed off Guy. I am sorry. I thought you hated him…
Oliver lit the candles around the cozy living room. He had invited Percy over for a quiet evening. Hopefully they would be able to discuss what happened at the restaurant. Oliver checked to make sure the marble fireplace was still lit before laying out the burgundy velvet blanket on the floor.
The young man brought out a bucket of ice, bottle of Amarone and two burgundy colored wine glasses. //I hope I got the right wine for this.// Oliver thought to himself as he set the bottle in the bucket. He placed all tree items on the low dark wood coffee table beside the blanket.
A soft knocking at the door made Oliver jump. //He's here. All right, Oliver, you can do this.// Oliver made his way to the door, opening it slowly. He half-smiled as he looked over the rain-drenched redhead.
" Come in. It's pouring out." Oliver stepped aside, giving Percy room to enter. " Your soaked." Oliver commented, closing the door behind his guest.
" Yes. It is pouring out…" Percy seemed to be in a bad mood. Oliver almost regretted asking him over. //If he's going to be like this the entire time I don't stand a chance.// Oliver helped Percy with his coat, hanging it beside the door.
" Would you like a change of clothes?" Oliver asked hesitantly. He didn't want Percy to get the wrong idea. Unless he was willing to go along with that…
" No, only my coat was soaked badly." Percy blushed slightly. Oliver nodded and motioned for Percy to follow him into the living room. Percy paused in the doorway and glanced around nervously. Oliver, noticing this, turned to his guest and raised an eyebrow questioningly.
" Oliver, what are you expecting tonight?" Percy crossed his arms. Oliver sighed, slowly losing hope. Percy was not going to make this night easy for him. Oliver knew that. Percy never made anything easy when it came to his emotions.
" Percy, I just want to spend some time with you-…"
" Why?" Percy cut Oliver off, glaring at the slightly taller boy. " Why do *you* want to spend time with *me*?" Percy shouted. Oliver took a step back. //What is wrong with him tonight? He can't still be all that upset over the restaurant.//
" Percy, just please hear me out? Come in, have some wine with me. I'll explain. Just, please, listen to me?" Oliver grabbed Percy's hand and tugged the boy, forcing him into the room. Percy nodded and sighed in defeat.
Oliver lifted the bottle from the ice and removed the cork. Slowly, he filled the first glass, watching the deep purple colored liquid splash against the tinted glass. He handed it to Percy, watching as the boy took it hesitantly. He then filled the second glass and placed the bottle back into the ice.
Percy looked at the liquid inside the glass nervously. He turned his attention to Oliver, who was examining the wine as well. Oliver sat on the soft blanket and motioned for Percy to do the same. Percy knelt beside Oliver, still staring into the glass.
" Never had wine before?" Oliver asked, smiling. Percy didn't look like much of a drinker. Percy looked more like the type who stayed as far away from alcohol as he could manage.
" No, I haven't." Percy laughed nervously.
" Just do this." Oliver lifted his own glass to his mouth. He sipped the wine, admiring the rich, full-bodied and elegant taste of the wine. From what Oliver had experienced before, Amarone had always been velvety smooth and intense compared to some of the others that he had tasted. Some red wines had been so strong and sour that they tasted as if they'd been vinegar. And some were like that dreadful Merlot he had tried at a relative's wedding reception.
Percy copied Oliver. The redhead's face wrinkled at the new taste as he pulled the glass away. Oliver enjoyed the way the wine tinted Percy's lips, making them stand out against the pale freckled face. " So Oliver, what did you want to talk about?" Percy asked, setting the glass down on the table.
" First I want to apologize for the scene in the restaurant. I was only trying to find out why you…" Oliver paused, gazing at Percy oddly. He had never seen the boy look so beautiful before. Percy's eyes were intently fixed on Oliver's, his arms were once again crossed but e seemed more relaxed than before.
Oliver cleared his throat. " And second…I wanted to tell you that you're wrong about something." Oliver smiled coyly and Percy narrowed his eyes in confusion.
" What am I wrong about?" Percy leaned back against the table.
" Someone does want you." Oliver felt himself blushing. " *I* want you. Stay with me tonight Percy?" Oliver searched the other boy's face for any sign of what e might be thinking.
Percy sighed and took another sip of wine. " I don't know why you want me and not Priscilla. But I guess Angel was right." Percy smiled faintly. " I would like nothing more than to stay tonight."
END PART FOUR