Quos Amor Verus Tenuit, Tenebit Chapter 2: Let's Dance (Bailamos), a harry potter fanfic

Let's Dance (Bailamos)
Songfic to 'Baliamos' by Enrique Iglesias

"Baliamos" Copyright to I have no freaking clue, but it sure as hell isn't MINE.

All rights reserved. Duh.

Harry Potter characters are copyrighted to J.K.Rowling, Warner Bro.s, etc.

Not me.

The plot is mine though! ^.^

Okay not REALLY. It's sort of inspired by 'Bailamos'.

^.^

I hope I made this all SLIGHTLY sweet and romantic-y. If not...

Your problem- not mine.

Sex between MEN. a.k.a. SLASH- *SLIGHTLY* more explicit than just "implied" but still rated 'PG-13'!

This is er... dedicated to Scratches, who's going to be totally pumped ((\m/.\m/)) what with me FINALLY writing a Remus/??? Ficcy. SHE KNOWS WHO. ^.^

Or at least she should. She pesters me about it enough.

WOW! I am in a huge Remus kick. The next fic short fic I'm going to write is also about Remus. And then a Sevvie one, and then a .... wait. I can't tell you that! ^.^ It'll ruin the surprise.

***This is the second chapter in my 'Foolish Games' universe... but you don't NEED to read it to understand the plot. Although I'd appreciate if you DID read it. *wink, wink*!***

Note for anyone who has read my 'Foolish Games' songfic!:

The Sevvie P.O.V. to that one will either take me a little while to get out with....

Or it won't be a songfic. Sorry. I'm finding a hard song to use for the situation.

*sniff*

And in case people don't speak Spanish and can't translate the Spanish part of the song, I'll write the English translation at the side of the Spanish lyrics.

I'm not TOTALLY fluent, so for people who are- don't kill me if I butcher it up a bit.

Also... in this universe Remus is pretty much a GOD when it comes to guys falling in love with him. *sigh* Everyone loves our Reemie! And of course we can't forget all of those females! Crush-alert! Crush-alert! Hehehe!

And I feel bad for Sirius.

*sniffle*

DAMN THE "he" PRONOUNS! .!!!

Remus stepped into the flashy nightclub apprehensively. Sirius had dragged him down to the best, (and only), wizarding dance club in Scotland. Sirius, having grown up right outside of Aberdeen, knew that this particular spot was great for meeting new people.

"It's also great for you to get over that greasy slimeball," Sirius had said, trying to convince Remus into coming. After Severus sent him on his way, Remus had been sobbing himself to sleep every night, and Sirius hated seeing his friend like this. So now Remus was decked out in clothes flashier than anything Remus had ever worn in all of his nineteen years; muggle too. But according to Sirius, all of the patron here dressed in muggle clothing for dancing...

"Robes just don't show enough skin," he had insisted. So now Remus was wearing black slacks that fit perfectly on him, showing off his bum quite nicely too, as Sirius had mentioned. He wore a tight, bright blue shirt that matched his eyes, and sparkled slightly when the light hit it just right. Sirius had lent him a spare leather jacket as it was quite chilly out that night

Esta noche bailamos (This night we dance)

Te doy toda me vida (Unlike any day(?))

Quèdate conmigo (If you will stay with me)

Sirius paid the entrance fee and pulled Remus' arm. Before running off to find someone to dance with, he whispered seductively into Remus' ear:

"Save a dance for me, Moony." After Sirius grinned ferally, he ran off, leaving Remus to find a nice barstool to sit at and drink. He sighed as Sirius left... the Animagus always had a slight crush on Remus... but Remus never felt the same way. Sirius was too much like family to date him. Not to mention that Remus was still pining over Severus. As Remus maneuvered himself around the gyrating dancers on the floor, he sat down at an empty bar seat. Someone with a sweet smelling cologne stepped up tot he bar next to him and quickly ordered a shot of Vodka, and seated himself down next to the werewolf.

"Remus Lupin. Fancy seeing you here," he said silkily, a grin lightly traced his soft pink lips and he turned to look at him. Remus lifted his head from the counter and looked at the young man. It was Lucius Malfoy. Remus could tell immediately from the shocking silver/blonde hair that spilled down around his face

The blonde Slytherin had been four years ahead of Remus and his friends in school and he sometimes hung around Sever- er... Snape. Remus and Lucius met in Malfoy's seventh year- just when Remus started spending more time with Snape. Otherwise Lucius would never have known his name.

Tonight we dance.

I'll leave my life in your hands.

We take the floor;

Nothing is forbidden anymore.

He smirked at the blue-eyed boy, piercing silver clashing against the periwinkle blue. Lucius lit a fag, bringing it to his lips for a long drag of smoke as his drink arrived.

"Smoke?" he asked, trying to win in some conversation. Remus shook his head 'no'.

"No thank-you. I can't stand them, actually." Remus made a slight face, unaware he had done so. The first time he ever tried to smoke a cigarette he was coughing for a quarter of an hour afterwards, then regurgitating his lunch, all the while Severus sighed and told Moony that he should have listened to him when Severus told him not to inhale the smoke.

He took another drag and twirled his shotglass around slowly in one hand.

" I heard 'bout you and Sev," Lucius said, pulling out his cigarette and inspected it a moment, staring at the red embers as the kept eating at the tobacco and paper. Remus bristled a the remark. Severus never let anyone but Remus call him 'Sev'.... Even that one time Severus' sister called him that he had yelled at the poor girl. "Shame really. You two must have been such cute couple. Sorry about the break." He sure as hell didn't sound sorry. Remus made a noncommittal grunt in response to hearing him and Lucius smirked. He put out his cigarette, smothering the flaming heat.

"Dance?" he asked Remus, motioning to the dance-floor while an upbeat pop-song flowed through the magical speakers. Remus looked up in surprise.

"I'm not really in the mood to dance tonight, Luciu-" but he was cut off.

"Nonsense!" Lucius grabbed Remus' arm as he quickly downed his vodka and pulled the younger man out to the floor; a sea of mixed faces dancing to the music.

"Oh I don't know, Lucius, I mean..." he said, but gasped in surprise when Lucius leaned into him, pressing his warm body against Remus'.

"Shut up...." Lucius spoke not harshly, yet seductively, pulling Remus as close to him as possible.

Don't let the world in outside.

Don't let a moment go by.

Nothing can stop us tonight!

Bailamos; let the rhythm take you over-

Bailamos!

Lucius' body moved with the werewolf's, moving faster and faster with the beat of the music. Remus wasn't expecting this sudden... hunger that Lucius was acting on towards him.

Remus never knew. Severus did though. Severus knew about Lucius' morbid fascination with Remus. And he did the smart thing. The second time Lucius had seen Remus was when the youth was seventeen. And Lucius knew he had to have the scrawny boy. He lusted after him, he wanted him badly. And was going to get him.

Two songs later, Remus finally got away from Lucius to sit down, the Slytherin following after. He wasn't used to being that... close to someone. Especially a someone who he hardly knew.... And especially since that someone knew Severus.

But then again... because Lucius knew Severus... maybe that was what was feeding that feeling that was making him want to be that close to him. Or maybe it was just the hormones of an eighteen-year-old male who hadn't gotten any for two months.

Let the rhythm take you over;

Bailmos! Te quiero, amor mio. (You are the one I want, my love)

Bailamos! Wanna live this life forever;

Bailamos! Te quiero, amor mio,

Te quiero! (I want you)

The only problem... was that Lucius' lusty feelings had turned to love. Love. Ah, who needs it? Lucius most definitely lusted over Remus... but the oddest part was that Lucius would gladly spend the rest of his life with him. And him being a werewolf and all too. That was Lucius' fetish. Having sex with a wild animal- yet a human one. Being in bed with a dark creature, like a vampire, gave him an adrenaline and complete testosterone rush.

But Lucius was going to married within the month. To some normal, Ravenclaw, pureblood witch. Lucius hadn't liked sleeping with girls since he was nineteen. He'd only sleep with a female nowadays if she was some sort of dark creature. But he needed an heir. An heir for his bloodline. And an heir for his master.

Tonight I'm yours.

We can make it happen,

I'm so sure. I won't let it go.

There's something I think you should know.

I won't be leaving your side

We're gonna dance through the night.

Lucius ordered some more vodka... this time for Remus. He knew he would need to loosen him up at least a little bit to convince to Gryffindor to bed him. Remus was a bit apprehensive to drink the alcohol... he new exactly was Lucius' intentions were by now. Lucius never did anything without a purpose... or so he had heard from Severus.

Bailamos!

Let the rhythm take you over; Bailmos!

Te quiero, amor mio. (You are the one I want, my love)

Bailamos! Wanna live this life forever;

Bailamos! Te quiero, amor mio,

Te quiero! (I want you).

Remus finally accepted the beverages, but after two shot and a beer, he refused anymore. If he was going to sleep with Lucius he was going to remember it.

Besides. It would be good to sleep with another man. Maybe it would help him get over Severus. And then he'd have something to compare to. Maybe sex was that mind-blowing with all men. Maybe Severus was different... it was entirely possible he was just completely wonderful because that's how sex with men was.

It couldn't be because Severus loved Remus. It couldn't be. Or he wouldn't have left.

Tonight we dance.

Like no tomorrow.

If you will stay with me.

"Maybe we could go somewhere... a bit more private?" Lucius spoke suggestively. Remus smiled.

"Let me just tell Sirius.. he brought me here. I wouldn't want him to worry where I am," he said, standing up, swaying slightly. Maybe he shouldn't have drunk so much, after all. Lucius nodded, following the man... no- werewolf. Sirius was gyrating against some busty girl, his eyes concentrated on her chest and not on her face.

"Siri?" he said, trying to catch the horny male's attention. Sirius looked up sharply at the familiar voice.

"Hey Moony- what's he doing with you?" Sirius asked angrily. Remus sighed gave Sirius an understandable-between-only-those-two look. "Fine." He sighed, defeated. "I'll see you tomorrow, right?" he asked hopefully, the girl now confused. Remus nodded with a smile and Sirius went back to dancing with her ask Lucius left with Remus.

"Just a close friend of mine.... Yeah...." Remus heard Sirius explain to his conquest for the night as he was pulled out of the throng.

Quèdate conmigo (If you will stay with me)

Esta noche (Tonight...)

Bailamos (We dance).

They ended up going to Remus' house, it was small and mostly bare... but it was comfortable and it had a bed. That was what counted.

Pushing Remus against the wall of his bedroom, Lucius pressed his lips fiercely against the other male's. Tugging at his lower lip, the blonde tugged Remus' shirt up just enough to slip his hands underneath it to get to the smooth flesh. There was a battle for dominance between their tongues. Lucius finally won dominance over Remus and straddles him on the bed. Lucius pulled his tight crimson shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. Remus' hands ran over the paler man's skin, wanting more; needing more. Lucius pulled at Remus' shirt, which also went flying across the room after it was stripped from its owner.

Lucius wiggled his hips, pushing himself onto Remus, causing him to gasp in ecstasy.

When Remus woke up he was alone. Sighing into his pillow, he sat up and pulled his wand from the floor which had fallen off of his bedside table in all of the... excitement. He preformed a quick cleaning spell to the soiled sheets and got out of bed, stepping into the bathroom for a steamy shower.

'Last night was... wow...' he mused to himself under the pelting droplets of water, pulsing down from the shower head and pooling around his feet until they successfully ran down the drain. The usually articulate man had no other words to describe last night, except 'wow'. It was simply amazing.

The only problem though... was that it wasn't as breathtaking... it wasn't as pleasurable... as sleeping with Severus. That proved it once and for all for Remus... he truly loved that greaseball.

And he hated himself for it.

Como te quiero (How I want you)!

Ay, como te quiro (Oh how I love you)!

Te quiero... (I want you...).

((Lucius has some unresolved mental issues, ne?! Meep! *hides from Luci* Poor Remus. He can't get any without thinking of his lovey-Sevviekins! *sniff* And Sirius is just getting turned down by Remus.... WHA!!!!! *bawls* PLZZZZ review!!! ^.^))

Please?

P.S. LOL!!!!! My spell-checker wanted to make 'slimeball' into 'slicable'!!! *bursts into a fit of laughter*