'''This is a Harry Potter Fan Fiction, I do not own anything to do with
Harry Potter, apart from my copy of all the books :)
Thank-you all for the reviews! My first four reviews *cries* God I'm so pathetic...Anyway here's the next chapter...Enjoy
Road Trip II
Slave For You
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SIRIUS' POV
"Bugger me..." Breathed Sirius as he shifted his gaze from Harry's retreating back, to Remus.
"Black. I hardly think any self-respecting witch or wizard would stoop quite that low." Severus remarked scathingly.
I glared and bit back my undoubtedly brilliant retort in favor of helping Remus back to his feet, which immediately brought my mind back to the incident I'd just witnessed.
'My' Godson. Harry Potter. Just made out with my best friend. Right here. Just now. Like thirty seconds ago... Fuck. I didn't even know he was gay...
"Bugger me..." I dropped Remus heavily back onto the pavement.
"Black!" Severus- the master of all thst is unholy -Snape rolled his eyes at me. "I 'thought' we had already covered that particular issue."
I ignored him and returned to Moony who was....hunh? Where'd he go?
........
The hotel 'was' bloody huge.
It has an indoor swimming pool, a tennis court and a gym all conviently located. Not to mention the hundreds of suites. Unfortunately, our group encountered a slight problem with our rooms. Or 'room' as it would seem. Snape practically strangled the clerk when he delivered the 'most unfortunate' news of the slight mix up.
Eventually after several not-so-subtle death threats it was agreed that we would make due with the one room untill a second could be provided. I think both I and Moony almost feinted when Harry offered to share a bed with him. I really must remember to have a little chat with my Godson about subtlety. As he obviously doesn't know the meaning of the word. Oh and the fact that he is 'GAY.' Fuck.
Surprisingly it was Hermione who told Harry to shut up because he was scaring Ron. Again.
I think everyone else was too shocked to say anything to Harry, especially after that little show outside. 'Note to self: really 'must' have that talk with Harry about the 'GAY'ness.'
The next person to move was Snape. He grunted, snatched the card key from the clerk and took off up the stairs. The damned man wasn't wearing robes but somehow his clothes still managed to billow out behind him. I 'must remember to ask how he does it...'
The room was of a large size but it 'definately' wasn't what any of us had expected.... Apparently the bloody muggles had saved us the honeymoon suite. 'What the hell do they think we were going to do with the 'honeymoon' suite?' Everything was covered in bloody pink and red hearts, and there was one huge bed in the center of the room. 'What the fuck do they think we are going to do with one bed...!?... DON'T YOU 'DARE' LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!!'
"Holy shit..." I heard Harry breathe from beside me in the doorway.
*Snort* I always 'knew' Severus had a way with words... "'I' for one utterly refuse to even set foot in this atrocious room." For once 'I' actually agreed with him.
Azra was the first to push past me into the disgusting room. She walked to the bed and turned around to face us all still lingering in the doorway. "Come on you wussies! It's not...'that'...bad....." She trailed off. When no response came I saw her shoulders start shaking in visible mirth, "Okay... maybe it is..."
"Somebody. Transfigure the bloody room. 'Now'!" I find I'm agreeing with Severus far too much lately.
.
After a few transfiguration spells and a couple illusion charms the room was finally dubbed: 'satifactory.'
The pink and red walls were now light blue and a soft beige. The single huge bed was transfigured into two slightly smaller beds, both able to easily accomidate two adults. They were covered with black sheets, at Severus' demand.
All in all the room was actually okay. 'After' the redecoration.
Me being...well...me, I have some strange little habits. For example: Whenever I stay in a hotel I always have to have a look around the room. Just to see what little items the staff have left out for me... So, out of habit, I had a look around.
The first thing that caught my eye today was a small pile of little square packets on one of the tables. Condoms. I immediately pocketed them, thinking of course of Harry. Can't have the boy getting ideas in that little head of his. Nope. Poor kid has enough issues...
I looked up to see Hermione giving me a funny look. Her eyes flicked to my pocket and back to my face. She looked a little flushed. Can't imagine why...
As I finnished up my tour of our room I became conscious of a soft humming sound coming from one of the beds. From, particularly, the bed Harry was sprawled on. I leaned against the wall perpendicular to him and listened to the soft humming. The tune was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.
I stood there silently observing my Godson. I watched as he carefully opened one of his eyes, obviously unaware of me. Seeming satisfied with the suposedly unattentive company, he shifted his gaze to Remus who sat on the floor tentitively gnawing on his lower lip. An action that I immediately recognised as the I-am-deep-in-thought look.
Harry carefully studied Moony's face for a few moments. I could be wrong but I swear I saw something 'deep' in that look. As in it was more than just a look. Much more. I was startled when I saw a sly grin form on his (Harry's) face.
He closed his eyes again and started singing, slowly at first.
"All you people look at me, like I'm a little girl. Well did you ever think i'd be okay for me to step into this world. Always sayin' 'little girl don't step into the glow.' Well I'm just tryin' to find out why cause dancin's what I love."
At this point Harry's voice got a bit louder and everyone in the room turned to stare at him. I honestly thought Ron was going to feint again.
"I know I may come off, why may come off shy. But I feel like talkin', feel like dancin' when I see this guy. What's practical, what's logical, what the hell who cares. All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancin' there."
Here Harry began to writhe and wiggle around on the bed occasionally giving off a little mewing sound that I'm 'sure' had absolutely 'nothing' at all to do with his song.
I knew in my mind that I really should stop him from embarrassing himself like this ...but...the other, much larger part of my brain really wanted to see what Harry had planned. Apparently everyone else was thinking the same thing for they just watched him with everything from horror (Ron, and Remus who was very 'very' red) to amusement (Severus) written all over their faces.
"I'm a slaaaaave for you. I cannot hold it, I cannot control it. I'm a slaaaaaave for you. I won't deny it, I'm not tryin' to hide it."
As Harry picked up the chorus to his little song, 'I swear' Snape fell off his chair.
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Heheheh.....Well that's chapter 2 of Road Trip
I'm quite pleased with it.... Lemme know what you think!
Thanks
Chao **Scythe**
Thank-you all for the reviews! My first four reviews *cries* God I'm so pathetic...Anyway here's the next chapter...Enjoy
Road Trip II
Slave For You
.
SIRIUS' POV
"Bugger me..." Breathed Sirius as he shifted his gaze from Harry's retreating back, to Remus.
"Black. I hardly think any self-respecting witch or wizard would stoop quite that low." Severus remarked scathingly.
I glared and bit back my undoubtedly brilliant retort in favor of helping Remus back to his feet, which immediately brought my mind back to the incident I'd just witnessed.
'My' Godson. Harry Potter. Just made out with my best friend. Right here. Just now. Like thirty seconds ago... Fuck. I didn't even know he was gay...
"Bugger me..." I dropped Remus heavily back onto the pavement.
"Black!" Severus- the master of all thst is unholy -Snape rolled his eyes at me. "I 'thought' we had already covered that particular issue."
I ignored him and returned to Moony who was....hunh? Where'd he go?
........
The hotel 'was' bloody huge.
It has an indoor swimming pool, a tennis court and a gym all conviently located. Not to mention the hundreds of suites. Unfortunately, our group encountered a slight problem with our rooms. Or 'room' as it would seem. Snape practically strangled the clerk when he delivered the 'most unfortunate' news of the slight mix up.
Eventually after several not-so-subtle death threats it was agreed that we would make due with the one room untill a second could be provided. I think both I and Moony almost feinted when Harry offered to share a bed with him. I really must remember to have a little chat with my Godson about subtlety. As he obviously doesn't know the meaning of the word. Oh and the fact that he is 'GAY.' Fuck.
Surprisingly it was Hermione who told Harry to shut up because he was scaring Ron. Again.
I think everyone else was too shocked to say anything to Harry, especially after that little show outside. 'Note to self: really 'must' have that talk with Harry about the 'GAY'ness.'
The next person to move was Snape. He grunted, snatched the card key from the clerk and took off up the stairs. The damned man wasn't wearing robes but somehow his clothes still managed to billow out behind him. I 'must remember to ask how he does it...'
The room was of a large size but it 'definately' wasn't what any of us had expected.... Apparently the bloody muggles had saved us the honeymoon suite. 'What the hell do they think we were going to do with the 'honeymoon' suite?' Everything was covered in bloody pink and red hearts, and there was one huge bed in the center of the room. 'What the fuck do they think we are going to do with one bed...!?... DON'T YOU 'DARE' LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!!'
"Holy shit..." I heard Harry breathe from beside me in the doorway.
*Snort* I always 'knew' Severus had a way with words... "'I' for one utterly refuse to even set foot in this atrocious room." For once 'I' actually agreed with him.
Azra was the first to push past me into the disgusting room. She walked to the bed and turned around to face us all still lingering in the doorway. "Come on you wussies! It's not...'that'...bad....." She trailed off. When no response came I saw her shoulders start shaking in visible mirth, "Okay... maybe it is..."
"Somebody. Transfigure the bloody room. 'Now'!" I find I'm agreeing with Severus far too much lately.
.
After a few transfiguration spells and a couple illusion charms the room was finally dubbed: 'satifactory.'
The pink and red walls were now light blue and a soft beige. The single huge bed was transfigured into two slightly smaller beds, both able to easily accomidate two adults. They were covered with black sheets, at Severus' demand.
All in all the room was actually okay. 'After' the redecoration.
Me being...well...me, I have some strange little habits. For example: Whenever I stay in a hotel I always have to have a look around the room. Just to see what little items the staff have left out for me... So, out of habit, I had a look around.
The first thing that caught my eye today was a small pile of little square packets on one of the tables. Condoms. I immediately pocketed them, thinking of course of Harry. Can't have the boy getting ideas in that little head of his. Nope. Poor kid has enough issues...
I looked up to see Hermione giving me a funny look. Her eyes flicked to my pocket and back to my face. She looked a little flushed. Can't imagine why...
As I finnished up my tour of our room I became conscious of a soft humming sound coming from one of the beds. From, particularly, the bed Harry was sprawled on. I leaned against the wall perpendicular to him and listened to the soft humming. The tune was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.
I stood there silently observing my Godson. I watched as he carefully opened one of his eyes, obviously unaware of me. Seeming satisfied with the suposedly unattentive company, he shifted his gaze to Remus who sat on the floor tentitively gnawing on his lower lip. An action that I immediately recognised as the I-am-deep-in-thought look.
Harry carefully studied Moony's face for a few moments. I could be wrong but I swear I saw something 'deep' in that look. As in it was more than just a look. Much more. I was startled when I saw a sly grin form on his (Harry's) face.
He closed his eyes again and started singing, slowly at first.
"All you people look at me, like I'm a little girl. Well did you ever think i'd be okay for me to step into this world. Always sayin' 'little girl don't step into the glow.' Well I'm just tryin' to find out why cause dancin's what I love."
At this point Harry's voice got a bit louder and everyone in the room turned to stare at him. I honestly thought Ron was going to feint again.
"I know I may come off, why may come off shy. But I feel like talkin', feel like dancin' when I see this guy. What's practical, what's logical, what the hell who cares. All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancin' there."
Here Harry began to writhe and wiggle around on the bed occasionally giving off a little mewing sound that I'm 'sure' had absolutely 'nothing' at all to do with his song.
I knew in my mind that I really should stop him from embarrassing himself like this ...but...the other, much larger part of my brain really wanted to see what Harry had planned. Apparently everyone else was thinking the same thing for they just watched him with everything from horror (Ron, and Remus who was very 'very' red) to amusement (Severus) written all over their faces.
"I'm a slaaaaave for you. I cannot hold it, I cannot control it. I'm a slaaaaaave for you. I won't deny it, I'm not tryin' to hide it."
As Harry picked up the chorus to his little song, 'I swear' Snape fell off his chair.
..................................................................
Heheheh.....Well that's chapter 2 of Road Trip
I'm quite pleased with it.... Lemme know what you think!
Thanks
Chao **Scythe**
