Disclaimer: I don´t own Harry Potter. But I do own Asia, Don and Marie +
Jeff, P.D. and Sheryl (who comes in this chapter).
This isn´t betaed, so ignore the mistakes, they will be corrected later.
"-" english speech '-' thoughts ~--~ parseltongue (right word?) *--* vampire language
~ ^_^ ~
1 Chapter 12
The trio heared loud music coming from the building, even though they were still couple blocks from the club. When they turned around the corner they saw the line of people, waiting to get in.
"Shit!" Harry cursed.
"What is it?" Draco asked, stroking Harry´s back soothingly.
"The line is just too long. And the doorman isn´t one of my friends. He would love to turn me away." Harry hissed couple swearwords in parseltongue.
"Then we´ll find Sheryl. I´m sure she´s..." loud shriek interrupted P.D..
Little woman, about half of the size of Harry, came through the crowd. She was wearing tight, black leatherdress with black boots. Draco stared at her hair, it was redder than Ron´s!
"Harry!!" she jumped to hug Harry, who was laughing loudly.
"Sheryl! God, I´ve missed you so much."
Finally Sheryl let go of Harry, standing on her own two feet again.
"My my, you´re so handsome." She said, measuring Harry from head to toe.
"What about me?" P.D. whined.
"You´re too handsome." Sheryl laughed and hugged the living days from him.
Then she turned to Draco. "And who you might be? You´re illegally handsome."
"Sheryl. This is Draco, the love of my life." Harry gave Draco a quick kiss. "Draco. This is Sheryl, very close friend of mine."
"Pleasure to meet you." Draco said, extending his hand. Sheryl took it and Draco raised to his lips, kissing her knuckles softly.
"Oh my. Harry, watch him carefully or I´ll take him from you."
They all laughed. "Come on, I´ll buy you drinks."
Sheryl took Harry´s and P.D.´s arm, dragging them behind her. Harry snatched Draco´s hand and pulled him close. Sheryl pushed through the crowd and they stepped inside the smoky club. Draco´s eyes wandered around, taking in the black interiors and heavy music. All over the club was people dressed in gothic clothes.
"Harry?"
"Hmm.." Harry pulled Draco closer and looked at him.
"Why´s the club´s name The Immortality? Is she a vampire?" the last word was lowered to a whisper.
"No. At least I don´t think so. She´s just so fond to mystical things."
"Oh, I see."
They stopped on the bar and Sheryl ordered three shots of Vodka. "Cheers!"
They all swallowed the shot quickly and Draco pull a disgusted face. "Yick.."
Harry chuckled at him. "It was raw alcohol. It won´t taste as bad if you mix it with something."
Draco arched one elegant eyebrow and ordered another shot. Taking the boose in his mouth he kissed Harry´s lips tightly, opening his lips carefully. Harry took the hint and they shared the shot, licking each other´s tongues. Finally they pulled apart, both swallowing half of the drink.
"Awww.." Sheryl and P.D. voiced together.
"Oh shut it."
Harry pulled Draco in his arms, back to chest, arm holding tightly on Draco´s waist. Closing his eyes Harry buried his face in the mass of Draco´s hair, letting his fingers caress Draco´s abdomens.
'Tired?' Draco asked through their mental link.
'Nah. Just want to hold you near.'
Draco wiggled closer, sighing mentally with the feeling of contentment. P.D. stood near them, watching them fatherly.
'We should help P.D. to find his Chosen One.' Draco said wordlessly.
'I know. But how?'
'I dunno. But we´ll find a way.'
Harry sighed and raised his head.
P.D. still watched them smiling softly, but there was few sparks of sadness and envy in his eyes.
"I would love to stay here, but do you want to continue our tour around London?" Harry said.
"Let´s go."
"Bye Sheryl." The trio chanted together, heart melting smiles tugging their lips.
"Bye guys, see you soon."
They stepped outside, breathing deep the crispy night air.
"Where next?" Draco asked.
"How about my place? It´s not that popular, but more cosier." P.D. said.
"Sounds cool." Harry smiled.
Harry pulled Draco on his side, sliding his hand under the leather to Draco´s right hip. Chuckling Draco returned the favor and they pressed their warm palms to each others skin. P.D. looked at them and faked scandaliced shriek.
"Behave you two!"
"Jealous?"
"Hell yeah."
They laughed loudly and continued, ignoring the disapproving glares they received from by-passers. Couple blocks later they bumped into a gang, which seemingly had something against gays.
"Well well, what do we have here? Couple faggots."
The gang leader was the epitome of ugliness. And he was probably somehow related to Harry´s remaining "family": he was almost identical copy of Dudley. Except he was much fatter.
"I think you´re right.." another gang member muttered, crackling his knuckles.
Harry slowly measured the situation, before pulling Draco behind him. There was three against one, but Harry was pretty confident that they could beat them, even one hand tied behind their backs.
Harry and P.D. guarded Draco behind their backs. 'Please, don´t do anything. We´ll handle this.' Harry pleaded through the link.
Harry took a deep breath and summoned the Sword of Godric Gryffindor (A/N: he´s the heir of GG, so he can call the sword everytime he needs it, understood?) from thin air. P.D. stared at him for a second but summoned a sword from thin air too and they raised the blades in front of their faces. The gang paled slightly when Harry and P.D. smiled coldly, Harry especially looking like Death himself.
"So.. Who want´s to taste the steel first?" P.D. whispered.
Draco walked beside Harry, holding also a sword. "We won´t promise quick death." He growled.
Harry looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
"So.. What would it be?" Harry said blankly, staring straight to the little pig eyes of the leader.
The gang ran for their lives. Even the leader disappeared quickly. The trio stood still for a moment before lowering their swords.
Harry turned to Draco, fuming silently. "I think I told you to stay back!"
Before Draco had a change to defend himself, Harry pulled him into a bone- crushing hug. Draco was pretty confused, but he returned the hug. 'I´m sorry, I just wanted to stood by you.'
'You scared me.'
'Sorry love.'
Harry let go and kissed Draco softly. With mere thought the sword disappered, like the ones of Draco´s and P.D.´s.
"Who´s sword that was?" Harry asked from Draco.
"Mine. I herited it when my grandfather passed away."
"Okay. P.D.?"
"It was my father´s. But I too herited it, couple centuries ago."
"It´s creepy when you speak like that." Draco smiled.
"You get use to it." P.D. just shrugged.
"Yeah... Riiiiiigggghhhht..." Draco said, holding on Harry´s hand.
"You will.. Trust me.."
Draco chuckled and they continued towards P.D.´s appartment.
~ ^_^ ~
"Here we are." P.D. said, opening the door in third floor.
They stepped inside and Draco was looking around. The apparment was astonishing. There were much antique furnitures all around, many of them colored bloodred. The walls were painted mostly with the same color, but the appartment wasn´t dark, as you would believe, but it was instead pretty light, thanks to the dozen candles scattered around the room.
"Nice place you have here." Draco said gaping.
"Thanks."
They took their jackets off and sat down (A/N: can you imagine? Three gorgeous vampires sitting topless in dim light? Yummie..), Draco and Harry taking over one of the couches and P.D. slumped down to a sinking armchair.
"Would you like something to drink?" P.D. asked.
"Umm.. Fire whiskey would be nice." Harry said.
"Make that two."
P.D. waved his hand and summoned wordlessly three glasses and a bottle. Filling the glasses he levitated them to Draco and Harry.
"Cheers." He said.
"Cheers." Harry and Draco repeated.
They drank half of the drink.
"Toast.. To our herotic appearance with the gang." Harry smirked.
"To our herotic appearance with the gang!"
They drank the last of it.
"So.. P.D.. We were wondering if we could somehow help you find your Chosen One?" Harry said, putting the glass on the coffeetable between them.
"Aww. Thanks guys. In matter of fact, you might be helpful."
P.D. got up from the chair and motioned the boys to follow him.
"I painted a picture of him right after I saw him in my dream."
"That should be helpful."
They stepped inside a dimly lightened room. There wasn´t any furnitures, only a painting in the middle of the room. P.D. stopped in the doorway, but Draco and Harry stepped closer.
Both of them felt their mouths dropping open. The person in the picture was indeed familiar to them. They looked at each other and back to the picture.
"It can´t be.."
~ ^_^ ~
A/N: that´s all folks.. I´m evil and leave you waiting. The identity of P.D.´s Chosen One will be revealed in next chapter. And much more will happen in future chapters..
*Jazzlady: I don´t know yet.. And I love those tattoos too..
*cat: I just tried to more poetic or something.. don´t split hairs with me. : )
*rstarbreeze: I have a beta already, although she didn´t beta this chapter. And she´s doing wonderful job!! You should see these before she reads through them.. And for the first chapters, she is doing me a HUGE favour: she´s reading them through and make my mistakes go away (I know, I know.. Bad English.) And for my slang, I don't really notice it. I´ll try to use it less, if it really bothers everybody. And thanks for the compliment. : )
*lokisatoshi: sorry, I´ve been busy.
*Miss Shadow Prowl: I´ll think about it. But there´s few chapters already written, so you have to wait for their piercings. : ) But their going to get them, I promise.. I already know where they´re going to get them. *little evil chuckle*
*angel07: I´m glad that you like it.. : )
*angel of darkness 4585: P.D. is the initials of his name and I´ll reveal the name soon.. But not yet. : )
*Fire and Night: I don´t know yet.. Probably not, but I´ll see what comes.. Maybe I´ll write a sequel, just P.D. and his Chosen One. *rusty wheels starts to turn in her head*
*potterlover2399: My fingers are healing well and I think my stories are just a weee bit longer than before. : ) and I´ve got at least two more chapters waiting, just little final trimming to do. : )
*madgurl: I´m soooooo sorry.. I had so much things to do: projects, exams.... :/
* RAiNbOwGrL22: glad you like it.. : )
* dark-gin: leather pants, the inventer must get a Nobel... : )
* mad-angel07: sorry it took me a long while, but here you are..
So, until next time, read and review.
This isn´t betaed, so ignore the mistakes, they will be corrected later.
"-" english speech '-' thoughts ~--~ parseltongue (right word?) *--* vampire language
~ ^_^ ~
1 Chapter 12
The trio heared loud music coming from the building, even though they were still couple blocks from the club. When they turned around the corner they saw the line of people, waiting to get in.
"Shit!" Harry cursed.
"What is it?" Draco asked, stroking Harry´s back soothingly.
"The line is just too long. And the doorman isn´t one of my friends. He would love to turn me away." Harry hissed couple swearwords in parseltongue.
"Then we´ll find Sheryl. I´m sure she´s..." loud shriek interrupted P.D..
Little woman, about half of the size of Harry, came through the crowd. She was wearing tight, black leatherdress with black boots. Draco stared at her hair, it was redder than Ron´s!
"Harry!!" she jumped to hug Harry, who was laughing loudly.
"Sheryl! God, I´ve missed you so much."
Finally Sheryl let go of Harry, standing on her own two feet again.
"My my, you´re so handsome." She said, measuring Harry from head to toe.
"What about me?" P.D. whined.
"You´re too handsome." Sheryl laughed and hugged the living days from him.
Then she turned to Draco. "And who you might be? You´re illegally handsome."
"Sheryl. This is Draco, the love of my life." Harry gave Draco a quick kiss. "Draco. This is Sheryl, very close friend of mine."
"Pleasure to meet you." Draco said, extending his hand. Sheryl took it and Draco raised to his lips, kissing her knuckles softly.
"Oh my. Harry, watch him carefully or I´ll take him from you."
They all laughed. "Come on, I´ll buy you drinks."
Sheryl took Harry´s and P.D.´s arm, dragging them behind her. Harry snatched Draco´s hand and pulled him close. Sheryl pushed through the crowd and they stepped inside the smoky club. Draco´s eyes wandered around, taking in the black interiors and heavy music. All over the club was people dressed in gothic clothes.
"Harry?"
"Hmm.." Harry pulled Draco closer and looked at him.
"Why´s the club´s name The Immortality? Is she a vampire?" the last word was lowered to a whisper.
"No. At least I don´t think so. She´s just so fond to mystical things."
"Oh, I see."
They stopped on the bar and Sheryl ordered three shots of Vodka. "Cheers!"
They all swallowed the shot quickly and Draco pull a disgusted face. "Yick.."
Harry chuckled at him. "It was raw alcohol. It won´t taste as bad if you mix it with something."
Draco arched one elegant eyebrow and ordered another shot. Taking the boose in his mouth he kissed Harry´s lips tightly, opening his lips carefully. Harry took the hint and they shared the shot, licking each other´s tongues. Finally they pulled apart, both swallowing half of the drink.
"Awww.." Sheryl and P.D. voiced together.
"Oh shut it."
Harry pulled Draco in his arms, back to chest, arm holding tightly on Draco´s waist. Closing his eyes Harry buried his face in the mass of Draco´s hair, letting his fingers caress Draco´s abdomens.
'Tired?' Draco asked through their mental link.
'Nah. Just want to hold you near.'
Draco wiggled closer, sighing mentally with the feeling of contentment. P.D. stood near them, watching them fatherly.
'We should help P.D. to find his Chosen One.' Draco said wordlessly.
'I know. But how?'
'I dunno. But we´ll find a way.'
Harry sighed and raised his head.
P.D. still watched them smiling softly, but there was few sparks of sadness and envy in his eyes.
"I would love to stay here, but do you want to continue our tour around London?" Harry said.
"Let´s go."
"Bye Sheryl." The trio chanted together, heart melting smiles tugging their lips.
"Bye guys, see you soon."
They stepped outside, breathing deep the crispy night air.
"Where next?" Draco asked.
"How about my place? It´s not that popular, but more cosier." P.D. said.
"Sounds cool." Harry smiled.
Harry pulled Draco on his side, sliding his hand under the leather to Draco´s right hip. Chuckling Draco returned the favor and they pressed their warm palms to each others skin. P.D. looked at them and faked scandaliced shriek.
"Behave you two!"
"Jealous?"
"Hell yeah."
They laughed loudly and continued, ignoring the disapproving glares they received from by-passers. Couple blocks later they bumped into a gang, which seemingly had something against gays.
"Well well, what do we have here? Couple faggots."
The gang leader was the epitome of ugliness. And he was probably somehow related to Harry´s remaining "family": he was almost identical copy of Dudley. Except he was much fatter.
"I think you´re right.." another gang member muttered, crackling his knuckles.
Harry slowly measured the situation, before pulling Draco behind him. There was three against one, but Harry was pretty confident that they could beat them, even one hand tied behind their backs.
Harry and P.D. guarded Draco behind their backs. 'Please, don´t do anything. We´ll handle this.' Harry pleaded through the link.
Harry took a deep breath and summoned the Sword of Godric Gryffindor (A/N: he´s the heir of GG, so he can call the sword everytime he needs it, understood?) from thin air. P.D. stared at him for a second but summoned a sword from thin air too and they raised the blades in front of their faces. The gang paled slightly when Harry and P.D. smiled coldly, Harry especially looking like Death himself.
"So.. Who want´s to taste the steel first?" P.D. whispered.
Draco walked beside Harry, holding also a sword. "We won´t promise quick death." He growled.
Harry looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
"So.. What would it be?" Harry said blankly, staring straight to the little pig eyes of the leader.
The gang ran for their lives. Even the leader disappeared quickly. The trio stood still for a moment before lowering their swords.
Harry turned to Draco, fuming silently. "I think I told you to stay back!"
Before Draco had a change to defend himself, Harry pulled him into a bone- crushing hug. Draco was pretty confused, but he returned the hug. 'I´m sorry, I just wanted to stood by you.'
'You scared me.'
'Sorry love.'
Harry let go and kissed Draco softly. With mere thought the sword disappered, like the ones of Draco´s and P.D.´s.
"Who´s sword that was?" Harry asked from Draco.
"Mine. I herited it when my grandfather passed away."
"Okay. P.D.?"
"It was my father´s. But I too herited it, couple centuries ago."
"It´s creepy when you speak like that." Draco smiled.
"You get use to it." P.D. just shrugged.
"Yeah... Riiiiiigggghhhht..." Draco said, holding on Harry´s hand.
"You will.. Trust me.."
Draco chuckled and they continued towards P.D.´s appartment.
~ ^_^ ~
"Here we are." P.D. said, opening the door in third floor.
They stepped inside and Draco was looking around. The apparment was astonishing. There were much antique furnitures all around, many of them colored bloodred. The walls were painted mostly with the same color, but the appartment wasn´t dark, as you would believe, but it was instead pretty light, thanks to the dozen candles scattered around the room.
"Nice place you have here." Draco said gaping.
"Thanks."
They took their jackets off and sat down (A/N: can you imagine? Three gorgeous vampires sitting topless in dim light? Yummie..), Draco and Harry taking over one of the couches and P.D. slumped down to a sinking armchair.
"Would you like something to drink?" P.D. asked.
"Umm.. Fire whiskey would be nice." Harry said.
"Make that two."
P.D. waved his hand and summoned wordlessly three glasses and a bottle. Filling the glasses he levitated them to Draco and Harry.
"Cheers." He said.
"Cheers." Harry and Draco repeated.
They drank half of the drink.
"Toast.. To our herotic appearance with the gang." Harry smirked.
"To our herotic appearance with the gang!"
They drank the last of it.
"So.. P.D.. We were wondering if we could somehow help you find your Chosen One?" Harry said, putting the glass on the coffeetable between them.
"Aww. Thanks guys. In matter of fact, you might be helpful."
P.D. got up from the chair and motioned the boys to follow him.
"I painted a picture of him right after I saw him in my dream."
"That should be helpful."
They stepped inside a dimly lightened room. There wasn´t any furnitures, only a painting in the middle of the room. P.D. stopped in the doorway, but Draco and Harry stepped closer.
Both of them felt their mouths dropping open. The person in the picture was indeed familiar to them. They looked at each other and back to the picture.
"It can´t be.."
~ ^_^ ~
A/N: that´s all folks.. I´m evil and leave you waiting. The identity of P.D.´s Chosen One will be revealed in next chapter. And much more will happen in future chapters..
*Jazzlady: I don´t know yet.. And I love those tattoos too..
*cat: I just tried to more poetic or something.. don´t split hairs with me. : )
*rstarbreeze: I have a beta already, although she didn´t beta this chapter. And she´s doing wonderful job!! You should see these before she reads through them.. And for the first chapters, she is doing me a HUGE favour: she´s reading them through and make my mistakes go away (I know, I know.. Bad English.) And for my slang, I don't really notice it. I´ll try to use it less, if it really bothers everybody. And thanks for the compliment. : )
*lokisatoshi: sorry, I´ve been busy.
*Miss Shadow Prowl: I´ll think about it. But there´s few chapters already written, so you have to wait for their piercings. : ) But their going to get them, I promise.. I already know where they´re going to get them. *little evil chuckle*
*angel07: I´m glad that you like it.. : )
*angel of darkness 4585: P.D. is the initials of his name and I´ll reveal the name soon.. But not yet. : )
*Fire and Night: I don´t know yet.. Probably not, but I´ll see what comes.. Maybe I´ll write a sequel, just P.D. and his Chosen One. *rusty wheels starts to turn in her head*
*potterlover2399: My fingers are healing well and I think my stories are just a weee bit longer than before. : ) and I´ve got at least two more chapters waiting, just little final trimming to do. : )
*madgurl: I´m soooooo sorry.. I had so much things to do: projects, exams.... :/
* RAiNbOwGrL22: glad you like it.. : )
* dark-gin: leather pants, the inventer must get a Nobel... : )
* mad-angel07: sorry it took me a long while, but here you are..
So, until next time, read and review.