ducks sharp objects

im sorry this took ages to get up but i had a bit of writers block and then i couldnt get my idea on to paper and i know im just making excuses but its the truth and if you dont like that... erm ... i dont know what can you do?

so here it is

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Chapter 7 Happy Birthday! Part one

Harry woke up again a little after dawn and lay there for a few minutes just staring at the boy across from him...noticing how his hair was still perfect even when he slept and how his face was relaxed and when his mask was down. He looked peaceful and nothing like the junior Death Eater everyone had taken him for at school.
Deciding to get up, he remembered he only had his clothes from yesterday. The rest of his stuff was still at the Dursley's. So Harry got dressed in his dirty clothes and went down to the kitchen as quietly as possible to look for a quill and parchment. Finding a quill on the table, possibly from Hermione and her homework, he looked for some parchment.
Kreacher came out of his den whilst Harry was looking in the drawers and made a strange little noise... this got Harry's attention. Spinning around, Harry saw n i sathe little creep that had made him believe that Sirius was at the Ministry. Harry's fangs immediately grew and his eyes went blood red. Kreacher ran back into his den, scared out of his wits.
Harry tried to calm down, willing his fangs to go back and his eyes to return to normal. He would never forget what had happened at the Ministry or the events leading up to it.
He found some parchment in the last drawer he checked... sods law in play of course(1)... and wrote a short note:

Gone out ... be back in a while
Harry

Then he apparated back to the Dursleys to pack his belongings. He had a considerable amount more belongings than he had had for the last few years.
Looking around the small room, he decided to start by packing his school trunk. This didn't take long because he was a pretty tidy person anyway. He looked down at his desk and noticed his plans for today on his calendar: go see Jayde and Dom. 'Shit, I forgot about those two.
He decided to go there before he finished packing...but after he had a shower and got changed.
He went into the bathroom, knowing that the Dursleys were still asleep, and started running the hot tap. He took off his shirt, [not putting too much in here...lol...you have to wait ducks sharp objects] trousers and boxers, and stepping under the steaming water, he just stood there and let the dirt of the last day wash away. He stood there listening to the water...then started thinking about the night before, the part of Draco's chest that he had seen, the way the moon had shone on the gorgeous boy and how he had wanted to kiss those soft lips. He looked down and sighed, turned off the hot water and turned up the cold. 'Damned Malfoy...why do I have to have this reaction to you of all people? ... I'm really fucked up in the head.'
He decided to just stop thinking and start washing. It never took him long, and in no time he was standing in his room wearing a towel with rivulets of water running down from his hair across his face and down his chest. He picked out a dark green top, black trousers and black boxers... once dressed he stood in front of the mirror applying a thin layer of eyeliner and some black lipstick, he pulled on some big black boots and heard Uncle Vernon get out of bed followed closely by Aunt Petunia. 'Damn, there goes getting out of the house without someone yelling.'
He went down the stairs, jumping the last one because it creaked, and crept through the hallway and to the door; he put his hand on the door and ... "BOY!"
Harry groaned, "I'm going out!" he yelled back. He opened the door and walked out before his Uncle could get his fat arse out of his seat and stop him.
Harry apparated to the alley near the shopping centre where Darius had turned him and headed in the direction of Jayde and Dom's shop: 'Angels kiss'. He passed a few people staring at him on the street but he was used to that being 'The Boy Who Lived', not that those people knew that.
He walked into the shopping mall at about 9 am and headed straight for the second level and to 'Angels Kiss' where he noticed a new shirt in the window... it was black with vampires' fangs on it and blood dripping from on tooth. Harry smirked at the irony.
As soon as he entered the shop a short woman with black hair dragged him into a hug. "Happy Birthday Harry!" Jayde said with her head in Harry's chest. Harry smiled and felt a large hand clap him on the back. Jayde's boyfriend ... who just so happened to be a bouncer at Brannigans, a very well known nightclub with branches all over the country... congratulated him on surviving another year.
Although Dom didn't know it, Harry congratulated himself for every day he survived without being killed by Voldemort or a Death Eater. That didn't stop Harry from thanking them both and trying to get out of Jayde's death grip.
"How are you, Harry?" asked the Scottish girl.
"I'm absolutely fine, Jayde. How are you two?" Harry asked, eyeing the ring on Jayde's finger.
"We're getting married!" she said, jumping up and down with excitement. "Dom took the night off work yesterday and asked me at the club where we met. It was so much fun and romantic."
Harry hugged Jayde... partially because he knew how long she could talk if you didn't hug her. "I'm really happy for both of you." He turned to Dom and said "That really buggers up my plans to steal Jayde off of you and run away, you know!" Dom laughed. He knew Harry was gay so he wasn't likely to run away with Jayde. Harry had told Dom he was gay because Dom had walked in on him hugging Jayde and would've killed him otherwise. Since that little understanding they had all been good friends and laughed about Harry running off with Jayde regularly.
"What happened to your glasses? I thought you couldn't see without them." Jayde asked.
"I got my eyes fixed the other day. I prefer not wearing them."
"You look better without them. I can actually see how bright your eyes are." Jayde grinned.
"How is life with the slave drivers?" Dom asked in his gruff voice, changing the subject. "Still making you do their work?"
"Nah, I'm staying at a friends house for the rest of the summer."
"Does this friend have a name?"
Harry laughed and smacked Jayde's arm "It's not like that! He was one of my parents' best friends when they were alive. Some of my friends from school are staying there too. They don't like my Aunt and Uncle so I usually go to their house around this time."
"It sounds fun," said Dom while the two guys watched Jayde dancing around the back of the counter and bringing out a bag singing "We have presents." Harry smiled at the both of them.
"You really didn't have to," he said, grinning, Jayde smiled and pushed the bag into his hands.
"Just shut up and open them." Harry's grin got wider as he started opening the first package. It was the same top he had seen in the window. He laughed at how apt the top was now that he was a vampire. He also had a pair of black jeans and lots of chains to go on them, more eyeliner and lipstick. "We thought you were running low and you would need more to scare your schoolmates." Harry started laughing when she said this.
"I think I've scared the people at school more than enough times." He said, remembering his second year when everyone found out he was a parselmouth and in third year with the dementors, not to mention the TriWizard tournament and Voldemorts return.
"That's not all we have for you." Harry looked puzzled and Jayde grinned. "Do you want any piercings?"
Harry had thought about it every time he had come into the shop because Jayde had her eyebrow, tongue, lip and navel pierced not to mention the numerous piercings in her ear. He already knew what he wanted.
"Could I get my eyebrow pierced?" he asked.
"Anywhere else?" asked Dom.
"And my lip, that's it...for now."
Jayde looked at Dom and they both smirked. "You take him Jayde. You know Alan likes you. Alan owns a tattoo and piercing place round the corner. You'll like him."
Jayde kissed Dom before she took Harry by the hand and grabbed his presents, which he had placed back in the bag.
They walked out of the shop talking about what Jayde wanted for her wedding. She, like most Scots, could talk extremely fast. Harry couldn't even decipher most of it. He made it to the tattoo parlour without her realising he hadn't understood her. She went quiet. A very tall, large man covered in tattoos of various things, ranging from names to half naked women, was standing in front of her with a smile on his face.
"Jayde! Welcome back, come for another tattoo?"
"Not today thanks, Alan. It's my friends birthday and he wanted his eyebrow and lip pierced." She said rather quickly.
Alan turned to Harry and asked, "How old are you?"
"I'm 16," said Harry.
He looked at Harry saying "You look at least 18. I'll make you look 19 or 20." He laughed pointing at a seat, indicating Harry should sit there.
Harry sat and Alan said, "Right, don't move, this might hurt a little."

When Jayde and Harry walked out of the shop Harry looked at his watch. It was 11:30. "Shit, I've still got to finish packing. I'm sorry Jayde but I've gotta run."
"It's OK Harry. But can you come by the shop tonight at about 9 'cause Dom and me wanted to take you to Camden Underground. He took a night off to take you me and a friend of yours if you wanted out."
"I'll ask and if I can I'll meet you at the shop. I might even bring someone." He smirked.
"OK Harry I might see you later then. Bye." She hugged him again and watched him walk out of the shopping centre.
Harry walked back to the alley and apparated straight to his bedroom, hurriedly packed all of his stuff and made one trip with his trunk and his bag of presents with the cds that wouldn't fit into his trunk and his personal cd player packed in it as well, then came back for his stereo system and speakers. He left it all in his bedroom at number 12 then walked down to the kitchen where he heard some raised voices. 'Shit!" He thought before walking into the packed kitchen. He saw 6 Weasley's, Hermione, Malfoy, Dumbledore, Snape, Remus and Darius. They stopped talking when he entered.
"Hi." He said then saw everyone open their mouths at the same time and a chorus of "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" echoed through the kitchen.

(1) for those that dont know sods law is a universal truth that when your looking for something its always in the last place you look. everyone knows it over here in england but im not to sure about over in america.

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