Part 6 Harry was never known for being stable.
Ron turned off the communication unit, and grinned like a manic high on victory. Harry stepped up to Ron, also grinning, and spoke, "At first I had my doubts about this, Ron." Harry leaned on Ron's shoulder and whispered into Ron's ear, "But I must admit that the look on Starwind's face was priceless. Even if the boy must be sacrificed." Harry glanced at Jim who phased in and out of a painful daze.
Ron smiled, and turned to Harry. "You know what they say, Harry. You can't make an omelet without braking eggs." Ron glanced at Jim, and then said, "I don't think I'll damage his face. It's rather pretty."
Harry smiled slyly at Ron, and asked, "Is he as pretty as me?"
Ron smiled tenderly back, and answered. "No one is as pretty as you Harry." Ron then gave Harry a small kiss.
Harry wrapped his arms around Ron and suggested. "When we land at port in an hour, why don't we celebrate. We could have a night on the town, just the two of us. Like we used to." Harry smiled hopefully, and trailed his finger down Ron's chest adding, "We could go out o a nice restaurant, and then maybe go to a club to dance." Harry now gave Ron puppy dog eyes knowing Ron didn't like dancing, and added a trump card. "The we could stay at a hotel, and have some fun. What do you say Ron? Can we?"
"No." Ron stated, and pulled coldly away from Harry. "I have business to do, and we can't stay in one place too long."
"But Ron, I haven't left this ship apart for business for months. Let alone to do something with you." Harry whined.
Ron let out a frustrated sigh and said, "I've explained it to you before, and we're supposed to be DEAD, especially you. It's bad enough that I wander around in public for work. Harry stared at Ron, arms crossed and royal pissed. Ron added, "I'm not taking chances, Harry. I have victory in my hand, but I've underestimated Starwind before. I'm not doing it again."
"Ron..."
"It's final, Harry!" Ron interrupted. "No more arguments. Take care of the boy. I'll be gone when your done, and then we'll have something to discus." With that Ron left the room leaving Harry shaking in anger.
Harry screamed, and knocked over a table sending the contents crashing to the floor. Then he kicked over the chair Jim was tied to. Jim fell on his injured shoulder, and whimpered.
Harry pulled a knife from his boot, and made short work of Jim's bonds. He threw Jim against the wall. Then pinned Jim with one arm, and held the knife up to Jim's throat. "I'm sick of playing second fiddle to revenge." Harry growled. "That's all he cares about, and doesn't give a shit about me. So I'll kill his plan of revenge by killing you."
Man I love writing cliffhangers.
Ron turned off the communication unit, and grinned like a manic high on victory. Harry stepped up to Ron, also grinning, and spoke, "At first I had my doubts about this, Ron." Harry leaned on Ron's shoulder and whispered into Ron's ear, "But I must admit that the look on Starwind's face was priceless. Even if the boy must be sacrificed." Harry glanced at Jim who phased in and out of a painful daze.
Ron smiled, and turned to Harry. "You know what they say, Harry. You can't make an omelet without braking eggs." Ron glanced at Jim, and then said, "I don't think I'll damage his face. It's rather pretty."
Harry smiled slyly at Ron, and asked, "Is he as pretty as me?"
Ron smiled tenderly back, and answered. "No one is as pretty as you Harry." Ron then gave Harry a small kiss.
Harry wrapped his arms around Ron and suggested. "When we land at port in an hour, why don't we celebrate. We could have a night on the town, just the two of us. Like we used to." Harry smiled hopefully, and trailed his finger down Ron's chest adding, "We could go out o a nice restaurant, and then maybe go to a club to dance." Harry now gave Ron puppy dog eyes knowing Ron didn't like dancing, and added a trump card. "The we could stay at a hotel, and have some fun. What do you say Ron? Can we?"
"No." Ron stated, and pulled coldly away from Harry. "I have business to do, and we can't stay in one place too long."
"But Ron, I haven't left this ship apart for business for months. Let alone to do something with you." Harry whined.
Ron let out a frustrated sigh and said, "I've explained it to you before, and we're supposed to be DEAD, especially you. It's bad enough that I wander around in public for work. Harry stared at Ron, arms crossed and royal pissed. Ron added, "I'm not taking chances, Harry. I have victory in my hand, but I've underestimated Starwind before. I'm not doing it again."
"Ron..."
"It's final, Harry!" Ron interrupted. "No more arguments. Take care of the boy. I'll be gone when your done, and then we'll have something to discus." With that Ron left the room leaving Harry shaking in anger.
Harry screamed, and knocked over a table sending the contents crashing to the floor. Then he kicked over the chair Jim was tied to. Jim fell on his injured shoulder, and whimpered.
Harry pulled a knife from his boot, and made short work of Jim's bonds. He threw Jim against the wall. Then pinned Jim with one arm, and held the knife up to Jim's throat. "I'm sick of playing second fiddle to revenge." Harry growled. "That's all he cares about, and doesn't give a shit about me. So I'll kill his plan of revenge by killing you."
Man I love writing cliffhangers.