Disclaimer: I only own Nicca and the dance club the rest is the talented imagination of J.K.
Authoress Note: So I'm not sure I really wanted to do what I did in this chapter. However too late now. I didn't really plan it, but it can fit in so I'm leaving it. And it makes another obstacle for later so I can drive you all insane by keeping them apart longer. Muahahaha
Chapter 3ish
The Club
"About time you got back." Hermione said as she opened the door for Harry.
"Sorry I ran into Malfoy." Hermione's eyes widened.
"What happened?"
"Don't worry I didn't hurt him."
"I wasn't just worried about him, Harry. Draco can get extremely defensive and sometimes for no reason."
"We just conversed that's all. He said he was trying to avoid Ron and me. I said I would kill him if he hurt you." Hermione gave him a disapproving look.
"Harry."
"Don't worry I don't think I 'll actually have to do it. So you going to let me in or what?"
Hermione looked around herself as though she hadn't realized she was still standing in the doorway.
"Sorry." She replied stepping to the side. She let Harry pass, before following him into the common area.
"So what's my new password."
"I love Nathan."
"How original." Harry said as he and Hermione began pulling items out of the basket.
"Well I figured you would change whatever I gave you and I know that you will remember this one."
"Whatever. So, what are we doing tonight anyway?"
"I don't' know I was thinking that maybe we could sneak into Hogsmeade and go to that dance club you've been talking about." Harry's eyes widened.
"Hermione Granger is suggesting that we sneak out of school and go to a gay dance club. Who are you and what have you done to my friend?" Harry asked, playfully pulling at Hermiones hair and skin.
"Seriously Harry." Hermione said, laughing and swatting away his hands. "I mean, what are we going to do? Have a heart to heart? We know everything about each other already."
"Hermione it's a gay dance club."
"Which is fine by me because I have a boyfriend. Come on this maybe the last night we get for us. Ever since you started dating Nathan we've hung out less. How do you think it well be now that we both have a boyfriend?"
"What if you get hit on by a girl?"
"Harry it's obvious I'm not a homophobe. I'll deal with it if it happens. Let's just go. Please."
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"Wow." Hermione yelled over the music and loud chatter of the club.
"I know."
"Oh my gods, that guy is naked." Hermione cried pointing to the stage that sat at the back of the room.
"That's Nicca. He strips twice a week to try to raise money. He's currently working on getting his doctorate."
"In what?"
"Psychology."
"And of course he's gay."
"I told you not to come. Straight women tend to get depressed."
"Haha. So where are we sitting?"
"Up by the stage." Harry said grabbing Hermione's hand and leading her through the crowd.
They were almost to the table when Harry felt someone pull Hermiones hand from his.
"No het couples allowed." Harry turned to see the angry dark brown eyes of Caleb.
"Now, now Caleb temper." Harry mocked. Caleb's face softened when he realized it was Harry.
"Harry."the large black man said happily pulling Harry into a hug that could rival Hagrid's. " I aven't seen you round ere in forever. You aven't turned on us ave you?" He asked eyeing a frightened Hermione.
"No, this is my friend Hermione. She's straight, but supports."
"Well ello then Hermione. Just don't it on any of the mean an you'll be fine."
"Don't worry. I'll keep my hands to myself."
"Oh a sorry bout the ole grabbin yah thing. Straight couples often cause problems"
"It's alright. You just scared me a bit."
"Let me escort you to your table Harry, Hermione." Caleb said offering them both an arm. They took the offered arms and let themselves be led through the crowd. So where've been lately?"
"I got a boyfriend."
"You just disappointed a lot of men with tha one statement."
"Yeah, but I made the most important one happy." Caleb just smiled.
"Well I'll se you later. Nice meetin you Ermione"
"Nice meeting you too Caleb." Hermione said as she sat down.
"Bye Caleb." Harry said with a wave.
Once Caleb was out of sight Hermione turned to face forward to see Nicca's firm arse wiggling across the stage.
"So how'd you meet him anyway?" Hermione asked. Harry blushed a little.
"We went to the back room together." Hermione eyes widened.
"You had sex with him! He's got to be in his mid twenties at least."
"First off he's a fucking genius so he has to be at least 19, second he's 21, and third we didn't fuck. It was a night like tonight and he picked me to take into the back room. When we got back there he completely broke down after we had talked for a bit. He said he was upset because he couldn't have just met me the normal way and even if we had I probably wouldn't stay with him because of what he does. So we just talked the whole night."
"Harry, don't you think that he used that to get sympathy money."
"I thought that for a while, but we've talked since. He really wants us to date, but he was right. I can't date him while he sells himself. He understands, but that doesn't stop him from hitting on me."
Loud clapping drew Hermione and Harry's attention away from each other and to the stage where Nicca was bowing. Harry continued to watch as the crowd began to dissipate and Nicca started retrieving his clothes and redressing himself. The raven-haired boy was surprised to see that Nicca had chosen no one. As Nicca finished buttoning his shirt Harry stood up.
"Hey sexy. They should rearrange the alphabet so that you and I can be together." Harry called making his voice sound deeper than it really was. Nicca's shoulders slumped. Harry knew that Nicca hated pick up lines.
"I said no more sex." Nicca said without turning around. Harry's eyebrows creased in confusion, but he continued with his game.
"Awe man and I was so looking to get some tonight." Harry said in his own voice this time. Nicca whirled around with a grin spread across his handsome face.
"Harry!" The tan man all but ran across the stage, giving Harry a long hug. "Where have you been? Everyone's missed you so much."
"I've just been busy." Harry said, reluctant to tell Nicca about Nathan. "Did I hear you correctly earlier? No more sex?"
"Yeah." Nicca said grabbing Harry's hands and looking into Harry's eyes. Harry knew what was coming he just hoped that it wouldn't.
"Achem." Hermione said drawing both Harry and Nicca's attention. Harry had never loved Hermione more than he did right then.
"Oh Hermione, sorry, this is Nicca, Nicca this is Hermione." Hermione offered her hand to a slightly stunned Nicca, who after regaining his composure took the offered hand.
"Hi, Nicca, Harry's told me so much about you."
"Funny he hasn't once mentioned you." Nicca said arrogantly before releasing a shocked Hermione's hand and walking away. Hermione looked to Harry with question in her eye, but all Harry did was shrug.
"Look I'll be right back." Harry chased Nicca through the crowd. "Nicca, Nicca!" Harry called after the older man, but Nicca refused to stop until Harry grabbed his hand. Harry turned Nicca around to face him before speaking.
"What's wrong-"
"What's wrong? You don't show up for weeks and then you come back with some girl and introduce her to me like it's nothing and you have the audacity to ask what is wrong. I could tell that you were hiding something from me from the moment I asked you where you'd been."
"You're right. I am hiding something, but it's not her. I introduced you to Hermione like it was nothing because it is nothing. Hermione is my friend and nothing more."
"Then what are you hiding from me?" Harry released Nicca's hand and looked at the floor.
"I have a boyfriend." Harry looked up to see hurt refill Nicca's eyes. "I'm sorry, but I wasn't going to ask you to stop what you were doing and I couldn't date you with the way things were. I didn't think it would work. What was I supposed to do, wait until you finished your schooling?"
"Yes!" Nicca yelled before realizing the stupidity of what he had just said. "No, but I did stop and it can work now."
"But you never told me."
"You disappeared before I could." Nicca said softly.
"I'm sorry Nicca. I don't know what to say."
"Say he means nothing and that you'll be with me."
"I can't and we both know that."
"I know, but it doesn't change the fact that it's what I want." Nicca took a step closer wrapping his arm around Harry's waist and resting his forehead against Harry. They swayed to the beat of the music as Nicca spoke. "Please be with me tonight. Let me fuck you because I want you, not because you payed me."
"Nicca-"
"Harry please. Just tonight, knowing that I am yours and only yours. Just tonight." Harry didn't say anything, but he didn't pull away from Nicca either. "Just tonight." Nicca said creeping closer to Harry lips. "One night let me be yours." Nicca inched closer and closer to Harry's mouth oh so slowly. Harry breathing deepened. He shouldn't move closer, but he couldn't move away. And Nicca was close oh so close and moving closer. Harry crashed their lips together swiftly dipping his tongue in Nicca's mouth. Nicca moaned pulling Harry closer to his body, letting Harry feel the hardness that lay beneath his pants.
Harry released Nicca's lips and started kissing his way down Nicca's neck.
"Please Harry, I'm yours tonight." Harry pulled away and looked into Nicca's eyes. Nicca could see the green eyes give up and he pulled Harry into a kiss before leading him into the back room.
This time he knew they would use it.