Title: Wanting Harry Potter

Rating: PG-13

Authors: Iris Kravitz and Roslyn Knight

Summary: After Harry has an adventure on Privet Drive and his appearance changes for the better, everyone suddenly wants Harry Potter. What's a boy to do when everyone around him is turning gay? Why, flirt of course.

Authors note: First off, any Slash-phobics can get user friendly with the back button because we have enough to do without going through some idiotic flames that are most likely cluttering up our inbox. I REPEAT: PISS OFF!

Any way, no offence, but we really are busy between school and writing this so, yeah. Anyway, it's extremely amusing to manipulate gay Characters, especially when there in denial. Hee hee. 

Be warned: extreme OOC-ness ahead

On with the story!

Chapter 4

Harry sobbed into his pillow, sniffling. He had never been called something as harsh as a bitch and the very idea of Satan scared him slightly. He quieted as he heard the door creak, hoping it wasn't Sirius. He wasn't the best at comforting people.

"Harry," Harry jerked into a sitting position at the mention of his name. Lucius Malfoy was standing at the doorway, glancing down the corridor to check for eavesdroppers. When he was satisfied, he closed the door and tapped the handle with a muttered spell. The lock clicked into place and Harry became slightly nervous in the older man's company.

"Harry. I thought it would be in your best interests to know of an interesting skill that is now at your disposal," He stared at Harry's tear stained face," I …doubt you were aware, but your father was quite the player during his Hogwarts days. He was bisexual meaning even I became somewhat susceptible to his charms. He left me of course, for that dratted Evans," Harry blinked slightly at the reference to his mother, and Lucius had to refrain from gushing.

"Well anyway, I think you should have this," He slid a book from his cloak pocket. Harry took it with slight trepidation and looked at the front cover quizzically.

"Karma Sutra," Harry read out slightly.

"Yes now scamper off and read that. By the way, no-one needs to know about this," Lucius winked and swept from the room dramatically, tripping on his robes at the door. Harry stifled a giggle, but sat down to read.

Lucius sat in his chambers later that evening sipping a whisky, extremely satisfied from his session with Severus. He jumped slightly when he heard the door click open and spun to see Harry standing in the doorway. But there were BIG differences.

Leather pants hugged his slim legs and hung tantalizingly low on his hips. He wore a tight tank top that was so short it showed his belly button and stomach. Lucius was startled to see a glint of silver reflect from the boy's belly; a small silver stud was piercing the skin. He was slouching in the doorways seductively; his green eyes half-lidded. He ran a small pink tongue over his top lip and winked at Lucius, before pushing himself of the door sill and striding down the corridor and in the direction of the dining hall.

Lucius turned back to the fire and called Severus to deal with his raging hard on. As he waited impatiently he took a swig of his fire-whiskey and muttered to himself:

"God I'm good,"

Narcissa watched as Harry slid onto Oliver Wood's lap, wrapping his slim legs around Oliver's legs sensually. She had to admit, she was getting a little hot watching the performance. She glanced to her left, trying to see Lucius' reaction to the turn of events. He was smirking smugly and Narcissa could detect a hint of drool sliding from the side of his mouth.

"You wouldn't have anything to do with Harry's sudden lack of innocence would you darling?" She asked, her voice as sweet as syrup and as artificial as a 'made in China' product.

"How did you – I mean, w-what, um, well, you know…What are you talking about, my sweet?" He blanched at the horrible pet name when she glanced back at Harry, who was now, massaging Oliver's crotch with his knee and nibbling on his ear.

"You're sweating, I know you're lying," She spun to him and glared evilly, her voice losing all sweetness and turning sinister "Tell me the truth or I'll make your life miserable…and you know I can do it! I'll move back in with you!" She threatened and Lucius fell out of his chair, gasping in horror.

"You wouldn't!" He asked, outraged, with not a small amount of fear in his eyes.

"I would," She assured "Just try me,"

Lucius gulped, but conceded.

"Well…we, um. We had a little…chat,"

"And…"

"Well I merely informed him that he had certain…assets or talents if you will,"

"I see," Narcissa replied, her fake sweetness back. Lucius scampered off like a scared rabbit, off to find Severus for some…relief. Heh heh.

"Well, things are about to get very…interesting."

The End

Stay tuned for the second part in the series 'Getting Harry Potter'. On a computer near you Nov – Dec 2005 (depending on…persuasion on viewers part).

Roslyn and Iris