WHAT LAST FOREVER

BETA: dark catalyst

Chapter 6- This is fun

Harry watched the celebrities dance. Paris Hilton was shaking her boobs on the table out there. Harry frowned. They were all the same, weren't they? They always partied their heads off but tried to look innocent. Oh well, he wasn't exactly innocent himself now days. As the half vampire he was he had a big appetite for sex. And he wasn't exactly the shy little Potter anymore. He took what he could get, and he got a lot.

"So are you going to bring someone home tonight? We could have a threesome!" said Spike to him.

"Shut up Spike! As if I would, you can dream about it if you wish as long as you know that I'll never sleep with you because I'm not gay and I'm your friend," he said briskly.

"I'm not gay either, all I'm saying is that we should try it, I did it once. It was quite good, and I really like you, as a friend," he hurried to say when Harry glared at him.

"Maybe in the future, tell me, are you Bi or something?"

"Not really no, but vampires likes to experiment."

"I've noticed, you in the kitchen is the same as a big catastrophe! You always mix up things that you shouldn't!"

"Hey! I wasn't talking about kitchen stuff; I was talking about sex! But I guess I'm curious about things in other situations to..."

"No shit?" said Harry and changed the track. He would never grow bored of being a DJ. It was the top of life. Not many things could beat it accept for a cold drink and a hot woman in bed.

"I'm going to dance a bit. You'll be alright here?"

"Out with you, go and hook up some girls for tonight!" said Harry with a laugh.

"Sure thing Jamez," said Spike and slipped out the door like a shadow.

Harry was quickly bringing up the tempo because he knew that's how people liked it after a couple of drinks. During the early morning hours people had a hell of a good time at the Blazin' Night club. When it was time to close the club everyone was still left and many left unwillingly.

"C'mon Jamez, time to go home!" said a severely drunk Spike with a girl hanging from each arm. Harry grinned to a brunette.

"Hello. Jamez Moon, the DJ for tonight.

"The DJ? Really? That's sooooo cool! You were soooooo good!" said the girl and hugged him.

"Wooha!" said Harry.

"Your place or mine? I'll be happy to serve you tonight," slurred the girl in his ear.

Harry's eyes met Spikes.

"You take our place," Spike mouthed to him.

Harry nodded.

"Alright honey, let me lead your way," said Harry and waved his good byes to Carol and Jenny.

The next afternoon when Harry woke up the girl had already left. It was nothing unusual to him. Some left, some stayed. Some he practically had to throw out to get rid of them. He preferred those who just left. It saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't mean to hurt them, he wasn't evil or some asshole to girls, but he never meant something serious and they had to understand that before they slept together, but some girls always thought he had changed his mind after the act.

He got up and made himself some coffee to wake up properly. He had a headache but it was nothing unusual. He really needed to cut down a lot on his drinking. He was drinking almost everyday because he hung out at the club and worked almost every night but he knew he couldn't do it in the long run. He needed to take days of, just relax. And of course he was allowed to, but they always wanted him and he found it funny himself.

And there was Spike. Spike loved to drink. He was all for sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll. He sort of lived in the 80ies. But since that was modern now again it was cool. The door opened and slammed. Spike had come home.

"Hello Spike. I've got black strong coffee for you," he said softly.

"Thanks. I think I'm sobering up! It's horrible!" he whined.

"I agree with you. I hate it but somehow I always seem to forget how bad I feel the day after when I drink."

Spike collapsed in the chair and laid his head on the table.

"Had a good night?" Harry murmured into his cup.

"As much of it as I can remember, yes I had," said Spike.

Harry smiled. Spike was always so soft the day after drinking. But the vampire needed to be that too sometimes.

Again, two days later this time, they were out causing trouble. Both Spike and he had managed to irritate yet another gang this time. Being a half vampire made Harry careless and foolishly bold.

"Run Spike!" Harry laughed when he climbed over a fence.

And Spike ran. They both ran through a dark alley. When it turned Harry ran into something solid, and it wasn't the wall... Harry and the person he ran into fell on the ground. Harry swore and looked up he gasped.

"Jamez! Come on! They're coming!" Spike laughed at him.

Harry just stared at the man sitting on his but in front of him.

"This is more than you're used to isn't it? Harry Potter would never do a thing such like this, would he? I wonder what Harry would have said if I would have told him about this a year back!" Spike giggled. He was a bit tipsy, both Jamez and Spike were. So Spike spoke about "Harry" as another person than Jamez just to point out how much Jamez had changed.

"Shut up Spike!" Harry snarled to him.

First then Spike noticed who the man was which Harry had collided with.

"Severus Snape isn't it? And Remus Lupin!" he said threateningly when he looked up at Remus who just helped Severus up on his feet again.

"Ah, Spike? Love, we don't have time for that now. We sort of have company now..." said Harry anxiously when he stood up and looked behind him. Spike turned around as well.

"More people have come to join the party," he said.

"You've got no where to escape cock suckers!" said the gang leader. He was pathetic really.

"You're right. Perhaps you can let us go then?" said Harry with an even tone.

"Ha! I don't think so. Did you hear that boys?" the gang leader said and everyone laughed.

"I didn't think so. I guess we'll have to fight then," said Harry and took a swing at the non-expecting gang leader.

That's how the fight started. And Severus and Remus were caught up in the middle of it. But surprisingly the four of them ganged up against the rest of the gang in a total of 10 people.

"Why is it that Potter is always trouble? He's killing me!" muttered Snape to Remus when they stood back to back and kicked people.

"Coincident, he's not even here now," said Remus.

"One would think so but now it has happened every year since he first started school. I've had to save his ass each time and now he's gone and run away! Hence why I have to keep up with those two, make that three," Snape said and looked at Lupin. "Idiots...And Blondie here isn't exactly trouble free either. And Blacky could be the copy of Potter, the couple is a magnet for trouble!" said Severus sourly.

"Shut up you old grudger. You have no idea of what's fun!" said Spike and knocked out a man.

"Fun? Is this what you call fun? You have no idea what the extent of the word is!" Snape snarled.

"As if you do," Remus muttered.

Snape didn't have time to glare at the werewolf because a fist hit him.

"Nice! That's gonna leave a black eye," grinned Harry and kicked the man, who hit Snape, in the balls. The man began to cry like a child.

"Poor thing," said Spike mockingly and ducked from a kick.

"That was a little bit hash," said Remus.

"Who gives a fuck?" Harry asked.

"No one," Snape said.

"Agreed," said Spike and Remus frowned at them.

"Seems like you've found your like Severus," the werewolf said.

"Them like me? Are you out your mind? No scratch that, you are, always have been. But I am intelligent, nothing like those two," said Snape.

"There's nothing wrong with your self-confidence. You think very highly of yourself. Perhaps if you got your arrogant head out of your ass people would actually considering liking you," said Harry and Remus let out a snort of laughter which he desperately tried to hide from Severus.

When the fight was over Spike and Jamez ran off before Remus and Severus could ask them anything.

"I liked that! I think we should do this more often," said Spike happily.

"Yes and make me end up as a full vampire; no thank you," said Harry dryly.