Ch. 2

Harry's target would have been a handsome man if he wasn't a Dark Wizard. Dressed as stylishly as a wizard can, with conventional good looks, the Dark Wizard named Tony Alberta, who was a very minor Dark Wizard in Harry's opinion, looked cocky and vain, as though the world hung onto every word he would say. He was well built, his black hair slicked back, and his eyes held a mysterious, dangerous edge that Harry always found attractive. However, he was a Dark Wizard, and his business was in drugs and hurting the innocent, and that made the man before Harry hideous in his eyes.

Why does McLaggen even know him? Harry wondered as he sat down. Did he fall on hard times? He looked at McLaggen, the man has changed, yet he was still as handsome as Harry remembered. Putting that to the side, he looked at his target. "Harry, right? A nice name for a beautiful boy," the Dark Wizard smiled, "but haven't you thought of something more feminine to fit your looks, baby?"

I swear I'm going to punch him. "Hmm maybe, but this dress was actually a bit of a surprise," Harry smiled.

"Well babe, you look great in it," the Dark wizard growled out, "Doesn't he, boys?" He laughed as his associates leered at Harry. His hands left the two young wizards he was groping and leaned forward towards Harry. "So, what's an innocent baby like you doing in a bar like this?"

"He's here with me, Tony," Cormac said, surprising Harry. "And this sexy surprise was for me, isn't that right, Harry baby?" He wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and pulled him closer. Luckily for Harry, he grew up with being able to lie easily, something he needed during his teenage years, so he smiled and leaned against Cormac seductively, "Yeah, did I do good, baby?" he mewled.

"More than," the Dark Wizard interrupted. Harry gave him a small glance before leaning in towards Cormac's ear, whispering, "I'm going to pull out my wand. He's weak for a Dark Wizard but still dangerous." He glanced around at the three men sitting with them, all looking equally as shady and dangerous. "How many of them are his bodyguards?"

"All three baby," Cormac whispered. He kissed Harry's cheek and winked at the Dark Wizard, "He just really wanted to tell me what he wanted tonight."

"Ohh… I'm sure he did," the Dark Wizard chuckled. "Though Harry baby, why spend the night with McLaggen when I can make you feel like a special girl."

"Oh?" Harry asked, "and how is that?"

The foolish Dark Wizard smirked. He glanced around and opened his robe, pulling out a leather bag. He opened it and held it towards Harry. "You know what that is?" he smirked cockily. Both Harry and Cormac looked into the bag, seeing a light yellow grinded powder that glittered and sparkled with every movement. "Powdered fairy wings, one of the most potent drug known to the wizarding world," the Dark Wizard said with glee. "One huff Harry, and you'll be my girl in no time."

"I see," Harry said, his demeanor starting to change. "But isn't this very illegal?" His hand moved towards his carry on purse casually.

The Wizard's grin grew, "Hell yeah baby!" he cheered. "Bet you didn't think I was badass enough to get this."

"No, Tony Alberta," Harry sighed, "only stupid enough. Stupefy Maxima!" Harry whipped his wand out from his purse before the others could react. The boys screamed as the stunning charm hit Tony's bodyguards. The Dark Wizard gave a scream and moved to get his wand, but before he could even begin to reach for it, Cormac launched from next to Harry, tackling the Dark Wizard over the booth and onto the floor.

Harry ran quickly around to see Cormac punching Tony Alberta in the face, a look of pure anger on his own. "McLaggen!" Harry yelled. Cormac stopped and turned to look at Harry. Realizing immediately, his face started to relax, and he got off the dark wizard, pacing next to him and muttering to himself. Harry ignored him as he turned his focus on Tony.

"I must say Mr. Alberta, the Dark Wizards here tend to give more of a fight," he said as he pulled him up to his feet. "You are, without a doubt, the worst Dark Wizard I've ever known."

"Did you plan that beforehand, or did that come naturally, Harry?" Tonks arrived, wearing an official Auror uniform and her wand aimed at the apprehended wizard. She gave Harry a smile and wink, "That was easy, eh? I told you that it would be, you're a natural at this Harry."

"Yeah well… I must admit I did have some help," Harry said, he looked around and saw Cormac sitting again, looking calmer. "Cormac McLaggen, he helped me," he said, pointing to the man.

"Ohh? Well he's nice looking," Tonks smirked. "Tell you what, you can give you thanks to him and take the rest of the night off. I'll deal with all the paper work and your dad, lord knows he will want to know every detail."

Harry sighed and shook his head, "Just keep the fact I'm in a dress out of it, please?"

"No promises!" Tonks laughed she took the wizard from Harry and escorted him out of the club.

Harry turned towards McLaggen and sat back next to him. The man was still muttering to himself, Harry thought it was a string of curse words but was surprised when he heard the man. "Eight… nine…ten…eleven…twelve…thirteen…breathe in… out… The moment's done and no need to be angry… one..two—"

"Cormac?"

The man jumped, "Harry! Sorry, I just uhh…"

"Were you counting?"

Cormac's cheeks blushed, "Yeah," he said. "It's uhh meditated breathing… for my anger issues," he said. "My uh therapist told me it helps."

"You go to therapy?" Harry asked, shocked, "I never thought that you would—"

Cormac shrugged, "Things happened over the years, I'm not that cocky seventeen year old who loses his temper just because I didn't get on a Quidditch team."

"You're right, instead you're now a cocky twenty-one year old," Harry joked. Cormac smiled and shook his head as he chuckled.

"Cocky twenty-one year old who gets the boy," he winked.

"Ohh? Back to this now?" Harry asked.

"Well, if you want to," Cormac said, "I can try my pick up line again."

Harry thought for a moment, staring at the man before him. Harry couldn't' deny that McLaggen was very attractive and sexy. It has been a long time since Harry relaxed in that way. He leaned back and crossed his legs over. "Know what McLaggen," he purred, "get me a drink and I might let you try again."

Cormac smirked at Harry and winked as he stood up. Harry watched as the young man went to the bar and came back holding two drinks. He stopped in front of Harry and gave him his biggest smile, "I'm sorry, but I was just so stunned by your beauty that I had to offer you a drink," he said, offering a glass of red to Harry.

Harry snickered. "Thank you for the drink, but your lines could do some work," he said. He patted next to him and Cormac sat down.

"Still got me sitting next to a pretty boy," he smirked.

"Cool it McLaggen or I'll have Hermione curse you again," Harry muttered, taking a sip.

"Don't remind me," Cormac muttered, "What is she up to anyway?"

"She's working in the Ministry," Harry said. "She and Ron and dating, and at this rate I feel like she's going to be Minister soon."

"Mm sounds like her," Cormac said, taking a sip of his own drink "And Weasley?"

"In the Auror department like me," Harry said, "He's still doing deskwork, however." Cormac seemed to like that answer as his smirked widened. "How about you?" Harry asked.

"Well, besides my therapy for anger control, I am actually playing Quidditch professionally," Cormac said. "Told you baby that I was the better pick," he smirked. "Keeper for the Montrose Magpies, and I am on the main team I'll let you know, not a reserve."

"Damn, good for you Cormac," Harry smiled. "Seems like life is going good for you. So why is it that you knew that dark wizard?"

"Yeah, that…" Cormac's expression darkened. "I never used his stuff before, and I don't want to, I'll let you know, but… we have a reserve member on our team. Tony got to her and, well, she quickly became addicted. That stuff is said to do weird stuff to your mind. She started changing, you know, coming to practice late, forgetting things, not actively participating or being there. It got so bad that the captain threatened to fire her right then and there. It was later I heard what she took and how she got it. She's a good kid, you know, fresh from Hogwarts. I didn't want her life to be ruined so… I went looking for Tony, and when I did I just did my best to be part of his crowd until I could punch him."

"Wow," Harry said, honestly shocked. "I never thought, truly, that you would be able to think of anyone but yourself Cormac. …I'm sorry for ever thinking that."

"Don't be," Cormac said. "I was a cocky asshole back then."

"And now?"

"I'm still cocky, but I got the confidence to back it up," Cormac joked. Harry chuckled. "But seriously, tonight was for my friend. I never want anything that awful near anyone."

"Well damn… I was completely wrong about you Cormac McLaggen," Harry said. He raised his glass and smiled, "shall we get a bottle? I would really love to catch up."

"Of course, baby," Cormac smiled. He clicked his glass with Harry's and motioned a waiter to come to them, "Bring us a bottle, please," he ordered. Harry moved so that their thighs were touching. Cormac turned to him, surprised, but Harry just smiled.

"And can we have some food as well? I think we'll be here for a long time."

A couple hours later, both men were laughing, the bottle they ordered almost empty. Harry was on Cormac's lap by now, Cormac's top buttons undone. "Man, I haven't had a chance to relax like this in a long time," Harry sighed, laying down, his ass on Cormac's lap. "With work it's all reports and paperwork, reports and paperwork, and hearing about all my superiors out there catching real dark wizards… while I'm here chasing a petty drug seller."

"Well at least that drug seller brought you to me," Cormac said, rubbing his hand up and down Harry's leg. "You shave?"

"Mmm, yeah, I like the feeling of when men touch me there," Harry sighed.

"So you've had fun, eh Potter?"

"Yeah, but there's always a problem," Harry sighed.

"Which is?"

"They never stay the morning after," Harry said. "It's always fuck my ass, leave a load and get out before we could even cuddle."

"Damn… those men are awful," Cormac frowned, "But just so you know, I'm not like that."

"Ha!"

"I'm not, I always treat my bottoms like little princes, and cook for them in the morning," Cormac said.

"Oh? Your boyfriend must love that," Harry muttered.

"He would if I had one," Cormac sighed. "Still an angry beast at times."

Harry nodded and both were silent as Cormac continued to rub Harry's legs gently. It felt good, the gentle sensation from rough hands. Harry closed his eyes and a low moan came from his throat.

"My place," he said.

"Huh?"

Harry sat up back on Cormac's lap. Wrapping his arms around Cormac's neck, "Why don't we continue this at my place?" he suggested. They both shared a lewd smile and Cormac hugged Harry close, holding him by his ass as he got up.

"Alright baby," he purred, "I'm a beast, remember."

"I don't care," Harry breathed, "I need a beast."

A/N: next time is sexy time. Leave a review if you liked this, small story from me that just popped from nowhere.