Chapter Two

Percy rolled over and groggily reached for the pack of cigarettes he kept on the bedside table only to find them missing. He sat up slowly, his head pounding, and squinted to see where he was. It was too nice to be his own bedroom. He shook his head and suddenly the events of the night before came flooding back. He remembered the the man from the hotel bar. Bringing him up here then demanding more than what he'd paid for and turning violent when Percy had tried to leave. He reached up to touch his face, expecting there to be some damage.

"I healed them." a rather angry voice hissed to his right.

Percy turned, startled, to look at the man who had spoken. He was sitting a bit aways and Percy was having trouble seeing him. He was squinting, trying to bring the man into focus, when his words sunk in.

"I healed them."

Percy began to panic. How had they found him? He'd been so careful. He hadn't used his wand since he'd left the U.K.. The ingredients he used to brew his protection potions were pretty innocuous and shouldn't have aroused suspicion. What the hell was he going to do now?

He was pulled from his thoughs when the man tossed something at him and it landed in his lap. He looked down and saw they were his glasses.

"Put them on. I'd prefer you could see me when I talk to you." the man spat.

Percy picked them up and slipped them on slowly. Once he could see properly he looked up at the man. His heart nearly stopped when he saw who was in the room with him.

"O...Oliver?" he said shakily.

"Percy."

"Wha...what are you doing here?"

"Funny, I was going to ask you the same question."

Percy looked away. Of all the people he ever expected to find him, Oliver Wood had never been one of them. He took a deep breath and decided to play ignorant. Maybe Oliver didn't know everything about him.

"I..I work here."

"Do you now?"

"Yes. P..part of the wait-staff."

"So what were you doing up here?"

"Room service."

"Ah. Guess I must have missed where it said 'blow-job' on the menu."

Percy looked down, unable to meet Oliver's gaze. His heart was beating wildly in his chest and he wondered if he'd be able to out run the Quidditch player. Oliver must have figured out what he was thinking because he took out his wand and cast a locking charm on the door. Then, perhaps as an afterthought, he cast a silencing charm as well.

"You can't keep me here against my will!" Percy said indignantly, getting out of the bed.

"You're not leaving until I get some answers." Oliver hissed, standing as well.

"I don't have to tell you anything!"

"No. You don't. But if you don't I'll Floo your parents and tell them what their son has been doing while they've been worried out of their minds."

"Y..You wouldn't"

"I will. How do you think your Mother would feel? Finding out that you chose this over your own family." Oliver spat.

" You think I chose this? You think it was my life's ambition to suck cock for fifty bucks a pop? To spend my nights getting fucked by some closeted businessman from Oklahoma?"

"Well I don't know Percy. I didn't expect to have to save you from some trick either. You're welcome by the way."

"Well aren't you just my Knight in shining fucking armor?" Percy said sarcastically.

"Your gratitude astounds me."

"Ooooh big words. Did you get word of the day toilet paper or something?"

"Funny. Didn't think you had a sense of humor."

They just stood there glaring at one another after that, neither of them wanting to be the one to give in first. Percy knew Oliver wouldn't give up until he'd gotten what he wanted. He'd been that way for as long as Percy had known him. But Percy wasn't one to back down either. He decided to switch tactics. He canted his head down and looked up at Oliver through his lashes. He moved closer and smiled his most seductive smile.

"I'm sorry. You're right, I should be more grateful. Let me show you my appreciation.' he purred.

Then, before Oliver could stop him, he wrapped his arms around the brunette and kissed him. Oliver gasped in surprise and Percy took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside his mouth. When Oliver didn't push him away he deepened the kiss and pressed his lithe body against Oliver's muscular one. He could feel Oliver's body reacting to the kiss and smiled to himself. He moved one hand down to cup Oliver's growing erection through his jeans. Oliver moaned slightly and lifted his hands to place them on Percy's shoulders, gripping them. Then he pushed Percy back onto the bed and crawled on top of him. Percy moaned and arched up against Oliver as the brunette took his wrists and pinned them over his head.

The feeling of being pressed into the mattress by the boy who'd starred in his wet dreams as a teenager was making Percy's head swim. He whimpered in protest when Oliver pulled away. When he tried to reach for him he found he couldn't. While they'd been kissing Oliver had bound his wrists to the bed. Percy could feel the panic rising inside of him as he struggled to get free.

"Untie me now!" he shouted.

"No."

"Please! Untie me!"

"Percy I'm not letting you go until you answer my questions."

Percy was really panicking now. He didn't like being tied up. Memories flooded through his brain and he began to shake violently.

"Please! Please! Let me go! Please!" he cried frantically, tears now forming in his eyes.

"P...Percy?"

"I"ll tell you whatever you want just UNTIE ME NOW!" Percy screamed.

Oliver must have seen the pure terror in his eyes because he waved his wand and released the bonds. As soon as he was free Percy ran to the window and flung it open. He stuck his head out and gulped huge lungfuls of air. Oliver came up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Percy flinched away.

"D...don't touch m..me."

"Percy, are you alright?"

"Do I look alright?" Percy snapped, spinning around to glare at his former dorm mate.

"Perce I..I'm sorry. I didn't..."

"I know, I know. Just...just give me a minute."

Oliver nodded and went to sit on the bed. Percy just slid down and sat on the floor. He pressed his back against the wall and drew his knees up to his chest. He was still shaking slightly. He wiped the tears from his eyes and sniffed. He jumped slightly when Oliver dangled a box of tisses in front of him.

"Thought you might need them." Oliver said sheepishly.

Percy offered him a wan smile and took the box. He dried his eyes and blew his nose.

"Thanks." he said once he was done.

"You're welcome."

After a few minutes, Percy stood and went to sit in the chair Oliver had been sitting in earlier. He took a deep breath and looked Oliver in the eye.

"So, what do you want to know?"