Chapter 5

Harry stood awkwardly on the street corner in a new shirt and trousers. Yvette was late and although it was a warm summer day it was cooler than earlier. He had run out of vodka and hadn't smoked since mid-day and really wanted one but he could also live without Yvette's complaining, if she ever turned up to see a useless loser like him. He was nothing but a useless fuck up, who was he kidding that she wanted to meet up with him. He was looking down at his shoes and didn't notice the taxi pull up.

"Are you coming or are you going to spend the night looking at your feet?"

The back door of a private taxi was open and any and all thoughts were driven out of his head by Yvette and what she was wearing. She had a gold sequined dress that came up to just over her tits leaving her shoulders bare. It looked like liquid sex to Harry and he practically jumped into the back seat with her. AS the taxi pull away he saw the look of concern on the face of tonights order guard.

"Harry this is my uncle Dave." Yvette introduced the driver. Harry took the warned and just mentally undressed her rather than literally. It wouldn't take more than a little pull and he could start playing with her nipples.

They drove away from the main town of Little Whinging and into the surrounding green belt. Houses got less frequent and larger. Eventually they pulled into a driveway and drove up a gravel driveway. The car turned a corner and behind some trees the house came into view. It was a huge old farmhouse with many out buildings. The house itself was three stories tall, the main door was front and centre of the building, like a traditional child's drawing except there were three sets of windows to each side of the door hinting at many more rooms.

They left the taxi and Yvette and Harry as her plus one had her name checked off by a large formally dressed man. They moved quickly through the house down a long hallway. Yvette had a destination in mind and Harry was happy to follow and watch the tight dress cling to her butt. Every so often she would stop and hitch the dress up as it slipped down her frame allowing Harry to catch her up.

"Were heading to the rave rooms." She told at one such pause.

She led Harry outside the house stopping long enough at the drinks tables for Harry to pour himself a vodka and Yvette grabbed a glass of something called Thunderbird. They exited though a kitchen that was bigger than the Dursley's entire ground floor.

In front of them where numerous outbuildings, former barns and other buildings. Yvette slowed and slipped an arm round him. "Remember you're my boyfriend, at least for tonight."

Harry returned the contact allowing his hand to slide lower than Yvette's waist. Standing surrounded by a gaggle of other girls was a glamorous slightly older girl. Yvette steered Harry towards her. "That's Katherine whose party this is. It's only polite to say hello."

Harry politely smiled and exchanged greetings with the girl. She would have been pretty if she didn't look down her nose at him. As he and Yvette moved out of the circle one of the gaggle of females intertwined between him and Yvette and moved her away, leaving him standing alone. He quickly finished his vodka, feeling the familiar burn down his throat and warming of his stomach. He had grown used to taking hits of vodka so he didn't get the slight numbing feeling that he liked.

Yvette was suddenly back and pulled him into a kiss, for once her hands did the wandering to his butt and he returned the favour.

She broke the kiss as quickly as she initiated it. "Come on lets go dance." She took his hand and led him towards the barn which was obviously set up as a dance room. Just before she got to the door she paused. "Jennifer really pissed me of. Sorry."

He looked at her waited for a better explanation.

"She warned me about you, said she recognised the type that you were only after one thing and I'd be better off dumping you. I said thank you very much but I give absolutely zero fucks about her opinion and she's also a bit late because you'd already had the one thing and would be getting it again soon. That was when I came back and snogged you."

The only bit Harry took notice of was the idea that he would be getting some again soon.

Yvette opened the door to the rave rooms. Harry took a step back as he was hit by a wave of heat from all the bodies dancing, the music was beyond his experience, all syncopation and bass but lacking in lyrics and melody.

"Come on." Yvette led him in and shut the door behind them. The beats were fast and Harry joined in the crowd trying to keep up with the tempo. Yvette was dancing near him trying to be more subdued her dress barely concealed her breasts and dancing meant she slipped out of it twice. Harry wasn't complaining, he also was enjoying the dancing with this huge sweaty gathering of youth. It was nothing like the yule ball. There were no eyes on him and the beat made it hard to think of anything except moving in time.

They had danced through five songs, and Harry's shirt was stuck to him and he was Yvette's hair was plastered to her head.

"I need a drink." Harry read Yvette's lips rather than heard her.

In the back corner tables had been set up with drinks on them. Harry would normally have been disappointed that there was nothing but bottled water, but right now it was exactly what he needed. He drank a bottle without pause and took a second that he sipped at. The temptation to pour one over his head was strong and one a couple of lads near by had given into. They poured bottles over their head then threw their sopping shirts off and returned to the dance floor in just their trousers, their eyes wide and bulging. Harry had to admire their energy he was started to feel tired. A youngish man stood next to him.

"Want a tab?" He proffered a zip lock bag of little pills to Harry.

"What do they do?"

"The little blue ones make everything better, the larger ones give you energy and stop you sleeping."

Yvette was standing close to him as he took one of each and washed them back with water, she hesitated before taking the offered bag. "Just an E, I'm not doing speed."

They returned to the dance floor joining in the throng. Harry felt energized the longer he danced. These were his people and he was part of them, they were one mass joined by the all-consuming beat, the beat that drove them and moved them. He'd moved back for more water and lost his shirt soaked with his sweat. Yvette had stopped trying to hold up her dress and it bunched around her waist, her perfect, wonderful, radiant, orbs on show. Harry reached and ran his hang down them she shuddered at the contact and he pulled her close, they danced skin to skin.

"I need you, I want to make love to you, to be inside you, joined to you. I want to hold you as I…"

Yvette put her hand across his mouth. "You're off your face." She laughed. "But so am I. Let's find somewhere"

Kathryn's house had an outdoor pool and a small bath house. The first room they tried had a couple in who had the same idea as them. The next room was empty and Harry was taking off his clothes even before Yvette had closed the door. Their first time was frantic and animalistic and Harry soon orgasmed the intensity of the feeling was beyond anything before. He found that after his orgasm he hadn't gone soft and he re-entered Yvette. He orgasmed twice more and Yvette many times more. Before she pushed him off.

"Enough, I just can't take any more. I'm going to die from pleasure."

They dressed and headed back to the rave rooms. The heat as they entered the room was like walking into an oven. There was a mass of bare sweating flesh on display. All the boys in the room were now topless and Harry soon joined them. Not all the girls were as adventuress. Some danced in their dresses, others like Yvette had gone topless. Some had removed their dresses and danced in bras and panties and one or two had gone further dancing in just their knickers. Harry needed to drink again, he was feeling constantly thirsty now. He returned with a bottle for Yvette.

"I'm so hot." She complained as he handed her the water.

Harry gave a meaningful look at a girl dancing nearby, Yvette followed his direction of gaze and looked back to him from the girl who was in just her briefs.

"Tell you what, you dance down in just your pants and I'll join you."

Harry shrugged these were his people, they loved him as much as he loved them they wouldn't judge him they didn't think him crazy or the heir of Slytherin. His hands dropped to his waist and he undid buttons and zips and kicked his trousers off. Putting them on top of his shirt. He couldn't judge Yvette's face as she slipped out of her dress and placed it with his clothes.

They returned to frenzied dancing. Harry now had the problem of his clothes not containing him as he was still fully erect and popping out of the top of his pants. Yvette had disappeared after telling him she was off to the loo. He danced on focused on the beat and the moment. A hand had grabbed him bringing him back to reality. A girl danced in front of him in just her underwear her hand on his dick. He moved in closer pushing his hand inside her briefs to find those folds of skin that Yvette enjoyed him touching. She responded similarly.

"Let's go outside."

It was moments later, behind the barn that Harry found himself thrusting in and out of the girl whose name he still didn't know. The beat of the dance music set the pace of his thrusting. And he was soon groaning as his orgasm built.

"Don't cum in me."

Harry pulled out and watched in amazement as the girl spun around and took him into her mouth. The sight was enough of a shock for him that he immediately ejaculated.

It was some moments before either of them spoke. "That was fun." The girl said.

They stepped back around the corner of the barn that was the dance room as Yvette approached it she looked sadly at Harry and the girl.

"Really? I wasn't gone ten minutes, you can make your own way home Harry." With that she turned on her heel and walked off. Harry did feel sad for Yvette she had asked him to be faithful today but he just couldn't feel sad over what had done and within minutes of re-joining the dancing it had almost slipped from his mind. Especially as in the press of bodies on the floor he found himself pressed up against another scantily clad girl. Hands wandered on the dance floor but nothing else happened. The numbers dwindled as more people left. While he felt he never needed to sleep again he did step outside for some fresh air. The sky was starting to lighten as the night faded and dawn took over.

He was lost in wonder staring at the stars for an unknown time before he returned to the dances room to find his clothes. It was going to be a long walk home. Once dressed he headed to find some more water. At the back of the room was the teen who had offered him the tablets. He was slumped on the floor possibly sleeping. The zip lock bag stuck out of his pocket. He knew it was the drugs that had helped tonight. Helped him have fun and give him confidence. Without thinking of the consequences he pulled the bag free and slipped it into his pocket.