Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Trek or Harry Potter. They belong to J.J Abrams, Gene Roddenberry and J.K Rowling

Warnings: Slash (malexmale pairings), threesome, AU, violence, angst, psychological disorders, sexual situations, badly written accents, etc.

Pairings: Established Spock/Kirk, Sulu/Chekov, Scotty/Uhura, Future Spock/Harry/Kirk

38. Jealousy

It wasn't often known for James T. Kirk to be jealous or envious of people. He was a social butterfly and more than not, he could get along with anyone if he tried. It was the reason why many of his crew and even delegates were receptive to him. He had a bold, radiant personality that drew many to him and he oozed confidence, perfect for his position of command. But there were rare times where Jim found himself invidious and this was one of those times.

Feeling his eye twitch for the third time in the last ten minutes, Jim clenched and unclenched his hands as he glanced to his left distracting himself from his chess game with Spock. Although the Vulcan was in a similar state as his T'hy'la, his focus divided as well. To their left a few tables away were Harry along with Teddy as well as Uhura. Said communications officer and doctor were chatting away while Teddy sat between them drawing, a hobby he often indulged in. But this wasn't what had Jim and Spock riled up; it was the fact that one of the security officers from the next table over was flirting with Harry and trying to gain his attention.

The raven haired doctor had attempted to politely decline his invite to dinner, but the man was persistent and Harry had taken to ignoring him. Uhura merely rolled her eyes at the man telling him that Harry wasn't interested. The officer snorted, "Please, was I talking to you?"

"I don't care if you weren't, you're being obnoxious and disturbing our conversation. Harry already told you that he wasn't interested so why don't you quit while you're ahead?" Uhura warned her irritation seeping through.

"Come on Harry, just one date. I'll make it worth your while," the man continued ignoring Uhura. He smirked licking his lips, the lust in his eyes making it obvious what he meant by his statement. Sighing in exasperation, Harry frowned, "I already told you Collins, I'm not interested. There are plenty of other men on the ship, ask one of them."

"But none of them are you. Come on, nothing wrong with letting loose once and a while. Just think about it, the two of us alone in my room with nothing but skin and sheets."

"My son is right here so I would appreciate if you would refrain from speaking in such a vulgar fashion!" Harry exclaimed covering Teddy's ears who looked at his father in confusion. Having enough, Jim stood from his chair and abandoned the chess set, making his way over to Harry's table with Spock on his heels. Neither of them liked Collins flirting with Harry, who was obviously uninterested and they certainly didn't like the man for speaking in a crude manner in front of Teddy.

Plopping down next to Harry without warning, Jim glared darkly at Collins who flinched at the look and turned away sharply. Smirking, Jim focused his attention on the smaller doctor who blinked owlishly at him and Spock. Grinning, he greeted, "Hey! Hope you three don't mind us sitting with you."

"Of course not Captain," Uhura chuckled her eyes twinkling with amusement as she glanced between the trio. It was obvious she had things figured out and Jim had to admire the intuition of women.

"Not at all," Harry smiled, "Got bored with your chess game?"

"Neither of us could focus it seemed and so it was illogical to continue with the game," Spock explained allowing Teddy to climb into his lap. It was habit by now and the sight was often comical and sweet especially when Teddy began to show Spock his drawings. Nodding, Harry chuckled, "I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's no big deal. Spock and I would rather spend time with you and Teddy anyway," Jim shrugged still grinning. Harry blushed softly before shaking his head, lips curled into a slight smile. Both Spock and Jim felt pleased at the smile which, although small, was genuine. At least more genuine than most of the smiles he had been giving to people the last two weeks. It eased their fears slightly knowing that despite everything, they were still able to help Harry in some small way. They just had to be there for him no matter what.

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~Seth