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. Also don't own the song Witchcraft by Frank Sanatra, but it's a good song. I love Frank! He's got a voice that makes you melt, old Blue Eyes

Warnings: Slash (male/male pairings), threesome, AU, violence, language, angst, character deaths, psychological/anxiety disorders, sexual situations, etc.

Pairings: Spock/Harry/Kirk, hints of Sulu/Chekov and Scotty/Uhura

72. Dance

Those fingers in my hair

That sly, come hither stare

That strips my conscious bare

It's witchcraft

Harry blushed in mortification before burying his face into Jim's chest. The blond held him close, arms wrapped loosely around the smaller male's waist as he guided him through an easy dance. From the couch Teddy giggled behind his hands while Spock merely observed his bond mates feeling their emotions. He allowed his own amusement and fondness to trickle through, admiring the beauties he allowed into his life. In the background, Frank Sinatra's "Witchcraft" played Jim having personally picked the song just for their wizard.

And I've got no defense for it

The heat is too intense for it

What good would common sense for it do?

Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft

And although I know it's strictly taboo

"You're a bloody jerk! Do I look like a woman to you?" Harry grumbled through their mental link although there was no real heat behind his words. If anything, he was embarrassed and touched by the blonde's actions. Despite the fact that Harry wasn't the most graceful or coordinated dancer, Jim took it in literal stride and just guided him around smiling at him as if he was the most important thing in the world. After all, it was their last night in the hotel and by tomorrow they would be heading back to San Francisco to spend the rest of shore leave at Harry's condo.

"Come on, you love it," Jim teased, "Plus you're just too cute when you're embarrassed. Makes me want to do naughty things to you."

"Perverted prat!"

"Jim, cease flustering Harry," Spock ordered.

"And this is why Spock is my favorite," Harry smirked, trying to hold in a snicker when he felt Spock practically preen under the attention of his dark T'hy'la. Jim pouted, "Hey! That's not fair! Don't you love me?"

Harry rolled his eyes, "Of course I love you. I wouldn't have bonded with you if I didn't."

When you arouse the need in me

My heart says yes indeed in me

Proceed with what you're leading me to

It's such an ancient pitch

But one that I wouldn't switch

Cause there's no nicer witch than you

"Come on Spock! Dance with Harry!" Jim attempted to coax the Vulcan as he twirled Harry who squeaked and chuckled, enjoying himself as he began to relax. Spock raised a fine eyebrow, a gleam in his eye that gave away his contemplation. After a moment, he stood and carefully made his way over to the pair while Teddy just watched, swaying to the music on the couch a grin on his face.

Smiling Jim twirled Harry once more before passing him off to Spock, who automatically placed his hands on the smaller male's waist. Remembering how Jim was leading, Spock fell into step never missing a beat while Harry smiled up at him, arms resting loosely on his shoulders as they swayed together. Jim easily plopped down onto the couch barely disturbing Teddy before he began to sing with the song, smiling easily his posture relaxed.

Cause it's witchcraft, that crazy witchcraft

And although I know it's strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in me

My heart says yes indeed in me

Proceed with what you're leading me to

It's such an ancient pitch

But one that I wouldn't switch

Cause there's no nicer witch than you

They slowed then stopped when the song did. The pair stepped away and bowed to each other while Teddy and Jim clapped from the couch. Amused, Harry shook his head before smiling at Spock, "Thank you for the dance."

"You are welcome. I believe it is only logical that I thank you as well for being a gracious partner," Spock replied. Harry snorted, "I just followed you. I'm rubbish when it comes to dancing, don't have the coordination for it. You should have seen me in my fourth year during the Yule Ball."

"I just keep imagining you in those sexy dress robes and wishing I had been there. I would have had you in a dark corner kissing with you within an inch of your life before the ball was over," Jim grinned playfully. Harry blushed while Spock merely shook his head in fond exasperation. Teddy burst into laughter at his dad's expression, "You look like a tomato!"

"Thank you for your insight Teddy. Always appreciate it," Harry muttered sarcastically. The boy gave a cheeky grin, "Glad I could be of service."

"I believe Teddy has been spending far too much time with Jim," Spock commented.

"Nyota was right, he is a bad influence on kids."

"Hey! I resent that! I'm a great father."

"In your own mind," Harry muttered.

"It's okay Papa! I think you're great!" Teddy chirped. Jim hugged the boy close and ruffled his baby blue hair, "Thanks squirt!"

"But dad's cooler!"

Harry burst into laughter while Jim whined and playfully sulked, Spock watching on with barely concealed amusement. Teddy merely smiled innocently glad he was having so much fun with his family. It was the best vacation he ever had and part of him wished it would never end.

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~Seth