Like Muggles Do...Sort of

Disclaimer: Same as chapter 1, I don\'t own this stuff...

A/N: Hello lovely readers!! It\'s me again! Here\'s the rest of the story!! *whines* Are you going to make me admit what a review whore I am?!?! Ok, ok, ok, I\'m a really big review whore. Will ya review me?

Before long the quartet was sitting in a booth in the bar. Their clothing was very tame compared to some of the other patrons. The lovers slid in one side while Harry and Snape shared the other side of the booth. Thad and Sean ordered beer while Harry and Severus each ordered a brandy. They sat there talking and going through alcohol and listening to the hard core metal music blaring through the speakers.

After about two hours, they were all well on their way to getting drunk. The two love-birds, as Harry often called them, were oblivious to everything but each other. The music slowed down and a young man approached Harry. “I’ve been watching you all night. Care to dance?”

Harry shrugged and got up. Snape watched as Harry and the young man danced. With every passing second, the stranger got closer to Harry. His hands were roaming farther and farther down Harry’s back and finally rested on his ass. Snape felt a pang of jealousy at the show. When Harry got back, he was flushed and nearly breathless.

The young wizard knocked back the rest of his brandy and signaled the waiter for another. Thad and Sean sat across from the flat mates and appeared to be trying to swallow each other’s faces. Harry cleared his throat. Neither paid him any attention. So, he stuck his fingers down in his new glass of brandy and flicked it on them while speaking over the music, “Hey! Hey! We don’t want to watch the two of you cram your tongues down each other’s throats!”

When he flicked the liquor on their faces, both men jumped and put a little space between them. Snape chuckled at this. Harry leaned over to him and said, “I have to do this every time we go out,” as he rolled his eyes.

“So, Jon, who was that hot little number that asked you to dance?” Sean asked conspiratorially.

“I didn’t get his name, but he’s so not my type. Kept mumbling something about my tight ass, I really have no idea.”

The music slowed again and the lovers got up to dance. Sean pointed to Harry and Severus and then to the floor as Thad dragged him away. Before Harry knew what was happening, Snape was scooting him out of the booth. The older man took his hand and led him onto the dance floor.

He was feeling the effects of the brandy and relishing in the feel of Snape’s hard body next to his. Harry didn’t know exactly when it happened, but he realized after a moment that he was kissing Severus Snape. He tensed for a moment and then relaxed into it as he thought about how right it felt. The rest of the night was a blur of alcohol, nips on the neck, and lazy languid kisses from Snape.

They stumbled into Harry’s flat with their arms around each other’s waists. Sean giggled and put his arm around Thad, telling them they ‘shouldn’t do anything he wouldn’t do.’ Thad guffawed at the statement and poked his lover in the ribs telling Severus and Harry that they had free reign to do anything, even if it included duct tape, a cactus, and a leather strap.

After Thad and Sean left, the two made it to Harry’s room as they undressed each other. Severus looked at the younger man. “Impressive,” he slurred as he pulled Harry close.

They fell on the king sized bed in a heap of limbs. Harry rolled on top of the older man and kissed him deeply. Breaking it, he said, “Now it’s my turn…”

With that, he set out to map every part of Severus’ body with his tongue. He found a sensitive spot just behind the dark haired wizard’s ear and he made sure to worry it sufficiently. Harry worked his way down his neck and onto the chest of the older man. Taking a pale nipple into his mouth, he laved it with his tongue causing it to pebble up. He repeated the action with its twin. He worked his way down the rock hard stomach below him, kissing, and licking at random spots.

Before long, Harry dipped his tongue into the older man’s navel. A low, throaty groan erupted from the older man’s mouth. He moved lower and took Severus’ cock into his mouth. His hips bucked into the warm, moist cavern. Pressing down the other man’s hips, Harry proceeded to take him deep into his throat and pull almost completely only to swipe his tongue over the weeping tip before plunging down again. Before long, the usually stoic man was writhing and groaning under his younger partner. Harry hummed tunelessly sending waves of pleasure through Snape. From the ragged breaths the older man was now taking, he knew he was rapidly approaching release. He fondled the older man’s balls and took him into the back of his throat one last time. Severus arched into the warm mouth surrounding him and cried out, “Harry!”

With that, his orgasm ripped through his body. The potions master could not remember a time when he’d come that violently. Harry did not miss a drop of this partner’s essence. He cleaned the now softening cock with his tongue.

After the younger man pulled away, Snape moved to sit up against the headboard. With his legs stretched wide, Severus pulled Harry between them and kissed his messy hair. “That was…”

“Amazing,” Harry finished, looking over his shoulder at the other man.

Severus’ breathing was becoming more regular and he leaned into Harry’s neck and began to kiss it. In no time at all, Harry was all too aware of the painful ache between his own legs. The older man brought his arms around Harry’s chest and pinched his pierced nipple as he bit down on his neck.

Harry let out a strangled scream of pleasure. The bite quickly turned into a tongue soothing where the teeth had just been. Hot breath ghosted over the shell of his ear as his partner spoke in a low tone, “Touch yourself.”

Harry did not need to be told twice. He grabbed his throbbing member and quickly pumped it back and forth. A pale hand with long slender fingers stopped his progress. “Slowly,” Severus commanded in a voice that felt like the finest velvet to Harry’s ears.

Harry let his older lover guide the pace, which was frustratingly slow. “I want you to stroke yourself slowly. We’ve got all night.”

His head fell backward on the chest of the older man who captured his earlobe and nibbled on it for a moment, listening to his young partner’s breathing speed up. “Do you like being told what to do?” Severus purred.

“Yes, please, tell me…” The raven-haired young man begged as he kept stroking himself at the aching pace.

Snape licked the index finger of his free hand and snaked it around to Harry’s un-pierced nipple. It circled it slowly, making it slick, and causing it to pebble at the touch. He pinched it gently as he asked silkily, “Do you want me?”

A pleasurable groan was his only reply. Harry’s busy hand sped up only to be impeded again by his lover. “You didn’t answer me.”

The young man’s whole body was trembling with pleasure. His breath came out in gasps. “Y..Ye..Yesssss…”

The last part seemed to have slipped into Parseltongue. Again, Severus began trailing his index finger around Harry’s nipple. He traced the lines between the taught muscles on his stomach and circled his bellybutton. “You’ll not have me tonight, Harry,” he growled seductively. “I’ll make you mine when you are sober. Right now, I want you to come for me.”

As he spoke the last sentence, he licked Harry from his shoulder up to his ear where he flicked his tongue across the lobe. He grabbed the younger man’s erection and sped up the pace.

Harry’s whole body tensed, his mind went blank, and the breath he tried to let out got caught in his throat as waves of pleasure crashed through his body. Blue-white flashes of light appeared behind his closed eyelids. He felt his magic curl in his stomach with the approach of his climax and as his release peaked, the magic flowed throughout his body increasing his pleasure ten-fold.

Severus felt his young lover’s climax spurt into his hand. He slowed his ministrations and finally stopped when Harry went limp on top of him. Neither man moved. Harry’s breathing came in labored gasps as he tried to recover. His whole body felt boneless in the orgasmic bliss that followed his release.

“Harry…Harry…Are you ok?” Snape asked after a few moments.

The young man on top of him grunted and laid his head back. He tried to lift his hand up to put it on Severus’ face, managing to lift it a few inches only to drop it again. His breathing evened out and soon Snape realized that Harry was asleep. He grumbled because he knew that without magic there was no way he was going to be able clean up the sticky mess they’d made without getting up and going to the bathroom.

After ten more minutes, Severus decided to try to maneuver Harry up enough so he could get out of the bed without jostling the young man too much. Once up, he was still not sure how he managed to get out from under the other man in the bed.

Snape washed the remnants of Harry’s orgasm from his hands and grabbed a washcloth. After running it under the warm water, he took it back to the room to try to clean Harry up. Surprisingly, Harry did not have much semen on himself at all. Severus gently wiped down the sleeping man’s thighs and threw the cloth in the pile of dirty clothes in the corner before sliding under the down comforter.

Harry sighed contentedly in his sleep as the older man put his arm around him. Some time in the night, the younger man crawled under the covers and moved as close to the warm body next to him as possible.

At 5:30AM Harry rolled over with a groan. He snuggled up next to Snape and trailed his arm from the man’s thigh up to his slender waist. His hand snaked its way up to the toned chest of the potions master where immediately it was grasped and their fingers twined together. He lay there for some time enjoying the hard body pressed next to his and silently willing his hangover away.

After an undetermined amount of time Harry finally extracted himself from his lover and got up. He padded into the kitchen naked and fixed himself some coffee. For reasons known only to god, tea would not get rid of his hangovers like coffee. He grabbed his cup and lit the five pillar candles on the dining table. He wanted just enough light to see, but not enough to aggravate his pounding head. Then he put in one of his Enya CD’s and sat down in his chair.

After two cups of strong black coffee, and some Tylenol, his headache started to recede. He spied the computer still sitting on the table and decided to take a quick look at this website his neighbor’s suggested.

After booting up the laptop and getting on the internet, he found what he was looking for. Chuckling, he thought, The Silver Snitch, hmmm…a rather appropriate name for a site publishing stories of a homoerotic nature, and all of them based on people I know!!

He sifted through many of the well written stories; chuckling at the humor in them and sitting there with his mouth gaping open at some of the situations some of the authors put him and his friends in. Harry smiled at some of the handles the authors used and clicked on some stories simply because of that. He found a title that sounded amusing, and clicked on it only after he saw the list of characters. Wizard’s poker, he thought to himself, this ought to be pretty good considering its got Sev, Malfoy, and Lockhart in it!

After reading the first few paragraphs Harry was wearing a stupid grin. Minerva drinking Irish Cream…I wonder if anyone knows cat nip tea is all she needs to start giggling like a second year! I can’t imagine what anything stronger would do!

As he sat there reading, his smile became a quiet chuckle and by the end turned into a side splitting laugh that he simply could not let out for fear of waking Severus. He sat there with his head in his arms on the table holding in the guffaw that was trying to escape.

Unbeknownst to Harry, Severus woke about half an hour before and he finally decided to get up. He walked down the hall and stopped. He saw the younger man sitting at the table with his head down and his shoulders shaking. Bloody fucking hell, Snape thought to himself, Potter’s having himself a good cry because he got drunk last night and gave a blow job to the ‘greasy git.’ With a sigh he said, “No use crying over spilled potion, Potter, what happened, happened.”

Startled, Harry lifted his head. All the older man saw was the tear streaked face of his flat mate and the glittering of unshed tears in his eyes before Harry burst out laughing. He gave the younger man a puzzled look and got some semblance of an explanation between gasps of air.

Pointing to the computer Harry gasped out, “It’s…*gasp* story I…*gasp* read it!”

Snape lifted his eyebrow as he watched Harry settle down. “Would you care to say that again; in English this time?”

The young raven-haired man chuckled and shook his head. Taking a steadying breath he said, “I just read the funniest story ever, Sev. You’re one of the main characters. You have to sit and read it!”

Severus grunted, “Not until I have my tea, Harry.”

Harry got up and started the water for tea and was still chuckling and shaking his head. When he got done, he put the older man in front of the computer and scrolled back up to the top of the page. “Just a Friendly Little Game of Wizard’s Poker,” Severus mused. “I like the title.”

It wasn’t long until Severus Snape was smirking. Harry’s chuckles quickly turned to a hearty laugh as he read through it again. By the end both men had dissolved to tears of laughter. “For some reason,” Harry giggled, “I could see you trying to Avada Lockhart! And trying to use the Cruciatus!”

“I found the chicken dance hex to be rather humorous, myself. The thought of Lucius sucking his pinky and ultimately passed out is…well, I’ll never be able to look at him again without thinking about it!”

Again both men fell into a fit of giggles. Harry excused himself to bathe and ready for the day and left Snape to read some more. In no time he was back in the dining room wearing a pair of baggy shorts and flip flops.

He stretched languidly on the couch as the older man decided to get ready. Harry flipped on the news wanting to catch up on the world around him. It was no time until his flat mate had bathed and changed into something more appropriate.

“So, what do you want to do today?” Harry asked.

Severus shrugged. “I don’t know; what do you normally do with your days?”

Harry chuckled. “Well, some days I go down to the park and feed the ducks. Other days I visit the library. Sometimes, though, I just like to sit here and do nothing all day. I think we should get out today though. It’s beautiful!”

The younger man ran to his room and threw on a T-shirt, baseball cap, and his trainers and walked back out. His shirt with the phrase ‘I’m irresponsible, immature, and lazy, BUT I’M FUN’ coupled with his baggy jean shorts and black hat with a bio-hazard symbol contrasted starkly with the older man’s deep blue silk shirt and black linen trousers. Snape looked the young man up and down and shook his head with a smirk.

“What?” Harry asked noticing the other man’s appraising eye.

“Bit of an odd couple, don’t you think, Jonathan?” Was the only thing the older man said as they walked toward the door.

Harry grinned evilly, though his eyes were full of mirth, “We can always go shopping again.”

Severus eyes grew wide in disbelief. “No, I think I’ve got plenty of clothing. There’s no need to go shopping.”

They walked to a park near the apartment and found a bench near the lake. There were many people out enjoying the sun and the warm weather. The two talked about many subjects, both obviously avoiding talking about the night before.

Harry moved toward the lake and sat under the shade of a small oak. Severus followed and leaned casually against the tree. “I’d never have imagined that being idle could be so peaceful,” Snape mused.

Smiling the sitting man answered, “Well, honestly, most days I’m not really idle, but then, living by myself, I had to do something to keep myself from going insane. You know, this park is a great place to meet people. Most of those around us are regulars around here.”

“What do you do to pass the time?”

Harry stood, brushed himself off, and motioned the long haired man to follow him. “Usually after my workout every morning, I clean the flat, do laundry, you know, house stuff. I’ve taken a few art classes, just to pass the time. Most days, I sit at a little coffee shop and either read or people watch. Either that or I come here.

“Most of my evenings are filled with Thad and Sean. I swear, I don’t know how those two work all day and then party until all hours of the day and night like they do!”

It was almost lunchtime and Harry lead Severus to his favorite Bistro. The waitress brought them menus and smiled at Harry. “Will you be having your usual, Jonathan?”

He smiled and shook his head. Snape raised an eyebrow. “What?” Harry asked. “This is my favorite place to eat lunch. They have the best lasagna you’ll ever put in your mouth.”

Severus shook his head and smiled. “I’ll have what he’s having, then,” he instructed the waitress.

She brought back two glasses of red wine and a basket of bread sticks for the men to begin with. Harry asked Snape about his hobbies and what he did ‘for fun.’ Those questions sparked a new conversation where both men talked animatedly. Their conversation continued through the main course and the shared banana split they had for dessert. Neither saw the pair of pale blue eyes following their every movement.

Harry paid their bill and they walked back to the flat in silence. He kicked his flip flops behind the door as he closed it and made his way to the couch. “So, Sev, what do you want to do this afternoon?”

The older man picked up the remote control and flopped down in ‘Harry’s chair’. “I say we watch a DVD.”

Grinning, Harry asked, “How about another Trilogy?”

Severus shook his head as Harry took a DVD from a black box. “What movie is it?”

As he pushed play on the machine, Harry turned and answered, “Star Wars.”

As the movies started, Harry left Severus to watch it as he popped some popcorn. When done, Harry took the bowl back in the living room and curled up on the couch. As soon as Snape realized what Harry had, he sat on the opposite end of the couch, and with every handful of popcorn he reached for, he scooted closer to Harry. Soon the men were shoulder to shoulder enjoying popcorn and every alien and swipe of light saber that ensued.

Somewhere around the middle of the movie, Harry’s doorbell rang. He grinned as he handed Snape the half eaten bowl of popcorn and answered it. Who he was met with was not who he was expecting.

“Hi, Jonathan,” said the young man.

Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “What do you want Benjamin?”

“You know what I want,” was the reply.

“Benji, we’ve been through this every three months for the past two years. I don’t want to be with you any more. You drink too much, and you can’t hold your temper. Why must you bother me?”

“Jon you know I love you. Why not just give me another chance?”

Harry’s eyes narrowed. “Look Benji, when I want to be with someone who takes out every little thing on me then I’ll call you. When I want to have to stay in my flat for two weeks because you decided it would be fun to beat the crap out of someone, I’ll call you. Until then, the best thing you can do is get the hell out of my life.”

Severus walked up behind Harry and heard his last statement. He observed the young man in the door. The older wizard took in the dark olive skin and bleached out hair, the perfect smile, and pale, ice blue eyes of Harry’s ex-lover. “Is there a problem?”

“No, Bran, there’s no problem, Benji was just leaving,” Harry ground out in a dangerously low tone.

Benji observed the dark man behind the object of his desire. He noted the business-like attire and the large, crooked nose, and the long locks of the other man. He smirked. “Actually, I wasn’t. I came over to ask Jon here to dinner tomorrow night.”

Noticing the slighter wizard’s stiff posture, Severus stepped up and put his arm around his waist. “I believe that will be quite impossible. Jon is having dinner with me tonight and possibly for the rest of eternity.”

Harry’s arm snaked around this lover’s waist as he spoke. He watched Severus look Benjamin in the eye and give him his most fearsome glare.

The blonde man visibly flinched under the intense gaze, but he made no attempt to move. Severus looked down at Harry’s expression and chuckled to himself at the play of emotions ranging from lust to anger to hatred directed toward the young man in the door. He leaned down and kissed Harry’s temple and looked at Benji. “Good evening Benjamin, Jonathan and I have things to do. Please, don’t bother us again.”

With that, he slammed the door and locked the deadbolt. Harry jumped at the sound of the door slamming and tried to step away from his flat mate with a blush rising up on his face and mumbled thanks. Severus pulled the young man closer. He leaned down and whispered into Harry’s ear, “Trouble finds you even in the muggle world, doesn’t it?”

The question was lost on Harry as he pulled back and looked into the older man’s eyes. They glittered with lust as he pulled the young man closer.

Their lips met in a gentle kiss. Harry pulled back and smiled shyly. “Thank you,” he whispered. Severus reached down to kiss him again, but Harry stopped him with a single finger on his lips. “Let’s not go too fast, especially with psychos like Ben lurking around.”

Snape was disappointed, but he relented. It had only been about twenty-fours since he moved in. He cleared his throat before he stepped back and said, “Well, I do believe we have a movie to finish.”

They moved back into the living room and again sat shoulder to shoulder eating popcorn again. As the movie ended, there came another knock on the door. Harry sighed as he handed the empty bowl to Severus. The young wizard could hear the playful banter of his neighbors before he got to the door and opened it with a grin. “You two sound like an old married couple! Come in! Bran and I just finished watching ‘Star Wars’.”

The couple swept in and grabbed Harry by an arm each and marched him into the living room. Sean smirked as he said, “Jon, we’re going to a D&S club tonight. You and Branan want to go? You can wear that hot little pink number.”

It was Snape’s turn to smirk. He leveled his gaze as Harry as he spoke to Sean. “We’d love to go, isn’t that right, pet?”

Harry blushed as Snape ran his hand under his chin. He cut his eyes at the couple and they were both beaming. Thad walked over to the table and grabbed his laptop as the two walked out chuckling. Sean poked his head back in the apartment and yelled, “We’ll be back before ten!” Then he closed the door with a snap and made his way back to his and Thad’s apartment.

The young wizard had a goofy grin on his face as he looked at his flat mate. “That was wrong in so many ways I don’t even know where to begin.”

Severus laughed at a still blushing Harry. “So,” he said stretching out, “tell me more about this ‘hot little pink number’.”

Harry shook his head and went into the kitchen to make something to eat. At nine, their neighbors showed up ready to go to the club. They waltzed in to find Harry sitting at Severus’ feet on the floor. Sean almost fainted with glee when Harry looked up at him. “Oh, Jonathan! Red vinyl is definitely you! Tell me, where did you get that sexy body harness?”

Thad smacked his lover on the arm. “Jon, you are definitely the picture of a pet. Oh! Is that a new nipple ring and collar?”

Harry blushed as Severus never stopped running his hand through his hair. “I’ve had the harness for a while now, but couldn’t decide when to wear it.”

He rubbed the pewter snake that appeared to slither through his nipple as he looked down. “I got this a few weeks ago, but I just haven’t worn it,” he answered with a grin.

Severus stood and took in his ‘pet’. Harry was playing the part of submissive perfectly. The red vinyl hot pants he wore left nothing to the imagination. Severus decided that a harness would be better than wearing a shirt, even though Harry protested that he felt naked. The older wizard was most proud of the collar, though. His companion informed him that it was the first collar he’d ever bought, and it was what was referred to as a ‘waterfall’ collar. He had Harry leave his brown contacts out so he could lose himself in the emerald depths that Harry called eyes.

Severus held out his hand and helped the young man up and attached a leash to the ring in the middle of the harness. “Shall we, Gentlemen?” Severus asked with a devilish grin as he led Harry out of the door.

Sean squealed with delight and slipped his arm around Harry’s waist. “He’s definitely a keeper, Jon.”

Harry rolled his eyes and snorted with laughter. They chatted away for the rest of the walk to the club. Once there, they found a booth near the back and sat in it. Thad and Sean immediately went to the bar and got themselves a drink. Severus, however, did not let Harry. The younger man pouted. Gently, Severus lifted his chin and looked into his eyes. “Do you not remember what I told you last night, pet?”

Understanding dawned in Harry’s eyes at the question and he shook his head with a smile. “Good,” his ‘master’ answered, “Now, go back to that sexy pout.”

They sat there for some time listening to the music and watching the antics of the couple across from them when Harry announced, “I’ve got to go to the little ‘pet’s’ room, I’ll be right back.”

Severus slid out and took the leash, leading Harry. Upon entering, they saw the back a bleached blonde head over the door of one of the stalls. It’s Benji, Harry mouthed to the older man. Snape put one finger up to his lips signaling Harry to be quiet. It was not long before Benji begun spouting expletives and moaning. It was obvious that he was not the only person in the stall and that he was being serviced quite well.

Grimacing, Harry moved toward another stall but his companion stopped him and pointed. Right before their very eyes, Benjamin’s hair started to lengthen and turn true platinum blonde. His broad shoulders began to shrink a bit and he got several inches shorter. The young wizard’s eyes grew large as the transformation began to take place. Quickly, he pulled his lover into the stall he was trying to get to.

“Severus,” he whispered, “its Malfoy! You’ve got to get to Dumbledore, now!”

Snape shook his head. “I’m not leaving you here defenseless. God damned that man and his no magic and no wands! If Lucius sees either of us, we’re as good as dead.”

Harry quickly answered with, “I can do wandless magic; you’ve got to go. I can keep him here and bound while you get the aurors and Albus. Go!”

Growling, the older wizard replied, “Fine, but you better know what you’re doing.”

With a hard kiss Severus swept from the stall and out of the building. Harry locked the stall door and listened with a disgusted frown as Lucius talked dirty to whoever was giving him head. After what seemed like an eternity, the blonde man climaxed mumbling something about a ‘naughty pet’. Harry took a deep breath and steeled his nerves as he heard a zipper. When he stall door opened, the young wizard heard a voice he never thought he’d hear again.

Harry stepped out of his stall and looked up to find Lucius Malfoy staring down into the gray eyes of a brunette Draco Malfoy. They both looked up at him, surprise on their faces as he smirked, “Petrificus Totalus.”

He shoved them both in the stall he’d been occupying as he waited for his companion and the Order to return.

Meanwhile…

Severus left the club and ran into the dark alley and aparated to Grimmuald Place. He ran up the steps and threw open the door to the house. Running into the kitchen, he was met with a dozen pair of eyes. As soon as everyone registered who’d just ran through the door, eleven jaws dropped and one pair of blue eyes began to twinkled madly.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the sight of Severus Snape in skin hugging black leather pants and a midnight blue silk shirt with a spiked collar around his neck. “Harry’s got Malfoy,” is all he said before everyone jumped into action.

Ron, Hermione, and Remus all jumped up and shouted, “What?”

Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and Minerva sat up and bellowed, “Where?”

Moody, Arthur and Molly Weasley, Charlie and Bill moved toward leather clad wizard and yelled, “Show us!”

Dumbledore, ever serene in the face of danger, quietly chuckled and asked, “Which club?”

Ignoring everyone’s shouts, Snape smirked as he answered Dumbledore’s question, “The Dirty Rider.”

Dumbledore smiled benignly and swept past Severus. Everyone followed the wizened wizard out of the house and aparated to the club. Once everyone got there, Severus made his way in. Everyone else was going to barge in behind him before Albus stopped them. “Ah, I don’t believe we can all just waltz in there dressed as we are. Miss Tonks and Kingsley, please follow me. I’m afraid I’m going to have to transfigure our attire to something a bit more appropriate.”

With that, Dumbledore waved his wand and his pale blue robes with comets shooting across them became a pair of tan leather pants and a lime green poet shirt. Tonks suddenly was wearing a lace-up corset dress and thigh high boots. Kingsley’s robes transformed into patent leather pants and a white silk shirt.

They made their way into the club and to the back. Tonks almost choked when she saw Harry standing next to the sink in his hot pants and eye liner. He waved his hand and opened the far stall. There stood an immobilized Lucius and Draco, still wearing the bewildered looks they’d given Harry.

Dumbledore gave Harry and Severus their wands back after he clapped Harry on the shoulder. “Well done my boys! Very well done!”

Harry had a look of horror on his face. “I dated him. Why didn’t he kill me when we were going out?”

Chuckling, the oldest wizard said, “I do believe that he wanted to try to sway you away from the light, Harry. You have nothing to worry about now, though. And, you managed to catch Draco tonight, also. When he broke out of Azkaban several months ago, we feared that we’d never see him again. Harry, would you like to see your friends?”

The young wizard’s eyes lit up at the question. “Really?”

He shook his head, “Yes, they are all outside.”

Harry bolted from the room. “I don’t think he realizes what a shock it’s going to be for his friends to see him dressed up,” Severus commented wryly.

The dark haired wizard followed his younger counterpart. When he reached the alley, he observed everyone’s reaction to Harry’s club garb. Hermione was practically drooling all over herself. All of the Wealsey’s and Minerva were gaping at Harry and each other. Remus just smirked.

Harry flushed at his state of dress, or lack thereof, and moved to hug Hermione. She squealed and wrapped her arms around her friend. “You look a lot different than last time I saw you Harry,” she giggled.

Rubbing his hand across her growing belly he smiled. “I could say the same thing about you, Hermione.”

She reached up and ran a fingernail across his nipple ring. “Think you could talk Ron into getting one of these?”

Harry looked at Ron, still gaping at his friend, and said, “I don’t think it’ll happen any time soon Hermione.”

At this point, Dumbledore emerged from the club to announce that the Malfoy’s had been taken care of. No one paid him any attention as he made the announcement but Harry and Severus. Clapping his hands together, the young, scantily clad wizard said, “Well, since that’s taken care of, let’s go to my flat for a spot of tea and a celebration. It’s just around the block.”

Smirking, Severus stepped up and took the leash that was still attached to Harry’s harness and led the way. In just a few minutes, the fourteen of them were entering the apartment. “Severus,” he asked, “would you be so kind as to start the tea while I get into something more…presentable?”

The older wizard laughed. “It would be my pleasure.”

Harry told everyone to make themselves comfortable as he made his way to his room. Two minutes later he was padding through the house in a black t-shirt that read, ‘Remember my name. You’ll be screaming it later’ and a pair of jean shorts.

Ron walked into the kitchen where his friend and ex-teacher were gathering up cups and begun to help. “Mate, did I see a phoenix on your back?”

Lifting up his shirt, Harry answered, “That’s what it is Mate. It’s kept me from going berserk all of these years.” Smiling he added, “I did it to remind myself why I was where I was.”

Everyone sat and caught up with what had been going on in Harry’s life since he’d been gone. He told them about his neighbors and some of his new muggle interests like clubbing. It was nearly 2AM when everyone finally filed out of the apartment. Before he walked out of the door, Dumbledore said, “Harry, Severus, it looks like it won’t be too long before you’ll both be able to come back to the wizarding world. I hope no more than two weeks. I’m going to keep a close eye on any Death Eater activity and see if it slows down since you captured Lucius. I’ll be in touch.”

They expressed their excitement at being able to get back to using magic and said their goodbyes to the older man and Harry closed the door. Immediately, two pale hands grabbed him by the waist and pulled him flush with the larger man behind him. “Who do you think surprised them more tonight, you or me?”

“I do believe I heard the term ‘sexy’ applied to you tonight more than once. If I had to venture a guess, Severus, I’d say you did.”

He let out a deep chuckle and answered, “My reputation is ruined.”

At that admission, Harry laughed. “I don’t think you have to worry about anything being ruined unless a student gets in Dumbledore’s penseive or something.”

Severus maneuvered them through the apartment down to Harry’s room and asked one final question before they stepped through the door. “You don’t think your neighbors will be mad that we left them tonight, do you?”

Turning in his lover’s arms, the slight man answered, “I wouldn’t worry about it. I’ve left there early before. They’ll just think we came back here to shag.”

Quirking an eyebrow, the older man asked, “You mean that’s not what we came back here to do?”

Harry rolled his eyes and gave a mock sigh. “Of course that’s what we came back here to do! With all that’s happened I seriously need a good shag.”

Snape scooped him up and tossed him on the bed before appraising him with a feral smirk on his face. Harry knew he was in for the ride of his life that night in celebration of finally freeing the wizarding world of the Malfoy’s, and for ensuring his and his ex-potion’s master’s ultimate freedom. Life was good.