Muggle Mondays

Severus Snape fumbled. He never fumbled. But how the heck did one work these zippers when one’s…package was squished tight against those vicious metal pieces. And what in the hell was he thinking making that childish bet. It was all the little brat Potter’s fault. He let out a frustrated growl. Finally he got his zipper up and looked in the mirror. He had to admit, the clothes looked pretty good.

Remus agreed. He watched as his lover worked the zipper and didn’t make a sound. Even when laughter threatened. Slowly he walked towards the potions master without a sound. He couldn’t resist reaching out to run an hand over the ass that the jeans covered so snugly.

In the next room Draco was also discovering the delights of the tight fitting Muggle clothing. Wizard robes allowed for a lot of freedom, but these jeans, they showed everything. Draco reckoned these clothes were made to show off a body such as his.

Harry sat back and smirked. Draco had been preening in front of the mirror for almost an hour, turning every which way trying to get a better look at his own body. Harry didn’t even try to be as polite as Remus. He collapsed on the bed with laughter. He too loved the way the jeans clung to Draco, outlining the lines of his legs and ass. But the look on Draco’s face was far to distracting.

Apparently, the mirror was finding the situation too much as well. “Yes dear,” Draco’s reflection commented. “You look absolutely divine. Now get the hell away. I am quite tire.”

Harry, who had just composed himself, fell back again in laughter. Draco gave him a look of disgust. Harry stood and approached his boyfriend. He grabbed his hand and pulled him to the door.

“Come on stud, almost nine. We have to meet the others.” Draco sighed but followed.

He did not get far, two steps down the stairs before he froze. As he was still holding Harry’s hand at the time, Harry was rather abruptly pulled backwards.

“What?” Harry’s look of exasperation turned to concern when he saw the wide-eyed look on Draco’s face.

“Harry! They…er…RUB!” the bond’s voice was filled with scandalous shock. Harry collapsed on the step with laughter. “I’m so glad you find this amusing.”

Harry could tell Draco was close to storming off. Quickly he stood and pulled Draco into his arms for a deep kiss. He pulled away to whisper “But just think how ready you’ll be tonight after all the . . .stimulation”

That did the trick. Draco was moving down the stairs rapidly, pulling the smaller man with him. They got to the kitchen to see Hermione and Pansy waiting. Harry had to admit, Pansy looked really good in the outfit Hermione had gotten for her.

“Where is Remus and Severus?” asked Pansy. She was looking behind Draco and Harry as if expecting to see them standing there.

“Don’t know,” shrugged Draco. “Probably Sev has flooed back to the school and refuses to be seen in public with these…pants.”

Only Draco could get away with calling the potions master Sev. Harry snickered at the image. He knew he had never seen Severus or Remus for that matter, in anything other than wizards robes. He and Hermione had gotten them both some sneakers, and plain t-shirts, black for Snape both t-shirt and jeans, and for Remus they got a Gryffindor red t-shirt and blue jeans.

“Quite nearly correct Mr. Malfoy,” came the dry comment. Harry turned quickly to see the two people in question standing in the doorway. His jaw dropped. He saw the others react in a similar manner.

‘Holy SHIT!’ Harry thought. He hoped he wasn’t drooling. ‘Who would have thought those robes were hiding THOSE bodies!’

“Kindly close your mouths before something flies into them,” snapped Snape. “Let’s get this day over with. The sooner we go the sooner it will be done with.”

Harry closed his mouth with a snap. He looked at Draco to see him staring at Harry with a slight smirk. He moved closer to him and whispered into Harry’s ear “Never knew Sev could look so damn sexy. Gotta get him into these clothes more often!”

Harry tried to glare at his boyfriend, fighting jealousy but couldn’t deny Draco’s comment.

Hermione broke the silence that had fallen, “Okay, everyone Apparate to The Leaky Cauldron.” With a pop, the group appeared at the bar and Harry and Hermione led them all to the Muggle exit.

Within minutes they were getting on a bus and headed to the zoo. Harry was nearly bouncing in his seat with excitement.

“Kindly sit STILL Mr. Potter,” Snape’s voice cut through the excited thoughts racing in Harry’s mind.

“Sorry sir,” was Harry’s automatic apology.

“Don’t apologize Harry,” said Remus quietly. He was giving his partner a silent, reproaching look. Snape sighed and rolled his eyes.

“What is it about this place that has you so excited Harry,” asked Draco. He really was curious. Harry almost never acted like this.

Harry chewed on his lip while he thought. He never told Draco, well, any of them except Hermione, anything about growing up with the Dursleys. Draco would have gone after the whole family with an Unforgivable.

Finally, he told them about the last time he had been to the zoo. He was only looking at Hermione when he told the story. He didn’t want to see the look on the others faces, but soon he was caught up in the tale, telling about how he got two treats that day because of Dudley’s sulking, how he was able to get rid of Piers and Dudley and enjoy watching the animals. He faltered when he reached the story of the snake but finally got through the whole tale.

Finally he finished his story, and looked at the others. There were varying degrees of expressions. Remus’ face was the one that caught him the most. It was one of shock and horror but also deep guilt. He knew what Remus was thinking. He grabbed his surrogate father’s hand.

“Don’t. You couldn’t know. Besides, I needed to stay there. You know that. Don’t worry, I didn’t tell you the story to upset you,” Harry felt bad that he had upset Remus. He saw Severus wrap an arm around Remus and pull him close. Harry didn’t let go of the hand he held. He just leaned closer to the two men.

“Lily and James would not blame you love,” He could hear the other man say.

“He’s right Remus,” Harry reassured his friend. Harry felt Draco’s arm on him, pulling him away from Remus.

“Let Sev take care of him. You come and take care of me,” Draco pulled Harry into his arms. Harry looked up at Draco to see that his boyfriend was also upset.

“You never talk about them. Now I guess I understand why. If that was the best day you ever had with them…” Draco’s voice was tight with anger. Harry sighed. He knew it was going to be a mistake to tell them about it.

“Can everyone please stop, don’t spoil this for me. I love the zoo. It was a great day. I want to go back and be able to do everything that I did, plus some,” he pleaded softly.

That seemed to do the trick. Draco kissed him. “Of course love.” Draco’s tone was light but above Harry’s head he and Severus exchanged a look. Hermione had leaned back to pat Harry’s knee.

“Where do you want to go first when we get there?” she asked him. She already knew the answer, but wanted to try and change the mood.

Harry perked up and looked at his best friend. “The snake. I want to see if he actually got away. Pretty sure he didn’t. But even still, I want to remember Piers and Dudley on their arses in the middle of the pen.” Harry snickered with the memory. The others laughed with him and with the laugh, the dark mood passed.

By the time the bus reached the zoo (stopping much more gracefully than the Knight Bus) Harry was bouncing in his seat again. Even Snape didn’t have the heartlessness to yell at him. Draco simply smiled indulgently.

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A/N Thanks for all the great reviews! I know the talk of the Dursley's is a bit of a downer, but hey, I have plans. And just some forwarning, if you haven't spotted it already, I plan to torture Snape. Just because it is fun. Not to worry, no wizards have been harmed in the making of this story.