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Ch 35 Glamour

The show lasted over an hour; for some songs Harry had the lead, others were sung by Dex and Cord. When not singing Harry would play lead guitar; Draco decided that Harry’s guitar had to be specially made for him, due to the fact that it had the exact coloration and pattern as Harry’s eyes. Harry’s playing was just as amazing as his singing; his fingers moved nimbly over the strings in complex patterns that Draco could hardly follow. The most amazing thing was Harry’s face as he played; eyes closed, brow slightly furrowed in concentration, small smile pulling at his lips, a look of bliss Draco had decided.
A toward the end of the show Cloe slid around the table to crouch next to where Draco sat, “So, what do you think of the band? Like the music?” she asked him, leaning close so Draco could hear her.
“Yes, I like it very much.” Draco replied, not taking his eyes off of Harry, “The music is amazing.” he heard Cloe chuckle and shot a glance at her.
“Yes, the music is amazing. So is our HJ. You haven’t taken your eyes off of him since the show started, not that I blame you tho, he is definitely easy on the eyes.” She smiled brightly, nudging Draco’s shoulder lightly. “Sadly the show is almost over.” Cloe commented, a hint of humor in her voice. “However, the last song is always the best one.” Giving Draco’s shoulder another nudge, Cloe slid back to her seat shooting a wink toward Blaise before turning her attention back to the stage.

As the last cord of the song was played, Cord stepped up to her mic again raising her arms to quiet the wildly applauding crowd. “Alright, thank you. Thanks a lot. We all want to say thank you for coming tonight! And that we sincerely hope that you have enjoyed our show.” Cord looked toward Harry, who was currently setting his guitar up on a stand near the side of the stage, once it was secured Harry nodded slightly at Cord and walked back toward the center of the stage taking a mic from Dex as he passed him. “How does one more song sound to you guys?” the crowd burst into cheers, whistles and catcalls, Cord smiled and nodded her approval. “One more song it is then.” She immediately stepped back from her own mic, a quick glance back at Harry, and began to play. (http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/3doorsdown/letmego.html)

Harry sang, mic gripped tightly in his left hand, the cable in his right. Draco smiled to himself at how perfectly the lyrics to the song fit harry, and wondered to himself if Harry had in fact written the song himself. The crowd was captivated, all eyes were focused on Harry as he wove the song for them. They all watched as Harry’s already exceptionally green eyes, seemed to glow with passion as he sang, those amazing emeralds continually sweeping the audience as though trying to connect with every single one of them with this last song. When the last words of the song left his mouth, Harry dropped the mic from his left hand, swinging it slightly by the cord in his left as he turned to walk off stage, dropping the mic to the stage as his bandmates played the last chord, just before he disappeared behind the curtain.
If he didn’t know any better Draco would have thought that there was an explosion in the room; every single person was suddenly on their feet cheering, including himself and his godfather. The stage lights had dimmed slightly when the band had exited the stage, the crowd became continually louder, peaking when the stage lights brightened again. Each member of the band, exited the curtain smiling broadly at the crowd as they cheered; Loki and Lucas first, both slightly pushing eachother onto the stage laughing, followed by Dex who just raised an eyebrow at the sudden increase in catcalls from a particular table near the front. Cord walked out winking down at Cloe and blowing her a kiss, she made her way to the front of the stage and joined her band mates who all turned in unison toward the curtain.
Harry exited the curtain, the stage lights now up Draco could clearly see what was different about him, he was wearing a glamour again. This time it didn’t cover his piercings; it covered his faint lightning bolt scar, paled his skin slightly, and changed his eyes to a more hazel green than their usual emerald shade. Draco had to say, as much as he enjoyed Harry’s natural looks, the glamour didn’t take anything away from them, he was still damn hot. Harry strode confidently toward his band mates, smiling out at the crowd when he reached them. Standing in a line facing the crowd, the band all bowed deeply to the crowd as they continued to cheer; coming up with broad smiles on their faces, waving. After a few minutes of waving and smiling out at the crowd the band made a second bow, before they all turned and ran off stage laughing and pushing eachother.

“Come on.” Draco looked over and saw Cloe ushering Blaise and Pansy away, “We go to the other side of the club now.” A quick wink at Draco, “It’s time to dance my friends.” Draco looked to his godfather, who gave him a nod before going back to his conversation with Ty, before following Cloe through a large double door off to the side of the stage.
When they entered, some of the audience from the show were already there; drinking, dancing, chatting away. Draco looked around as he followed his friends toward the end of the bar. Cloe leaned over the bar, placing a soft kiss on the girl behind it’s cheek, before ordering each of them a shot. The girl smiled at Cloe, in a way that said she knew something secret, and nodded, preparing their shots.
“Take this.” Cloe instructed, when she handed the shot to Draco.
“what is it?” he asked, looking at the lilac colored liquid suspiciously.
“Just trust me. It is important that you take it…” she seemed to consider the next part carefully before she spoke, looking at him meaningfully, “Harry would want you to.” Draco wasn’t sure what this meant, however that simple statement compelled him to drink it. He grimaced at the taste, shaking his head slightly.
“Yuck.” He stated, setting the shot glass down on the bar. He watched as Pansy and Blaise did the same. “Wait… why didn’t you take one?” Draco asked feeling very suspicious now, “what was that?”
“Just a little something to…. How shall we put this…” Cloe leaned her head back looking to the ceiling for a second before looking back at Draco, “It helps block Harry’s ‘Charms’.. just a little something that Severus invented to keep any embarrassing things form happening.”
“But that doesn’t explain why you didn’t take one, and why do I need to take one?” Draco felt a little angry now, okay not a little, quite angry, “He’s my mate, why would I need to block his Charms!”
“Well… that would be because we wouldn’t want you trying to fuck him right in the middle of the club, now would we?” she gestured toward Blaise and Pansy, “And we wouldn’t want your friends here getting all up on him right in front of you, now would we?”
“STILL don’t understand why YOU didn’t have to take one!” Draco growled.
“Because of two things, I am bonded thus no threat to you, and I’m part of his pack.” She leaned close to Draco whispering in his ear, “Draco, you are going to find out tonight, why every one of us thinks you are one hell of a lucky guy. Part of what that shot will do, will help you from getting… jealous over what happens.” Giving him a quick one armed hug, “all you need to remember is… he is going home with you, not anyone else. You are a lucky, lucky man.” Cloe smiled and pushed off of the bar, “Alright, I’ve got to go meet up with the kids. The bar has a tab for you guys, no worries about that. Dance, drink, and mostly just have some fun.” Cloe winked at Draco again and walked away.

Harry had quickly changed his clothes into something he found more suitable for dancing, and was standing in front of the mirror checking himself out. His black tank top hitting just the waist of his pants to display the studded belt with numerous chains. His leather pants hung low on his hips, fitting his firm ass and thighs snugly before flaring slightly around his ankles. Dance worn black Doc Martins completed his outfit as well as his black and silver gauntlets. He was just pulling his hair back in a leather strap when he heard Cord chuckling in the doorway.
“Leave it down. You look more delicious that way, he’ll love it.” She grinned, “You look sinful Harry.”
“Well, I’m here to do my thing, I might as well do it right.” Harry said laughing at himself, tossing the strap back on his bag. “Besides, I like these pants,” he turned slightly to show Cord his butt, “I mean look how great my ass looks in them.”
“Yea, Harry, I know how well those pants work with your… ASSets.” She grinned, “I helped you pick them out, shows your tat off great when you take off your shirt. So you might as well accent something near the tat to draw attention there.”
“No I don’t think that’s it.” Harry said, stalking toward Cord, “I think you just like looking at my ass, and wanted an excuse to stare at it for an afternoon.” Harry stopped close to her. “You know I’m right Cordalina, you and Cloe both.”
“Oh yes painboy, I have a thing for your ass. And I want it out here now, so that we can do this thing.” Cloe said as she walked up behind Cord wrapping her arms around the other girl, placing her chin on her shoulder. “I already talked to Starr, the boys have had their drinks, and it’s time to dance.” She winked at Harry, “I’m ready for the release HJ.”
“Let’s do this.” Harry’s eyes gleamed and a wicked grin spread across his face. “Let’s have some release.” Harry chuckled as he walked past the two giggling girls in the doorway.


Draco stood leaning against the bar, head bobbing slightly with the music pulsing through the club, watching as his two best friends danced not that far away. A sudden presence next to him caused Draco to turn his head, an odd sigh of relief flooded over him when he saw that it was only his godfather and Ty finally joining them.
“What took you two so long?” Draco asked, a pale eyebrow raised in his godfather’s direction.
“We were just having a chat, nothing to worry about.” Severus said with a smile, while Ty rolled his eyes behind the other man’s back.
“Yea, just a little chat, that’s all.” Ty mocked. “I didn’t know getting picked over for information was a little chat.”
“It has been known to be, yes.” Severus said, glaring at the other man, before turning toward Draco again. “I see our little friends had not made an appearance yet.” Eyeing Draco, “Did Cloe have you take the shot?”
“Yes, she gave one to all of us.” Severus nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. “She said that you made it, and that it would keep us from wanting to jump Harry. I asked her why I would want to stop that feeling, she seemed to think that it would also keep me in line as far a jealousy as well.” Draco looked at Severus with narrowed eyes. “Why would I need a potion at a dance club?” at this question, Ty grinned.
“OH, you didn’t tell me he had never been, Snape.” Ty threw his head back and laughed deeply. “Oh this is going to be good. I’m so glad that Cloe invited me tonight.” He continued to chuckle to himself, leaning around Severus closer to Draco, “You need it, Mr. Draco, because as his mate… if you didn’t take that shot… you would be even more affected than the rest of us by Harry… and our little Harry would not be leaving here tonight with his… innocence intact.” Ty grinned again. “I’ve been here for this little… display.. many times, Draco… for most of the people here,” he gestured around the club in general, “the experience, even if they are pretty well unaware of it, is the best one that they will ever have.” Ty’s eyes wandered off and became slightly dazed, “I only wonder what it would be like to be you, have someone with that power at their fingertips… I can only imagine the things that he will be able to do with the gift in bed…..” he was cut off here when Severus, not so discreetly, elbowed him in the side. Ty blinked a couple of times, “Sorry… just curious… no harm meant… he’s just a very interesting young man is all.” Ty looked apologetically at Draco.
“So, how do you know Harry exactly?” Draco asked, eyes flashing.
“Well, we met through Cloe.” Ty paused for a second. “have you seen his tattoos?” Draco nodded, “That’s how we met, Cloe brought him into my shop for the first time a little over a year ago.”
“So you work in a tattoo parlor?” Draco nearly laughed, not a respectable job in the least.
“Hardly,” Ty scowled, crossing his arms across his chest, “I am an artist, I merely use the human body as my canvas.” A wicked grin crossed his face, “Do you want to know why Cloe and I call him Painboy?” he now chuckled at the look on Draco’s face, “No, I suppose you wouldn’t…. he is probably the only person I’ve ever had actually get off on getting a tattoo. That’s how he discovered he likes pain. The sounds he made, you can’t even imagine…” Draco growled and lunged forward around Severus reaching for Ty.
“Ty, shut up.” Severus snarled stepping between the two men, “Draco, calm down.” Severus said, pleadingly, “He’s just trying to get a rise out of you.” Ty began laughing.
“A rise. That’s great, Snape. What a phrase to use.” Ty laughed harder. Draco struggled in his godfather’s grip, continually growling.
“How dare you speak of him like that!!” Draco roared, struggling fiercely, “Let me go Sev, I am going to rip him apart.”
“Draco, stop.” Severus looked over his shoulder at the other man, “Go for a walk, Tyler! Take a walk!” Severus watched as Ty walked away before turning to look at Draco again. “He is just trying to get to you.”
“Well it’s working!! How could he say that!! That’s my mate he is talking about!” Draco screeched.
“Draco, I know how many people have told you that Harry is special. I also know that Harry talked to you and, at least in his own misguided way, tried to explain what he is to you.” Draco calmed slightly, listening to his godfather. “What you need to understand is that this,” gesturing around the club with one hand, “What happens here… what you will witness tonight… it’s something quite amazing.” Severus looked deeply into Draco’s eyes, “And you get to have that, for your own, to share it with him, alone. so all you learned, in a most uncouth way, from Ty is a little more information about Harry.” Severus’ eyes gleamed, “You are a Slytherin, take that information and use it. Don’t be upset with Ty, he can’t help it that Harry is amazing.”
“No one gets Harry but me.” Draco stated.
“And all you need to do is remember that. Now calm down, here have another shot.” Severus took the shot from the bartender and handed it to Draco, “it will calm you. Just remember that he is yours, and that is all that matters.”

After a few more minutes of quiet conversation, Severus managed to completely calm Draco down, to the point that when Ty came back Draco could manage a polite nod in his direction. Ty however did apologize to Draco for what he said, saying that Severus was right and he was just trying to get to him. He bought Draco a drink, and they were able to laugh about nature and the way it makes people act sometimes.
All three men had their backs resting against the bar, looking out across the dance floor at the rhythmically moving bodies. Draco noticed that he could smell the scents of sweat mixed with alcohol and arousal on the air; then it changed in an instant, his mate was near. Draco’s head shot up to look at the trio making their way onto the dance floor, gaping at Harry’s outfit. His eyes swept over his intended’s form as the girls flanking him guided him toward the middle of the dance floor. The crowd seemed to part for them, moving to the side as they passed, some whispering to eachother, some just moving and thinking nothing of it. Reaching the middle of the dance floor, Draco watched as Harry looked up toward the DJ booth and gave a small nod, eyes glinting in the colorful lights of the club, before he turned to face his two friends grinning.
At Harry’s nod, a new song began to get mixed in the beat pulsing through the club, a song that Draco didn’t recognize, however apparently it had the desired effect because the trio immediately began to dance. The two girls slowly moved around Harry as they danced, forcing their fellow dancers to stay far enough away from him. As he danced, Harry’s face relaxed, hell, to Draco it seemed as if his whole person relaxed for possibly the first time in his memory. When the mix ended, and the requested song was playing outright, Draco watched the interaction between the three change.
Harry’s body was writhing sensually around the two girls as they danced together; Cloe pressing herself tightly into Cord as they began to grind into each other. The two girls seemed to be lost in their own world, where only they existed as they stared into each other’s eyes; Harry closed his eyes as he slowly circled the girls while he danced, the tribal drum beat spurring on his slow movements. Draco watched, transfixed, as Harry danced. He wondered if Harry had any idea how amazing he looked; Draco however was having trouble staying by the bar, he could feel through the bond that Harry was picking up the arousal in the air. That coupled with the fact that Draco could pick out the delicious scent of his mate from all those around him, as well as the fact that he really needed to feed, regardless of the potion that Severus gave him, Draco was having to literally hold onto the bar to not run out onto the floor at that moment.

He could feel it, the power was coming to him, the energy was seeping into him. Harry closed his eyes, his instincts taking over his body, and just danced. The energy crawling on his skin, he knew that if he opened his eyes, he’d be glowing now, but he kept them closed holding the power in, letting it grow. He could feel his mate’s strain through the bond, he could feel the near desperation that Draco was feeling as he watched Harry dance. This fact made Harry smile; even with the small amount of confidence that he had gained, just knowing that Draco found him attractive enough to feel this distressed made him feel good. Harry could feel the first release coming; it was pulling at the very fibers of his being, drawing out his Creature magic to the surface. Harry reached out and gently touched the back of Cloe and Cord’s necks; both girls responded by gasping and throwing their heads back. Harry opened his eyes, revealing the fact that they were now literally glowing a bright green. He blinked once before closing his eyes again, and pushing the energy down his arms and into the two girls. A soft, sparkling white light engulfed the pair for a moment, radiating from Harry’s hands into their bodies before it died. Harry let his hands drop from them and began dancing again, his eyes remaining closed, while Cloe and Cord clung tightly to each other moaning and gasping for breath.

Draco watched the display from the bar. He watched as the light appeared and faded, unsure as to what was happening. However when the girls held tightly to each other, his sensitive hearing picking up their moaning, Draco looked away from them to his godfather, who stood next to him a grin on his face, “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!” he asked loudly.
“That Draco, was release.” Severus answered smoothly, grinning at his daughter and her mate, “The first of many.”