Two Wrongs Make a Right?

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Chapter 3 Killing Time


He looked around the club, while sipping his drink. He was not planning to leave alone tonight. He had his standard hotel room ready and he would find someone to share it with. This was a trendy muggle bar that was full of hot young bodies writhing on the dance floor. He watched couples who groped each other in the shadows and rubbed against each other on the dance floor.

The bartender brought him another drink, this one pink and foamy. “This one is from the young woman at the end of the bar”

Harry looked where he directed and raised the glass to the attractive blond. It took him a moment to figure out why she looked so familiar. He crossed the room and sat next to her. “Parkinson?”

“Potter.” Pansy greeted him with a smirk

“Do I dare ask why you are in a muggle bar buying Harry Potter, of all people, a drink?”

Pansy took a deep swig from her own pink foamy drink and gave him a sad half smile.

“Potter, I am buying you a drink because of the speech that you gave in front of the Wizengamot supporting the families of death-eaters. I am in a muggle club, because, I am no longer welcome in the wizarding world.”

Harry looked at her with a self depreciating smile. “You know, Pansy; all I was looking for was to get laid tonight. My failure to change the course of the vengeful government is not really a proud moment for me. Did they leave you anything?”

Pansy looked him up and then slowly re-scanned his body back down. “Well, Potter, I wouldn’t discount the possibility of getting laid. I would imagine that anyone in this place would jump at the opportunity.” She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “To answer your question, I would be destitute if it wasn’t for the generous acts of a friend.”

“Speaking of your friends, would it be hideous of me to ask if you know what happened to Malfoy?”

“Perhaps not hideous, but I don’t intend to answer.” She let her voice take on a haughty tone. “We snakes must retain a certain amount of solidarity and mystery, don’t you think?”

“Indeed, Pansy, I do see your point. I would remind you, however, that I speak Parseltongue. I can speak to, understand, and usually coerce snakes.”

Pansy gave let out a soft chuckle. “Well not this one.”

“Fair enough, Pansy. Do me a favor though, if you see him tell him…” Harry stopped mid sentence. ‘Tell him I am obsessed with him? Tell him that I miss the rivalry? Tell him what? “Thank you for the drink. I am going to go mingle if you don’t mind.”

Pansy dipped her head in acknowledgement and with a puzzled look on her face, watched him join the crowd next the dance floor.

It didn’t take long for people to seek him out. He danced with anyone who asked and made an almost obscenely sexy picture on the dance floor. “I don’t suppose that you swing my way do you?” A masculine voice whispered in his ear. Harry turned to see an attractive man with golden blond hair, a deep tan, and light blue eyes.

“I could possibly be persuaded.” Harry breathed back.

“Let me buy you a drink while I think of someway to persuade you.”

“Lead on.”

Once again at the bar, Harry scanned it briefly looking to see if Pansy was still there, but did not see her.

“You probably won’t have to try too hard to clarify my position on this topic.” Harry stated thoughtfully while starring at the man’s muscular thighs.

“No?”

“No. I think that all I will require is your name.”

“Phew. I was afraid I was going to have to pass a test or something. My name is Randy. It is nice to meet you.”

“Harry and the pleasure is mine. I have a room across the street. Would you like to join me?”

Randy took Harry’s hand and led him from the club.

The minute they were behind the closed door in Harry’s hotel room, Randy laid claim to Harry’s mouth backing him up till his legs hit the bed. They flopped unceremoniously onto it. “My God you are hot. I can’t believe that I get to touch you.” Randy breathed before sucking and licking Harry’s neck. Harry moaned and rolled them over so that he was staring down at the other man.

He straddled Randy and began to open the buttons on his shirt, kissing every inch of skin that he exposed. When Harry had finally rid them of their clothing he went back to giving the blond a tongue bath. He dipped his tongue in his navel and then followed the trail of hair down to his straining erection. He took him into his mouth slowly swallowing his entire length. Starting slowly he bobbed his head up and down while stroking his balls with one hand and rubbing his ass with the other. It wasn’t long before Randy was crying out his release. Harry swallowed every drop and licked his lips savoring the flavor. He reached for the lubricant that he had left on the nightstand before heading to the club. Slicking his fingers he prepared the man beneath him.

“How do like it?” Harry’s voice was husky with lust as he raised Randy’s ankles over his shoulders.

“Enter in one motion and then hard and fast.”

Harry nodded and lubed his erection before thrusting deeply into the man beneath him. He paused until it was clear that there was no discomfort before thrusting repeatedly into the man’s warm willing body. It didn’t take long for him to shudder and cum deeply inside Randy. He rolled onto his back to recover.

Randy leaned over Harry for his boxers. “That was fucking awesome.” He whispered as he leaned down to get a kiss. “Do you want me to be here in the morning?”

“Not really. I hope you don’t mind.”

“No, I understand. I will take off now.” He hopped off of the bed and gathered the rest of his clothing, dressed and prepared to leave.

Harry rolled onto his side and watched. “Thank you for a wonderful evening, Randy.”

“You’re welcome. See you around.”

Feeling strangely unsatisfied, Harry finally fell into a fitful sleep.