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Adult ++
Chapters:
17
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2,688
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13
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Chapter 4
Refugee
Crossover fic: WrestlingXHarry Potter
Pairing: Shawn Michaels/Lucius Malfoy
Rated: R for now
Summary: Lucius escapes from Azkaban in the middle of Book 6, wand less, starved, helpless, and completely lost in the muggle world.
Disc: Not my men, not my show, not my book, not my anything! *sooooooooob*
Notes: Thanks to Nala, Florville and Jessie again for reviewing XD Shawn\'s a nice guy- He won\'t super kick Lucius until he\'s a little better... ;-)
Chapter 4:
Shawn had come up the stairs wincing at every step he took. The lashes on his back stung, but they\'d go away soon. Same for the bruises, and the cuts. Everything would go away. Especially the man upstairs- He hadn\'t expected Steve being so awful tonight; it was a good thing he drugged the blonde after all. He didn\'t need to hear that, no matter how nasty he was.
He sighed a little and went to the bathroom, washing up and disinfecting some of the deeper lacerations. He frowned to himself looking at his reflection. He still looked like his beautiful self, with soft, strawberry blonde hair, piercing blue-gray eyes, and handsome face- it was just a little more worked than usual. He couldn\'t sleep because his house guest hollered at him sometimes every hour on the hour all night long.
Even if a person didn\'t like Shawn, one could always say that he had the patience of a saint. Especially with children and the very sick. Both categories seemed to fit his house guest very well, in fact. What he wouldn\'t give to kick the man in the face sometimes, but the guilt would out way the satisfaction.
\"Why does he beat you?\"
Shawn jumped nearly a mile, looking to the door frame where Lucius was clutching on to for dear life. \"...You should be in bed. You\'re not strong enough to be out, and-\"
\"Answer my question!\" He demanded frowning angrily.
Shawn blinked a little- he\'d only seen his guest act in a snobbish, nasty manner so far. What a.. a sudden, powerful change in attitude. \"Because I always make him mad. I try so hard to make him happy... But everything I do is wrong.\"
\"You do everything wrong with me but I don\'t hit you.\"
Shawn rolled his eyes a little. \"Of course you don\'t. You\'re very weak right now, if you went to hurt me, I\'d have to stop you.\"
\"Then why don\'t you stop him? You\'ve got some muscle from that job of yours, and from what you\'ve told me you\'re one of the best.\"
Shawn flushed a little- he was certain that Lucius was not paying attention to him. \"Well, it\'s not that I couldn\'t... It\'s more like, Steve actually wants to be with me- nobody wants to but him.\"
The tall blonde frowned deeply. \"That\'s the biggest lie I\'ve ever heard. You\'re very attractive, even for a muggle.\"
He blinked taken back at the compliment. So far his guest had done nothing but insult, chide, and belittle him. He passed it off as British arrogance that he had come in contact with in his years of staying in the country when he was a kid. But... maybe there was another reason for it. \"You mean that?\"
\"I don\'t say things I don\'t mean, muggle.\"
\'Ah, sure. Even if it were at all possible, and even though he is an attractive man, he\'s incredibly insane.\' Shawn thought and then smiled a little. \"Well, that\'s very sweet of you. But you should be in bed.\"
\"Don\'t coddle me, I\'m not an invalid!\"
\"No, you\'re not. But you\'re still not 100%, and I can still see your bones sticking out.\" Shawn sighed and looked to him with what Lucius determined as pity.
\"Don\'t pity me, I\'m not one to be pitied!\" He spat as the shorter blonde man started herding him back to the bedroom.
\"I know, I know. You\'re very important to that dark lord whose going to kill me.\"
\"Yes, I am. And whether I like you or not won\'t matter to him, he will kill you. Nothing personal, you understand. It\'s just that you\'re a muggle.\"
Shawn gave a patronizing nod. \"Yes, I understand all right.\" Lucius should be thanking his lucky stars that he didn\'t appear a few miles down the Center for Mental Illness and Insanity was always looking for a new patient- and despite the dangerous of electroshock treatment, they used it like it was water. \"I won\'t blame you when he kills me.\"
\"Good.\"
---
My muggle had gotten me to bed- he was right, I was still weak. Just getting out of bed and standing there left me dizzy. But before I left, I had to know... I had to ask. \"Muggle... Do you like men with all that muscle? Like the bald one?\"
He stopped in the door way, his expression thoughtful. \"Huh. Never thought about it before. It always came with the package, seeing as how I normally date guys out of the fed. It\'s nice, really nice in fact. But I guess it doesn\'t really matter.\"
Of course it matters, who is he kidding?!
\"Why?\"
\"I find the dating habits of muggles very amusing.\" I said- and I do. My muggle amuses me if nothing else. It\'s no denying that he\'s attractive, in fact if I had been a muggle... No, mustn't think that way. My muggle takes care of me, but I harbor no lust for him.
\"Ah, okay.\" He smirked a little shaking his head. \"Goodnight.\"
\"Goodnight.\" I repeated and then told myself again that it was just amusement in muggle dating habits that had me so interested. Like I could have anything more with him than a brief shag. He IS a muggle, for Merlin\'s sake! But it\'s time for me to brush those things from my mind. I\'ve got other things I need to worry about than getting my muggle in the sack for a lay.
TBC
Crossover fic: WrestlingXHarry Potter
Pairing: Shawn Michaels/Lucius Malfoy
Rated: R for now
Summary: Lucius escapes from Azkaban in the middle of Book 6, wand less, starved, helpless, and completely lost in the muggle world.
Disc: Not my men, not my show, not my book, not my anything! *sooooooooob*
Notes: Thanks to Nala, Florville and Jessie again for reviewing XD Shawn\'s a nice guy- He won\'t super kick Lucius until he\'s a little better... ;-)
Chapter 4:
Shawn had come up the stairs wincing at every step he took. The lashes on his back stung, but they\'d go away soon. Same for the bruises, and the cuts. Everything would go away. Especially the man upstairs- He hadn\'t expected Steve being so awful tonight; it was a good thing he drugged the blonde after all. He didn\'t need to hear that, no matter how nasty he was.
He sighed a little and went to the bathroom, washing up and disinfecting some of the deeper lacerations. He frowned to himself looking at his reflection. He still looked like his beautiful self, with soft, strawberry blonde hair, piercing blue-gray eyes, and handsome face- it was just a little more worked than usual. He couldn\'t sleep because his house guest hollered at him sometimes every hour on the hour all night long.
Even if a person didn\'t like Shawn, one could always say that he had the patience of a saint. Especially with children and the very sick. Both categories seemed to fit his house guest very well, in fact. What he wouldn\'t give to kick the man in the face sometimes, but the guilt would out way the satisfaction.
\"Why does he beat you?\"
Shawn jumped nearly a mile, looking to the door frame where Lucius was clutching on to for dear life. \"...You should be in bed. You\'re not strong enough to be out, and-\"
\"Answer my question!\" He demanded frowning angrily.
Shawn blinked a little- he\'d only seen his guest act in a snobbish, nasty manner so far. What a.. a sudden, powerful change in attitude. \"Because I always make him mad. I try so hard to make him happy... But everything I do is wrong.\"
\"You do everything wrong with me but I don\'t hit you.\"
Shawn rolled his eyes a little. \"Of course you don\'t. You\'re very weak right now, if you went to hurt me, I\'d have to stop you.\"
\"Then why don\'t you stop him? You\'ve got some muscle from that job of yours, and from what you\'ve told me you\'re one of the best.\"
Shawn flushed a little- he was certain that Lucius was not paying attention to him. \"Well, it\'s not that I couldn\'t... It\'s more like, Steve actually wants to be with me- nobody wants to but him.\"
The tall blonde frowned deeply. \"That\'s the biggest lie I\'ve ever heard. You\'re very attractive, even for a muggle.\"
He blinked taken back at the compliment. So far his guest had done nothing but insult, chide, and belittle him. He passed it off as British arrogance that he had come in contact with in his years of staying in the country when he was a kid. But... maybe there was another reason for it. \"You mean that?\"
\"I don\'t say things I don\'t mean, muggle.\"
\'Ah, sure. Even if it were at all possible, and even though he is an attractive man, he\'s incredibly insane.\' Shawn thought and then smiled a little. \"Well, that\'s very sweet of you. But you should be in bed.\"
\"Don\'t coddle me, I\'m not an invalid!\"
\"No, you\'re not. But you\'re still not 100%, and I can still see your bones sticking out.\" Shawn sighed and looked to him with what Lucius determined as pity.
\"Don\'t pity me, I\'m not one to be pitied!\" He spat as the shorter blonde man started herding him back to the bedroom.
\"I know, I know. You\'re very important to that dark lord whose going to kill me.\"
\"Yes, I am. And whether I like you or not won\'t matter to him, he will kill you. Nothing personal, you understand. It\'s just that you\'re a muggle.\"
Shawn gave a patronizing nod. \"Yes, I understand all right.\" Lucius should be thanking his lucky stars that he didn\'t appear a few miles down the Center for Mental Illness and Insanity was always looking for a new patient- and despite the dangerous of electroshock treatment, they used it like it was water. \"I won\'t blame you when he kills me.\"
\"Good.\"
---
My muggle had gotten me to bed- he was right, I was still weak. Just getting out of bed and standing there left me dizzy. But before I left, I had to know... I had to ask. \"Muggle... Do you like men with all that muscle? Like the bald one?\"
He stopped in the door way, his expression thoughtful. \"Huh. Never thought about it before. It always came with the package, seeing as how I normally date guys out of the fed. It\'s nice, really nice in fact. But I guess it doesn\'t really matter.\"
Of course it matters, who is he kidding?!
\"Why?\"
\"I find the dating habits of muggles very amusing.\" I said- and I do. My muggle amuses me if nothing else. It\'s no denying that he\'s attractive, in fact if I had been a muggle... No, mustn't think that way. My muggle takes care of me, but I harbor no lust for him.
\"Ah, okay.\" He smirked a little shaking his head. \"Goodnight.\"
\"Goodnight.\" I repeated and then told myself again that it was just amusement in muggle dating habits that had me so interested. Like I could have anything more with him than a brief shag. He IS a muggle, for Merlin\'s sake! But it\'s time for me to brush those things from my mind. I\'ve got other things I need to worry about than getting my muggle in the sack for a lay.
TBC