Refugee

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*

Chapter 6

Shawn pulled away from Lucius in disbelief.

\"I\'m not sorry for kissing you. So if you want me to apologize, I\'m not going to.\"

\"No... No it\'s okay.\" He murmured touching his lips; Lucius\'s heat was still on them.

\"I don\'t know why I had the need to kiss you like that, but now that I have, it\'s out of my mind completely. Don\'t expect me to do that to the likes of you ever again. If I refuse to tell you my name, you\'re not going to get kissed either. It was a fluke. a mere slip on my part. I suppose some part of me finds some part of you remotely attractive- considering you\'re a muggle.\"

\"Yeah yeah, I understand completely. ... I think it\'s time for my shower.\"

\"Go ahead.\"

-

After Shawn had walked out of the room, he took a good long look at the past few minutes. Maybe it was a fluke. Just a bit of passing insanity... He pushed it out of his mind, thinking of nothing else but showering up to meet Hunter. However, while Shawn was in the bathroom Hunter did happen to come on in. Being such good friends, Shawn had thought nothing of giving him a key.

\"Shawn- Yo! You home?\" Hunter called but was greeted by the sound of a shower coming from upstairs. Figures- Shawn was always late. He shrugged and started up the stairs. He had to drop off a copy of his body building book off for the other man anyway. Not like Shawn needed any help, he\'d just requested it for summer reading.

He whistled a little as he passed by Shawn\'s empty guest room, but something struck him as odd. Like how it wasn\'t empty. \"Hey... Who are you?\"

The tall blonde with the long mane and the narrowing gray eyes turned to face Hunter with a look that screamed \'snob\'. \"I don\'t think you have any right to know that in the least.\"

\"I suppose I don\'t... But you are in my friend\'s house, and if you did happen to sneak in out of the desert I do have the right to kick your ass!\"

The two blondes narrowed in on each other, and while Hunter was physically intimidating, Lucius had his personality protecting him. Eyes bore into each other, lips curled into snarls, and when all war seemed about ready to break out, Lucius pulled away. \"You must be Hunter. Shawn talks about you alot. And I see that he\'s right about you.\"

Hunter blinked a little feeling his adrenaline sputter a little. \"What did he say?\"

\"That you have a big nose.\"

Damn Shawn. Hunter covered his nose with his hand and growled a little. \"Yeah well-- You\'re very scrawny for being almost as tall as I am.\"

Lucius gave him a shocked look. He looked down at himself- He certainately was a lot thinner than 5 years ago. He could still count most of his ribs, and his skin still looked stretched over bone when it came to his hips. Looking at Hunter... His arms were massive- not bony, his stomach looked ripped- not sallow, and his chest was a powerful mass of muscle. Not much could be said about Lucius. If only he had his wand... \"I... I... suppose I am a little thin.\"

\"Yeah. You\'re worse than a cruiser weight. Here- I brought this for Shawn to read over, but I think you can use it. It\'s about body building.\"

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So big nose thinks his little muggle recipe book will help me get a body. Well, maybe it will. I took it and looked down at the cover.
Making of the Game.

Huh. Maybe the day after Severus decides to wear pink I might pick it up for a read.

\"Looks like Shawn\'s out of the shower. We\'ll be going off to go shopping- so you might want to start reading. I don\'t know what you want with Shawn, but if it\'s anything sexual he only goes for men like me.\"

\"Things change, you know.\" I said flashing back to the taste of my muggle\'s peach tasting lips. It may have been a fluke, but... I hate to admit it, I enjoyed kissing those lips. They were sweet and full, unlike my wife\'s paper thin ones. I hate kissing her. Thankfully our marriage is loveless and filled with extra-material relationships.

\"Not with him. Shawn\'s always had the same taste in men, and they\'ve all got muscle- why don\'t you go look in his big photo album downstairs? You\'ll see what I mean.\" He smirked at me like he was superior. \"If you can get muscles like me, maybe you\'ve got a shot.\"

I watched his massive form walk out the door- I suppose I\'ll have to see my muggle\'s taste in men for myself. He could have been lying when he told me what he liked, he is above everything else, a muggle after all.

TBC