~*Deviant*~

~*Deviant*~
Chapter Eight: PrepSchool-101

Harry and Alex were with the gang at Harry’s place for a change of scenery. They were all sat around in Harry’s living room. Harry had his head on Alex’s shoulder.

Frankey sat on his left side holding a staring contest with Damon waiting for James to arrive via floo out of the fireplace opposite the sofa. Desmond sat on a love seat for two smiling at the two argue and insult the other to make them blink.

‘Just give up Razor. You know I always win… my talent to get on others nerves never fails.’

‘Not this time sunshine.’ He replied.

‘Nice.’ Harry whispered to his lover.

‘You seem out of it a bit Harry. What’s wrong?’ Alex asked with concern lacing his eyes.

‘I’m just expecting something bad to happen today. Don’t know why but it’s an instinct I’ve learned to not ignore.’

‘We’ll deal with it; don’t worry on it too much.’

Soon the fireplace glowed green and James stepped out gracefully. Sitting beside Desmond he smiled and cleared his throat.

‘What?’ Damon blinked.

‘HA… I win. You blinked when you looked. I never blinked. Pay up.’ She replied out stretching her hand in a ‘give me’ motion.

‘Well now how did it go with the meeting yesterday?’ he asked.

‘Fine, we escaped for a while afterwards and looked around.’ Harry replied first.

‘We found their lb where they alter the merchandise. Pretty expensive too if you ask me.’ Came Alex’s retort.

‘We told Dudley that Alex is a wizard. I had no clue about it… he never told me. We also said that with our powers we could sell it safely to the Wizzarding public. He agreed!’

‘Well, now we have to come up with a plan on how to make them believe it’s being sold there. I won’t sell it there or allow it to be sold there, it’s too dangerous. We need some more proof, to catch them in the act to put them away.’

‘I agree with James. But we also need a copy of the plans to the building so we can estimate possible escape routs and corner them.’

Harry nodded. He sat up and leaned his head on his hands and tilted his head to look at Damon.

‘Dudley has the plans to the whole building. I need to get in there and be alone for a while to search it, copy it and take them back home.’

‘When can this happen Harry?’

‘Well, I think it may happen some time this week. I just have this feeling.’

‘Well then when you have the chance send me a letter by owl. We will then meet before training the next day and discuss it.’ He nodded to every one and headed back to the floo. ‘Well I must be off. I have to meet with the minister.’ And with a flash of green he was gone; the fire lay dormant in its hearth.

When every one left except Damon a nock at the door sounded.

‘Package!’ calls a young male voice.

Harry opened the door and stepped back to let a young man of about 17 years inside his home.

‘Package for a Mister Potter.

‘That’s me.’ Harry replied and sighed the papers handed to him.

After opening the letter he found a black piece of paper. Gold writing stood out as Dudley’s writer/ Iitwas cursive and looked expensive.

Deviant,

You are required to attend an emergency meeting on the night of the 10th of April at 11pm.

You must arrive at the usual spot or the penalty will be severing for your treachery. The way to get in his simply this, ‘Look not, hear not, speak not… I am thee’

Chief

Harry looked down at the package in his hands and opened it shakily. Holding the opened end upside down out dropped a black chain with a silver key on it.

Harry closed his eyes and sighed. He knew what it was for.

‘What’s it about love?’ Alex asked as he hugged him from behind.

‘It’s a key to Dudley’s room. He has a room that every one knows about. This is the key to it. He’s mad at me for bringing in another wizard. I have to go there tonight… alone.’

They sighed and Damon wished them luck before leaving out the door. Alex wrapped his arms around his lover to comfort him.

They walked to the bedroom and lightly lay down on the soft bed. Harry smiled and rolled over to kiss Alex on his bare chest.

A groan escaped his lips and Harry was pushed down. Alex tore off their boxers and threw them to their closed they had shed moments before.

‘I love you Harry.’

‘I love you too.’

Alex took out the oil and slipped a finger inside Harry’s small hole. He kissed his chest and worshiped his nipples and dick. As he slipped his finger in and out he added another and deep throated his lover.

Harry sighed with a groan and clenched the sheets in his hands. The covers slipped down Alex’ back and to his hips. When Harry was fully prepared Alex climbed up his body and slid his thick and hard penis inside the tight channel of his one and only.

Alex stared into Harry’s emerald eyes and thrust inside him deeply and slowly. Harry placed his hands on his boyfriend’s shoulders and let his body move to the steady rhythm of the slow loving.

‘Harry… I… love you… so damn much.’ Alex panted.

‘Never… stop… loving me… Alex.’

‘Never.’

Alex lowered his head to Harry’s shoulder and bit down and sucked hard. Harry arched his back and caused the penis inside him to burry further.

After what felt like hours of constant love and adoration Harry closed his eyes then at Alex’ plea to open them they came.

Alex pulled out and pulled Harry’s head onto his shoulder. He looked at his true love and smiled.

‘I love the look in your eyes you get when you come. The look of pure ecstasy, love, admission and more lights up your eyes and guides me over the edge with you.’ Came the soft whisper.

The next night Harry got dressed in a pair of black jeans and a black hoodie. After pulling his hood up he left his apartment and headed to the building.

He knocked on the door and said the special password. Giving the door man a nod he left in search of the room.

This wasn’t Dudley’s room but his second room he did business in. Everyone knew where it was. He took the key from around his neck and unlocked the door and entered.

The room was lit by fire and the walls were gold with warm tones all over. The red sofas and chairs by the fire glowed as he headed toward them. He sat down and hugged a black pillow to his chest.

‘Potter, you disobeyed me. I told you to never bring your kind in my well established organization. For this treachery you will pay my price.’ He smiled.

Harry stood up and Dudley grabbed his hair and threw him to the center of the room. No one was around to see his weakness.

‘Please Dudley; I’m sorry I never knew.’

‘You are a freak, you should have known there fore you are incompetent and I will punish you anyway.’ He snarled and punched, kicked and back handed him.

Soon Harry was on the ground and he coughed a bit to get air in his lungs. With a sigh, thinking it was over he rolled over. And then another kick came… and another… and another.

His eyes rolled in the back of his head as he saw a set of boots kicked off… and the beginnings of something else before his world disappeared in the darkness that had consumed him so many times.

Alex rushed to the door and opened it to find Harry on the floor. His cloths were full of blood and the button on his jeans was torn off.

He took him to the bath and stripped his unconscious boyfriend and turned on the bath to warm. Grabbing hold tightly of his Harry he placed him in the warm bath. He saw the blood fill the tub with the water and he spelled it clean with a wave of his wand.

After noticing the blood come back he tracked it to one source. It had happened again… he couldn’t stop the basterds from using his lover as a rag doll and an ST.

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t help you this time Harry. Please forgive me.’ He whispered into Harry’s ear and lifted him from the bath. Taking him to his room he took out the healing salve and applied it to the injury. After dressing them both in their pajamas they fell asleep, both in a restless sleep.