Chapter 2

Justin awoke with a groan. Something warm was wrapped around his dick. He reached under the sheet and felt Brian's hair. "Brian," he gasped.

Brian tossed back the sheet and looked up at his lover from between his legs. "Morning, Sunshine," he said as he stroked Justin's fully engorged cock.

"Morning? What time is it?"

"Time for my high protein breakfast," Brian said continuing to stroke Justin before taking the straining cock back into his mouth. He bobbed over Justin's groin until he heard the whimper and gasp and his mouth filled with Justin's spunk.

"Mmm," Brian said as he kissed his boy.

Harry covered his head with the sheet having heard everything that was going on up in the bedroom. He fantasized that it was him and Severus doing the same thing. He continued to stroke his dick until he came with a sharp intake of breath.

As he wiped off his hand, Harry bemoaned the fact that he was restricting himself from using even the simplest of spells. A cleansing spell would have come in handy along about now. Harry heard a familiar sound. He looked up to see Hedwig poised on the window sill where Justin had opened the window.

"Hedwig! Good girl! I'll find you some food," Harry said, getting up and heading for the kitchen. A quick search of the kitchen revealed that for two men, Brian and Justin didn't have much food in their kitchen. Harry finally found some biscuits in a cupboard. He broke a couple of them into little pieces that would be suitable to give his owl. He watched the bird eat. "I want you to take this to Professor Snape," Harry said, as he attached his letter to Hedwig's leg.

"I thought you were contacting Severus," Brian said with a suitable sneer as he came down the steps from the bedroom.

Harry jumped. "Severus is Professor Snape."

"My God! Severus Snape. How did the fucking man ever make it through life with a moniker like that?"

"He made his way through life in a most admirable fashion, thank you very much," Harry said haughtily. Brian's attitude about Severus' name really pissed him off.

"I'd like to meet this Severus."

"If he comes for me, you may get your chance."

"If?"

"He … um … he might be busy," Harry muttered.

Brian studied the young man. "How old are you, Harry?"

"Eighteen," Harry said drawing himself up to his full height.

"Hm, and still a virgin."

"Wh…What do you mean?"

"Virgin! Unspoiled. Never got laid. Inexperien…"

"Brian, stop it," Justin ordered as he appeared at the top of the steps.

"We were just getting some things straight," Brian said, sticking his tongue in his cheek. "Or maybe not so straight."

Harry felt his cheeks grow warm. How did this infuriating man know so much? He seemed to be able to ferret out every piece of information that Harry wanted to keep hidden.

"Is this your owl?" Justin asked. He moved over to where Hedwig was finishing her skimpy meal.

"Yes."

"She's beautiful."

Hedwig fluttered her wings and eyed Justin carefully.

"She likes you," Harry smiled. Hedwig reached over and gave Harry's hand a gentle peck.

Brian snorted and went to the computer desk to check the phone for messages. He had turned off the ring tone so that they all could get some sleep. There were two messages. The first from Cynthia said that she would cover for Brian until he arrived at work. The second was from Dr. Chisel saying that he could see Brian's friend at four o'clock that afternoon.

Harry took Hedwig to the window and the bird launched itself into the air.

"How long will it be before you know if Severus is coming?" Justin asked.

"Probably … a day," Harry replied softly.

"He'll come. I know he will." Justin rested his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Thanks. I wish I was as sure as you are."

"I have to get to work," Brian said. He had the coffee brewing. "You can drop me off and then take our guest to his dental appointment?" Brian stressed the word 'guest', making Harry feel even more unwelcome.

"Sure," Justin agreed.

Brian disappeared into the bedroom and then they heard the shower go on in the bathroom.

"Is he always so snarky?" Harry asked.

"Yes."

"How do you put up with it?"

"He has other … qualities."

Harry nodded, having some vague idea of just what those qualities might be.

"What are Severus' best qualities?" Justin wanted to know as he got out a box of cereal from a cupboard.

Harry gulped. After a minute, as he watched Justin pour some cereal into bowls, he answered. "Severus is fiercely loyal, although he'd never want you to say so. He's very protective in a strange kind of way. I think he could be very loving, but that doesn't come across at first, mostly because he doesn't want it to."

Justin smiled. Harry could be describing Brian in a weird sort of way. "You love him, don't you?"

"I … I'm not sure. Maybe." Harry felt himself blushing once again.

"You love him," Justin averred, nodding his head knowingly. "Eat your breakfast. Brian will be out in a few minutes, and he hates wasting time."

"So does Severus," Harry chuckled. The two young men shared a laugh.

*****

Brian went off to work. Justin took Harry to Liberty Avenue to look around before they went to see Dr. Chisel. Harry was fascinated at all the same sex couples strolling along the street. He began to feel that his attachment to Severus Snape might not be such a strange thing. If Severus did indeed come to Liberty to retrieve him, maybe they could finally connect, like Brian and Justin, like so many other couples that he saw all around him.

Dr. Chisel recommended extracting the tooth, but after Harry's assurances that he would get it looked at once he got back home, the dentist made some temporary alterations that would tide Harry over until he returned to his home. Harry made sure not to say anything about how dental problems were handled back home. A simple healing spell by Madame Pomfrey should set him to rights, if Severus didn't have a potion that would take care of his jaw and tooth even without the necessity of a trip to see the Healer. The tooth did feel better when they left Dr. Chisel's office. He was grateful not to have any more pain or problems with his jaw.

Justin took Harry back to the loft. That's where Brian found them listening to music when he arrived home from work.

"Did you ladies of leisure enjoy your day?" he snarked as he set down his briefcase.

"We had a lovely time," Justin said, "but I would hardly call a dental appointment leisure." Justin got up and walked over to Brian. He kissed him on the cheek.

Harry watched Brian visibly relax as Justin worked his own brand of magic. He wondered if some day he and Severus might be able to do that for each other, making the tension of the day fall away with a simple touch or kiss.

"Are you hungry?" Justin asked.

"Not particularly," Brian said.

"Then there's no rush for dinner. Harry got his tooth temporarily fixed," Justin explained.

"Good for Harry … and Dr. Dick," Brian snarked.

"I have an idea," Justin said. "Let's go to Babylon tonight. We can take Harry and introduce him to the gay side of Pittsburgh."

"There's a straight side to Pittsburgh?" Brian asked with a smirk.

"Stop it," Justin chuckled smacking Brian in the chest. "What do you say, Harry?"

"I … I don't know," he stammered. He'd like to go, wanted to see more of what he had seen on Liberty Avenue that afternoon, but he was also scared. It was all so new and different and strange.

"Oh, come on, Harry," Justin urged.

"I … I have nothing to wear," Harry said searching for a logical excuse.

"You can borrow something of mine."

"I don't think his ass will fill out your jeans the way your ass does," Brian contributed, giving said ass a gentle pinch.

Justin squirmed away from the pinch, but he was smiling. He gave Brian another kiss in appreciation for his compliment. Harry watched their easy interaction. That was what he wanted for him and Severus.

"Come on," Justin said cocking his head towards the bedroom. "I'll help you find something fabulous to wear to Pittsburgh's number one gay dance club."

"Maybe you two should go without me," Harry said chickening out.

"I want you to come," Justin stated.

"And I definitely want to cum," Brian said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

"Come on, Harry."

"Oh, all right," Harry gave in, allowing Justin to lead him up to the bedroom.

Some time later Harry, Justin and Brian stood outside the Liberty Diner. Justin had decided that it would be best to ease Harry into things before they sprung Babylon on him. They would have a late dinner at the Liberty Diner before heading over to the club.

Harry saw a couple of men leave the diner. They were all over each other. He smoothed Justin's shiny shirt against his body, as he watched them walk down the street leaning on each other. He felt strange in these borrowed clothes. They were unlike anything he had ever worn before. The jeans were very tight, except maybe in the ass, as Brian had so carefully pointed out. The shirt with the metallic silver threads made him feel all sparkly and conspicuous. Not at all the way he usually wanted to be perceived. He liked to stay in the background, unnoticed, unless he had to step forward for a very good reason

"You look fine, Harry," Justin said, trying to make Harry feel more comfortable.

"I feel like I'm … trying to attract attention."

"You are," Brian snarked. "I wouldn't be seen with anyone who didn't attract attention."

Harry smiled in spite of himself. That was almost a compliment from Brian Kinney. It gave him confidence. He sucked in his gut and stood tall. He could do this. He allowed these strange clothes to let him feel carefree and daring. He wanted this adventure and whatever it might bring.

Brian pushed open the door of the diner and they all walked inside. A palpable silence immediately descended on the place, and Harry could see all eyes focused on them. He felt the blood rush to his face, but he refused to run away, like he knew he wanted to. He followed Brian and Justin to the back booth which had magically emptied.

They all sat down. Brian surveyed his kingdom, nodding to one or two people. Mostly he ignored them.

Harry looked at all the heads turned in their direction. "Do you always get stares like this?"

"Brian is 'affectionately' called the Stud of Liberty Avenue," Justin replied, using air quotations around affectionately.

Brian snorted. "Peons."

Justin laughed. "Yeah, right."

The noise had started up once again in the diner. Harry wondered if they were talking about Brian and Justin … and him. He began to relax a little. He could still feel eyes boring into the back of his head though. "Um … are some of them looking at me?" he whispered to Justin.

"A lot of them are looking at you," Justin assured him. "You're fresh meat. They're trying to figure out who you are and if you're available."

"Available?"

"They're looking to hook up," Justin explained.

"Hook up?"

"They want to fuck you," Brian stated with a sigh. "Children."

"I … I'm not sure I want them thinking any such thing," Harry said glancing nervously around.

"Are you going to use your magic to stop them?" Brian snarked.

"Brian!" Harry and Justin said together.

"Brian, you promised not to say anything like that," Justin reminded him.

Brian scowled. "I'll have my usual," he said to Kiki.

"I'll have a burger, fries and a Coke," Justin offered.

Harry hesitated. They had not looked at a menu. He knew what he'd like to have. "Could I have shepherd's pie and butter beer?"

"What the fuck is butter beer?" Brian demanded "Sounds fattening."

"And what's shepherd's pie?" Justin looked perplexed.

"I … I'll have the same as Justin," Harry amended quickly. He didn't want to make himself more conspicuous than he already felt. He looked up at Kiki who simply sighed and wrote down his order before turning away. "Is … is she a woman?" Harry asked as Kiki went to put in their orders.

"Part time," Brian sneered.

"Kiki was formerly Kenny," Justin said by way of explanation.

"Wow," Harry said. He looked around the restaurant. "Are there any more?"

"You never know," Brian chuckled.

Just then a man walked by heading for the restrooms. Harry glanced up at him and he winked.

"That guy winked at me," Harry whispered to Justin.

"He's interested," Justin explained.

"Wait till he gropes you," Brian said tongue in cheek.

"Gropes?" Harry asked.

"Feels you up," Brian said with a sigh. "You can expect lots of that at Babylon."

Right then Kiki brought their orders and all this discussion came to an end. Harry had to admit that a burger and fries weren't half bad. He and Justin gobbled down their food while Brian picked at his turkey sandwich.

By the time they were finished eating, it was after eleven. Time to go to Babylon. Brian paid the bill while Justin and Harry headed outside. The diner was largely empty by this time, as the patrons had already made their way to Woody's or Babylon or other evening entertainment of whatever ilk.

While they waited for Brian to come out, Harryconfessed, "I'm kind of scared about Babylon."

Justin smiled. "I was scared my first time too. Just remember not to take drugs from anyone, don't leave your drink unattended and Brian and I are there if you need help. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"Do … do you think anyone will want to dance with me?" Harry asked uncertainly.

"If the reaction you got in the diner is any indication, your dance card will be full, green eyes," Brian said as he came out of the diner and heard Harry's question.

"Really?" Harry asked naively.

"Really," Justin agreed. "Even though you won't take off those glasses, you have the most amazing eyes."

"I like to see where I'm going," Harry laughed. They had no idea how nearsighted he was.

"Well, let's get going," Brian said. "Babylon awaits."

Harry could smell the sex as soon as he walked into Babylon. He had no idea a place like this even existed. He stopped and stared at the scantily clad men bumping and grinding against each other. Was this what they called dancing? He didn't think he could do anything like that. At least not with someone other than Severus.

"Let's get a drink," Brian said. He led his charges over to the bar. "Three beers," he said.

"Is he legal?" the bartender, Tom, asked nodding towards Harry.

"He's with me," Brian stated.

Tom shrugged and uncapped the three beers.

"I am legal," Harry stated, not liking the implication that he was too young to be there. In many ways he was sure he was much older than many of the men he saw around him. He had certainly been through things that none of them could even imagine.

"Have you got proof of that?" Brian asked.

"Huh?" Harry said. "I…" He didn't finish that statement since he wasn't sure what kind of documentation might be required.

"Drink your beer," Brian said. "And they don't have butter beer here either."

Harry felt himself blushing once again. He took a sip of the beer. It certainly wasn't the best he'd ever tasted, but it wasn't the worst either. He turned and looked out at the dance floor. There were so many men, all over each other. Harry felt himself grow hard once more, just from watching them dance, or whatever it was that they were doing. Severus would have a fit if he ever saw this. Harry grinned. He couldn't wait to show him.

"Hey, how's it going?" a voice said from beside Harry.

Harry turned and looked at a young man who was smiling at him. "Fine," he gulped. He didn't know what to do. He quickly looked to Justin for support.

"Want to dance, Harry?" Justin asked.

"Yes, please," Harry said, hoping to get away from the man who was waiting expectantly beside him.

"How about dancing with me?" the guy asked.

"No, no thanks."

"What! You think you're too good for me?" the guy demanded.

"Shove off!" Brian ordered from over Harry's shoulder.

The guy looked up and saw Brian Kinney standing behind the twink he wanted. He gulped and turned away. "Fuck!" he muttered as he disappeared back into the crowd.

"I … I should leave," Harry said. "I can't dance anyway, and I'm just causing trouble for you guys."

"You're not causing trouble," Justin told him. "Come dance with me and Brian."

"I told you I can't dance."

"Neither can Brian," Justin laughed.

"Hey!" Brian said.

"Come on, both of you. Dance with me." Justin took their hands and led them onto the dance floor. "Just feel the music and move with it."

Justin started to sway to the beat. Harry tried to do the same but felt very self-conscious. Brian didn't seem to be doing much better. Harry moved more trying to top what Brian was doing. After a minute or two he watched Brian slide around behind Justin and place his hands on Justin's chest from behind. The two started to move together. Harry was mesmerized. It was like they were glued together. All awkwardness disappeared. They ground into each other, closing their eyes and going to some place else. Harry continued to move, as much in time with them as he could manage. They were really putting on a show, but neither of them seemed to realize that. They were so lost in each other, striving to have every part of their bodies in contact.

Harry felt someone move up behind him and pull him gently against him. Harry went with the feeling, closing his eyes, letting the music and the man and the memory of Brian and Justin take him away to another level of being. He could feel the man's hard cock pressing into his ass, and he relaxed letting it stay there. His own dick was rock hard and leaking. He hoped it wasn't too obvious through the tight jeans, but he really didn't care.

The guy's hands were roaming across his chest, tweaking his nipples through the flimsy shirt. He let out a groan. The hands stroked across his stomach and he pressed back into the body behind him. Then the hand moved south squeezing his cock through the fabric of the jeans.

"Ah," Harry cried, willing himself not to shoot all over his jeans. He pulled away quickly and started to run to where he thought the exit should be. His wild magic was stirred and several glasses on the bar were shattered by the uncontrolled force of his natural magical power. No one was injured and the general mayhem of Babylon covered the strange event. Only the bartender would wonder and mutter as he cleaned up the mess.

Harry couldn't see where they had come in, so he stopped and tried to orient himself. As he did, someone grabbed his arm. "Leave me alone," Harry spit out as he wrenched his arm away. A spotlight up in the ceiling chose that moment to pop.

"Harry, it's me, Justin."

"S…Sorry," Harry said calming down. "I need to get out of here. Which way is the exit?"

"Follow me."

Justin grabbed Harry's wrist and dragged him towards the entrance to Babylon. Once they were in the foyer and away from the dance floor, Justin stopped.

"What happened? You looked like you were enjoying dancing with that guy."

"I was … too much."

"What? Oh, I see," Justin laughed, beginning to understand Harry's discomfort.

"It's too embarrassing," Harry said shaking his head and looking at the floor.

"You aren't the first and you certainly won't be the last newcomer to have that kind of a reaction."

"Did you?"

"Well, mine was a little different. I got Brian to take me home."

"That's more … private."

"I guess," Justin agreed. "That guy was really into you. There's nothing wrong with feeling what you were feeling."

"I didn't want to feel that … with him," Harry admitted.

"You wanted Severus."

"Yes."

"Do you want to go back to the loft?"

"I … I don't want to ruin your evening."

"Then come back inside and dance. You were getting pretty good at it before you ran out."

"I was?" Harry asked with a smile.

"Yep, and that guy's waiting right over there for you to come back." Justin pointed at the nice looking young man who had been dancing with Harry. The man smiled and gave a little wave.

"Do you think he'll be mad if we just dance?"

"Ask him. If he is, we can always dance together."

"Okay," Harry said.

When they finally left Babylon, a couple of hours later, Harry was flying. The young man who had first danced with him had stuck with him the whole evening. They had danced and rubbed against each other. The man, whose name turned out to be Sean, had been at Babylon for his first time too. The two newbies had done as much as either wanted for their first time. Sean had given Harry his number and said that he would be at Babylon every night that he could. He hoped they could hook up again.

Brian and Justin had made a couple of trips to the backroom, once they saw that Harry was safe with Sean. They didn't think Harry was quite ready for the backroom yet.

Harry crawled onto the futon and stared up at the ceiling. This had been some night. He wondered if Hedwig would bring a message from Severus soon. He got up and opened the window in case the owl arrived. He laid back down, pulled the sheet up to his chin and then jerked off. That would have to do for now … until Severus arrived.

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