MIT: Magic Incorporating Technology | By : Fel Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 20247 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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A/N: Ummm… sorry? I’m not entirely sure why there’ve been no updates in anything, other than that for some reason I haven’t been writing lately. Too much work on my original stuff, and other random occurrences. Will try to get the rest out fairly soon.
Jumping forward to Harry’s graduation to kick-start the story. This goes up to the beginning of “All Business Up Front, Party In The Back”. Go read that one after this, then come back for the next chapter.
Chapter 15: Getting Settled
“I GRADUATED!” Harry yelled as he jumped on Ash.
“That you did. Well done, love,” Ash held tight to his boyfriend, smiling over the top of his head at Remus. The werewolf was leaning against Harry’s desk, having been helping him pack up his things before Ash showed up.
The last couple of years had been difficult for them, what with being in two separate states, but somehow they’d made it work. It was probably something to do with neither man being the sort to stray from a relationship, and the fact that they kept in close contact.
“So, what now?” Remus asked as he smiled fondly at his cub.
“Think I’ll start by moving in at the Roadhouse, and keep working on the lycanthropy fix,” Harry said thoughtfully. After his initial success, he’d kept hitting road blocks in his research. Possibly because he was also pursuing his degree, which was why he wanted to focus on the cure now.
“I’m sure Ellen won’t mind,” Ash confirmed for him. “She adores you.”
“Most older women do,” Remus commented. “They take one look at those big green eyes and mop of hair, and go all gooey.”
“It’s a gift,” Harry shrugged.
“Harry…” Remus suddenly remembered something. “What’s going to happen to Kreacher? You can’t think that taking him to the Roadhouse is a good idea.”
“He’s mostly going to stay here at the flat and turn it into a factory for the Wolfsbane. He’s been able to make it into a pill form, so it’ll be easier to take, and he can make enough by himself to last a while. When not doing that, he’s decided to Apparate to the Roadhouse and help Ellen in the kitchen there.”
“Are you sure that’s wise?” Remus looked concerned. “I mean, with that many Hunters passing through…”
“I know,” Harry sighed. “I’ve tried to convince him otherwise, but he’s determined that he should keep serving me. I even offered to let him go to someone else, but he started crying at that. I don’t know what to do with him.”
“Master Harry is being silly,” Kreacher declared, stepping out from under Harry’s bed. The others turned and stared at him for a minute, though he ignored it. “Master Harry is to be needing someone to be looking after him.”
“Suppose I don’t count then?” Ash asked with a grin. Kreacher gave a derisive snort in answer.
“Redneck is barely looking after himself. Redneck needs Kreacher to be taking care of him also.”
Remus let out a chuckle at the surprised look on Ash’s face. Apparently, Kreacher was rather fond of Ash as well, though the elf had a rather odd way of showing it. Which was surprising, given Ash was technically a Muggle. Then again, Ash was good for Harry, and Kreacher always had his master’s wellbeing first in his mind.
“So, you all packed?” Ash asked, ready to be off again.
“Master Harry is going now,” Kreacher cut his master off firmly. “Kreacher is bringing his things later. Shoo!” And he ushered all three men out of the flat, smiling a little to himself, then slammed the door behind them and turned back to the room. “Right, Kreacher must be deciding what Master Harry and the Redneck will be needing in the nasty desert.”
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“Hmmm, that was nice,” Harry grinned up at his boyfriend from their nest of blankets on the floor. “It’s been far too long since we had some ‘us’ time.”
“Damn straight,” Ash lowered his head and nuzzled Harry’s neck. “I hated not having you whenever I wanted.”
“D’you think Ellen’s worried about us? We’ve hardly been out of this room for the last four days.”
“Nah, she’s used to me locking myself away. She’s probably just glad that we’re far enough from the bar that mostly they can’t hear us.”
“Yeah, I think we gave them enough of a show on the way in,” Harry blushed as he remembered their entrance. Ash had thrown him over his shoulder and carried him into the Roadhouse like that, allowing him a brief ‘hello’ to Ellen and Jo as they passed, then thrown him down in their room and proceeded to shag him into the floor.
Ash grinned at the memory as well, then yawned. Harry mirrored him soon after, and Ash wrapped himself around his shorter boyfriend as they both drifted off to sleep.
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