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Not My Father\'s SON	By : CanadiangirllovesHP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 20172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 38: Slip of the Tongue

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K.Rowlings and her
various publishers.� I make no money for
this story.

Finally I have a new chapter (hangs head in shame).� I am sorry it took sooo long.� This summer has been very hectic, plus I
must have rewritten this chapter ten times.�
I will try to get the next chapter out much sooner.

Harry�s little rant was inspired by Stuart�s coming out
rant on Queer as Folks U.K.

It was the day of the ball and Harry was working out� (and hiding out) in the gym compartment of
his trunk. The past week had been very stressful for Harry.� Keeping his new powers and his true identity
a secret was proving to be very difficult. The stress of controlling his power
levels was making him tired and irritable. Add to that Hermione�s constant �are
you ok� and Harry was just about at the end of his rope.

He decided to take his frustration out on a set of weights
instead of someone else. He was just adding another set of weights to his
barbell when he heard someone open the lid of the trunk

�� Hello Harry are
you in there,� called out Ginny.

�� Hi Ginny come
in,� Ginny climbed into the trunk stopping abruptly to stare at Harry.

� Sweet mother of Merlin! I can see why Remus melted into
a puddle of goo the first time he saw you like that,� she exclaimed.

�Harry was wearing
only his tight biking shorts, sweat glistening on his muscular chest. Lying on
his back on the weight bench in those shorts left nothing to the imagination.

� Damn! Remus is one lucky guy,� thought Ginny.

�Harry laughed. He
put the barbell on the stand and sat up wiping the sweat from his face. �
What�s up? I would have thought you would be getting ready for the ball, � said
Harry.

��I, unlike some
people I know, am a natural beauty and do not need several hours to look
stunning,� said Ginny with a cheeky grin.�
Harry rolled his eyes and laughed. � Seriously there is WAY to much
drama going on up there,� said Ginny. �Girls running around fussing over their
hair and make up. Then there is Romilda Vane who is sulking in the middle of
the common room. She convinced herself that you would ask her to the ball so
now she has no date and is crying up a storm.�

��Why would she
think that? I never talk to her, avoid her like the plague actually. She is
mental that one!� Harry sighed. �I will be SO GLAD when today is over with.�
Harry got up and grabbed his towel. �I�m going to take a shower. Why don�t you
meet me in the sitting room?� We can get
the house elves to bring us something to eat and hang out until you need to go
and get ready.�

��Sounds like a
good plan I�ll see you shortly,� said Ginny.

�They climbed out
of the trunk, Ginny going through to the sitting room and Harry to the bathroom
to shower and change.

HRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHRHR

Harry,
Ginny and Remus (who decided to join them) had just finished eating their lunch
when there was a knock at the door.

�I
should have known Hermione would get one last nag in before the ball�, thought
Harry.� Harry reluctantly let them in.

�Hi
Harry, is Ginny here,� asked Hermione.

�
Yeah she�s not here to nag me.�� She�s
here, come on in.�

Hermione
and Ron entered Harry�s sitting room.

�
There you are Ginny.� I thought you were
going to help me with my hair,� said Hermione.

�
Sorry.� I totally forgot about
that.� The other girls were driving me
crazy so I escaped down here�, said Ginny.�
She got up and gave Harry a peck on the cheek.� �I guess I�ll see you later, bye Harry, Remus.�

�You
guys have fun at the ball,� said Harry.

�You
know you could still go as well,� stated Hermione.

�Here
we go.� Me and my big mouth�.� �Hermione!�

�You
have dress robes and I know Romilda still doesn�t have a date��

� HERMIONE ENOUGH,� bellowed Harry.� �I
DO NOT WANT TO GO TO THE BALL.�� He took
a deep breath.� �I HATE to dance and
must I remind you this is the anniversary of my parents MURDER.� As for a date I would sooner take Mrs.
Norris as a date than that mental case Romilda.�

�Fine,�
snapped Hermione. �I am just thinking about you.� I don�t want you to be alone, you need a girlfriend.�

�
No I don�t.�

�
You keep saying that but why would you not want someone to love.�

�
Hermione just leave him alone,� said Ginny.�
� Let�s go.�

�
You�re too serious Harry.� I know you
have a lot going on with the war and everything but don�t you want to spend
time with some one, take your mind of everything?�

�
No.� I have no interest in finding a
girlfriend.�

�
But��

�
Enough Hermione,� said Remus.

�
Harry is one of the only guys in our year that is not dating someone,� said
Ron.� � Even Goyle has a
girlfriend.� It does not make any sense
Harry; you are probably the most desired guy in the school.� Why?�

�
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, BECAUSE I�M GAY.�

��

Harry
grabbed a glass and hurtled it at the wall.�
� FUCK!�

� I
don�t understand,� stammered Ron.

�
Gay, queer, a pouf, a ponce.� A fairy,
Nancy boy, a shirt-lifter, a back-door artist.�
An up-hill gardener, faggot, COCK-sucker, a fud��

�
Enough Harry,� shrieked Hermione.

�
He said he didn�t understand, I thought I�d find a name he would understand,�
ranted Harry, his eyes almost glowing in fury.

�That�s
not what I meant,� yelled Ron.� � Why
did you not tell us?�

�
It was none of your business that�s why.�

�
But we tell each other everything,� said Hermione.

�
Hermione, Ron just leave,� said Remus.�
� This discussion is better left for when the three of you have calmed
down.�

�
Please guys just go, get ready for the ball and have a good time,� said
Harry.� � Maybe we can talk tomorrow?�

�
Fine,� sapped Hermione.� � Coming
Ginny?�

�
In a minute.� I�ll meet you in your room
Ok?�

Hermione
and Ron stormed out and Ginny gave Harry a big hug and a kiss on the temple.

�
They will come around,� she said.� �
They are probably in shock right now and god forbid Hermione not know about
something.�

Harry
chuckled and kissed Ginny on the cheek.�
� Thanks Ginny.� You should
probably head up there.�

�
See you tomorrow?�

�
Yeah sure.� You can tell me all the
gossip about the ball.�

�
What are fag-hags for,� she said cheekily.

�
Get out, go be the prettiest one there,� laughed Harry.

Ginny
left and Harry flopped onto the sofa and began banging his head repeatedly
against the back of it.� Remus sat down
beside him and gathered Harry into his arms.

�
They needed to find out sooner or later love,� said Remus.

Harry
sighed.� � I know but bloody hell not
like that.� A slip of the tongue and
BAM.�

� I
can think of a way that a slip of the tongue would be enjoyable,� said Remus
playfully.

�
Oh,� asked an amused Harry.

� I
guess I will have to show you,� stated Remus as he opened Harry�s jeans and
reached inside.�

Harry
lifted his hips so Remus could slip his jeans down.� After giving Harry a toe-curling kiss he sank down Harry�s body
zeroing in on the prize before him.� He
licked Harry�s cock from base to tip several times wetting the whole
thing.� After swirling his tongue around
the head he probed the slit with the tip of his tongue, lapping up the leaking
fluid.

Harry
moaned and arched of the sofa.� Remus
grabbed his hips to keep him still and engulfed his cock in one downward
swoop.� Harry cried out and grabbed a
handful of Remus� hair as Remus bobbed up and down on his rigid shaft.� Remus sucked hungrily on Harry�s cock then
licked around the tip a few times only to resume the hard sucking.

Harry
tossed his head back and groaned.�
Sensing that Harry was nearing his climax he sucked on a couple of
fingers and just as he plunged down the cock to the base he rammed the fingers
up Harry�s hole.� Harry screamed and
exploded in Remus� mouth.� Remus
swallowed hungrily wanting every last drop.�
After licking Harry�s spent cock clean he rose up and kissed Harry
deeply sharing some of Harry�s semen with him.�

When
breathing became a necessity they broke apart Harry collapsing boneless across
the sofa while Remus sat there with a �cat who drank the cream� smile on his
face.

�
That,� gasped Harry, � was definitely a better slip of the tongue.�

Remus
chuckled and leered down at Harry.� �
Are you ready for round two?�

�
Oh gods,� moaned Harry.

Remus
scooped Harry off the sofa, flung him over his shoulder and carried his
laughing lover of to the bedroom for the next round of lovemaking.
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