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One Month At A Time	By : Kya Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2580 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Just a quick note before we get started. This was a random idea that I came up with, and it's the first thing I've written in a very long time. I apologize if there are errors and annoyances. And please REVIEW! I love hearing from you!

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“Brilliant, mate,” Ron grinned, watching his best friend put the finishing touches on a rather elaborate glamour spell. Harry didn’t even look like Harry anymore, starting with the trademark scar. It had been the first to go, and Ron admitted that his friend looked naked without it.

“The ears are a nice touch,” he added, rising from his chair to come to stand behind the other male.

“Not too much?” Harry asked, observing himself in the bathroom mirror. Ron shook his head. He leaned forward and traced a finger over the pointed Elf ears Harry had given himself, amazed at how real the felt.

“Can you feel it? Even at the tip?”

“Oh yeah,” Harry breathed, one hand gripping the counter in front of them. Ron smirked and leaned closer, flicking his tongue over the tip several times, enjoying the moan it caused.

“Don’t be a brat!” Harry protested, waving a hand in Ron’s general direction in an effort to shoo his friend away.

“You like it when I lick other things,” Ron all but purred, making the other male sputter and turn interesting shades of red.

“We are NOT talking about that, Ronald!” It looked strange to have a complete stranger yelling at him, but Ron would eagerly admit that Harry’s chosen glamour was quite attractive. Sand colored hair had replaced the near black he was used to, and it had become even shaggier.

“Muggles call it ‘emo’,” Harry had tried to explain, but Ron hadn’t really understood, nor did he even care. While the overall body structure hadn’t changed much, perhaps a thinner waist and tapered hips, Harry now sported several piercings. He had started at the top, adding a single, silver hoop to the very tip of his pointed left ear, followed by a silver bar in his right eyebrow, an off centered silver hoop on the left side of his lip, and he finished with a silver bar through his naval, the top part glinting with what could have easily been called a diamond. The now blonde male had also added to his Elven look, spelling small, enchanted scales over the entire length of his spine. They vanished up into his shaggy hair, and continued down past the waistband of his low slung boxers, giving the illusion that they never ended. The best part, at least in Ron’s opinion, was that they changed colors with Harry’s mood, and a quick glance showed Ron that they were the same green as his eyes.

“Green means calm,” Harry said knowingly, watching Ron look over his body for the hundredth time that evening. “Whatever color the persons eyes are is the color of calm, that’s why no two Elves have the same emotional color spectrum.”

“You should get these for real,” Ron insisted softly, once more running his fingers over the altered portion of Harry’s back. This once again caused the blonde to fidget and blush madly, swatting at his friend yet again. Green eyes locked on blue for several moments as the two stared at one another before Ron laughed and stepped out of the bathroom.

“Come on, princess!” he called over his shoulder. “We better get you dressed before everyone arrives!” Harry leaned forward, raising his wand to his face. A temporary spell was quickly cast to rid him of the need for his glasses, followed by a quick spell to lighten his eye color. As Ron busied himself with setting out snacks and double checking the alcohol supply, Harry slipped from the bathroom and across the hall to his bedroom, closing the door as silently as possible. Clothes were chosen carefully, held up one by one to see which complimented his new look the best. Socks were considered, but quickly discarded, followed by a decision on which pair of boxers to wear. He slipped easily into a pair of black silk ones, reaching next for his pants, though he had barely pulled the next item on when he had to groan and adjust his plans. Even silk boxers weren’t going to help him this time.

“They’re going to be here any minute!” Ron shouted, leaning out of the kitchen to direct his voice down the hallway. “Fix your room and get out here!” Harry snatched up a shirt and pulled it over his head, taking one last look at himself before he took a deep breath and pronounced himself ready to face the world. His room was quickly spelled to keep any nosey guests out and he stepped out, closing the door with a gentle click.

“Harry!” Ron stepped from the kitchen, wiping his hand on a bright red dish towel, though when he caught sight of his best friend, the fabric fluttered to the ground.

“Lexx,” the blonde spoke, making his way past his friend and to the living room. “My name is Lexx.”

“Short for?” Ron managed to croak, scrambling to pick up his dish towel before following.

“Lexxington Evrett,” Harry, now known as Lexx, replied smoothly. “Three quarters pure blood with just enough River Elf tossed in to make my blood line exotic.” Ron noted that Lexx had a softer voice than Harry, still masculine, yet very different from what he was used to. It was the outfit that caused Ron to adjust his own faded denim, his eyes raking up and down the others frame. Less had chosen a pair of jet black dragon hide pants that looked as though they had needed to be spelled on. The durable material gripped every inch of Lexx’s amazing legs, slender hips, toned thighs, and one very perky backside. No doubt there hadn’t been any room under such sinful material for a pair of underwear, and Ron felt himself twitch at that. The shirt looked as though it had once been one of Ron’s practice jerseys, now cut short to show off just enough lightly tanned skin. This included the very realistic looking, and feeling, scaled that Lexx was sporting. The neck of the jersey, cut wide for air flow during practice, slipped easily off one tanned shoulder, exposing even more delicious skin. Lexx had also chosen to go barefoot, something he could easily attribute to his River Elf heritage. Elves never wore shoes, any witch or wizard would know that.

“Holy hell Harry...” Ron groaned, sliding his palm against the bulging tent in the front of his jeans.

“Lexx,” The blonde corrected once more, licking his lips playfully. “And stop that. The moment you try to rub one out, everyone will show up.” Ron let out a pitiful whimper but he knew what his friend was saying was true. He liked the more playful personality Lexx possessed, but under the layers of spells the blonde was still Harry. The two watched each other yet again, Lexx becoming slightly jealous of how amazing Ron looked in faded jeans and an old t-shirt. Both heads turned when the doorbell rang, and Lexx felt his stomach jump. As Harry, he would have known everyone who was about to enter his home, but as Lexx he was simply a guest himself.

“It’s your parents,” he mumbled, nodding to the hand crafted wizarding clock that hung beside the door.

“Ready?” Ron asked, gripping the door handle, perhaps just a little too tight.

“I’ve got no choice now.” Both too the first of many deep breaths that evening, and Ron pulled open the door to their home.

“Mum! Dad! Come in!”

“Oh Ronny! Who’s your friend? You didn’t tell us you had a date! What’s her name? Are those Elf ears? Are you dating a magical creature?!”

“Makes sense,” Mr. Weasley commented, motioning towards with floor. “She isn’t wearing any shoes. See? Bare feet!”

“Mum, Lexx isn’t –”

“It’s a boy!” Heads turned quickly, Mrs. Weasley expecting the outburst to have came from one of the late arriving twins. No one expected Charlie to be the one prodding at the blonde who stood in the middle of the living room. Lexx was blushing madly, trying to free the neck of his shirt from Charlie’s wandering hands.

“A boy?” Molly repeated, moving around her youngest son to approach the blonde.

“Yeah!” Charlie said with a grin, the front of Lexx’s wide necked t-shirt pulled down to expose his bare, and flat, chest.

“No boobs!”

“Breasts,” Arthur corrected quickly, though he and his wife blushed at both words.

“Stop man handling the poor boy, Charlie!”

“Oh, he can man handle me all he wants,” Lexx spoke up, finally freeing himself. “Until Ron puts a ring on my finger, I’m going to enjoy such advances.”

“A ring?”

“So I can keep touching you?” Charlie grinned widely, pulling the blonde close. Lexx continued to blush, pressing his hands lightly against Charlie’s strong chest.

“You can do more than touch me...”

“Charlie! Stop molesting Ron’s girlfriend!” Molly fussed, trying to extract her son from Lexx once again.

“Boyfriend,” Mr. Weasley corrected once more. Ron fidgeted as his three family members stared at him, wondering why he had agreed to this evening.

“Explain, at once,” Molly insisted. She yanked Charlie towards the couch, making her second oldest son sit, and stay. Ron crossed the room to stand beside Lexx grinning sheepishly.

“We met in the alley,” he began. “At the twins’ joke shop. Where are they, by the way?” He pretended to check the time, wanting to stall for as long as he possibly could.

“Ronald...”

“They should be here to hear this,” he pressed. “Why should I explain it over and over?”

“Ronald!”

“I’m pregnant!” Lexx cried, both hands flying to his mouth as soon as the words were out. Charlie cheered, and would have risen off the couch to congratulate his baby brother had his mother not flopped on top of him in a dead faint.

“Mum!”

“Molly!”

“Hey, we made it!” The twins voices filled the room as they entered.

The commotion was nearly deafening as the twins struggled to understand what was going on. Molly Weasley had been carefully laid on the couch, Mr. Weasley fanning his wife with one hand while the other stroked her cheek. Charlie, now free of his mother, had ushered Lexx and Ron into the kitchen and away from everything else. Lexx busied himself by making tea, avoiding Charlie’s questions and Ron’s hurt look.

“Tea fixes everything,” he mumbled, pushing his bangs behind his ear, though the silky blonde hair just fell forward again anyways. Ron nodded, removing several mugs out of the cupboard.

“That’s what mum would say...”

“What did you do?!” the twins asked as they stepped into the kitchen. “Dad’s so shocked that he still hasn’t used an awakening charm on mum!” Ron gripped the cup he was holding so hard that it cracked, causing the red head to jump and drop the item. Everyone cringed as the mug shattered on the floor. Lexx chewed his bottom lip absently as he abandoned the brewing tea in favour of grabbing a towel.

“It’s going to be okay, Ron,” he said softly, taking the other male’s hand in his own. The three remaining brothers watched in silence as Lexx gently, and lovingly, cleaned the blood from Ron’s hand. He was careful not to step on the broken ceramic shards on the floor, reminding himself that he was barefoot.

“Why did we agree to this?” Ron asked, but the blonde silenced him with two fingers, resting them on his lips, followed by a shake of the head.

“We can explain once your mother wakes up,” he almost whispered. Ron stepped over the broken mug and pulled Lexx close, the two embracing one another tightly.

“Are you going to tell us soon?” the twins interrupted, ignoring the loving moment.

“When mum wakes up,” Charlie told them with a sigh. “You heard the blonde. No need to tell the story over and over again because we’re all impatient. You’ve seen what’s going on, this is some seriously emotional shit.” Both males grumbled but fell silent. Lexx borrowed Ron’s wand in order to heal the palm wound before pressing a kiss to the soft flesh.

“Go set out the cups, I’ll be out in a moment.” The twins rose from their seats, assisting their youngest brother by grabbing the milk and sugar. Charlie followed their lead, accepting a box of cookies from Lexx before all four red heads left the kitchen, one after another. Lexx took several long, deep breaths before carrying the large tea pot into the living room, forcing himself to smile.

“Molly, welcome back,” he said softly, setting down the tea on the coffee table before he took a seat beside Ron on the love seat opposite the couch. Mrs. Weasley gave a small smile, accepting the tea Arthur had quickly poured for her. Once everyone had tea and had settled themselves comfortably on Ron’s plush furniture, Lexx felt he was ready.

“Okay then,” he began. “Let’s get this awkward moment over with so we can all stop, well, feeling awkward.” Ron nodded, swirling his spoon in his tea, trying to dissolve the large amount of sugar he had added.

“Yes please,” Molly agreed.

“We really did meet in the alley,” Lexx continued. “I was leaving the joke shop with an arm load of items and was struggling. Ron was coming in and we collided.”

“Ron isn’t very observant,” Fred laughed.

“I bet it was his fault!” George added, grinning.

“Can’t blame him, Lexx is stunning,” Fred agreed.

“Ron helped me pick everything up,” Lexx pressed on, ignoring the twins’ comments.

“I raised him to be a gentleman,” Molly beamed. “Good boy, Ronny.”

“Mum!” Ron blushed, hiding himself behind his tea cup as he took several sips.

“I was clearly over loaded, so Ron offered to help me carry my things back to my room. I’m staying at the Inn over the summer, studying Muggle London for a college entrance essay.”

“He’s going to college in Salem,” Ron piped up. “In America!”

“Fascinating,” Mr. Weasley gushed, leaning forward some. “What are you taking?”

“Advanced Skills with Magical Creatures,” the blonde explained. “I want to open a nature preserve. There’s a lot less countryside in America, compared to here in London.” Before his father could ask any more questions, and he could see that Arthur was itching to, Ron brought them back around to the original topic.

“He treated me to dinner,” he said quickly, smiling. “We ended up talking all night, until they finally told us to leave at two in the morning.”

“I acted a little bold,” Lexx admitted, blushing rather brightly. “I asked Ron up to my room. I’ve never done such a thing before!” The twins and Charlie grinned at the admission, congratulating their brother and sharing high fives. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked rather shocked.

“Ronald! He’s a stranger!” Molly admonished, setting down her tea so she wouldn’t spill it.

“I know mum,” Ron sighed. “It’s not like I planned it. It all just sort of... Happened!”

“Our little Ronny is all grown up!” Charlie cheered, sharing another round of high fives with the twins.

“A few weeks later, Lexx is owling me,” Ron continued over the cheers.

“I felt so sick, so I got myself checked out at the hospital,” Lexx smiled. “Low and behold...”

“Pregnant,” Ron finished. “I had no idea men could get pregnant. I would have used, you know, protection, if I had known. Like being with a girl.”

“Neither did I,” Lexx admitted. “The doctor told me that Elf males have always been able to have kids, and that homosexual relationships are very normal. I guess there’s enough Elf in me that my body is able to bear.”

“So now you’re pregnant,” Molly sighed, pouring herself a second cup of tea. “With Ron’s child.” Lexx nodded, touching his slightly exposed stomach.

“Only about two months along, not even enough to show.”

“We wanted to tell you right away, so we planned tonight,’ Ron smiled sheepishly, picking at the seam on his jeans. “You see... There’s a small problem...”

“I’m leaving.” Everyone stared at the blonde.

“Leaving?” All five voices blended into one as everyone continued to stare at the Elf.

“Where?”

“Why?”

“What about Ron?”

“What’s going to happen to the baby?” Ron and Lexx glanced at one another, sighing softly. This had been the reason they had dreaded the evening.

“I’m going to Salem, for school,” Lexx reminded them, speaking over the questions. “If I don’t go now, I may never go.”

“But you’re pregnant!” Molly pushed. “You should be here, with Ron!”

“Mum, please,” Ron sighed. “Life isn’t that simple anymore. Lexx isn’t going to be a house wife.” He winced at the hurt look that crossed his mothers face, lowering his eyes to the floor.

“I leave in a week,” Lexx continued. “Ron and I have talked about this. I’ll write lots, send pictures, and let him know when the time comes. Not that I expect him to come to Salem for the birth.”

“He should be with you the entire time!” Molly tried again, making everyone groan.

“They aren’t in love, mum,” Charlie tried to explain.

“But...”

“No, Molly, he’s right.” Ron rested a hand on the blonde’s knee, nodding in agreement with his father and brother.

“We like each other, sure,” Ron forced out. “But this isn’t love. Lexx isn’t the one I’m meant to spend my life with. We aren’t meant to be together, and the baby isn’t going to change that.” Arthur held his wife close as she began to sob.

“I’m not keeping the baby,” Lexx said quickly. “Ron is going to have sole custody.” Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth to comment but both Ron and Lexx cut her off.

“This isn’t open for discussion, Molly,” Lexx told her, his voice growing stern. “Now is far from the best time for me to be having a child. I told you, Ron and I have talked about this.”

“He wanted to terminate,” Ron said in a quiet voice. “But even if he isn’t ready, I’m willing to take the baby.” The twins stood and came around the coffee table, resting a hand on each of Ron’s shoulders.

“Good job,” they said in unison. “We’re on board for this.” Charlie nodded and left his chair as well, standing behind his youngest brother.

“Me too.” Everyone watched Molly carefully, Ron wondering if his mother would simply attack the blonde sitting across from her.

“Terminate?” she asked. “You actually thought of that?”

“I’m young,” Lexx frowned. “And scared. I’m a fucking male! None of this had ever crossed my mind. I didn’t have to tell Ron, nor did I have to talk with him about options!” The blonde was almost shouting, making everyone wince.

“You don’t kill something just because it’s unexpected or unwanted!” Molly shouted back.

“Don’t you fucking judge me,” Lexx all but screamed in return. “I’m not a fucking baby making machine, just popping them out, one after another!” Five wands were quickly drawn as the two moved towards one another, the Weasley men unsure of what was going to happen.

“You bitch!”

“You whore!” Lexx shot back. “I never should have bothered with you or your stupid family!” Before Molly could get her hands around Lexx’s slender neck, the blonde had apparated away with a loud cracking noise.
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