DISCLAIMER 1: I don't own Harry Potter and have no direct contact with J.K. Rowling. Details her are based on the Harry Potter Universe but most of them would be adaptations to that. As such, there may not be any accuracy nor precision with what Rowling actually intends for all the characters. In any case, J.K. Rowling is a great author and I wish to do justice to her in this piece.
DISCLAIMER 2: I also don't own CHARMED (R) and some characters may be similar to them, but they are entirely fictional. I don't know the outcome after Season 8, you know.
Chapter 3: A Surprise
JAMES’S PERSPECTIVE
Red and gold tapestry? It really doesn’t suit Derrick but it will do. Fireplace is lit and everyone’s in position. Hmm what else is left to do?
“Everyone ready?” I asked looking around. There was the cake, the poppers, and all the gifts ready. The great armchair was also vacated for the Birthday boy. I skipped Quidditch practice, telling our captain and Beater, Jason Greeley that I was sort of “sick”. He knew what I was planning this afternoon so he let me off.
“Ok guys? Derrick will be coming in from Quidditch practice in Three… Two… One…”
Just then the portrait of the fat lady opened and –
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” shouted everyone.
Professor Longbottom looked gloomy and stumped. He was surprised too.
“Oh! I must have entered the wrong room…” he commented. Everyone was embarrassed with the mistake and shut up. However, Professor Longbottom’s face didn’t light up.
“I’m afraid we have to cut your party short,” he said, “Mr. Halliwell’s at the hospital wing.”
The room became quiet and everyone was indeed shocked. I’m shocked as hell. Derrick was in the hospital wing. What the bloody hell happened to him? I knew I had to go to the hospital wing right now. I could feel my eyes welling up as tear drops starts to fall. I know that it isn’t very manly and given the fact that we’re not out will probably jeopardize our whole relationship. I ran up to the door, I heard Professor Longbottom call me back, but I need to go there, to be where Derrick is. But before I could get through the door, I bumped into someone who was coming in.
“Hey James, I thought the party would have started by now?” Jason said.
“Hey James! Why the sad look on your face?” asked Al, who also came through the door.
“Derrick’s in the hospital wing. Professor Longbottom said he had an accident during the Quidditch practice.” I said, wanting to get past them as fast as possible but the passage was blocked with our other team mates.
“Now hold on James. We were with him the whole time and the closest thing to an accident that he got was getting hit by the Quaffle when Annicka was passing it to Sean.” Jason said.
“What?” I asked, confused. I thought? Why would Professor Longbottom lie? I looked back at Professor Longbottom angrily.
He snapped his finger and with a swirl of white and blue sparks, he transformed to Derrick Halliwell.
I can’t take this anymore, I shouted at him, “You friggin’ lunatic! You got me all worried.”
Another uncomfortable silence ensued. I stared at him, he stared back. Those green eyes piercing mine until finally I couldn’t hold it much longer.
The room erupted with the laughter of two men. I didn’t know what happened next because I was laughing my ass for a good deal of time. I remembered people laughing as we did and then the party started. Poppers popped a way and there was the birthday cake. Al brought it to Derrick and said, “Make a wish Derrick.”
-oOo-
DERRICK’S PERSPECTIVE
It’s my 17th birthday today. Yeah, I’m technically legal in magical terms. However the birthday surprise came out earlier this morning.
I wake up really early on my birthday I don’t know why. When I woke up though, there were bluish white sparks floating around the room. It was still early, probably around half past four. I didn’t know if these things were James’ birthday surprise and I really didn’t know what to do with them. I was sort of scared because it was filling up the room and I really don’t want to wake the others up so I wished them to disappear and they just died down.
Then I got up to shower. When I was looking myself at the mirror I was thinking about transfiguration class and that I’d like to be able to transform like Professor Hetchanova. So I thought about a possible secret identity I’d take up if I was an Auror. I thought that I had black hair and generally an Asian look, something like a ninja’s you see in movies and then the next thing I know was being engulfed in a swirl of bluish white sparks. After that, I looked at myself in the mirror… I’m a ninja, costume and all.
It sort of freaked me out. So I desperately wished to just be myself. I was again engulfed in a swirl of bluish white sparks and transformed back to my self.
Weird…
Scary…
Exciting!
I tried other look in the showers. I wanted to look like Albus Dumbledore and I did transform to him. I was amazed at the exactness of the features. And when I said transform, I mean it. Haha, you’ll never guess how I found out. Anyway, others were stirring from their sleep so I changed back to my original self. I went back in to get dressed as all of them were coming out to shower. They all greeted me a Happy Birthday and I thanked them. I went back to the dormitories and as usual, James, the sleepy head, is still in dream land. I pounced on him in bed and shook him up. He woke up slowly and just greeted me.
“Good Morning Derrick! Happy Birthday! You know I love you right?”
“Good morning James!” I said back, “and uh... Thanks. I already knew that too. You won’t believe what happened to me today.”
It was just us in the room, and the others just left so I knew we had a couple of minutes of privacy. I proceeded to tell him what happened this morning with me.
“Wicked!”
That’s all he said.
“I don’t really understand any bit of this thing but I just think it’s wonderful.” I said.
“It’s like you’re a late-bloomer Metamorphmagus.” He said.
“Yeah,” and we laughed.
“However there seems to be some limitation.” I commented and he was silent so I continued, “Remember, Teddy can transform some parts of himself into animals? Like a pig’s snout and rabbit ears, but still maintain everything else human?”
He just nooded.
“I don’t think I could do that.” I said.
“So what else can you do?” he asked.
“I don’t know. But I would sure love to explore. If only I could find my wand” I said while swishing my hand like I had my wand, and suddenly another weird thing happened. Bluish white sparks appeared in my hand and my wand materialized.
“Woah!” James and I said together.
“What the hell was that?” James asked.
“I don’t know. It feels weird it’s as if I have this weird summoning magic too.” I said, “Let’s try again.”
“I wish I had your dad’s invisibility cloak right now.”
And then bluish white sparks appeared again in my hand and there it was: the cloak materializing in my grasp.
“Wow! I don’t know what to say Derrick.” James said in awe, “I didn’t have those abilities when I turned 17. You must have a very generous fairy godmother.”
“I’ll show you fairy god mother!!” I said tackling him to the floor tickling him. He laughed hard and I got so carried away that he was already crying in laughter.
“Stop Derrick! Stop!” he said in between fits of laughter. I stopped and he stood up.
“That was a good Happy Birthday morning ain’t it?” he said.
“Yeah, I just wished we had more privacy. I want us to be in a room with no disturbance.” I said as I was holding him. Just then, as if nothing’s been happening already, both of us were surrounded by bluish white light and the next thing I know, we were at a familiar hallway in the seventh floor.
“What the bloody hell just happened, Derrick?” Jason asked, he was quite red too. Who wouldn’t be? We were in a corridor and he was just in his underwear.
“I don’t know. Did we apparate?” I asked, I knew it was a dumb question. We can’t apparate or disapparate in Hogwarts.
“Umm... You never listen to Professor Binns, do you?” he said, “You can’t apparate inside Hogwarts.”
“Then what happened to us?” I asked.
“I don’t know…” he answered, “All I know is that I’m in this bloody hallway with nothing on but underwear. Quite uncomfortable don’t you think?”
I paused and looked at him head to toe, he looked sexy and irresistible. I saw a smirk starting to form from his lips, and mine was doing the same.
“Well, I’d like to get more comfortable if you know what I mean.” He said.
We laughed again. We’re quite a funny duo/couple. Just then, a door appeared in front of us. We were just outside the Room of Requirements, so, this is where my powers brought us.
“Do you think that room has all our needs?” he asked.
“Well, since my powers brought us here, I hope it has everything we need.” I said, smiling an evil smile.
“Oh… now who’s the little sex monkey?” he joked.
“Come on!” I tugged at him.
We opened the door and disappeared inside the Room of Requirements.
-oOo-
JAMES’S PERSPECTIVE
Never in a million years would I imagine myself to be in such a romantic experience.
I entered the Room of Requirements fully expecting it to be a shagging place: Small bed with clean sheets, a side desk with all the things we needed like lube, condoms and the like. But it was nothing like that.
There was music that can be heard from a distance. It was coming from some form of string instrument. They were playing such a lovely melody. The only thing we can see was a candle in the middle of the room. It was a small white candle with bluish white flames.
“Would you like to dance Derrick?” I asked him.
“Yes.” He said meekly, each of us looking deeply at each other’s eyes. It was so dark that the only thing we could see was each other’s eyes, reflecting the whitish glow of the single candle.
We went near the candle and I took his hand placed it in my waist and I wrapped my arms over his shoulders. We swayed to the music. It was a sweet sound and the most spectacular experience I’ve ever had. I leaned towards him and he leaned towards me. Before I knew it, we were nose to nose.
“I think this is the best birthday I’ve ever had in my life,” he whispered.
“Is it because of the romantic place?” I asked.
“No.” he said, “Because I’m spending this waking moment with you.”
That was it. I hugged him tightly. I knew my eyes were overflowing with tears. He hugged me back. That moment, bluish white sparks appeared one by one. Each of them glowing and moving all around until it drifted up towards the endless darkness above. It was as if fireflies were dancing around with us. Just then the music stopped and so did the moving sparks.
We moved apart a bit, still keeping our hands to each other. Then the music starts again.
“Oh my god!” he suddenly said.
“What?” I asked, quite surprised, “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, babe,” he replied, “It’s just, this music… This is a muggle song.”
“What’s it called?” I asked. I started listening more intently, it was a beautiful piece and the violin matched the melody.
Then he started singing, “The strands in your eyes…”
EDWIN McCAIN’S “I’LL BE”
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath.
And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth.
Tell me that we belong together,
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
I was moved by the song he was singing. All that time, we were trapped in each others arms but I felt safe. He continued…
And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed.
You're my survival, you're my living proof.
My love is alive -- not dead.
Tell me that we belong together.
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
I’m usually not a cry baby but I can’t help but feel so loved by him, that tears were just dripping on my cheeks. They were happy tears. Here I am, hoping to give him the best birthday present, yet he never ceases to amaze me. That boy is one of a kind. He’s given me everything: heart and soul. Then just as I thought there were no more surprises, I felt my foot stepping on nothing but air. We were being lifted by some unknown force…
And I've dropped out, I've burned up, I've fought my way back from the dead.
I've tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said
We were moving with the sparks.
Swirling.
Dancing.
Flying.
So, this is love. More sparks appeared and illuminated the room. It was bright and it’s as if I was in the sky in midday, only it’s a warm and calming glow and not sunlight that scorches your skin. It was soothing and I loved him more and more.
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your...
I hope this moment would never end. The sparks started to slow down as we were brought down to the ground.
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
Then to our amazement, lying at the center of the glowing room, a queen-sized canopy bed. The fabric covering it was a combination of pristine white and very light blue. There were lilacs and rose petals covering the floor. It was paradise.
The greatest fan of your life.
...greatest fan of your life.
“I love you, James Sirius Potter.” He said
“I love you too, Derrick Halliwell.”
In the midst of all the emotions, of bottled up longings, I held his face in my hands. Then he closed his eyes and leaned his head towards mine. I met him halfway. Our lips touched and it was pure joy. My heart leapt to the sky. Our lips parted and I felt his tongue explore my willing mouth, then it was my turn. It was like that for a few minutes: an expression of deep love.
The sparks dimmed as we went to the bed and became one, at last.
-oOo-
DERRICK’S PERSPECTIVE
We never broke our kiss as we climbed to bed. Then I got on top of him as he laid his back on the soft white mattress.
We stopped to catch our breaths and I can hear his deep intake of air as I know he can hear mine. My heart was pounding pretty fast and I could feel the same for him. I broke the silence.
“We never get tired of kissing, do we James?” I teased him.
“You little sex monkey!” he teased back.
“Little?” I asked. I know I’m not little and it’s starting to show.
“Let’s get you out of those inappropriate clothes.” He said.
I then realized that I was still fully dressed as I last remember with my cock tenting the robes and pants. He on the other hand was just in his boxers with an obvious hard on.
“Do the honors…” I said.
Without further ado, he flipped me in bed. He was now on top and I’m on my back. He worked off my shirt and started licking on my neck. While he was doing that, he was unbuckling my belt and removed my pants and boxers in one swift move. My 6-inch dick was finally free. It was poking his smooth body but he paid no attention. He threw away his own clothing and I could feel his 6 and a half inch tool, thrusting into my thighs as he smothered my neck with love. That was heaven.
“James that feels so good.” I whispered.
“I know Derrick, but this is just the icing on the cake.” He said and then he went downwards. Before I knew it, he was sucking on my nipples.
“Oh my god!” I exclaimed. I jerked a little bit from the sensation.
“You’re liking it I see?” he teased as he moved from one nipple to the other…
“Yeah, James… I love it.” I answered. He was licking it and sucking it. Then he sort of bit it, but it felt really good. I think I was about to cum without him touching me. As if on cue he stopped. He leaned back. He got up and sat on my abdomen and leaned back down. He kissed me so passionately that I almost forgot I was alive.
But it didn’t last as long as before, he stopped and whispered something I will never forget ever,
“I want to give you my all.” He said.
“Are you sure about this James?” I asked for reassurance.
He kissed my nose and told me, “You’re the best thing that happened to my life, and if there’s one person I trust and love the most, it would be you. The best way I could show that is for you to be my man, take the best thing I could offer, and make love to me.”
I didn’t know what to say. I was happy and I felt loved.
“I couldn’t even put to words what I feel right now,” I started, “All I know is that you’re also the best thing that happened in my life and I’m willing to be your man, I hope you’ll be mine too.”
Nothing more was said. We kissed again, but after a few moments, he went down on my cock. He licked it first the kissed it all around. Oh my God, I was panting like a crazy dog. The feeling was intense. Then he took my balls and engulfed them in his mouth. He tickled them inside it with his mouth and more of the pleasure was building up.
“Oh…” I moaned.
He then went back at my cock. He first licked the exposed head then sucked on it. I think I would die with all the things he’s making me feel right now. It was so good. He slowly took in more of me. He bobbed his head up and then down, each thrust engulfing more. It was sending a lot of stimulations to my brain.
Pleasure.
Love.
Then he finally took in everything in his mouth. I could feel his hot wet mouth in my pubic area. He was breathing hard and it was tickling me. I jerked a little but he didn’t moved. He sucked my cock for a few minutes, each time, taking the full length back up his throat. It was hot and I love it.
“Oh God James…” I moaned some more.
Then he stopped. He stood up and told me, “I think this baby’s ready.”
“Are you?” I asked.
“Never ever been…” he answered. HE then went down again and kissed me. I really never get tired of kissing him. It was like the most enjoyable thing in the world, until I felt the next thing he did.
While he was kissing me, he positioned his ass above my dick. Then I felt his hole touch the head of my tool. He didn’t even stop kissing me. He was rubbing my dick with his butt checks and it was dripping pre-cum. I was wet and ready and I know he was too. We continued on our tongue exhibition as he lowered that waiting hole into my cock.
I’ve read before that it would take a deal great of pain to get a dick up your ass but it would also involve a lot of pleasure. But as I was kissing James and him lowering it, I never felt him tense up.
“I’m taking you in,” he told me.
Then without warning, he started lowering his love chute in my dick. I felt a little resistance but it immediately dissolved to a tight and hot environment.
“Oh god James!” I moaned, “It feels so good.”
“Derrick,” he said, taking deep breaths, “It ain’t started yet…”
He continued to lower himself as inch by inch my love tool disappeared into the depths of his being. A little while more, I could feel his ass cheeks touching my pubes.
“I’m all yours buddy.”
“James… I love you.”
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