Episode 5
Sirius
Sirius practically jumped off his bike. What the fuck was going on. The only reason he made it all these years in prison. He pulled the door with such force that it slammed on the side of the clubhouse. Dumbledore had some explaining to do.
“Hey Pads!” Multiple voices called through the house. He growled ignoring them. When he made it to Dumbledore’s office he kicked the door open.
“Where the fuck is my godson! You… You allowed me to stay in prison and now… Now when I finally get out my godson is gone! President or not I will kill you if you don’t tell me where Harry is!” The old man looked up at him. Those eyes that normally sparkled were glassy with unshed tears. Oh no…. NO… NO… NO! Harry couldn’t be gone… not really gone. He lost James; he couldn't lose anyone else.
“He has been kidnapped. By a rival gang. We are not sure which one yet… There was footage of him being taken by two men. They were not wearing their cuts so we couldn’t see who they belonged to.” Dumbledore shook his head. It was as if he was a puppet and someone cut his strings. Sirius fell into a chair.
“K..Kidnapped. Not… Not dead?” He questioned. To think of his godson dead… He was barely holding on to a thread mentally. Losing Harry would send him over the edge.
“We will get him back Sirius. I have everyone looking for him. Day and night.” Sirius nodded. He will find Harry.
Harry
Reggie’s lips trailed down his neck. Harry arched back into the older man. Strong arms wrapped around him.
“Reggie,” Harry moaned. A hand slipped into his pants.
“You are the most beautiful man in the entire world.” The older man’s voice rumbled into his ear.
“NURSE! Coming in!” Reggie’s voice changed from sultry to muffled. Harry no longer felt lips on his neck. The door slammed open and brought him right out of the dirty dream he was having. The man in his dream stood with a sexy smirk.
Harry noticed that his naked chest was showing. Thankfully, the blanket was thick enough not to show the other issue that was going on underneath.
“Couldn’t you have waited until I said come in? I was sleeping!” Harry huffed and crossed his arms around the blanket.
“Well, it is important! I want to go for a ride and you are coming with me.” Reggie stated, not asked. Harry raised his eyebrow. Not that he never rode a bike before. He actually loved to ride. Dumblefuck would never allow him to get his own bike. He told him he didn’t have the money to give him. Of course, they would take all of his paychecks when he worked as well.
“So go on the ride. You didn’t ask if I wanted to go, you told me. Plus I am not getting on the back of your bike. The only way that I am riding is if I'm driving.”
Reggie laughed out loud.
“You are cute when you act so big and bad. Well, I can't do anything today about the bike situation. I’m assuming you do not have a bike. But if you come with me this one time I promise you the next time we take a ride. You will have your own bike. Get dressed, we leave in ten minutes! I even had Barty make breakfast for a picnic.” Harry was going to tell him once again he wasn’t going when Reggie rushed out the door.
Harry rested his head on his hands. Should he go on a ride with a man that he was having a sexy dream about? How embarrassing would it be when he would wrap his arms around Reggie and then pop a boner?
After a quick shower and 15 minutes of stalling. Harry walked down the stairs. On the couches sat Draco with a book in his hand. They were starting to get along with each other. He didn’t know if he could trust the blond. It wasn’t like where he grew up; anyone wanted to be his friend.
“Mornin’” Draco called without looking up. “He is already outside. I thought you were going to stand him up.” Draco’s blue eyes looked up from the page he was reading and smirked. “Thankfully you didn’t. I don’t think any of us wanted to deal with a brooding Reggie all day.”
“I’m taking one for the team. I think after breakfast. I'll see if I can pick up a shift at the pub. I need to save more money. I almost have enough to get to where I’m going. Then I’ll be out of your hair. See you later Draco.” Harry didn’t want to hear Draco tell him he didn’t have to leave yet. The more that people told him the easier it was to stay. Under no circumstances could he stay.
The sight he saw when he walked out of the clubhouse made his mouth water. Reggie was on his bike. His arms looked strong as he revved the engine. Could the man look even hotter? Then he smirked at him. Yep… He could look hotter.
“About damn time Nurse.” Harry crossed his arms. He had to speak.
“I didn’t know there was a time frame Reggie. You could have left without me. I didn’t even want to come on this ride, remember.” The older man held out a helmet. With a huff, Harry took the helmet. He straddled the bike before he pulled the helmet over his head. It’s been a bit since he rode. Hagrid would let him ride without him sometimes.
Reggie revved the engine one last time before he pulled toward the street.
The familiar rumble of a bike made Harry smile to himself. Riding always felt like he was flying. It was the one place where he felt free. Free from the abuse, and the yelling.
Before Reggie made his first turn, Harry held onto him. The thing is it shouldn’t have surprised him. He saw Reggie without a shirt on. He knew how fit the man was. It didn't matter feeling it this close, and not in a medical sense was completely different.
The town was blurred around them. It didn’t take them long to be out of town. The divided road quickly became a small country road. The road was clear. Reggie opened his bike up. The wind whipped around them. A turn grew close and Reggie didn’t slow that much. Harry wrapped his arms tighter around him. After the turn, he felt a hand on top of his. The feel of Reggie’s hand on his made the ride even more enjoyable. So much he frowned when Reggie pulled away.
They rode for what felt like forever, but then not that long at all. Reggie pulled off the main road. They rode a few minutes later. The sound of the sea could be heard when the engine stopped. Harry has never seen the ocean before. Not that they were on a beach they couldn’t be. Reggie hopped off the bike. A calloused hand helped Harry off the bike. When he took his helmet off. He moved toward the sound of waves crashing. They were on a cliff overlooking a small beach. It was the most beautiful thing he ever saw.
“This is my secret spot. No one knows where it is.” Reggie’s breath caressed his neck as he spoke. Harry jumped. How did he get behind him without him noticing? IT took everything in him not to lean back into his arms.
“I can see why.” Harry took a step away. He couldn't trust himself being so close to him.
“Come on let's eat, I’m starving.”
Reggie
Reggie watched Harry look out into the ocean. He was picking at the spread that Barty packed them today. This was the most at peace he ever saw the Nurse. He wanted to get to know him better. He knew men like Harry. If he wanted to get to know him. Reggie would have to share things about himself. Things that he hasn’t shared with anyone that he slept with. Though he wasn’t sleeping with Harry. He wanted to sleep with Harry. He wanted to do more than sleep with Harry. He wanted a relationship. He wanted to own him in all ways.
“There is only one other person who knows this spot.” Reggie started slowly. Good, take your time Reg. Harry’s beautiful jeweled eyes look up at him.
“So I’m not the first person you brought here?” Could that be a hint of jealousy in the nurse’s voice?
“If you mean a person who isn’t my brother. Yes, you are correct.” Harry’s head cocked to the side. Fuck why is he so beautiful.
“You have a brother?” Harry placed his plate down on the blanket.
“Yeah, we are not close. We used to be, but something happened.” Reggie watched as the nurse crossed his legs on the blanket. “We followed two different ways. He wanted to be with one club and I another. I used to hate him. He picked another man he called a brother who wasn’t even blood over me. Not that I wouldn’t help him now if he needed me. As kids, we would come here to get away from our parents. They didn’t care where we were most of the time. That was until they needed us to be someplace. You wouldn’t think people who came from money would just ignore and not physically abuse them. Anyways, we were all that we had, and now.” Harry bit his bottom lip as he listened. There was a knowing look in the smaller man’s eyes. As if he knew the pain. Reggie would hurt anyone that would dare to hurt Harry ever again. The man was already under his skin.
“So you don’t see your brother at all?” Harry asked after a long moment of silence.
“No, he is in prison for a crime he did not commit. I think I heard that he might be getting out soon. Which is good. Maybe he will get away from that club. They could have gotten him out. I’m not sure why they allowed home to stay in prison that long. If it was one of our guys we would have done all we could.” Reggie looked into Harry’s eyes. Then the nurse sighed.
“I’m sorry about your brother. If I had a sibling, nothing would keep me from talking to them. Didn’t matter if we were in different motorcycle clubs.” Harry placed his hand over Reggie's. A fucking touch of his hand made Reggie feel more than his last fuck. He leaned closer to the nurse, who licked his lips. It was as if he was giving him the green light to kiss him. Reggie cupped Harry’s left cheek. His breath hitched. Reggie gently pressed their lips together. Harry’s lips were pillowy soft. The smaller man moaned softly as Reggie nibbled his bottom lip. He didn’t dare to deepen it. The kiss lasted a few moments more before Harry pulled away. There was a cute blush on his cheeks. Neither one of them spoke, they just rested their foreheads together.
“You kissed me,” Harry whispered breathlessly. Reggie chuckled and kissed his nose.
“You kissed me back.” He rubbed his thumb over Harry’s warm cheek.
“Did I? Well, I don’t remember it that way. Maybe we can try again to see if that is what happened.” Oh, so this is how it was going to play. Reggie smirked.
“I will kiss you until we figure it out.”
“O..Okay.” That blush grew redder on Harry’s cheeks. Reggie didn’t hesitate when he pressed their lips together again.
They spent the rest of the day chatting about lighter subjects and traded kisses. Harry demanded to drive back and Reggie said no. He already had an idea in his head all he would have to do was talk to Fen.
Barty
Music played in the kitchen as Barty chopped up veggies for the stew that he was making. They had beef that was about to turn. So he wanted to cook it up. He always cooked when life became too much. The kitchen was his safe space. Not that many guys would come in while he was cooking. They would normally pour their cup of coffee or grab a beer and fuck off.
As he turned around to add the onions and garlic into the hot pan to cook, he heard footsteps. He knew whose boots those were. It's strange how he could tell his best friend's steps.
Barty has done a good job ignoring Bast. After their last row at the garage. He hadn't spoken to him. They have fought before, but never this bad.
The footsteps stopped, and Barty didn’t want to turn around and see his stupid face. So he did what a very mature person would do and ignored him as he stirred his onions and garlic.
“How long are you going to ignore me, punk?” Punk of course would pull out that name. What a prick. “This is crazy Barty. We have never gone this long without talking. What did I do that was so bad to have you pissed off at me like you are?” What did he do? WHAT DID HE DO? Barty couldn’t ignore that. He turned around and pointed the wooden spoon at him.
“Oh, I don’t know Bast. Maybe it was how shitty you've been treating me lately. It’s like you are two different people right now! I don’t even recognize you. First, you picked a fight with me. You are fucking more bunnies. You haven’t really been around and not to mention the fucking kiss! YOU KISSED ME BAST.” Barty practically yelled loud enough for the whole clubhouse to hear. Fuck it if Bast was having an identity crisis. Why wasn’t he talking with him they were best friends. Bast stood there, his jaw clenched tight. His lips were in a thin line.
“That isn’t what confuses me the most. What hurts and confuses me most Bast, is I’m your best friend. If something is bothering you? You normally come to me. Now it seems like when you do come around. It’s to fight or make small talk.” Barty waited for Bast to say something, anything. After deafening silence, Barty huffed and turned back to the stove.
“Just fucking go Bast. I’m busy, I don't have time to talk to you.” Without a word, Bast walked away. Tears stung his eyes, he would blame it on the onions if anyone asked. Not the fact that his best friend who he has been in love with forever is pulling away.
Lucius
The farmers market was one of Lucius' favorite places Severus would take him. They went every Saturday. They would grab brunch and then walk around looking at all the vendors. Lucius loved getting homemade soaps, lotions, and body scrubs. His appearance meant a lot to him. Severus would roll his eyes, but he noticed how he would linger and nibble his neck when he wore the lotion he liked.
Severus seemed to be in a great mood lately. His husband was quite taken with the new nurse. In a fatherly way of course. Lucius knew he was all the man could handle. Severus had been in love with him since first sight. Harry even hung around with them and had a good relationship with Draco. Sometimes they fight like siblings but, it’s nice to have something of a second son now.
It was a peaceful day as they walked when they heard yelling.
“I don’t care if it's a baby or not! I gotta make a living. I can't just be giving away things for free!” A woman screeched. Lucius looked up at Severus. Who had his eyebrow raised.
“Shall we go see what’s happening dear?” Lucius intertwined their fingers together.
“Yes, it sounds like Helen has her teeth in someone.” The sight they saw was a young man holding a baby. They both looked dirty and homeless. Severus squeezed his hand.
“I know that boy and his son.”
“SON?” Lucius gasped beside him. The boy was too young to have a son.
“Yes, they came by the clinic the other day. Otto and his son’s name is Elijah.” Lucius had made his mind up. The boy was younger than Draco. This won’t do. He squeezed Severus’ hand before he pulled away.
When he walked up to the stand. He put on his infamous Malfoy smile.
“Helen, you are looking lovely today. Whatever this young man needs let him have it.” Lucius pulled out way more than he would need and held it out to Helen.
She opened and closed her mouth before she glared at Otto.
“Babies shouldn’t be having babies if they can’t take care of them!” Lucius watched as Otto stood there with purées and fresh milk. Lucius walked up to him slowly not to scare him.
“I’m sure you need more than that. How about you come with my husband and me? We can get you sorted.” Otto finally looked him in the eye. He shook his head until his eyes widened as Severus walked up next to him.
“Dr. Snape.”
“Hello, Otto. I must insist that you come with us. We can grab a cup of coffee or tea and get this little one fed hmm.”
Otto shook his head again. Poor boy, Lucius thought to himself. He needed a family. Lucius had the family for him.
“Okay. I… I.. Thank you for this. I lost my job. Then we were kicked out of my flat. I don’t know what to do.”
Lucius watched as Otto pulled his son closer to him. Lucius could add another son. Draco, Harry and Otto. Yes, that would do just fine. Plus a grandchild as well.
“We will figure it out. Now let's get you fed.” Lucius gently pushed the younger man’s shoulder, getting him to move.
“I guess it is the season of the strays,” Severus whispered to him.
“Yes, I know you adore Harry. So maybe we can have two more sons. I don’t think Draco would mind.” Severus rolled his eyes as he clasped their hands together. Lucius smirked to himself. Yes, three sons sound nice.