Date: Tue, 3 Jun 2003 01:13:37 EDT
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Aaron Carter at Hogwarts Part 2

The following is a work of fiction.  It contains scenes of consensual sex
between underage teenage boys.  If you don't like that stuff, it's illegal
in your neck of the woods or you'll get your ass whipped if you're caught
reading it please leave.

I have absolutely no evidence that Aaron Carter or Scott Leavenworth are
gay or bi and nothing in this story should be taken as such.  Harry Potter
and the rest of the characters are 100% fictional and the property of
J.K. Rowling, and I don't know if she's really a witch.  ;-)

The events in this story take place during the summer after the events told
in "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire."  That tale concludes with the
death of Cedric Diggory and the return of Lord Voldermort, which follows
Aaron Carter's visit to Hogwarts in part one.

Enjoy.  All comments to sidg0714@cs.com


Aaron Carter at Hogwarts:  Part II
By Sid G.  (c) 2003

	Ron Weasley looked at his lover across the bedroom they shared at
Ron's house in the Hollow.  As had been the case since the final day of the
tournament Harry Potter did not look very happy to be the boy who lived.
All he did was stare into nothingness.
	Ron knew why.  Between Cedric Diggory's death and he who must not
be named rebirth into a new body Harry had come out of their fourth year
feeling not like a hero for winning the tournament but a complete and utter
failure.
	A fact Harry mentioned at least once a day.  Of course Rita
Skeeter's constant articles and columns reiterating the facts and/or
stories about Voldermort's accomplishments.
	The Weasleys tried to hide the Daily Prophet from Harry but it
didn't make a difference.  Harry just kept sinking further and further into
depression.  Ron had sent a steady stream of owls to Professors Dumbledore
and McGonagall, even a couple to Snape.  The head of Slytherin house helped
the most sending along a couple of potions that helped a little bit, at
least temporarily.
	"Harry, it's time you got over this," Ron yelled out of nowhere.
"Yes Cedric's dead, yes that fucking bastard Voldermort is back to full
strength and gathering his old followers to his side but that's all the
more reason for you to snap out of it."
	Harry turned away from Ron.
	"Finally, a fucking reaction from you.  I love you Harry and I'm
afraid."
	"I'm sorry love.  It's like I've been cursed.  Can almost see a
black shroud over me," Harry said and struggled to turn over till he faced
Ron.
	"Then fight it, punch through it.  Can't just surrender.  Please,"
Ron said.
	Harry held his hand out and Ron jumped from his own bed and landed
next to Harry's bed then grabbed his boyfriend's hand.
	"Tell me what to do Harry," Ron said.
	"Don't know, help me up.  Make me walk out to the garden."
	"It's raining."
	"I know, maybe it'll wash it away.  I don't know, maybe just trying
to wash it off."
	Ron helped Harry up but Harry shook him off and walked out the room
and down the stairs by himself.
	Mrs. Weasley started to say something when Harry headed for the
door wearing just his pajama shorts but Ron shook his head.  "He's trying
Mum."
	Mother and son watched their virtually adopted son and lover walk
out into the pouring rain and to the middle of the backyard, drop his
shorts and stand with his arms outstretched.  Mrs. Weasley took her
youngest son into her arms and hugged him.  Ron looked up, concern and
tears filling his face.
	"What did he say dear," Mrs. Weasley said and Ron repeated the
conversation.
	"He's making progress, now I'm going to put a blackout spell on the
rear windows and I want you to go out there, strip and give your boyfriend
some pleasure."
	Ron's face went even redder than his hair but headed out the door.
	The warm summer rain soothed his skin as he stripped.  Once he was
naked he walked in front of Harry and saw Harry was staring up with his
eyes wide open.  Ron sank to his knees and began sucking on Harry's cock.
He had to use more of his tricks to get Harry hard and a lot more time but
it did happen.
	When the cock in his mouth started throbbing Ron felt Harry's hands
on his head.  He felt love flowing and knew it was both ways.  Harry wasn't
interfering with Ron's lovemaking so Ron just kept sucking on his love's
cock.
	Ron reached up and caressed Harry's smooth cheeks.
	Harry leaned in and simultaneously screamed and came hard and fast
down his boyfriend's throat.
	Spent Harry's knees buckled and the boys found themselves
face-to-face on the ground.  They looked at each other, smiled and were
quickly hugging tightly.
	"Better?" Ron said.
	"Think so, at least right now."
	"Start, can always have Mum do a rain spell every day."
	Harry laughed and Ron started crying.
	"What's wrong?" Harry said.
	"Nothing," Ron said.
	"Ron."
	"Just that's the first laugh from you I've heard in ages."
	"I know.  Do you mind staying out here for a bit longer?" Harry
said.
	"As long as you want."

	Through the rain they heard an owl's call and the long slow beat of
its wings.
	"We'd better put our pants on, the owl might break the blackout
spell," Ron said.
	"Don't care," Harry said.
	"My parents might be very understanding and supportive love, but
seeing us like this would be a bit much.  For me if not for them."
	The two lovers found their shorts and slipped them on as a great
horned owl came to rest at their feet.
	"Millicent?" Harry said as he removed a message tube from the
bird's talons.
	"Wonder what Aunt Rowley wants," Ron said.
	Harry unrolled the scroll and the ink started to run in the rain.
	Ron tapped it with the new wand Harry had bought him for his last
birthday.  "Impervious."
	"Thanks Ron," Harry said and returned to the scroll.

Dearest Harry,
	I hope Millicent finds you quickly because I've got a bit of news
for you that will get rid of any funk you're still in.
	I need you two and all of Ron's family in London on August 24th.
I've been sworn to secrecy why but its good news lad and should be a jolly
good time.
	You'll all stay with me, there's plenty of room in my new home.
	Send an owl telling me when you're coming and I'll make sure the
flu is open.  Love, Aunt Rowley

	"Wicked," Ron said, "Wait, that's only one week from now."
	"It's the middle of August already?  Sorry I've put such a damper
on our holiday," Harry said.
	"Least we didn't get into any trouble.  Let's go in and tell Mum
and Dad."
	They ran to the door but Harry stumbled into a chair as soon as
they were in the kitchen.
	"You all right there?" Mr. Weasley said from the stove.  "Just
making you boys some hot cocoa for when you came in."
	Ron picked Harry's head up and looked into his eyes.
	"Blimey, Dad there's a curse on the house that's affecting Harry."
	Harry nodded, "I see it again."
	Mrs. Weasley entered the kitchen.
	"What do you mean Ron?" his father asked.
	"Mum, remember when I told you Harry thought he saw this black
shroud?"
	"Yes, but I thought that was just a metaphor."
	"Me too, but when we were outside he was better.  Got an owl from
Aunt Rowley and we were both excited.  Reason we came back inside so we
could tell you.  But as soon as we crossed the threshold it slammed back
into him.  His eyes are as dead as before and not like two minutes ago."
	"If your right Ron that's a mighty powerful curse and well aimed
to.  I'll talk to people at the Ministry of Magic tomorrow about it,"
Mr. Weasley said.
	"No, not a word that we know it's a spell," Harry said.
	"But son, you can't suffer like this till school starts,"
Mrs. Weasley said.
	Harry handed her the scroll and she quickly scanned it.
	"That will be wonderful but its still a week away."
	Harry looked at Ron pleadingly.
	"What Harry's thinking is for him and me to go as soon as possible
and hide there.  Where's that special muggel phone Aunt Rowley gave us?"
Ron said.
	Mrs. Weasley whipped out her wand, "Appirate cellular.
	She handed the phone to Ron, "Never know how to work those muggel
things.  Ron flipped it open and punched the buttons like he'd been shown.

     In London J.K. Rowling was finishing dinner with some of her magical
friends when the phone rang.  She excused herself when the waiter told her
it was urgent.
     "Hello," she said.
     "Aunt Rowley?  It's Ron, Ron Weasley."
     "Ron, I take it Millicent reached you ok?  Will you be able to come
up?"
     "Yes, but Harry and I need to come up right away and stay in your
house until school starts."
     "Is he ok?  Voldermort hasn't attacked has he?"
     "We think he cursed the house.  As long as Harry's inside here he's
totally depressed, outside he feels better.  Can we come now?  Please!"
     "Yes, of course.  The flu is open so whenever your ready come over,
and its big enough for the two of you to come together."
	"Thanks Aunt Rowley, see you soon," Ron said and hung up.
	Rowling hung the phone up and stood there thinking for a few
minutes before returning to her guests.
	"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm expecting my, uh, nephew and his friend
to be arriving by flu very shortly.  Please do not mention this to anybody
from either world.  Not even at the ministry please."
	Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge nodded.

	Ron handed Harry the two suitcases and led him into the fireplace.
	"Wrap your arms around him son, I'll throw the powder.  Don't think
either one of you can talk clearly right now," Mrs. Weasley said and
reached into the bucket.
	"Ready Mum, love you," Ron said.
	Harry barely nodded before leaning his head onto Ron's shoulder.
	"Aunt Rowley's flat," Mrs. Weasley said, tossed the powder and the
boys vanished.

	Minutes later two slightly dusty boys stumbled out of a fireplace.
	"Aunt Rowley," Ron called.
	A moment later the door opened and she walked in.  As she
approached Harry began to stir and while still leaning on Ron he was at
least smiling when she kissed his forehead.
	"Feeling any better?" Ron asked.
	Harry shrugged.
	"Maybe a shower will help like before," Ron said.
	"Follow me to your room then. Has its own shower, big enough for
the two of you.  I'll have Martin bring two trays in to the room," Aunt
Rowley said.
	"Who's Martin?" Ron said.
	"I've got guests in the dining room and when I entertain I hire him
to serve.  He comes from a wizarding family but not enough talent to get
into Hogwarts but he's a great waiter.  And if he sees you two naked he
might not make it back to the dining room," J.K. Rowling finished with a
wink.
	"Aunt Rowley," Harry said.
	"He talks," she said as she opened the bedroom door, "Well in you
go boys I'll check in with you after everybody's gone."
	"Thanks," Harry said and gave his mother's best friend from
Hogwarts a hug.

	Harry felt a warm touch on his shoulder and turned over.  He
reached for his glasses and once they were on he gave his Aunt a big grin.
	"That's better Harry.  A nice big smile is a good way to start the
day and I bet you haven't felt much like smiling recently if what Molly
told me last night is true."
	Harry nodded and turned to see Ron still sleeping, "Can we talk out
there?"
	"Sure, I'll wait for you there, give you a chance to use the loo,
slip some clothes on too.
	Aunt Rowley winked and left a blushing Harry behind.
	He joined her in the sitting room five minutes later wearing shorts
and a Hogwarts t-shirt.
	"Hope they didn't make you of all people pay for that," Aunt Rowley
said.
	Harry sat on the couch next to her and shook his head.
	"We all get one of these and one of our house shirts."
	Rowling took her nephew's hand, "So what did you want to tell me
away from the love of your life?"
	"Not hiding things from him, just that he was so exhausted when we
fell asleep that I didn't want to wake him.  And it has been hell for him
this summer the way I've been behaving."
	Aunt Rowley opened her arms and Harry leaned into her and started
crying.  A few minutes later Ron walked out wearing a pair of boxers
decorated with Quidditch balls.  He hurried over but kept silent when
Rowling put a finger to her lips.
	"What's wrong?  He isn't depressed again, seemed all right last
night while we were, uh, you know," Ron said once again turning a deep red.
	"No dear, just a fret over how much of a sot he's been, putting a
damper on your summer fun."
	"Ron?" Harry said as he sat up rubbing his eyes.
	"Woke up you were gone and never came back from the bathroom so I
came looking," Ron said. "Feel all right?"
	Harry sat up as he ran his hand through his perpetually unruly
black hair.  His eyes scanned around his body.  "Don't see it, feel better.
Kind of hungry really."
	"Teenagers, come on now, breakfast should be ready in a moment,"
Rowling's said.
	Ron gave Harry a hug, "Welcome back love."
	"Sorry I mucked up our summer," Harry said.
	"Wasn't your fault now was it?  Besides Mum and Dad said it was
good practice for when we have a baby of our own."
	"They didn't?" Harry said and started laughing.
	Ron nodded and laughed along, overjoyed at his boyfriend's
recovery.
	A recovery that was confirmed when Harry ate a breakfast that came
close to matching everything he had eaten in six weeks at the Hollow.  When
he was finally finished he leaned back and patted his full stomach.
	"Presuming you can get out of the chair what are your plans for the
day?" Rowling's asked.
	"Pump you for information on the surprise," Ron said.
	"Not a chance."
	"Today I'd just like to stay here and watch television.  Maybe
tomorrow Ron and I could go down to Diagon Alley and get our school
supplies before the rush starts," Harry said.
	"Bad idea Harry.  You'll give me your lists and I'll send Martin to
get what both of you need.  Harry you've got to stay away from Wizarding
places as much as possible.  The streets of London are filled with Lord
Voldemort's followers.  You don't have to hide in here till September 1st
but a little disguise, Harry keeping his hair down, you coloring yours Ron
and you'll be able to have a fun week," Rowling's said with an expression
that clearly indicated no arguments.
	"Can you make both of us blonds?  That would be really cool," Ron
said.
	"Have a better idea, I'll send Martin to the store and get blond
hair coloring.  Will be more resistant to searching spells and I can remove
it right before you go through the barrier.  Good, I'm off.  Have a good
day." Aunt Rowley got up then kissed the boys good-bye and left.
	"Tellie in our room big enough or you want the big screen one?"
Harry said.
	"I think I want the bed," Ron said then led Harry by the hand back
to their bedroom.
	Once through the door Harry switched positions and stretched Ron
onto their bed before pulling out his wand.
	"Stripus completes," Harry said and Ron was instantaneously naked.
	"No magic from here on out.  I want to see you strip.  I want to
feel your lips, hands, mouth, cock," Ron said.
	Harry nodded and flipped his wand to the corner.  He slowly pulled
his shirt off.  First revealing a still smooth solid six-pack.  Then
dime-sized erect nipples before he pulled the shirt off completely, once
again showing his dazzling smile.
	And yes Ron's eyes got up that high.  The smile caused his cock to
jerk on its own.  Ron had missed it so the last few months.
	Harry turned and slowly lowered his shorts revealing his tight
smooth butt.  Naked he began backing up till his knees touched the foot of
the bed.  With just a slight bend of his knees Harry leapt up and back
landing an inch away from a squinched up Ron.
	Harry rolled on top of Ron and they wrapped their arms around each
other and began kissing.  Gently at first but very quickly building up to
deep lust.  After a while Harry broke the kiss and started kissing and
nipping down his lover's face and throat till he reached Ron's nipples.  He
licked at the few light red hairs between them before starting to work on
the left nipple.
	"Oh yes Harry, oh hell yes, wow," Ron finished as Harry took a
nibble on his tit before moving onto the right.
	Harry bit down hard on the right nipple then licked the nub between
his teeth while Ron bit down on his hand stifling his scream.  Harry slowly
reduced the pressure and when finally done started kissing down Ron's
stomach and carefully around his crotch.
	Harry quickly swallowed Ron's hard five inches and began running
his tongue around it then licked the precum off the end.  Meanwhile Ron
reached over and began fingering Harry's hole, getting first one then two
spit lubed fingers into the chute.
	Harry pulled off of Ron's rock hard glistening cock, rolled onto
his back then raised his legs.  Ron began rimming him, sticking his tongue
deeper and deeper up Harry's ass.
	"Fuck me lover, fuck me now," Harry cried.
	Ron moved into position and inserted his dripping cock into Harry's
opening.
	"I love you Harry Potter."
	"I love you Ronald Weasley.  Now fuck my ass."
	As Ron drove his cock deeper into Harry's hole he bent over until
their lips locked in place.  They each gave a small gasp when cheeks met
balls then resumed kissing as Ron began thrusting in and out of his lover.
	Harry relished feeling Ron's hard cock inside him again.  Much as
he could feel magic flow around and through him he felt the lust and more
importantly the love with each stroke.  Each taste of Ron's tongue, mouth
and lips.
	He willed Ron to go slower, wanting it to last forever.
	The first time Harry sensed Ron ready to go he bit down on Ron's
lip and the pain slowed it up.
	The second time he squeezed his cheeks tight forcing Ron to stop.
	The third time with his own balls ready to explode from almost an
hour of constant love making he finally gave in.
	"I'm going to fill you, give you more seed than you've ever had
before," Ron yelled.
	"Fuck me, yeah give me your love, fill my pussy with your cum,"
Harry screamed.
	A minute later Ron thrust in tight one last time and exploded deep
inside Harry.  The force of the cum brought Harry over the edge and built a
cum lake on his chest.
	Slowly Ron stopped stroking then collapsed onto Harry, his cock
still buried deep.
	"Love, I've missed that so much.  So glad you're back," Ron said.
	"Not as much as I'm glad."
	Ron grinned, "I'm gladder."
	Harry shook his head, "I'm gladdest."
	"I am," Ron said and started tickling Harry.
	"Ok, Ok, I give up, just get that cock back inside me where it
belongs."
	Ron lifted Harry's legs again and quickly inserted his hardening
rod into the cum filled hole.

	That night the world famous author J.K. Rowling was seen at dinner
and the theater with two well-dressed blond teenaged boys who shyly stood
behind her.  While she wouldn't reveal their names she said they were
relations of the man she was dating.  She wouldn't give his name out
either.

	As they walked from the theater to the car Harry suddenly cried out
in pain and covered his head.  Ron leaned him against the wall and looked
around.
	"What is it?" Rowling asked.
	"Warning of some sort usually," Ron said, "Maybe a death eater
around.  Lets get moving."
	"Could it be?" Rowling asked as she wrapped her arm around Harry.
	Ron walked on Harry's other side and noticed a quick shake of the
head.  "Harry doesn't think so, or at least not close."
	As they approached the car Harry relaxed and started walking
normally.  Ron kept looking around and suddenly stopped.
	"Blimey, look at this Harry."
	Harry looked at the poster, smiled and looked up at his Aunt.
	"Yes, that's the surprise.  Have a box and backstage passes for
both shows."
	"Be so good to see him again.  Looks like he's grown a bit," Ron
said.
	Harry looked up at Aaron Carter's smiling face, "Wonder if
everything's grown."
	"You'll have a chance to find out.  Now into the car," Aunt Rowley
said.
	"Can we invite Hermione and Neville Aunt Rowley?" Harry said as
they entered the house.
	"Better if we want to live to get to school," Ron said.
	"Done and done per the future king of pop's request," Rowling said.
	"Thanks Aunty," Harry said.
	"Now off to bed with you.  No, make that off to sleep."
	Harry and Ron blushed and nodded.

	The rest of the week went fast for the two young wizards.  They
enjoyed sightseeing around their nation's capital.  They didn't even mind
having Martin with them during the day since he knew the city and was
funny.  Cute too.

	August 24th came and mid-afternoon Mrs. Weasley, the twins and
Ginny popped out of the flu one at a time.  Mr. Weasley walked over from
the Ministry of Magic getting there right before supper.
	"So what's the big surprise Aunt Rowley?" George Weasley said.
	"Going to see a friend of ours," Harry said.
	"A close personal friend of ours," Ron added.
	"Aaron Carter's in town?" Fred said.
	"Two nights at Albert Hall and we have a private box for both
nights," Rowling said.
	"You shouldn't have JK, must have cost a bloody fortune," Arthur
Weasley said.
	"Wouldn't know, its actually the Carter family box but since only
Mrs. Carter and one of Aaron's siblings are with him there's plenty of room
for all of us."
	"Which sibling?" Ginny asked.
	"Big brother," Rowling said.
	"Nick Carter!" Ginny said.
	"How does a witch like you know about a muggel singer?" George
asked.
	"Advantage of having all those muggel born around," Ginny said and
they all laughed.
	"It's been wicked this week living in the muggel world," Ron said.
	"See you went native with that Malfoy hair color," Fred said then
dodged rolls thrown by Harry and Ron.
	Fred laughed until they hit the back of his head on the way back.
	"Security, two blond boys seeing the sights with their minder are
going to escape easy detection.  And with him back to full strength plus
the spell didn't want to take chances," Rowling said.
	"And we prefer to call it Aaron blond," Harry said.
	Martin walked in at that moment, "Ms. Rowling, Miss Granger has
arrived and with your permission would like to bring her parents up to meet
everybody."
	Rowling looked around the table and got nods from all concerned.
	"Please ask them to join us for dessert Martin."
	"Very good ma'am," Martin said and nodded which started Harry and
Ron giggling.
	"Boys," Mrs. Weasley said.
	"Sorry Mum.  Martin is the minder Aunt Rowley mentioned and that is
not how he normally acts," Harry said.
	"Still," Mrs. Weasley said, "Did you just call me Mum?"
	Harry nodded, "Hope that's all right."
	"More than all right, hearing Mrs. Weasley out of your mouth hasn't
felt right in ages.  Didn't want to push you though," Mrs. Weasley said.
	"All right if I call you Dad Mr. Weasley?"
	All Arthur Weasley could do was nod.
	"There you two are," Hermione called from the doorway and rushed in
and hugged her best friends.  "You feeling better Harry?"
	"Better and better," Harry said and motioned with his head.
	"Oh right, Mom, Dad this Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, Ron's
brothers Fred and George and younger sister Ginny.  Over there is Mr. &
Mrs. Weasley and finally our hostess Mrs. Rowling."
	"An honor to meet all of you, we've heard so much about all of you
ever since Hermione sent us her first owl," Mr. Granger said, "But I am a
bit confused.  I have read her descriptions and your books and Harry has
black hair and Ron's is as red as the rest of the family."
	Harry brushed his hair to the side revealing the famous lightning
bolt scar.
	"It is us Mr. Granger, safety.  Can you imagine boys looking like
us with Aunt Rowley?  Might blow the whole cover," Ron said.
	"And why do you need to be under cover?" Hermione asked with a
scowl.
	"Later, its time for dessert," Harry said as Martin walked in with
a big tray.
	"We couldn't impose," Mr. Granger said, "We just wanted to meet our
daughter's friends after all this time."
	"Don't be silly, no imposition at all.  Besides just seeing faces
isn't meeting," Rowling said.

	Neville arrived straight from Diagon Alley right before lunch the
next day.  Took one look at Harry and Ron and just shook his head.  "Don't
even tell me, I don't think I want to know."
	"Good idea," Fred said.
	"Very good idea," George said.
	Neville looked at the twins and sighed.  "Maybe after lunch.  I'm
starved.  Shopping is getting harder every year and then figuring out
muggel transportation to get here."
	"Wouldn't know about the shopping, Martin took care of it," Ron
said.
	"You have your books already?" Hermione said.
	"Even started studying," Harry said.
	"You?" Hermione said arching her eyebrows.
	"Can't rely on whatever moron they get to teach Defense Against the
Dark Arts now can we," Ron said.
	"Rumor going around the ministry that Dumbledore is going to teach
the course himself, at least the three upper levels," Arthur Weasley said.
	"That would be great.  At least I wouldn't have to worry which side
he was on or if he was a faker," Harry said.
	"Bloody right," Ron said.
	"If Professor Dumbledore is going to do the upper three then who
would do the lower levels?" Ginny asked.
	"Snape has always wanted it.  Think it was Hagrid told me beginning
of first year," Harry said.
	"More to the point when does Aaron get to town?" Hermione asked.

	The four incoming fifth years were sitting on the front steps at
noon the next day when two black cabs pulled up to the curb.  The rear door
of the first one opened before the cab was fully stopped and Aaron jumped
out and ran over to his friends.  They hugged each other tight.
	"What did you two do to your hair?" Aaron finally asked.
	"You like it?  We call it Aaron blond," Ron said.
	"Yeah, makes you look good," Aaron said.
	"Son," a woman said from behind.
	"Sorry Mom," Aaron said, "You met Harry and Ron last year."
	"Sorry about the shock last year Mrs. Carter, only way we could
pull it off."
	"Was worth it for the great time my boy had.  I take it the other
two are Neville and Hermione," Mrs. Carter said.
	"Yes Mom," Aaron said.
	"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Carter," Hermione and Neville said
almost simultaneously.
	"Where's Nick?" Hermione said.
	"Couldn't make it at the last minute so brought a friend of mine.
Couldn't believe I actually knew JK Rowling," Aaron said and turned to the
car, "Come on out Scotty, it's safe."
	A young teen slowly emerged from the cab.  He stood next to Aaron
and looked very short to the almost six feet tall teen singer.  Like all
the boys except Neville he was blond, but his seemed natural.
	"This is Scotty Leavenworth, he's one of my actor friends," Aaron
said.
	"Actor friend?" Scotty said and elbowed Aaron in the side.
	"Ok, Scott in addition to being star of the big and small screen is
the co-star in my bed," Aaron said, "Sorry Hermione."
	Hermione reached up and kissed Aaron's cheek.  "No problem, there's
got to be a straight boy around someplace."
	"Somebody call?" George said from the doorway and everybody started
laughing.
	"Oh oh, I think we'd better get inside before the photographers
attack," Aaron said.
	They looked down the street and saw four men trying to aim their
cameras as they ran toward them.  Everybody rushed up the stairs and
inside.  Right before he closed the door George pointed his concealed wand
and whispered a command.  Instantly the man in the lead fell sprawling
knocking the rest down too.  Every single camera broke on impact.
	Upstairs after everybody got introduced to each other the younger
set headed to the living room leaving the adults around the dining room
table.  Of course Martin had provided a selection of drinks and snacks for
Harry and his friends too.
	"So where did you two meet," Harry asked.
	"I know its so cliché but Scott came backstage after a concert
in Los Angeles for the usual two boy stars meet and greet kind of thing.
Ten seconds together in a room with a hundred people," Aaron stopped and
took Scott's hand, "Our eyes met, hands touched to shake and we were alone
in that same room.  Took all my effort not to take him into my arms and
kiss him right then."
	"Mine too, but we're both too well trained to reveal that side of
us in public.  Not right or fair but kill our careers and we both love what
we do too much," Scott said.
	"Know what you mean.  When Harry and I came out last year there was
a lot of flack," Ron said and stopped at a poke from Harry.
	"He knows the truth," Aaron said.
	"Said he'd never see or talk to me again if I told a soul.  Worse
than when he followed up with castration as a bonus," Scott said, "Do you
really have the scar?"
	Harry pushed his hair out of the way.
	"I've met Daniel Radcliff, the boy who plays you in the movies and
you're much better looking," Scott said.
	Harry blushed, "Thanks, first time I'm regretting not having muggel
TV at Hogwarts.  But what Ron started to say is that there was a backlash
at school and in the magical world.  But being who we are helped and by the
end of the school year there were several others out in all the houses
except Slytherin."
	"Always pictured Crabbe and Goyle spreading their cheeks for
Malfoy," Scott said.
	"If they did Malfoy would probably stick his boot in each of them,"
Fred said.
	"And bring his foot back out bare," George said.
	"Much chance of running into him while we're here?" Scott said.
	"Be surprised as hell.  His father doesn't like mixing with you
lower classes," Ron said.
	"So what's your schedule?" Hermione asked.
	"Busy," Aaron said, "Up to three shows now, and yes you are all
coming to all of them.  Tomorrow is devoted to interviews and an appearance
at the Virgin Records Mega-Store.
	"Then a day of rehearsals and then the three shows in three days.
But after that I am free until September 4th when we have to leave here for
shows in Liverpool and Manchester," Aaron said and smiled.
	"I'll send Hedwig to Dumbledore to see if it's all right," Harry
said shaking his head.  But his smile was just as big.
	Aaron leaned forward and kissed Harry and the lips.  The two boys
were quickly embracing with lips locked.
	"George, Fred, I think that's our cue to go," Hermione said
standing.
	"You stay here, we'll go into the bedroom.  If it gets to noisy
just put up a spell," Ron said.
	The five gay boys headed across the room and through the door into
Harry and Ron's bedroom.
	"Nice room, better than the hotel suite for sure," Scott said.
	"Harry, remember that spell from the train?" Aaron said.
	"Stripus completes," Harry said pointing his wand at Scott who was
instantly naked.
	"Holy shit, that is so cool," Scott said when he realized it.
	Neville was watching the actor's big cock rising to its full glory,
all seven cut inches of it.  Big for any thirteen-year-old but for a boy
only about four foot nine it looked huge.  Without even loosening his top
shirt button he knelt before Scott and began licking the boy's hot rod.
	Scott's knees shook as Neville licked the precum from his slit.
"Oh shit, oh hell yeah."
	Neville smiled and swallowed the erect cock in one motion.
	Scott would have fallen but a very naked Ron was kneeling behind
him rimming his ass.  In fact Neville was the only clothed teen, a swish of
the wand and the right command had him naked as well.
	After he put his wand down Harry turned to Aaron and opened his
arms.  Arms quickly filled.  Mouths met and tongues danced as hands roamed
over naked backs.  Without separating they moved to the bed and lay down in
a 69.  Working in harmony the two teens, each an idol in their own world,
started licking each other's cocks from the tip to the base and then to the
balls.  First working on the left then slowly licked their way over to the
right before running their tongues back up to the cock slits and licked up
the precum.  After a pause to catch their breath they began to swallow each
other's cock until lips touched neatly trimmed bush.  As each started
working on the cock in his mouth his hands took hold of his partner's
cheeks and caressed them.  On the floor Neville had pulled off Scott's cock
and turned around and got onto his hands and knees, his hole an inviting
target that Scott took quick aim at.  Once Scott was solidly in Ron placed
his prick at Scott's hole and started pushing in.
	"You have one hot ass Scotty," Ron said.
	"And one huge cock," Neville said.
	"Now I know why Aaron said it was different being fucked by a
magical cock and to fuck a magical ass," Scotty said.
	"Like to think my ass would be magical even if I wasn't a wizard,"
Neville said and squeezed his ass around Scott's cock.
	"Yeah," Ron said and plowed the rest of the way up Scott's chute in
one quick motion pushing Scott further up Neville who yelped in pain
followed by a moan of delight.
	Harry felt two of Aaron's fingers moving up his hole and opened his
sphincter a bit as he pulled off of Aaron's throbbing cock.  "Give me some
of that musical magic love."
	Aaron smiled as he pulled off Harry and flipped the young wizard
onto his back.  Harry raised his legs up and Aaron moved in.  His cock
guided itself to Harry's entrance and slid right in.  Once he was balls
deep he leaned over and kissed Harry gently on the lips.
	"Missed you," Aaron said.
	"Missed you too," Harry said.
	Aaron began a series of long slow strokes in and out of Harry's ass
while Harry leaned back on the bed and enjoyed it.  Harry began to slowly
stroke his cock as he felt his prostate being rubbed.
	The three on the floor were getting closer.  Scott stroked
Neville's cock as he thrust his own pulsating boyhood in and out.  The twin
sensations brought him over the edge.  The force of the final thrust and
the cum shooting up his ass brought Neville over the edge.  Ron felt
Scott's ass clench around his cock and shot his load up Scott.
	The three sprawled over the floor and listened to Aaron fuck Harry
up on the bed.
	Aaron turned on by hearing the three orgasms started stroking
faster and shorter until with a final thrust he shot his load up Harry
bringing Harry to orgasm.

	"I can't believe Aaron got us first row seats for the final show,"
Ron said as they were getting dressed to go to it.
	"Said he wanted us to get a better feel for the show than up in
that box so he reserved the eight seats together," Harry said.
	"Said he was going to wear extra-tight pants for us but we were on
our own against the drooling girls attack," Neville said as he pulled up
his own tight jeans.  He'd grown a few inches over the summer and finally
turned the fat into muscle so the black jeans and t-shirt combo looked
really hot.
	"Then day after tomorrow it's back to school," Harry said.
	"I think Hermione has read every single word in every single book
already," Neville said glancing over at his untouched pile.
	"You boys ready yet?" Mrs. Weasley called from outside the room.
	"One minute Mum, just have to put my shoes on," Ron called.
	Harry looked over, "They're on Ron."
	Ron walked over and locked his lips onto Harry's.
	"Wanted time for that," Ron said.
	"Good idea," Harry said.

	They arrived in their seats in the middle of the warm-up act's
performance.  The opening was two teenage brothers from Ireland who had a
quick rap beat and dances moves that worked as a good intro to Aaron's act.
They left the stage and the lights went out and the crowd shuffled around
in anticipation then with a long blast from the fireworks and drums Aaron
was lowered from the ceiling wearing his camouflage outfit.
	"Hey everybody, welcome to Aaron's Party!" He screamed and the
place went nuts as it had the first two shows.
	About halfway through the show Aaron introduced a new love song, a
ballad he hadn't done the previous two shows.  Scott sank low in his seat
as he realized Aaron was singing directly to him.  He smiled and covered
his heart then blew a kiss as the song ended.
	Aaron smiled his biggest smile of the night.
	"Ladies and gentlemen I'd like to take this opportunity to
introduce a friend of mine who came along for the ride.  You might remember
him as Julia Roberts' son in Erin Brockovich, he also appeared in The Green
Mile and is currently on 7th Heaven in a recurring role please give a hand
to the hottest young teen actor around, Scotty Leavenworth!
	Scotty stood and waved then took a boost from a couple of security
guards onto the stage.
	"Thanks everybody," Scotty said when the crowd quieted down, "I
leave the singing to my bud here.  Just want to say I've loved London so
far and can't wait to see as much of the rest of the UK as I can.  Now back
to Aaron Carter."
	"Give it up for Scotty Leavenworth," Aaron said as Scotty waved
then began to jump off the stage.
	Before he could a large rumble filled the hall.  Harry grimaced but
pulled his wand out.  The rest of the wizards-in-training pulled theirs and
stood searching.
	"So there you are Harry Potter, nice disguise for these muggels."
	Harry whirled facing the stage with his wand raised.  Standing
center stage was Lord Voldermort surrounded by some of his death eaters.
Harry noticed Lucius Malfoy was missing.  He also realized Voldermort had
grown into his body since their last meeting on a day that should have
brought him glory but ended in tragedy instead.
	"Cat got your tongue Potter?" Voldermort said.
	"Is this what you want Voldermort?" Harry said waving his empty
hand at the fleeing muggels, "To break down the walls between the muggel
and Wizarding worlds, and then what?"
	"So they know, big deal.  United we will rule them, especially if
you're by my side," Voldermort said.
	Harry laughed, a hard laugh but a laugh.  "We've gone through that
Riddle, the answer is still never."
	"At any cost?"
	Before Harry could react Voldermort pointed his wand at Ginny,
"Infantis."
	A pale pink light struck Ginny and when it vanished she was a
crying baby.  George and Fred went to their now truly baby sister as Ron
pointed his wand at Voldermort.
	"What are you thinking boy?" Voldermort said.
	"Lingardium Liviosa," Ron said and Voldermort rose in the air.
	"Attack," Voldermort called and the death eaters started pointing
at the young wizards."
	"Appirate adults," George called and his parents and JK Rowlings
appeared at the ready.
	From throughout the hall other wizards of all ages made their way
forward.
	Suddenly a blast struck a row of chairs shattering them and the
battle was on.  Curses and spells were shouted and power spilled out of
over two dozen wands.
	Harry saw some schoolmates crumble to the ground and prayed it was
just injuries.  He hadn't heard any killing spells but knew Voldermort
wouldn't hesitate to use one.  Harry focused on the man who had killed his
parents along with so many other wizards.
	A series of "Rigioso Fibularoso Totalus" came from throughout the
room and wizards on both sides of the battle froze.  Suddenly it was just
Harry and Voldermort.  Their matching wands pointed straight at each other.
	"So Riddle, it's just you and me," Harry said.
	"Don't call me that Potter."
	"Yeah, you didn't want to use your muggel father's name.  Thanks to
you I didn't have my parents so I'll call you anything I want you bastard."
	"If they had just listened to reason," Voldermort said with a
shrug, "But then you don't have that ability to either.  But I tire of
this."
	Harry's mind raced for the proper blocking spell for the death
spell he knew was coming.
	"Expelleramus," shouted two voices and suddenly Voldermort
vanished.
	From the back of the stage Aaron and Scott walked forward, each
holding what looked like a drumstick.
	"You all right Harry?" Aaron said.
	Harry nodded.
	A rush of noise from the rear of the hall had all three boys
swiveling and pointing their wands.  A dozen or more wizards rushed in
headed by Professor Dumbledore and Minister of Magic Fudge.
	"Oh my dear, oh my dear," Minister Fudge said as he surveyed the
ruins.
	"Mr. Potter, will you and your friends accompany me," Dumbledore
said.  Harry nodded.
	"Will my dressing room be ok?" Aaron said.
	"Always wanted to see one of those," Dumbledore said and levitated
onto the stage.
	The three boys looked at each other and climbed up.  Aaron pointed
things out as he led the group to the back.
	It took Harry fifteen minutes to explain everything that happened.
	"Mr. Carter, a year ago the sorting hat said you could have really
been in Hogwarts, in Gryffindor.  Can you explain what happened?"
Dumbledore said.
	Aaron took Scott's hand and looked at Harry who nodded.
	"When I got home at the end of the tour there was a letter waiting
inviting me to visit Encharo's School of Magic and Wizardry."
	"Ah yes," Dumbledore said.  Harry smiled and shook his head.
	"Naturally I said yes and that's where I met Scotty," Aaron said.
	"We're both in a special program that let's us train and have our
careers.  We even have tutors on the road with us.  I guess we lose
something because of it but then if we just disappeared from sight people
would wonder," Scott said.
	"And you shaped your wands into drumsticks so you can keep them
onstage?" Dumbledore said.
	"No, the wands are normal shape inside the sticks.  The base is
open and the wand is held in place inside so it's as effective," Scott
said.
	"Albus," Fudge said from the door."
	"Yes Cornelius?"  Dumbledore said.
	"Everybody's revived and fine.  Only problem is Ginny won't stop
sucking her thumb," Fudge said.
	"I'm sure she'll outgrow it again.  Now we have a lot of work to do
so I want all of you to get back to Ms. Rowling's house and stay there
until its time to go to the train.  That includes you two.  You'll be safer
up there," Dumbledore said.
	"I'm going to see Hogwarts, cool.  Thanks," Scott said and gave the
headmaster a hug.
	"Very well, off with you know," Dumbledore said.

	When they got back to Rowling's house they grabbed drinks and
paired off on the couches.  Harry nudged Ron and pointed to where George
and Hermione were cuddling.
	"Guess she found one," Ron said and kissed Harry gently.
	Across the room Aaron was yelling into his cell phone while he had
his other arm around Scott.  Finally Aunt Rowley swished her wand and the
phone went from Aaron's hand to hers.
	"Listen to me, after tonight's events young Mr. Carter is in no
condition to see or talk to anyone until the day of his next show and if
you persist in this harassment he might not be in shape enough for the rest
of the tour."
	There was a pause.
	"I'm glad you understand.  He may be available on the fourth.  Good
night sir," Rowling's said, hung up the phone and turned it off.
	"I hope that was satisfactory Aaron, Mrs. Carter."
	"Thank you so much," Mrs. Carter said.
	Aaron went over and gave her a hug, "Thanks Aunt Rowley."
	"My pleasure, I know what assholes some of these people are."
	Aaron hand his mother the phone, "You hold onto it until I get
back.  Don't bother turning it on.  Better yet have the calls forwarded to
him."
	"Aaron?" Harry said.
	"I'm sorry Harry.  Scott and I apologize to all of you for not
telling you the truth about us.  Thing is we live in a different Wizarding
world than you do.  No.  We live in a totally different world than you do
and," Aaron's voice trailed off.
	"Not mad, glad you were there when I needed you.  Voldermort was
going to use a death curse, you saved my life," Harry said and buried his
head into Ron's shoulder so nobody could see the tears.
	"I think we're going to sleep.  Good night everybody," Ron said
then led Harry to their bedroom.

	September 1st came with sunny skies and nine young wizards eager to
get to Hogwarts.  Mr. Weasley with help from the twins had gone back and
forth to the Burrow via the flue and brought all the school supplies and
owls plus Scabbers.  It had taken several trips and it was clear they were
hiding something but Mr. Weasley refused to say a word and Fred and George
followed suit.
	They arrived at the train stain early and quickly went through the
barrier.  There were few other students and their families on the platform.
A couple of them approached the group.
	"Aunt Rowley, its time to turn our hair color back," Harry said.
	She tapped each of their heads and instantly Harry's hair was back
to its normal messy black and Ron to his flaming red hair.
	"Hi Colin," Harry said, he couldn't remember some of the other
names right off.
	"Hi, I don't know if you know but I was there at the concert.  It
was an honor fighting with you Harry, with all of you," Colin said.
	Harry and Ron embraced their younger housemate.
	"I didn't know Colin, but I'm glad you put your camera down long
enough to join in," Harry said with a smile.
	Everybody laughed and Aaron walked up and hugged Colin.  "Sorry you
didn't get to see the whole show.  I'll try and do some of the missing
numbers at school."
	"Hope so, and I think your boyfriend's cute too," Colin said.
	"Thanks," Aaron said and put his arm around Scott, "I think he's
more than cute."
	"Better," Scott said and kissed Aaron's cheek.
	"Now onto the train the lot of you," Mr. Weasley said.
	After a last round of hugs and kisses the Gryffindors boarded a car
and took control of a set of compartments.
	Ron and Harry sat together on one seat and Aaron and Scott took the
other side.  Slowly the train filled up and all the young wizards walked
back and forth saying hello.
	"See you came back for a second appearance muggel and you brought
your boyfriend along faggot," Draco said from the door.
	"Since you got to work my ass over last year I figured I wanted a
shot at yours.  Unless you've still got the butt plug cemented up your
ass," Aaron said, "And I'm not a muggel and neither is Scott."
	"Surprise," Ron said.
	"What surprised me was not seeing your father the other night,"
Harry said.
	Draco looked over his shoulder, entered the compartment and closed
and locked the door.  When he turned he saw four wands pointed at him.
Instantly he raised his empty hands.
	"No, I'm not here to make trouble or trade insults.  At least as
long as the door's closed," Draco said and gave his trademark smile.
	Harry lowered his wand and the other three followed his lead.
	"What's up?" Harry said.
	"Believe it or not my father opposed the attack at your show Aaron.
He did not believe we were ready to break down the wall between the two
worlds.  Despite being Lord Voldermort's senior aide he was ignored.  He'll
survive that but he told me that the Dark Lord was madder than he'd ever
seen him.  Made threats against everybody, without caring where.  Already,
and I am sorry about this Ron, sent some of his death eaters to wreck your
house," Draco said and slumped against the door.
	"So that's the secret Dad was keeping," Ron said.
	"Why are you telling us this Malfoy?" Aaron said.
	"Please call me Draco in private.  There are times I hate being his
son."
	"Ok Draco, but why?" Harry said.
	Draco shifted and looked Harry directly in the eye.  "You know of
course a lot of those threats were made directly at you.  The only thing
keeping you alive is that Dumbledore was right, you absorbed some of his
powers and he wants them back.  Only if he kills you at close range will he
get them.  I got the feeling from my father that he's going to try to get
into Hogwarts and attack you there and soon.  If I find out more I'll find
a way to let you know.  Harry rose and stuck out his hand.  "I didn't shake
your hand four years ago but I'll do it now."
	"Means a lot to me Harry.  Wish we could be friends with the doors
open to," Draco said as he held Harry's hand.
	"Whenever you're ready.  But at least we all know you're not our
enemy any more," Harry said.
	"Yea, and I don't blame you for what he did to my house," Ron said.
	Draco smiled, nodded at Aaron and Scott and quietly slid out of the
compartment.
	Scott shut the door again.  "Can you trust him Harry?"
	"My first night at school I didn't shake his hand not just because
of his attitude to you Ron but I felt something emanating from his hand,
something hostile.  It was different today, friendly.  Maybe we've picked
up a spy behind enemy lines.  I hate keeping secrets from her but don't
tell Hermione and for his sake we have to keep pretending we don't like
Draco."
	"Won't take much pretending," Ron said, "But if you excuse me I'll
think I'll find my brothers and beat the truth of what they're hiding from
me out of them."
	"I've got a better idea," Scott said and grabbed Ron, "I'd like to
become a member of the Hogwarts' Express club."
	Ron smiled, "That does sound like a better idea.  I can beat them
up at school."
	Aaron moved over to Harry, pulled out his wand and said, "Stripus
completes totalis."

To be continued...