Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Vibe ❯ Suspicious Behavior ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Seshygirl04: So I've been around other sites for a long time, so this is not my first fic... so if you want to make fun of a "noob" then go jump off a cliff.
Posef: Indeed. Well, this story is about gay people so if you no likey, you can go fucky. Eh?
Seshygirl04: Ouuu, Posef has got a mouth today! Well, on with the story!
Disclaimer: As a wise man once said, “Who the hell do you think I am?! J K Rowling?!
Warning: This story may contain content not suitable for children (though we all know those little buggers read it anyway). Adult language and content follow.
Harry sat in his bed, waiting for it to turn midnight just as he had on his eleventh birthday years before. Watching his watch as the seconds tick by, he can’t help but let his mind drift. ‘I wonder what will happen this year? It’s been 16 years since the beginning of my existence and I still have nothing that great to show.’
He sighs as his watch silently counts down with him, ‘8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.’ Harry takes in a sharp breath and nothing happens. ‘Well... that was cool.’ he thinks very sarcastically. He let his head fall back onto his pillow.
He starts to sing, “words like violence, break the silence. Come crashing in, into my little world. Oh don’t you understa-” he realized that he was singing aloud. ‘I should stop doing that,’ he thinks and gets up from his bed.
‘Yup, reeeeaaaal cool. I should go get something to drink or something… else’ he thinks as he smiles and his throat starts to close from his giddiness. He grabs his invisibility cloak and walks down the stairs, not really caring if anybody heard him. Today was his birthday and even though it wasn’t daylight outside yet, he still felt energized as he ran down to the portrait hole. Climbing through it, he realizes that Filch’s cat is staring at the portrait now swinging shut. He walks right past her and hums a little song to himself. As we stated before, today was his birthday… he would do anything that he felt even a small urge to try. Well… not cocaine… he’d decided that even just smoking pot had made him feel like he did something wrong.
He reached the statue and slipped behind it. It was the statue that he’d discovered all by himself last year. He was just so proud of himself that he used it every chance he got. Harry smiled and poked the small etching of a fly in the wall. The same wall seemed to burn away as if his finger had acid on it, then magically reformed behind him as if nothing had happened at all. He runs through the dimly lit tunnel, eager to get there.
Reaching the end and climbing up the latter through the sewer hole, Harry smiles and breaths in the fresh night air. Why was there a random ass tunnel leading from the streets of Phelios Alley to a statue in Hogwarts? Harry honestly had no idea why… it kind of creeped him out sometimes.
Pushing those thoughts aside, he took a left, went straight, another left, a right, and then he was in front of his favorite store. Before you know what store it was, you have to first understand, Phelios Alley was not a place for any normal wizard to go. Only the freaks and unusual creatures went to Phelios Alley to get their essential things needed for living in this world.
Harry opened the door to the store called, “Original Skin” and grinned at the many human skin suits they had there. He didn’t really need a human skin, but he still liked looking at them. Along the shelves was a lot of random crap that looked very odd. Pushing past a very dark skin with long, braided hair, he looked closely at the junk they had on this shelf.
A jar of pens with miniature glowing bats in them sat near a rack of teeth-necklaces. Harry could see that everything on this shelf was about under 5 knuts. The only things over a galleon in this store were the skins.
Something unusually cute caught his eye and he turned to look at a clown doll swinging back and forth on a swing. It didn’t seem to be alive, so Harry lost interest in it and walks over to the sickle shelf. He felt nervous… that clown thing was just too out of place in this store. “May I help you?” a strangely energetic voice came from behind him. He jumps and turnes around with wide eyes.
“Fuck you Jeremy! What the hell? Ugh, why do I even associate with you?” Harry nervously babbles.
“Because ya have kinky and weird obsessions that yuh can fulfill at a price of one sickle per strange item!” Jeremy says in an amused and practiced voice. He had spiky green hair and an eyebrow piercing. He was obviously Japanese by the way he talked. He had a really thick Osaka accent (kind of like a southern messy twang to the language). Yup, Jeremy was born and partly raised in Osaka, Japan. He killed his father and had to go into hiding though, so he came here.
Harry smirked, “Yeah yeah, lets hope you don’t wake up with handcuffs and a ball gag in your mouth.” He flicks his tongue at Jeremy to show what he meant.
Jeremy scoffs and sticks his tongue out. “I know I ‘ave a heavenly body, but honestly Harry, can’t you keep your sick thoughts tah yahself?” he asked jokingly. He didn’t wait for a reply before going on about a new order that they just got in today.
Harry just nodded and interrupted with, “What the hell’s with that creepy clowny thing over there?” He pointed to the clown that had stopped swinging by now. It just looked at the other side of the room with lifeless eyes and still had that grin painted on his face.
“Sometimes I think you’re not listenin tur me Harry. Tha’s what I was sayin tuh ya befo’ ya interrupted me!” he says and bonks Harry on the head with a pink studded vibe. He giggles as Harry looks at the object with distain and goes on, “We jus got that un from Spain today! It starts swingin when people with bad thoughts come near it. Hah, I saw it swingin away when you walked by it though! What’re ya thinking of huh?” Jeremy pokes Harry in the chest with the vibe again and Harry’s eye twitches at the thought of what the other boy had done with it.
With a nod Harry said, “Yeah, I was thinking about getting a vibe… but I’m not so sure anymore… that one you have in your hand is going to traumatize me.” He makes a squinty face at it and Jeremy laughs.
“Well in that case Harry my dear friend, let me show you the lubes too!” Jeremy cries in excitement. Harry rolls his eyes. He knew that the vibes were the second most expensive thing in the store and the lube was always sold in cool jars that cost a little extra. Jeremy had told him that it was the owner’s plan for getting more money, especially with the amount of gay people in the area.
In the end, Harry had bought a purple vibe (even though he was under age, Jeremy didn’t care) and pineapple coconut smelling lube. Jeremy had convinced Harry that it was a highly sensual smell and it was also relaxing.
He carries the bag of forbidden objects up to his room after saying goodbye to Jeremy and going through the tunnel back to Hogwarts. ‘Ah, no school tomorrow! I can sleep late and then maybe people will leave me alone long enough for me to try out my new birthday gift to me.’

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Seshygirl04: Ok, so I changed his birthday... whatever. You will soon learn that I don't care about little details like that...