Closed: First Date with Skylar Fawcett

[so_harry]

He had owled her that next morning, a scribbled note telling her to meet him outside of the entrance to Diagon Alley at six o'clock sharp Tuesday night. He had only hoped that the day wouldn't be crazy enough to intrude on their plans. With the holidays approaching and the Burning Man case still in full swing, the office was in chaos. But, luck had

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[skylar_x]

Her skin was warm and even though it was December, Skylar realized she was wearing too many clothes to be this close to him. Skylar moaned softly against his lips as her fingers moved into his hair roughly. If she could, she would have pulled him right on top of her there in the middle of the carnival.

[so_harry]

Just that singular sound from her lips was enough to drive him a bit mad, suddenly cursing himself for bringing her someplace so public. Breathing heavily, Harry finally pulled away from her, the car starting to move down again. He tilted his forehead against hers, his lips parted just slightly as he smiled.

"If we weren't in public right now-"

[skylar_x]

"I just want to do dirty things to you all night," she told him, a little breathless. She couldn't help herself.

When they reached the bottom, it was clear that they had drawn a crowd. A few school girls giggled before looking away while some old couples didn't bother to shield gaze. Skylar should have blushed but she only grinned sheepishly over at Harry, trying not to laugh.

[so_harry]

"Enjoy the show?" Harry asked the older couple, grinning wickedly as the ride came to a stop. It eased in place, swinging slightly before the conductor came by to let them out.

He might have even winked at Harry's direction but he wasn't paying attention to anyone but Skylar at that moment.

"What do you say we get out of here, then?" he asked her as he helped her from the car.

[skylar_x]

Skylar nodded as she grabbed his hand and stepped out of the car. It felt good to be back on the solid ground.

"I think first we have a bet to settled," she reminded him, one eye brow pitched and a devious smile on her lips.

[so_harry]

Harry fixed her an odd look before he remembered their agreement. Ah, yes. Harry and his big fat ego, getting him into all sorts of trouble. He flushed slightly, raking a hand through his hair, pressing it down with the palm of his hand.

"Right- yes- I suppose that's going to have to happen, eh?" he asked, chuckling sheepishly.

[skylar_x]

"Are you going to back out on me now, Potter?" Skylar teased, poking at his side playfully.

They made their way back into the crowd and away from prying eyes. Though, Skylar didn't mind them at all. The more witnesses there were the better her credibility grew when she wrote about it.

[so_harry]

"Me? No- no-"

Yes, yes. Well, he wanted to. As confident as Harry was in his body, it wasn't as if he wanted all of wizarding England to see his arse. He pressed his lips together, trying to find the perfect alley in which to hide so he could properly undress.

"I'm just.. formulating a plan in my head."

[skylar_x]

Crossing her arms over her chest, Skylar watched him go over this whole thing in his head. He was just so cute when he was flustered.

"Well, first we should probably get away from all these children," she suggested, looking around them. "I'll settle for a deserted part of the street."

She craned her neck, looking for somewhere more isolated for them to go. Then she added just for fun, "We wouldn't want this popping up in that gossip column, after all."

[so_harry]

He blanched.

"That would not be good-" he said, rubbing at the back of his neck roughly. "Well, I mean, it wouldn't be great."

He laughed, shaking his head. That bloody column had said an awful lot about him in the past few years. He'd never figure out how it all came out so easily- how hard it was to keep a bloody secret from whoever it was behind the writing. He looked back at Skylar, finally finding a proper spot.

"Alright- here's the deal," he said, his voice suddenly serious. "I'm going to take off my clothes- and you're going to take them, alright? Then, I'm going to tear through the street like a bloody idiot and once I'm through, we're both Apparating back to my flat, alright? I don't need to be arrested without any pants on-"

He nearly shuddered at the thought.

[skylar_x]

"I definitely don't want to be bailing you out tonight and giving a statement about a naked Wonder Boy," she agreed, laughing at the idea of it.

They made their way into the alley, which was quiet enough. And Skylar got herself ready to hold onto his clothes until he was back.

"I'll be right here when you get back. The alley even opens up at the other end so you can just swing around the block."

[so_harry]

So, there he was, unbuckling his belt, taking off his coat, shimmying off all of his clothing. Damn all the layers he had decided to wear that night. He stepped out of his boots, pulled down his jeans and suddenly he was standing there in nothing but a pair of white boxer briefs. He'd piled up everything rather neatly in Skylar's arms, not quite catching her eye.

She'd seen him this way before, no doubt about it. Many ways, many places.

But no one was less attractive in freezing weather.

Finally, his briefs were off and placed gingerly on top of the pile.

And off he jogged.

[_draco_m_]

Draco heard some whistling and catcalling, turning his head.

Harry Fucking Potter, dick flying around and running by!!!!!!

Draco started peeling with laughter, shouting:

"Brilliant wee peen, Potter!"

[skylar_x]

Skylar held Harry's clothes close to her chest as she watched him head off in to the street. She didn't even bother to shy away from the sight of his perky, toned backside. Maybe not everyone looked good in the cold but from this view, Skylar really didn't mind.

As soon as he turned the corner Skylar was laughing. She could hear the whistling and hollering from her spot in the alley. Really, she hadn't expected there to be so many people this far off from the carnival but only a very small part of her felt bad.

Within minutes she heard him jogging back down the other side of the alley, cheeks flushed.

[so_harry]

It had started as a slow jog, his body not quite catching up with the cold, his muscles cranky from the wind chill. But soon, as the eyes and hollers and cat calls came, his jogging sped up and he was rounding the corner before he knew it. He tried not to focus on the stares or the weird looks from the ride conductors. He there he'd heard his name yelled but he was too focused on his own two feet that he couldn't make out who it was.

When Skylar came back into vision, he slowed down, his cheeks ruddy from the cold and his glasses fogged just slightly from his breath.

"That work for you, Fawcett?" he asked, coming to a stop, breathing slowly. "Or would you fancy another lap?"

[skylar_x]

She was nearly doubled over at this point, laughing so hard. Part of her hadn't actually expected Harry to go through with it all. And, if he had asked the right way, she would have let him off the hook.

"No, no, you've held up your end of it," she promised, coming up to him, his clothes still cradled in her arms.

Then she noticed his breath, coming out in thick clouds. He must have been freezing. Her expression quickly changed to concern.

"Merlin, let's go before you turn into Harry Popsicle."