InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "booty booty booty booty rockin"

Harry Potter (auror__potter) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-10 01:10:00

Entry tags:

character: harry potter, character: roger davies, status: complete

Harry and Roger
Who: Harry & Roger
What: A friendly visit
Where: Roger's flat
When: 10th Sept, early afternoon
Rating: SFW
Status: Ongoing, Closed

Harry had dragged himself out of bed and into the office, feeling like a dozen hippogriffs had run him over. Hangover potions, such as they were, never worked without making him feel sicker than the actual hangover, so he was stuck with Muggle pain killers and a raging headache. He felt like shit, and looked even worse, which probably explained why Savage had taken one look at him and ordered him to take forty-eight hours of personal time. Chernoknizhnik’s death had hit them all hard, but Harry knew he handled loss worse than most people. He took each hit personally, wondering if there could have been anything he could have done to avoid the situation, despite not having been directly involved in this one.

So he'd gone home, tried to get more sleep and called that a failed mission when he just lay staring at the ceiling for an hour, stomach roiling and head pounding as he mentally walked through what had happened. Knowing he would drive himself crazy if he kept this up, he forced himself up and into the shower. He spelled the water as hot as he could handle it, and spent another hour trying to drown himself. The water pressure in the flat was excellent, helped along by a couple more spells courtesy of Hermione's clever wand, and the pounding had eased his headache a fraction by the time he toweled himself dry.

At a loss for what to do next, Harry remembered that Roger was housebound and had requested company. Preferring the little funny little flip his stomach did when he thought of Roger to the churning it did when he thought about Chernoknizhnik, a visit sounded like just the thing to help ease him past the rest of the hangover. Just a friendly visit, he reminded himself as he rounded up whatever he could think of that would amuse the Quidditch player, and then Apparated to Roger's flat. He knocked at the door before he could talk himself out of it, and hoped Roger didn't already have company.

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

rogeringdavies
2014-10-09 06:20 pm UTC (link)

Roger nodded dreamily. "I love riding wood, Harry. Also having someone ride my wood. Wood in general," he said with a generous wink. He knew teasing the poor man was probably very poor form but it was so, so much fun. Plus there was a small, deeply sexually frustrated part of him that rather boldly suggested that maybe fucking Harry so hard he couldn't walk for a week wouldn't be such a bad idea. Of course that part of his brain was a horrible traitor and needed to be ignored.

"I do love the game," he admitted blithely. "I love it more when I'm not injured, but I definitely love it." he tilted his head and smirked. "So what you want to shack down and conserve body heat? I do have an old Muggle tent I suppose," he said thoughtfully.

"That's a shame," he said with a small frown. "But I understand it from your point of view. He was always a little git in school, Malfoy. Never liked him in the least."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

auror__potter
2014-10-14 09:59 pm UTC (link)

Harry decided that the best course of action would be to ignore Roger's teasing, otherwise he might find himself throwing himself into Roger's lap and ruining their friendship. And the friendship was more important than anything else, and he knew Roger was just trying to make sure Harry didn't take himself too seriously. So he just arched a brow at Roger, and said. "I'm sure you do.

"You'll be back out there soon enough," Harry told him, knowing it was true. There weren't many injuries that could keep a Quidditch player out for very long. "It can't be any worse than a stakeout. In fact, I'd go as far to say as it'd be twenty times better than a stakeout. So, let's do it sometime. Before it gets too cold though."

He sighed, not wanting to talk about Malfoy of all people. "He's a shite, that much hasn't changed." He noticed the time, and hadn't realized he'd been here so long. "I should get going, let you rest."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rogeringdavies
2014-10-15 03:52 pm UTC (link)

Roger laughed and clapped Harry on the shoulder genially. "There you go lad, when someone's teasing you you just have to tease them back!" He smiled happily, glad to see Harry relaxing a bit.

"You're right of course," he said with a grin, thinking longingly of being back on the broom again. "The Healer said probably next match I think?" He looked thoughtfully at Harry for a second and nodded. "I'll look into it. I still may buy a charmed tent, only so much in that the inside can be slightly bigger, but we'll see."

As if Harry's words were magic, Roger found himself yawning ponderously. "Okay," he said leaning forward for a hug. "I may nap on the sofa for a bit, but we'll talk soon?"

(Reply to this) (Parent)

(Read comments) -