Short Stories and Oneshots

Drunk in an Empyrean Star

Author: NinaMaya

Platform: AO3

Harry Potter x Star Trek

When he took a quick trip to Quarks', the last thing Captain James T. Kirk expected was to be played skillfully by an enchanting brunette. Takes place after the first movie.

James T. Kirk x Fem!Harry Potter

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Captain James T. Kirk felt as if someone had snuck up and peened him in the temple without him noticing.

Because he was stunned.

He had been watching the brunette for the better part of thirty minutes which was just wrong on a couple of levels.

For starters, it was a rare female who could make him hesitate to introduce himself and bewitch her with his irresistible Kirk charm.

There was something about her that demanded a second look, something he couldn't explain.

When it came to attraction, he wasn't a novice, far from it.

His liberal lips had broken the barriers between race and species time and again.

Jim loved women almost as much as he loved his Starship, but this woman?

She seemed absorbed in her thoughts, ignoring the buzz of the club and sipping her Saurian Brandy slowly.

What?

Saurian Brandy?

It took Jim two blinks to realize that other than her obvious beauty, it was what had captivated him.

For the first time, he was seeing a woman who chose once of the scandalous, illegal drinks; the ones that would cause nothing but trouble and maybe a hefty fine to pay if caught.

He told himself that he was hesitating because he didn't want to interrupt her peaceful moment but there was an unfamiliar fear too.

The fear of rejection.

Because there was nothing about this woman that signaled she had noticed him, and it was a first.

But before Jim could make the call on whether or not to approach her, his best friend and co-worker, Doctor Leonard McCoy, known as 'Bones', held a damned Mint Julep in front of his face and obscured his view.

"You have to stop with the Saurian poison, Jim. You need a good drink," Bones said, sipping the foam from his mug.

"How would you know?" Jim said irritably. "You've never tasted it."

"And never would," Bones shrugged. "I'm a respectable Starfleet Doctor," he added pointedly.

Jim snorted.

Bones looked like the type of guy who would enjoy life to the fullest; tall, athletic with well-styled dark hair and friendly eyes that screamed charming.

But, to Jim's dismay, he had never been able to get his friend to loosen up and do something spontaneous for a change.

Still, tonight Jim couldn't exactly lecture Bones and steer him away from the boring path when he himself was having a hell of a time approaching the enthralling lady, sitting by herself.

He tore his eyes away from the brunette when Spock cleared his throat and made his presence known at last.

"If you look at that woman any harder, Captain, I'm afraid she might burst into flames," the Vulcan drawled, his slanted eyebrow lifted.