Jade and the Silver Dragon

Chapter 2

Over the next week, Harry had a certain routine for his days. He woke early in the morning to swim in the lake, laying out on the floating wooden platform about a mile out from shore, soaking up the sun on his naked body. He liked the feeling of swimming unrestrained. Sirius was kind enough not to tease him about that after catching him coming back to shore completely naked.

He then had breakfast with Sirius, a book usually propped up on the table while eating, then the two of them would go outside to work on their deck. After dinner, Sirius helped Harry with his training.

Severus and Devlin walked through the green flames of the Black residence to what appeared to be an empty house. They followed the sounds of loud music at the back of the house, then walked through a set of large patio doors that went out from the kitchen. They looked around to see the deck wrapped around two sides of the house with a second level a couple of steps down from the main part of the deck.

At the lower level, their eyes stopped, looking at the two men who were bent down, hammer in hand, nailing the light-coloured wood to the frame. Devlin recognized Sirius but looked closer to the other guy. He was shirtless, his jeans hanging low on his hips, tears at the sides of the jeans and the knees. He wore a muggle baseball cap with his longish hair pulled back underneath it. Devlin nudged Severus. "Sev, who's that?" he asked.

Severus pulled his eyes from Sirius's naked torso then looked to the other man, surprise evident on his face. "I do believe that would be Harry," he smirked.

"That can't be the same guy as last week," Devlin said just as Sirius stood up and looked over to them.

Sirius turned down the music from Harry's stereo then walked towards the two newcomers. "Severus, Devlin, glad you could make it," he said grabbing a towel from the deck railing to wipe the sweat from his tattooed chest and neck.

Devlin watched Harry stand up straight, arching his back towards the sun. Harry brought his hand up to have his discarded shirt appear in his hand to wipe the sweat from his face and neck.

'Gods, he shouldn't hide that body like he does,' he thought to himself as Harry came closer to them smiling in welcome.

Harry smiled when he saw Devlin standing there, looking gobsmacked. He thought he might try to see if there was any kind of attraction there, so instead of putting his shirt back on, he flung it over his one shoulder and looked Devlin in the eye as his hand ran across his chest and stomach.

Severus saw the way the two younger men were eyeing each other and raised his brow mockingly to Sirius who smirked back at him knowingly. "We thought you might like a hand with the deck... and we brought some refreshments," Severus said.

"Hope you like muggle beer," Devlin said, finally looking away from Harry's tanned chest.

"Great, that would definitely hit the spot right now," Harry said, smiling as he sat down in a nearby deck chair, taking his hat off to run his fingers through the tangled mess of his shoulder-length hair.

Sirius conjured up two more chairs for Severus and Devlin to sit. "So, you want to be our free labour for the day?" he said, grinning at the two. They were certainly dressed for it, in faded jeans and t-shirts, their hair tied back at the nape of their necks.

"Sure, but don't let it get around though," Devlin replied, shifting in his seat as he watched Harry lean his elbows on his knees, watching the muscles shift with movement in his upper body.

"So, Devlin, did you play quidditch in the American school?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, played as Beater," he replied. "Do you play?"