What really happened...(A Dumblewald fan fiction)

Chapter 1:

Despite the constant ache in my back, I was busy tidying the house and myself up. I know tidying the apartment is pretty easy when you have fucking magic to do it with,but I had to make sure I was tidy.You know,waxed everywhere - except for the places Albus likes my hair.

Just to clarify,I don't usually swear.Except, when Dumbledore is coming round it's very different.

You see, Dumbledore makes me feel alive.

He's better at keeping my alive than any old Philosopher's Stone.He is my drug. That's one reason why I hate his job. I mean I guess it pays for a lot of essentials, but he's always at work. And judging by the fact that he is my drug, that doesn't go down very well with me. (Nothing can go down very well on me anymore actually. Dumbledore has made everything else seem awful to me, I mean he is the best at going down on me).

I just needed everything to be perfect.

I'd already replaced a lot of doors. I don't think he'd really appreciate the ones which I ...well um doesn't matter...

Seriously who can help it though? It's not my fault that  doors remind me of the magic me and Dumbledore make.

Back to the point. Basically, Albus has secretly taken days off work just to see me! And that is a pretty big deal judging by the fact that he is the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

If it's not perfect - I'm scared Albus won't want to come back.

And as I said before, I can't survive without my drug.

I decided to start working on my appearance. The flat looked pretty good already, judging by the magic I'd used. And I knew Albus would probably help me with my hair/beard (it's actually one of our favourite hobbies!). But what about my outfit? In honesty I was hoping Albus would undress me and then dress me again, but I think it's a bit too soon...

Our plans were to spend the night at West Hollywood, and then come back home to practice magic - so I needed something nice to wear.

After staring at my wardrobe blankly for some minutes, I decided to head into town to get some new clothes. I guess I had plenty of time - he was coming in 11days 4hours 23minutes and 9 seconds.

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I felt a bit like a daredevil today (Dumbledore makes me feel alive and young, remember?) so I was thinking about blowing his mind (or blowing something else. Okay I was definitely think about a blow job more than clothes right now).

I guess it did feel a bit strange walking into a piercing and tattoo bar wear a load of teenage punks were sat, but I knew Albus would love the modification I was about to get...

"Hey! What can I do for you today?" the guy at the counter said.

I could tell he was making the effort not to laugh.

"Oh...a piercing on"I leaned in closer to whisper in his ear "my dick."

This time he couldn't hide his laughter. I'm actually glad he laughed- his laugh was the most adorable thing in the whole world.

"Um...yeah sure! I'll tell you when we're ready. I'm Frank by the way."

I nodded. Despite his mocking me, I decided I quite liked this Frank boy.

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"Pete and umm...sorry what's your name?" Frank asked shyly.

"Gellert," I said with a smile.

Me and another guy called Pete followed Frank upstairs. I tried to make small talk with Pete to make it less awkward. He couldn't be bothered to talk much, but I did find out he was getting his penis pierced too.

And that's chapter 1! I hope you enjoyed it!Chapter 2 should be up in a few days as I'm actually enjoying righting this fan fiction a lot XD

So long and goodnight,

Jess xxx