When Jackson landed he took shaken breath he began to pace outside the Burrow gaining more attention as he did so "Come. Inside. This. Instant" Mrs Weasley demanded towards the teen who stopped looked at her for a moment sneered and continued, when he judged the correct amount of time he took out his Nokia 8110 and dialed Michaels number "Hello, who is this?" Michaels voice spoke, Jackson took a second shuddered breath before whispering, projecting as much Magic as he could around Michael "restitutio memoriae" Michael gasped, "please tell me you remember who I am" Jackson asked, his voice was higher as he fought not to breakdown, he had just wanted a chance to be happy "no, who the Fuck are you?" Michael snarled, a sob tore from Jacksons throat,
"Look in the draw, the third one down, the hidden compartment you keep your toys in, don't ask how I know, not now, please look, please trust me" Jackson cried out, he heard Michael move and the draw open, he had left the photo's there to make the teen smile when he saw them "what are these?" Michael asked, "it's us, this summer, the date's the 7th, august, please believe me, p-please, your Name is Michael Nott, your Birthday is the 18th of October, you're 17, you like anything you do in bed to be rough, the harder the better, you have a huge crush on Jonathan but you refuse to tell him you have feelings for him rather keep it casual just to stay with him, you think of Dominic as your younger brother, you're secretly a Squib" Jackson uttered, cried breaking his words,
"and you?"
"Jackson Lynx Peverell, formerly Harry James Potter, please let me help, p-please Love" Jackson uttered, he didn't register anything around him as he spoke "ok" Michael muttered, Jackson knew the Weasleys had a Anti-Apparation ward that would block him and so took of sprinting, he registered Ron chasing him but it was a blur of Magic, as he reached the ends Rons arm grabbed him as he apparated, focusing on his destination he landed inside the flats front room, Ron gasped for air "sorry" he muttered, the bedroom door opened and out walked Michael still with nothing on, Ron glanced before turning red faced, "Turn away" he mumbled to Jackson who's eyes didn't leave Michael, silently Jackson stepped forward "the spell Obliviate, I assume you know it's counters" he spoke softly, Michael nodded "physical, auditory, visual and scent recall, force the memories back" Michael muttered, Jackson nodded and placed his arm on Michaels shoulder "may I please try, p-please" he whispered, Ron turned to see the pair, his eyes focused away from Michael "why? I've lost over a month, it could be worse?" Michael prodded, Jackson stumbled slightly
"b-because, y-you made m-me H-Happy, so s-so Happy and y-you d-don't remember m-me, r-remember us, I-I want my friend back, I-I want you back" Jackson stuttered out,
"ok, do what you must" Michael uttered, Jackson turned to Ron
"you can leave if you want, I'll report to the Burrow like a good dog later" he mumbled, Ron approached and placed a hand on Jacksons shoulder "I don't care what you call yourself, or what you need to do, I'm not leaving my friend" he whispered, tears fell down Jacksons cheeks as he spoke "thank you" he uttered, he turned back to Micheal
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"I don't care if you remember me or not, you still look fucking sexy, you woke up sticky didn't you?" Jackson purred, ignoring the now red faced Ron, Michael nodded "last night, me and you, two rounds, you looked so pretty when you rode me, your walls wrapped around me, you felt so good, then you made me feel good, so good, can I kiss you?" he purred on, Michael nodded and Jackson saw his member was hardening at his words Jackson wrapped his arms around Michaels neck, "I. Love. you" Jackson uttered before pulling Michael into a kiss, Ron turned away yet his eyes flickered over to see Jackson glancing back, "it's alright to look Ron, even touch, I know I don't care" Jackson whispered holding his arm out, Ron accepted to be pulled into an embrace, Jackson leaned his head onto Rons shoulder, "if you're uncomfortable, you can leave, or you can stay here and we'll go to the bedroom" he whispered into Rons ear, Jackson's arm on Michael moved lower down the teens back causing him to shudder, Ron took a breath, "I'm alright" he murmured, Jackson smiled and redirected his focus towards Michael "let me tell you about my birthday last week, what we did" he muttered, Michael nodded and the trio sat within the Living room un aware Remus had been at the Burrow and was now listening in "Ron this is about sex, you ok with that?"
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Harry Potter: Taking Control. [Archived]
Fanfic(Refined and improved version of New Boy-Who-Lived) When Harry Potter finds out not only did the Order fake Sirius' death but the man isn't as loving as he thought it sends him down a path to question everything he's ever known, finally sick of bein...