Harry Potter and the Heir of Slytherin

Harry was about to pull out his wallet when Selene stopped him.

"I've got this, amore," she said, reaching into the small black leather purse she had brought with her. Pulling out exactly twenty two francs worth in bank notes, she set the money on the counter, grabbed the two tickets, then wrapped both of her arms around Harry's right one again and began leading him off.

Harry was very proud of himself when he only released a minor shiver as Selene pressed his arm in between her well developing bust.

Still, there had to be something wrong with him. He was beginning to feel incredibly hot, and there was a strange temptation to take this girl attached to his arm and do... something to her. He wasn't sure what, but the desire was there, and it bothered him.

He really needed to sort these feelings out.

"You were amazing back there, amore," Selene said. Harry twitched only slightly when he saw the smile on her face. For some reason, seeing that smile made him think he had just fallen into a trap she had set for him. "I was impressed with how well you can do wandless magic. I almost didn't notice you using it to effect the rest of the crowd into making them forget we were there."

"You shouldn't be," Harry told her. "I've seen you do the same thing."

They soon entered Le Grand REX theater's main lobby. It was as impressive on the inside as it was on the outside. Dark red carpeting covered most of the floor and the dim lights from small chandeliers overhead set the mood. There were a number of posters featuring the movie that would be playing in the largest theater they had today, further emphasizing the whole classic theater vibe that Le Grand REX gave off.

"What I did was far different than what you did," Selene informed him as they both gave their tickets to the usher who looked at the pair incredulously when he realized they were far below the legal age limit to watch the movie they had bought tickets for.

A wave of Harry's hand and the man was staring blank faced as they moved past him.

It also did not escape Harry's notice that he had been using magic when he didn't want to. To him, it was a small price to pay when the alternative would have been letting Selene do what she did to that waiter.

"How so?" asked Harry as they walked over to the concession stand.

"For one, you used magic," Selene answered. Harry cast a minor bubble around them that would muffle their conversation to anyone not within it's sphere of influence, meaning no one but he and Selene could hear what the other was saying. It would not do for people to listen into this conversation. "I do not use magic to persuade people into doing what I want. Or rather, I can't."

Harry frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I have magic, but I can't actively use it. Vampires cannot use magic like witches and wizards can. We can only use it for blood rituals and the like." They stepped up to the concession stand after the person in front of them finished ordering. "What would you like?"

"I can pay for my own food," Harry grumbled a bit as he absently dispelled the bubble around them. He knew he was being a tad petulant, but he did not like feeling indebted to others.

"You could," Selene gave him an indulgent smile. "But since this is your birthday, it is my treat today. Now, what would you like?"

Harry sighed before listing off his order, a small coke and a bag of popcorn. He didn't normally like theater food, but seeing as Selene was right in a semantical sense as they were celebrating his birthday even though that had technically been yesterday, he decided to get something that was not really healthy for him.

"I would like one large coke and a large popcorn," Selene ordered, causing Harry to frown. He was still frowning when their order came and Selene had him carry the drink while she carried the popcorn, something she did not fail to notice. "It would enhance the experience if we just shared food and drink together, wouldn't you agree?"

Harry did not agree, but he also did not say anything. He did not want to cause a scene by telling her otherwise. There was no telling what she would do if he were to let her in on the truth of his feelings.

Unbidden, an image of Selene pressing her lips against his cheek as she held him close came to his mind. He flushed and tried his best to dispel the image to the deepest recesses of his mind by remembering his Occlumency lessons. It worked, but only partially.

It did not help that Selene had grabbed onto his hand, entwining their fingers together and walking close enough to him that their shoulders touched (Harry was almost as tall as her). It seemed that her entire reason for making them each carry one item was so that she could still hold onto some part of his body.

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