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Christmas Tree

2007-12-02T17:15:31Z

Vacation

2007-05-05T02:56:17Z

Title: Vacation
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle
Prompt: She
Word Count: 2790
Rating: NC-17
Summary: He felt a hand work its way under his body and over his stomach. He groaned softly as the contact and hoped the hand was moving the way he thought it was.
Warning: Voyeurism, Exhibitionist, Threesome

The day started just as all the other ones had on this vacation so far. It was nearing nine in the morning and the sun was hitting their room just perfectly now that they could feel the warmth...if they were still in it. They were already on the beach and had been for about an hour now. They weren't ones to waste away perfect weather when they had the chance to enjoy it. Vince had made himself comfortable in the shade with one of his favourite books and Greg was a few meters away lying out in the sun. Vince never liked the sun because he always seemed to get burned when he spent too much time in it. But Greg, he was the complete opposite. He already had slightly darker skin and the sun brought it out to the perfect shade of tan that he liked. Greg also knew that Vince enjoyed that perfect colour as well on him, one of the reasons he did it. It was never said out loud, but he was sure that Vince knew he was part of the reason Greg spent so much time in the sun.

After a few hours of relaxing outside, Vince thought it would be best if he went and got them both something to drink. "What do you want to drink, honey?" Vince asked as he set his book down on the chair where he was sitting. He moved out to join his lover on the towel that was spread out for tanning.

Greg was now laying on his stomach again so that he could keep the tan he was getting even. He felt a hand work its way under his body and over his stomach. He groaned softly as the contact and hoped the hand was moving the way he thought it was. A few seconds later, he felt Vince's hand reach inside his swimming trunks and touch his length. "I think I might wait until you are finished to answer that question," Greg whispered in a husky voice.

It was a voice that Vince knew all too well and enjoyed to hear it, especially when it was his fault it was being used. "Oh so you don't want me to stop," he teased, knowing how to push Greg's buttons just so. He felt the other man arch slightly into his hand. Vince smirked as he continued stroking and whispering softly into Greg's ear. Vince knew that Greg enjoyed dirty talk when he was getting a hand job.

The dirty talk always did it for him and after a few minutes of it, Greg was leaning slightly over to one side so that he was more facing Vince. He didn't want his erection to be restricted and it was also one of the things that Vince had whispered to him. Greg moaned Vince's name softly a few times before he came all over their stomachs. Vince moved the towel slightly so he could clean them both up before licking his fingers clean. "Tastes good," Vince whispered before kissing Greg softly. Greg laughed softly before shaking his head.

"I think you should get a couple bottles of water and sandwiches. It's too nice of a day to go back inside. Also you made me work up an appetite. Though I think I might be returning the favour when you come back with that water," Greg whispered as he ran his fingers through Vince's hair. Vince nodded and kissed him one more time before heading to the closest place he could get food and drinks from.

Greg stretched out on his stomach one last time to make sure that he was all clean. He got up and made his way out to the water so that he could rinse himself off because his trunks were a little sticky now and he didn't want to have to deal with that all day. On his way back up to his towel, a blonde woman stopped him. "That was pretty sexy," she said softly to him as she trailed a hand down his arm. Greg smirked at her and ran his fingers through his damp, curly hair. "You were watching? Well, if you are lucky, you might get to see more," he whispered with a wink before he went back to the towel.

By the time he got over there, Vince was already sitting in the shade again with a small cooler of food and drinks. Greg took a water and a sandwich out of the cooler before sitting on it. "Thanks," Greg said after draining half of his water. Vince just rose and eyebrow and looked at Greg. "Anything you have to say for yourself?" He asked before glancing over at the blonde then back at Greg.

"Wha-oh," Greg said softly with a small laugh. "She was telling me that what we did was sexy. I was thinking about doing a bit more to see if we could get her to come and join us," he whispered before nuzzling Vince's neck. Vince's eyes drifted shut when Greg's tongue traveled over the spot right under his ear.

"Maybe we should see if she wants to head back to the room with us because I don't want everyone paying attention when I fuck you senseless," Vince whispered as he ran his fingers through Greg's hair. Greg had moved so that he was now kneeling between Vince's legs and slowly kissing the other man's neck as he hands made their way further south.

"Maybe I will, but right now it looks like I have more important things to take care of," Greg whispered as he brushed his hand against the bulge in Vince's shorts. "I hope it won't bother you too much if you get head here."

Before Vince had a chance to say anything, his erection had found its way into Greg's mouth. Vince let his book fall to the ground next to him and ran his fingers through Greg's hair. He tried to arch up a little bit so that he could start pumping, but he felt Greg's hands pushing his hips back so that they would stay in the chair. Vince wasn't sure if he would be able to handle not moving with Greg, but after a few moments, he looked down to see what Greg was doing. Vince was completely in Greg's mouth now and he could feel the tongue swirling around his cock. Vince ran his fingers through the other man's hair and looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to them and he saw the woman Greg was talking to before looking in their direction.

"We have an audience," Vince whispered softly before he moaned. "I think we should finish this up quickly and go back to the room so we can show her how we really do things." He arched up despite the pressure Greg was putting on his hips to keep him still. Greg had started humming and that normally sent Vince over the edge pretty quickly. Vince arched up again and felt his cock twitch before he came hard in the other man's mouth. He groaned Greg's name as his orgasm subsided.

After Vince was tucked away and Greg was sitting back on his knees with that smug look on his face, Vince pulled him up to kiss him gently. "I love you," Vince whispered before kissing him again. "I've noticed that you have a problem that needs taking care of." Greg blushed with a small laugh. "I do have a problem starting up, but it isn't too bad right now. I'll go see if the woman is interested in seeing more," Greg said softly before he adjusted himself and got up. Vince nodded and started to gather things so they could go back to the room.

Greg made his way back over to the place where the woman was still lying, looking over at them. "Hello," he whispered as he sat down. When he did, it made it that more obvious that he was slightly hard. The woman noticed and smirked at Greg. "I can see you enjoyed yourself yet again. Where did your partner head off to?" She asked as she ran her slightly damp hand down Greg's inner thigh and into his trunks. He groaned softly before stopping her hand. "Back to the room. We were wondering if you were interested in joining us. He noticed you were enjoying the show from a distance and I can tell that you did enjoy it," he whispered before taking her hand and sucking on one of her fingers. She let out a soft moan as Greg pulled her finger out slowly. "I think you'll do nicely," Greg whispered before doing it to another finger. She moaned again, but this time it was louder and attracted more attention. Greg winked at one of the men who looked over before turning his attention back to Blondie. "So, are you coming?" He asked with a smirk. She laughed softly before gathering her things and standing up. "Show me the way and I'm sure I will be coming shortly," she whispered as her hand ghosted over Greg.

Vince was lying in the bed with his book, waiting for Greg and the woman if she decided to join them. He wasn't too worried about that, but it could make things pretty interesting if she did join them. A few minutes later Greg and the woman came into the room and Greg locked the door behind them. "Ashley, this is my boyfriend, Vince. Vince, this is Ashley, the woman who you saw me talking to after I had to rinse off," Greg said as he brought Ashley over to the bed. Ashley smiled as she held out her hand to shake hands with Vince. Instead of shaking hands, Vince brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it gently. He smirked a bit with he looked up at the woman. "I can see you were really enjoying what you were watching earlier," he whispered in a husky voice.

She nodded as she took her hand back slowly. "I'm sorry if I invaded your personal time, but I couldn't seem to turn away when I saw you both the first time," she whispered. Vince shook his head. "Don't apologize. You were invited so that you could watch again. Possibly join in if you were interested," he said softly as he ran his fingers through his hair. Greg had pulled up the chair to the side of the bed so that she would be sitting close enough to see everything that happened. Greg smirked as he took her hand and helped her into the chair. "We really wouldn't mind if you joined in. We actually prefer it," he whispered softly before joining Vince on the bed. Ashley blushed slightly as she made herself more comfortable.

Greg moved over Vince before tossing the book to the side. He didn't really care where it went and he knew that Vince would be able to repair it if it needed to be. He kissed Vince deeply as he ran his hands down the other man's sides and along the top of the shorts. After a few seconds, both men were naked and kissing each other. They were still aware of the woman in the room, but their actions would prove otherwise.

Vince turned their bodies over so that he was on top and started to kiss his way down Greg's body. Greg groaned softly in anticipation of what Vince was going to do to him. Vince smirked at the smirk and ran one hand over Greg's arse before dipping one finger into his entrance. Greg moaned at the contact and his hips rose slightly so that Vince had better access to what he wanted. Vince glanced over at Ashley as he stuck his finger further into Greg. "Why don't you take off some of those clothes and stay a while? It's going to get very hot in this room very quickly. I can promise you that," he whispered as he added another finger into Greg.

Greg sucked in a breath and bit his lip because of the pain. He knew that Vince was always gentle, but it still hurt a little when they started. Vince pulled out his fingers and applied some lube as Ashley started to remove the clothes she was in. Vince winked at Ashley before leaning over Greg and kissing him gently. "Relax a bit," he whispered as he slowly slid into Greg. Greg groaned again, but there was some pleasure in the noise. Greg had his eyes closed again because that was the easiest way for him to concentrate until they actually started going at it. After a few thrusts, Greg looked up at Vince's face with a small smile. He mouthed I love you to his partner before looking over at Ashley.

She was staring at the men with a look of awe. She had never been this close to two very attractive men having sex. Greg gave her this look for her to join in and she blushed again before she moved over to the bed. "Where do you want me?" She asked softly as she watched Vince slowly move in and out of Greg. "Depends on what you want to do or want done to you," Vince said as he thrust a bit harder to make Greg moan again. When she didn't answer that, Vince told her to straddle Greg's face so she could get eaten out while helping Greg to get off. She nodded and moved carefully over Greg's face.

Vince was normally the person on the bottom, but he didn't really like to do anything with a woman. When they did decide to invite someone else into the mix, he would be the person on the top. He would always make sure that Greg enjoyed himself the whole time and he would make it up to him after they were alone again.

Greg put his hands on Ashley's hips to pull her a little closer so that he could feel her heat. He smirked a bit when he noticed that she was already wet from what she had been watching. He felt her hand lightly stroking him and ran his tongue against her. He heard a moaned and ran his tongue against her again. After doing that for a bit, he slipped two fingers into her. He heard her cry out, but it was muffled a little.

Vince and Ashley were kissing pretty deeply and Vince was massaging her breasts while Greg was taking care of the lower end. This was normally how they did things unless the girl decided she wanted to suck Greg off instead. Ashley seemed to have other things on her mind right now. Vince sped up and moved faster inside of Greg. Greg sped up as well because he wanted to keep the pace so that they would all get off at relatively the same time. After a few moments, there were noises coming from Vince. He was getting close and Greg could tell because his hips were moving more franticly. Greg moved slightly to suck on Ashley's clit and that resulted in a loud moan from her and she tensed up a bit. Greg continued what he was doing and added another finger. A couple minutes after that, he felt Ashley come hard all over his fingers and he removed them so he could lick her clean.

Greg then felt Vince's hand pumping hard in rhythm with the thrusts. A few minutes after Ashley's orgasm subsided, both men moaned loudly as they came at the same time. Greg felt Vince fill him and felt his own come go all over between the naked bodies. They all seemed to collapse on the bed stayed still for a while so their breathing would get back to normal.

Once their breathing returned to normal, Ashley got up so that she could collect her things. "Thank you very much for inviting me. I need to get back to my friends because they are going to wonder where I went off to," she said softly as she slipped back into her swim suit. Greg smiled at her and nodded. "Thank you for joining us. We are going to be here for a few more days. If you ever want to join us again, come by and knock on the door. We are usually out at the beach around eight. You might have a better chance of finding us there," he said with a sleepy smile. Ashley nodded before leaving the room quietly. About ten minutes after Ashley left, they were at it again.

Years

2007-04-25T16:34:32Z

Title: Years
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle
Prompt: 010 Years
Word Count: 1237
Rating: PG
Summary: A few years out of their lives that happened to them.

Age 7:

"Vincent, I need you to come in here. We have things we need to work on today."

Vince had heard this voice in this tone many times before. It was just as cold as the last time he heard it. He left the warmth he was feeling in the library to join his father in his ice cold office. Vince's father was a large man. He had always been bigger than Vince could ever imagine a person to be. But he thought it was the way things were supposed to be because he was his father.

Vince knocked on the office door and waited to be invited in. When he came inside, he took a seat across from his father. "Yes, sir," he whispered softly as his father looked up from his work. His father put down his quill he was working with and looked over at his son. "We have talked about this in the past. There are some things you need to learn now that you are getting to that age. There are certain ways that we are meant to act and I don't need disgracing the name of this family by acting out of line. We are going to start those teachings today." Mr. Crabbe kept Vince in his office most of the day giving his information that he knew his son would need in the future.

***

"Daddy, can I go outside? It's really nice out and I just got that new broom," Gregory said softly as he carried his new toy broom he got for his birthday. It was the only thing he got that he really liked besides the new quill he got from Vince, his new best friend.

Mr. Goyle just laughed and smiled. "Of course. Just don't fly very far away. Your mother still wants to go out with you later so that you both can get new dress robes." Greg nodded and left the house without saying a word. He was too excited about trying out his broom.

Age 11:

Vince and Greg sit with each other on the train. They both know they have some things they have to do this year so that they will be where their fathers want them. Vince is more worried about this than Greg is because he isn't quite that sure that he is going to be getting into Slytherin. He was mostly worried about being put in Hufflepuff because that would probably be the worst house ever and he knew he would lose his best friend, Greg, because of stupid reason dealing with the purebloods.

Greg on the other hand was more worried about having to become friends with a Malfoy. He had only heard Draco being talked about while around the house. The Malfoy's were probably the riches family followed by the Lestranges and the Parkinsons. Greg knew the Goyle's fell well into the middle class families, but he never cared about the money or anything of the material nature. Though he did treasure the things that held value in his heart like the broom and the quill.

"Do you think we should got find Draco now?" Greg asked softly as he glanced over at Vince. He sighed softly and nodded. "Yeah. I guess we should. I think maybe, I should be the one who talks to him at first. I have met him once before. His father came over to my house once and Draco came with him.

Greg nodded because he had nothing to do with wanting to meet Draco because they had to. They both left the compartment, Greg a little more nervous than he was just minutes before.

Age 16:

Greg laughed softly when he looked over and saw Vince trying to get himself untangled from a charm he did to himself. "Stop laughing at me and help me out. I don't want to be late for class again. I'll have detention for the rest of the year," he said as he tried to pull his hand free. He did get a little loose, but his hand just ended up getting stuck in a worse way.

Greg shook his head before walking over to the other man. "You're sort of cute when you whine like that," he whispered while trailing his hand over Vince's midsection. Greg wasn't ever worried about anyone finding out about the two of them being found out because the people who mattered knew already and had no problems with anything.

Vince arched a bit into Greg's hand and growled softly. "I'm not cute and can you please get me out of this. You are usually the one who is tied up," he whispered in a husky voice. Greg got chills from listening to Vince speak to him like that. "I want to be in charge for once," he whispered softly in Vince's ear before trailing his tongue over it.

Vince bit back a moan and closed his eyes for a moment. "Get me out of these things and you can be anything you want," Vince whispered as he looked into Greg's eyes. Greg's eyes had darkened slightly with lust and that seemed to turn Vince on that much more.

Greg shook his head and slowly let his fingers explore moving south. "Just this once, I'm going to get you to beg for what you want. You seem to find a way to make me do it every time we are together," Greg whispered softly in Vince's ear and that sent shivers through the other man.

Age 24:

They have lived together for a few years now and forgot about most of the wizarding world because they didn't need them any more. About a year after they moved in together, they talked about adopting a child because they wanted to have a family. A family was something that they had always wanted. The conversation turned from adoption to actually having a child. Find one of their close female friends that would have the baby for them.

Two years late when they were both twenty four, they had a one year old daughter and they both took turns taking care of her and spoiling her the way they knew she should be spoiled. Vince had opted to stay home from work that day because Greg had some very big things going on at work and their babysitter had things she had to do. Vince decided that he and Jessica were going to go out for a walk. It was near lunch time, so he picked up some food that he and his daughter could bring to Greg so that he could get something to eat.

Vince walked in the building holding Jessica and a few people stopped him so they could see his daughter. He kept his eyes peeled for Greg and when he finally saw the other man, he excused himself from Greg's coworkers so that he could greet the other man. They kissed each other gently on the lips before Vince handed off Jessica. "Can we go to your office? I want to have lunch in private. I don't like all these people," Vince asked softly as he wrapped his free arm around Greg's waist.

They walked into Greg's office where it was much more private. Vince only had to worry about the odd looks his lover gave him because of the way he liked to eat his sandwiches.

Call 'em as you see 'em

2007-01-18T16:58:11Z

Title: Call 'em as you see 'em
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle near the end
Prompt: 050 Spade.
Word Count: 1927
Rating: PG
Summary: Vince goes to a pub for a game and leaves Greg behind. Now he's come up with a way to finally apologize for it.

Vince had spent more time with the muggles than he would ever admit to anyone; well anyone who he knew that would make it into a bigger deal than it actually was. He was one who was thought to be a Death Eater and still active even with the Dark Lord's fall. There were only two who knew this for certain and Vince never went out with short sleeves on because he didn't want anyone to know if this was a fact or not about him. He had no problems with people thinking what they wanted about him.

He found many different places where he could go and just blend into the crowd. They were places where no one really cared about who you were or what your past was or anything other than if you had money to spend or not. It was a local pub that he and Greg had spent many nights at, but this evening he thought it would be better if he went alone. First he had to meet up with a friend to talk some business, but after that, he was free until the place closed and he had to return home to his sleeping boyfriend. He hoped he wouldn't have too much less money than he started with.

The business part of his outing went by pretty quickly. There were only a few minor details about his new real estate venture. He needed to talk about a few properties that were found after everything with the war settled down. He also knew that there were people who were homeless now because of all the places that were lost. The best part about this was that Vince had found a firm that had agreed to design some middle class houses if he could just supply them with a map that showed where the property was. That was probably the easiest part about the whole thing because he no longer had to worry about what he was going to do with all the land that he never found a use for.

That was the easy part. He didn't even have to think about it any more. Vince got himself a seat at the bar and a drink so that he could relax a while before he had to do any more real thinking. The regulars seemed to be really nice to him since he started to frequent this place more and more.

Many nights that he was at this pub, he would gather about three or four numbers from women who found him attractive and tonight didn't seem any different when a woman settled in on his right side. He smiled at her before taking another sip of his drink. She moved her stool over a little closer and winked. "How are you this evening, sir?" She whispered in a husky voice.

He laughed softly at being called sir. "The name's Dylan, sweetheart," he said softly. "And I'm doing just fine, a little better since you decided to join me." He flirted with everyone who flirted with him. Greg never minded because he did the same thing. The only thing they promised each other is that neither would go further than flirting. The woman smiled at him and rested her hand on his knee. "My name's Janet, but I do like the sound of sweetheart," she whispered softly as she leaned in.

"Can I get you something to drink?" Vince asked as he got himself another drink from the bartender. When Janet nodded, he ordered her another of what she was having.

They stayed close like that for a while, talking about anything and everything they could think of. Vince enjoyed the conversation because it was intimate, but at the same time it was just like a meeting between friends. He felt no need to tell her anything too personal about himself. Not that he was really worried that she would know anything he was talking about, but the conversation just stayed on their jobs and how that was going.

After about twenty minutes of talking, he didn't feel her hand on his knee any more and glanced down to see where it was now. He almost jumped out of his seat when he noticed it was now on his upper thigh and working its way higher. He placed his hand on hers and smirked slightly. "Sorry, sweetheart, but I don't get with people I meet at pubs," he whispered softly as he removed her hand. "There are some blokes over there who look interested in a lay. I'm sure you will have better luck over there." He finished his drink and winked at her. "If you'll excuse me for a minute," he stepped back from the bar and made his way to the loo. He had to make a quick call to Greg to tell him about what just happened and take care of...obvious business.

When he came back to his seat, he saw a napkin with a few things written across it. He laughed softly at the number before sticking it into his pocket. He shook his head and got himself a pint. Vince finally noticed that they were finally playing and found an open spot. "I'm playing for the normal amount," Vince said softly to the dealer. He put a fifty pound note onto the table and had it exchanged for chips.

After a few moment of conversation, the game had started.

Vince and Greg had been living with muggles for a couple years now and Vince learned about the different type of poker games. It was usually what he did when he went out to pubs by himself. Greg would come sometimes, but he didn't enjoy throwing his money away as much as Vince did. He had been doing it a while, so he learned all the rules to the different games and he actually became quite good at it. He no longer needed to change any cards to the ones he needed so he didn't lose big.

"Full house," Vince said softly as he laid out his cards. He had ladies over threes which usually meant he had the best hand. He waited a moment before he reached in and pulled the pot towards himself. He was already up twenty pounds. He enjoyed playing with these people because by the end of the month, they would have all evened out how much they lost with how much they won. It seemed like every night a different person won the most games.

Vince was happy about this because it seemed like his night. He had plans for his winnings after everything was said and done. He wanted to take Greg out of town for their anniversary and also get him a gift. Money was never an issue with the two of them, but the reason Vince enjoyed winning so much was because that meant he didn't have to stop at a bank or go to Gringotts before going home with the money he shouldn't have used.

Folding out of another hand, Vince stood up and made his way to the bar. He got himself another drink and a round for the table. He thought he might as well be nice since he was still winning, even though he did just fold the last four hands. Three people from their table had already been knocked out by him and someone else. So that left him and three other people at the table. He enjoyed when the game got to this point because it meant that more things were bound to happen between them all.

When Vince joined the table again, he smirked at the other who had their drinks as well. "To the best man," he said as he raised his glass. He made it sound like the best man in the game, but he knew he was drinking to. After everyone drank, he smiled to himself as he looked at his cards. He placed a bet that was going to put two out of the other three left all in, but really didn't mind. One took him up on it while the other hesitated.

There was a smirk on the dealer's face while the one decided whether he was going to play or watch the hand. After a few moments of decided, he pushed his pile of chips in as well. After a few more moments, Vince turned his cards showing a winning hand.

"Sorry, mate. There is always next time. I did enjoy this game though," he said as he stacked up his chips and put aside the fifty he had started with. He now had more than the other man who was playing against him.

His name was Tyler. It seemed like it when ever Vince was one of the last left, it was always against Tyler. Tyler was a good player, but there was something about him. He was always easy to read when it was only the two of them and Vince had noticed this. He knew that Tyler didn't do it on purpose and Vince was pretty sure that he wasn't like that when they played the whole table. He could have been, but no one really focused on one person when there was a table full of people. If you did, you'd miss out on the clues that the new people offered by mistake.

Last hand, Vince thought as he looked over his hand. Spades. Most of his winning hands had spades as the main suite and this one was no different. Vince pushed his all his chips to put the other all in. Tyler hesitated before agreeing to it. He had a pretty decent hand himself, three of a kind. It was something that was difficult to beat when there were only two people, but he thought he had this one easy.

"Straight flush," Vince said as he turned his cards over. It started with the seven and ended with the Jack of spades. He smirked when he gathered the chips and changed them in for the actual amount. He bought another round and left the bar with his usual tips to the bar tender and the dealer.

When he was safely out of the bar and down the street, he pulled out his phone and called Greg again. He explained how he might be a little bit later because he had a few things that he needed to do before he got home. Greg understood because Vince never really ever finished his work for the day. There was always another place to see or another map to send out. He just agreed to stay up until Vince got home because Vince was in a good mood about something.

After about an hour, Vince came home with a smile on his face. They hugged and kissed, but before Greg could say a thing, there was a set of house keys in his hand with a little card.

Greg,

Thanks for putting up with me through everything. I know it's early and our anniversary isn't until next weekend, but I couldn't wait.

Love,
Vince

By the time Greg had read the card and looked at the back for the directions for the house, Vince had already climbed into bed. Greg climbed into bed after him and set the keys and the card on the night stand. "Thank you," Greg whispered with a soft kiss on Vince's cheek. He closed his eyes and held Vince close, knowing he was the luckiest man alive.

Hurting

2007-01-13T16:53:07Z

Title: Hurting
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle
Prompt: 030 Death
Word Count: 1026
Rating: PG-13
Aurthor's Notes: Character Death

It had been years since the last battle was fought and years since the Dark Lord fell forever. Vince still continued to wear long sleeves because he wanted to keep the Mark covered. There was still a faint outline of where the Mark used to be. He figured it was all just to remind everyone that the Dark Lord always left a lasting mark on the people that had been touched by him.

Greg had stayed home when Vince went out to do a few things this evening because he would rather just catch up with his friends on his own time. Vince didn’t really know how badly everything was bother Greg or he wouldn’t have left him home alone.

At home, all alone, Greg was sitting in his study looking at the pictures of the many people he had lost in the useless battles and over all in the war. Many of his close friends were gone and even a few that he wasn’t close to. The one death that probably had the biggest impact on him was his parents. His father was tortured and killed as an example of what happens when you aren’t loyal to the Cause. His mother was murdered shortly after that on a visit to Hogsmeade. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time, or at least that what Greg was told about the death. He wouldn’t ask Vince for the details because he was sure that Vince would avoid the conversation or tell him things he already knew.

It had been a long while since Greg was able to sleep without any nightmares on his own, so he always had a bottle of sleeping pills for when he needed to get to sleep and have it uninterrupted. He slipped his pictures back into his desk where he kept them all. He didn’t want Vince knowing about how much everything was bothering him because he knew that the other man would become very upset.

Greg took a handful of pills and popped them into his mouth before chasing them with a few gulps of firewhiskey. He made no thoughts about what would come of mixing the two because he had been doing it for many weeks now. Greg stretched out on the couch to make himself comfortable until Vince got home.

Vince got home a few hours after that and made his way to the study because he was sure Greg was in there doing some work. When he opened the door, he expected to see Greg sitting at the desk reading one of his new books, but instead saw him passed out on the couch. He went over to him and shook his gently. “Greg, you need to get up so we can go to bed,” he said softly as he continued to shake his lover. The only problem was that he wasn’t responding at all. “Greg!” He said in a more panicked voice. “Get up now,” he said as he shook his harder. Greg’s head just fell limp and he took a couple steps back. “No, please, no,” he whispered as he leaned in close to see if Greg was still breathing. Vince felt his throat close up when he smelled the firewhiskey on his breath.

He looked around the room in a hurry to see if he could figure out what he took. Vince finally noticed the sleeping pills on the desk before noticing the bottle firewhiskey spilled on the floor near the couch. “He can’t be…” Vince trailed off as he picked up Greg and put him over his shoulder.

After a few minutes, Vince was standing outside of St. Mungo’s with Greg still in his arms. He hurried inside to tell the healers what he found. They took Greg off to a room and made Vince sit in the waiting room to hear the details about what was going on.

Vince sat out in the waiting room for what felt like hours waiting to hear about what condition Greg was in. He was just hoping that they could get the sleeping pill out and then they both could go home without anything else to worry about, but no healer had come in to the room that knew anything about the condition that Greg was in.

After checking his watch another time, Vince walked over to the front desk to ask what was taking so long. He didn’t get an answer he liked so he walked back towards the door just in time to see a healer walk out. “Can you tell me about Greg?” Vince asked as he blocked the way for the healer.

He nodded and sighed softly. “Is there any family that can be contacted for Gregory? They will need to be notified as soon as possible.”

Vince shook his head. “I’m his only family. What they need to be contacted about?”

The healer led Vince over to the chairs and told him to sit down before he continued. “Gregory passed on a few minutes ago. I’m sorry to tell you this, but it seems that he had been using alcohol with those pills for a while. It had been destroying his insides and it had only taken one more time for part of his body to fail him. We did everything we could to help, but nothing worked. I’m sorry again for your loss.”

All Vince heard was that his best friend, his lover, had died a few minutes ago. He sunk into the chair and shook his head. “This isn’t possible. Are you sure we are talking about the same guy?” When the healer nodded, Vince covered his face. He wasn’t going to cry, he had done too much of that over the years and he could go on without Greg. He knew that he would be able to make it. And before Vince could stop himself he was hugging the healer tightly and crying into his shoulder. He couldn’t go on. He had lost his lover, his best friend and there was no one that he knew that would ever be able to pick up his broken pieces.

Anniversary

2007-01-12T21:38:25Z

Title: Anniversary
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle
Prompt: 002 Middles
Word Count: 529
Rating: G
Summary: Vince and Greg getting ready before they go out.

Vince walked into the bedroom and saw Greg standing there, looking at himself in the mirror. He turned his head slightly to try to figure out what exactly Greg was doing.

Greg didn't notice anyone come into the room and lifted his shirt slightly. He sighed at what he was looking at. "Damn, I really need to work on here more," he said to himself. He didn't realize that he had said it out loud until he felt Vince arms go around his waist.

"You look perfect," he whispered softly in Greg's ear. "Really. Don't listen to the media about what people prefer their men to look like. I've always thought you looked perfect and it doesn't matter what other people have to say about it." Vince smiled as he trailed his hand over Greg's stomach and up to his chest. Greg got a small chill when he did this. He always loved to be touched like that.

Greg's eyes closed and a smile spread across his face. "You are only saying that because we've been together for a while." He leaned back against Vince. "But I'm not going to stop you. It's a very wonderful thing to say."

Vince laughed softly and kissed his cheek. "Get dressed so we can go out to dinner. It's already bad that I have to wait ages until you are even close to ready to go out." He winked as he pulled on his button down shirt.

Greg just rolled his eyes as he pulled his shirt off. "I'm going to get a shower before we go anywhere. I've been working too much today and didn't get a chance to do it earlier. What time was the reservation again?" Greg asked as he went into his closet. Vince was just standing there when he came back out. "Vince," he said softly to get the other man's attention.

"Oh, sorry. I have no idea what you said when you walked into the closet. Your voice just cut off." Vince bit his lip and shrugged slightly.

"I asked you when dinner was. I want to make sure I don't take too long to get ready," Greg said softly as he walked over to Vince. He wrapped his arms around his partner and gave him a small kiss. "I love you," he whispered softly before hugging him again.

Vince blushed slightly when he repeated the question. "Nine because I knew we were going to take a little bit of time. And I love you too," he whispered as he returned the kiss. "Go get your shower or we will never get out of here."

Greg laughed softly and gave Vince a flirty smile before disappearing into the bathroom. Vince just sighed softly before he lay back on the bed. He felt like the luckiest man in the world because he was dating his best friend from his childhood. Vince had always hoped that Greg would be gay, but never had the nerve to ask about it in school. About a year after school ended they started to date to see if that was a good idea for them. That was two years before this day.

freakydork @ 2006-03-02T13:48:00

2006-03-02T18:51:16Z

i was thinking about this yesterday with everything else. this is a little happier.

everyone should have "walk like an egyptian" byt the bangles on their ipods. just cause it's a great song. i heard it while i was on the back porch. it's funny because i was looking for songs on my brother's ipod and he has it too. it's such a good song. i think i'm going to listen to it again.

freakydork @ 2005-08-31T16:49:00

2005-08-31T20:51:20Z

Just because I need to update my friendslist. Many of the people I have on here don't read what I have and don't seem interested. I guess if you want to stay on the list comment and I'll go from there.

Credit: potterpuffs and lifebeckons

freakydork @ 2004-03-23T23:12:00

2004-03-24T04:13:47Z