Title: Chase and Potter

Author: enchanted nightingale

Beta Reader: pussycatadamah

Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. I only use them in my plot for fun.

Timeline: It's after Book 6 for the HP books and after "The Tyrant", Episode 4, Season 6 of House.

Summary: Guilt catches up with Chase in London with his divorce signed and his carrier saved. Then he finds a saviour in the face of Harry Potter. Was House right? Was the accent the real turn on? Still, the wizard has his own troubles. Can they make it work?

Pair: Harry Potter/Robert Chase

Chapter 7

One and a half years later…

Robert Chase was out of his element. While he was no stranger to luxury, he had never been in a castle before, not one like the one the naming ceremony was taking place. Luna had given birth to a beautiful child that was like a mini clone of her, save for Blaise's expressive dark eyes on that cute face. Harry was obviously smitten with the little girl and he had not let her out of his arms since they had arrived at the ancestral Zabini castle. The little girl, not even two years old yet, she had her soon to be godfather wrapped around her little finger. Chase had also become a favourite of both Zabini kids and Harry's godson Teddy.

The doctor had become part of Harry's extended and odd family as the relationship with the two men blossomed. Harry had stayed in that hotel in New Jersey for three more days before he needed to get back to work. In the course of the next six months they went back and forth between their respective countries till that fateful morning when they were having lunch in a nice restaurant in London and all hell broke loose. During the fight that followed, the longest (and only) battle Robert experienced in his life was an eye opener for the Muggle doctor. A whole new world he never knew existed was revealed to him, shocking him to the core.

Harry had defeated his opponents (he later explained to his lover that they were a sort of terrorists) after a show of lights and chanting in what sounded like Latin. As the green eyed man stood among the felled bodies, face cut in two places, clothes singed and a long wooden stick out he had never looked more dangerous or sexy to the blond. Then a dozen others appeared with small 'pops' (Harry later explained to him they were Obliviators and would make sure the Muggle's remained unaware of the existence of magic) and had the panicking crowd under control. Harry met his eyes and strode towards him, muttering "I've got this" to the newcomers and taking Chase with him.

They got to a shabby looking place and Harry muttered a spell for him to be able to read the sign ("Leaky Cauldron"), where he asked for a private room and drinks. Then, in the privacy of those quarters he sat Robert down and explained who and what he was. It was the most mind boggling experience in Robert's life. The doctor, being a man of science, had trouble believing that magic was real, that every fairytale he read as a child was based on truth, that there was something "more" out there. And then Harry changed the table into a German shepherd dog that walked up to Chase and licked his fingers. It had taken the blond a good twenty seconds to digest it and then he started shooting questions at a very bemused Harry, asking about dragons and phoenixes, about elves and goblins, much like a small child, not unlike Harry when he first discovered the magical world.

He never once found it odd or weird or anything like that. Robert loved magic much like he started to love Harry. He never resented him or got jealous. Robert found magic starting to get a place in his life. The advantages were bigger now that Harry could freely Portkey to his place more often. And Robert got to enjoy the perks magic had to offer for couples.

Flashback…

Robert was in London for a couple of days and after careful planning Harry had a few days off work. They had dined in a cosy restaurant in the magical side of London and Harry had taken him back to No. 12 Grimmauld place.

"There's something I want to try along with you," the wizard confided to him sounding all mysterious and suggestive. Robert had found that when Harry was in such mood anything could happen and it usually spelled pleasure for the blond doctor.

"What terrible fate have you in store for me this time?" Chase teased the raven haired man.

Harry pouted. "Well, if you're going to be difficult about this…"

The doctor cringed. "Sorry, sorry, but after the edible lotions… Who on earth thought that cauliflower should come in a similar bottle as cherry? Better yet, why come at all?"

The wizard chuckled. Yes, 'Every-flavour-Edible-Lotions' was not the greatest idea the twins had as far as adult toys went.

"But this is different," Harry insisted. He straddled Robert's lap while the doctor was reading on a sofa and then threw the book away, being the sole focus of his lover's attention. Robert's arms came around his waist to steady him there while the green eyed man lavished his neck with kisses and nips on the soft flesh. For a while the only sound in the room was Robert's short breaths as Harry worked him up so that he would have difficulty denying the wizard. Finally Harry pulled away from the now red flesh, smug in the knowledge that the next day his mark would be visible.

"Harry…"

"Hm?"

"Go ahead," Robert told him.

His lover let a smug smirk blossom on his face. It held a small amount of satisfaction and a hint of mischief that made Robert rethink giving the man carte blanche in the future.

Harry produced a small, perfume like bottle in front of Robert's eyes.

"What is it?" the doctor asked as he eyed the purplish substance with dread.

"A gift from the twins," Harry informed him. "It works like an empathy person but only between two people when they touch. Two drops are enough for at least an hour."

"Empathy?" the man asked.

The wizard's smile was positively dangerous. "So that we can feel everything each other feels while we're having sex. Every caress, every kiss, every time I thrust in that tight heat of yours."

Robert gulped, both in fear and in anticipation as his eyes met green over the crystal phial.

"Two drops?" he asked and Harry nodded and uncorked the bottle.

… end flashback

The memory of that night was enough to make Robert shiver with want every time he recalled that night.

Of course that was not the only time Harry surprised him so pleasantly and intimately. Besides being a wonderful lover, Harry was also considerate and sweet outside the bedroom. He was prone to surprising the blond with gifts or visits that usually had him blushing and stammering; especially since his colleagues back at the hospital (House in particular with Cuddy a close second) poked fun at the couple. Not that opportunities were lacking. As it turned out Robert had the worst luck sometimes and at some point he learned just how comfortable in his skin Harry was.

Flashback…

It had been a gruelling day. Chase had had to operate twice on the same patient in order for House to find what was wrong with the woman. In the end it was a tumour that drove the entire team to their wits' end. After all that the blond doctor just wanted to soak in his bathtub and go to sleep; a glass of wine would not hurt either. But somehow hurricane House shot all those plans to hell as he decided to invite himself to Chase's home, somehow bullying Wilson and even Foreman along. It turned into a pizza and beer night where he had to provide the house, food and drinks and it was a rather irritated Robert that turned the key while trying to tune out his chattering colleagues and the worried (and guilty) looks Wilson was shooting him.

The lights in his modest apartment were on and a small backpack sat by the door next to a very familiar pair of trainers.

"Do you have guests over?" House looked intrigued.

"Perhaps we should go?" Wilson tried to convince the genius doctor once again but House just would not budge.

Meanwhile Robert was anxious about this. Had he really left the lights on? He had not been home for fourteen hours!

There was a rustle and footsteps and suddenly the owner of those trainers appeared before them.

Robert's jaw went slack and he was not alone. Before them stood Harry in nothing but a small towel (and that the wizard used to towel dry his hair), droplets of water still caressing that tanned and well toned body. The wizard belatedly realized his lover was not alone in the door as he took in the amused face Gregory House sported and the awkward looks on Foreman and Wilson.

"Oh, we got company," he said. Slowly he brought the towel in front of him, a lazy look on his face. "I'll get dressed then. Give me a few minutes."

The Muggle's were left behind.

"Perhaps we should leave," Wilson repeated with no small amount of embarrassment.

But House was not giving up. He shouldered his way into the house, dropping his own bag and making his way to the living room.

"I'm not getting rid of him," Chase told the other two men in a rather resigned way. "You might as well come in."

"Thank you," Foreman told him.

Wilson nodded and apologized again for the inconvenience. Robert closed the door behind the man and joined them in the sitting room.

"I've got to say," House said from his comfortable spot on the sofa. "You snagged yourself a good piece of ass." At the incredulous looks of the people in the room he winced. "Yes, it fits women better," he mused. "Still, that toned body, absolutely amazing. Does he work out?"

"Not really," Robert replied.

"Does he work?" the crippled man pressed on.

"Cop," Chase answered. "Mostly special ops."

"Dangerous," House mused. "It explains the scars. I doubt you're that rowdy in bed."

"House!" Wilson exclaimed.

Robert merely rolled his eyes. "Let him get his kinks. He cannot get them any other way," he told Wilson.

"The poodle barks," House commented.

"It's like preschool all over again," Foreman commented.

"I'll go order the pizza and beers," Robert told them as he walked out of the room only to be snagged into the bedroom as he passed by.

Rough hands held him in place and soft lips came down on him.

Harry released him once the kiss ended and the doctor almost groaned when he saw his lover was still naked though considerably dryer.

"What?" the doctor panted.

"I really hoped I could have you all to myself," Harry whispered.

Robert sighed. "House was being House and invited himself over," he told the green eyed man.

A wicked smirk appeared on Harry's face. "Well then, it would be good manners to treat our guests accordingly."

"Harry?" the blond queried.

"I won't place a silencing ward around the room," Harry told him. "Be as loud as possible."

For the next three months Chase would blush around House as the man gave him hell. Wilson and Foreman on the other hand would redden and avert their eyes.

… end flashback

There was a brush against Robert's elbow and the non magical man found himself staring into emerald green eyes.

"Harry," Robert smiled at his lover.

The wizard was carrying his tiny goddaughter with him, the toddler babbling about various things without logic or tangent and as soon as she saw him she demanded a hug from her 'Auntie Robie'. A vein popped in Robert's forehead as he silently cursed Draco Malfoy for this particular nickname he had for him and he wished once again he could somehow hex the wizard for using that title around the little girl. Still, the doctor accepted the name with dignity (Harry's soft looks helped) hugged the toddler and gave her a kiss on her gold locks.

"Hello princess," he sweetly told her, making her bestow him a toothy grin.

"Hm, isn't she a precious one?" Harry cooed over her. He did not use baby talk, not once but he often sweet talked his goddaughter (all the kids his friends had were spoiled by Harry).

"I think it's safe to say the kid is doomed," Robert admitted. At his lover's look he sighed. "Between you and her father nothing short of a king will catch her eye."

Harry beamed and went back to lavishing attention on his goddaughter till Luna came by and snagged her girl away.

"Thank you for coming today," Harry told Robert.

"It was no hardship. I like Luna," the doctor admitted to him. "And Blaise when he isn't mafia like. And Draco's wife is a sweetheart, though how she ended up with that idiot…"

Harry laughed and leaned close to Robert, kissing the man's lips softly. "I'm happy," he said.

The blond studied him. "I am as well," he replied.

"Isn't all this going back and forth tiring?" Harry asked. He was worried about this as neither man could give up their respective jobs and neither of them could ask it of the other. They loved their jobs, helping people, saving lives. It was part of who they were.

"About that," Chase started. "I was offered a spot at St. Mungo's."

Harry blinked. His mouth dropped open and he stared a bit.

"Yeah, shocked me too. Especially since Malfoy funded the project. Something about diagnosing symptoms and the like. A new department. I have to take training to be able to detect magical illnesses but because of the influx of Muggleborns I will have enough patients as it is."

"Draco…?"

"Yes."

"St. Mungo's?"

Robert nodded.

Harry's mind was working so fast that his eyes glazed over. The possibilities alone… Though it still came down to one thing. Robert would have to leave the Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital and New Jersey for London. He eyed his lover with anticipation and a hint of worry.

"I- this is great. But do you want this? You're happy with your job. You get along with your colleagues, even that idiot House. I cannot tell you what to do."

"Would you like for me to be here?"

"Are you kidding? I'd love that! But I know you love your work…"

"Which I'll be perfectly capable to do here," Robert told him.

"So…"

"So, I'll tell Draco I accept," the doctor told his lover.

A beat and then Harry was all over him, kissing and hugging the blond man, making the guests stare, not few of them wolf-whistling at them.

"There is a sound-proof bedroom waiting for you," Luna calmly informed the still kissing pair. "I'll send Wisby with a bottle of champagne and scarves, or perhaps you'd prefer cuffs? Blaise! Where is that pair…?"

"Luna, honey," the Italian wizard sighed. "Time and place."

"We won't need them," Harry assured them as he hugged Robert close to him and Apparated the both of them straight into their room.

End of chapter

A/N:

Phew! The chapter's over; I had trouble with this one.

The story is finally over. There won't be a sequel or a follow up in another chapter, just so you know.

I hope you liked it; I certainly enjoyed writing it. Thank you for reading! J