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The Club

     Draco found out that a club was a place full of flashing lights and loud music as well as people dancing rather vulgarly. He found himself slightly appalled yet intrigued by the sight. As he followed Harry to the bar he couldn't help but wonder just what he'd gotten himself into. So far the best part about agreeing to this outing was Harry's outfit. He wore a tight, black, leather skirt with little cutouts on the side connected by silver chain loops. This was paired with a cropped emerald green shirt with fishnet sleeves and silver—what Harry said when asked— shoulder body chains.

       Harry was simply a sight to behold (one Draco wished he could keep to himself). "So how does this work?" he asked as Harry pulled him into the bar stool next to him.

    "Well, you just do whatever. If you want a drink you ask for one, if you want to dance you dance, just follow my lead Dray," Harry told him as he ordered them some drinks Draco had never heard of before.

     Harry pushed a drink in Draco's hand before grabbing his wrist and dragging him to a booth. He gently pushed Draco down into the seat before sliding in the one across from Draco. "There was no need for manhandling me, Harry. I am perfectly capable of using my own legs to follow you."

     "Yea well I wasn't about to lose you in the crown because you lost sight of me," Harry said with an eye roll. "Drink up, the night feels more fun if you've got a little bit of a buzz."

     "Are you absolutely certain this is safe to drink Harry?" Draco couldn't help but be skeptical as he ended the brightly colored concoction on the table in front of him. "The only brightly drinkable liquids I've seen so far have been poisonous."

     Harry let out a shout of a laugh at that, "Loosen up Dray. I promise it's completely safe. You trust me don't you?"

     "Yes. Yes of course I do," with that being said Draco lifted the drink to his mouth and took a sip. Harry watched sipped his own drink as he watched Draco's eyes light up and a smile grave his lips as he let out a soft little, "Oh. This is quite good actually."

     "See, I told you so! You've just got to trust me!"  Harry said through a laugh.

     "Yes. I suppose you're right," Draco said with his own laugh.

     They chatted about every thing and nothing as they sat there in that little booth: from the war to how strange Draco found some muggle customs. All in all the night was going good as far as either man was concerned, at least, until Harry started getting hit on.

     Harry had just made an impossibly stupid joke—something about two men walking into a bar and the third one ducking— when some random guy wearing garishly bright colors walked over and started talking to Harry.

     Draco, being the amateur to clubbing, had no idea what was going on. So he sat there and listened.

     "I couldn't help but notice you from across the bar," the stranger said, looking at Harry.

"Oh, really now?"

"Yeah, do you come here often?" He had a smirk as he said this but for what reason Draco didn't know.

"So what if I did? What's it to ya?" Harry asked. Draco could see the amusement glittering in Harry's eyes as the man started to get frustrated.

The Stranger was starting to get a little red in the face as he said, "Look. I'll spell it out for ya nice and simple. You. Me. My place. Tonight."

Draco could see the exact moment the amusement in Harry's eyes turned into annoyance. Harry looked the guy straight in his eyes, "Yeah? Well I'm not interested. Get lost pal."

The guy walked away face flushed with either anger or embarrassment—Draco couldn't tell which.

"So what was that all about? You didn't know that oaf did you?"

Harry laughed before fixing him with a dead eyed stare, "He was flirting with me. Ya'know trying to get me to sleep with him."

"Muggles have such weird dating rituals."

"Oh? And why is that?" Harry asked with a hum.

This, of course, launched Draco into a long winded explanation about how wizards courted, and why it was so much better than the useless flirting they had both just suffered through. Harry happily listened to it all, smiling at the way Draco's eyes lit up while talking about something he deemed serious.

Harry and Draco had moved onto lighter conversation topics when they were interrupted yet again. This guy was better looking than the last one, but horribly cringey and awkward. Harry told him off quickly. It seemed to Draco that as quickly as one guy left another replaced him. Draco couldn't help but think these muggles were spawning from nowhere. It didn't take long for Draco to get fed up.

The fifth guy approached them offering to buy drinks. He'd been in the middle of some—Merlin awful—joke when Draco reached across the table, pulled Harry up by the shirt, and kissed him, flipping up his middle finger at the guy while doing so. Draco didn't let Harry go until he heard the guy walk away.

Harry looked dazed as Draco told him, "Next time, I'm picking the date location."

That broke Harry out of his daze, blush overtaking his cheeks, "There's gonna be a next time?"

"Yes, there's gonna be a next time. I'll court you: the wizarding way." Draco said, putting emphasis on the 'wizarding' part. Harry, not knowing what to say, just nodded his head. "I know the perfect magical restaurant to take you to."

"What do you say we get out of here Draco? It's not too late so we can get a bite at a diner or somewhere nearby?"

Draco looked at him, eyebrow raised, "A diner? What is that?"

The grin Harry had made Draco wary, "You'll see. Come on."

Harry stood up , grabbed his hand, and pulled him out the door, leading him to Morgana knows where.

Draco couldn't help but wonder what he'd gotten himself into now. A diner? What in Merlin's name was a diner? He couldn't bring himself to ponder over it more. And as he looked over at Harry's smiling face, Draco felt happiness pool and over flow inside for the first time in a long time.

Draco leaned down and gave Harry a soft peck on the cheek, before whispering softly, "I'll follow wherever you lead me Harry."

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