Summary: During 6th year Harry tumbles into the exciting world of clubs, drugs, and relationships. Harry/Draco.

Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the plot.

You Shine Brighter Than Anyone
Chapter 1

If one was to look for Harry Potter, they would undoubtedly place a bet that he was safe and sound sleeping in Dudley's second room since it was close to midnight on a Saturday. Little did they know that the Dursley's house was the last place that Harry would be for the last day before school started. They would have much better luck finding him at 'The Prism'.

Harry was ready for some excitement. The fun kind, that is. Not the kind he was used to. Although many people believed that he enjoyed constantly being the center of attention in the wizarding world, they couldn't be farther off. The only time he liked being the center of attention was at 'The Prism'. He met there with a few other witches and wizards from Hogwarts who simply wanted to escape the turmoil that surrounded their unusual and complicated lives.

One witch who you wouldn't expect to be there was Hermione Granger. Although she didn't approve of Harry's new 'hobbies' as she preferred to refer to them as, she always made sure that Harry was safe and also made sure that he didn't take anything too far like he was close to doing right now. Grasping his arm, Hermione shook her head and said exasperatedly,

"Harry, seriously, just let it go."

"No, Hermione, I won't let it go! He has no right to do this to us. We're regulars here!" Harry's body was practically shaking at this point. The new bouncer at the club gave him another deprecating look. This was his first day on the job and he really didn't want any trouble.

"Look, man, I don't want this situation to elevate. You're not 18 yet and therefore not able to enter this club. There's an age limit and unless you have a special waver from the owners of the club, I can't let you in until you're the right age."

Hermione was really starting to become scared. Harry's eyes were blazing and he looked as though he might attack the bouncer although the guard had at least 100 pounds on him. Harry, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to this fact. Just as he was about to advance forward a familiar head poked out of the doorway.

"Harry, mate, good to see you! Same to you Hermione! Why so late?" Seamus Finnegan asked. He and his parents co-owned this club and kept it open in the summer as a way to gain a little extra income.

"Well," Harry said as he glared at the bouncer, "Someone is refusing us access."

At this the bouncer lowered his head apologetically at Seamus. "Sorry, sir, but I wasn't aware that these two were friends of yours."

Seamus shook his head and grinned wildly at both Hermione and Harry before grasping both of their hands and dragging them inside the clubs doors. Once they were both inside he turned to them and gave them a sheepish look. "God, guys, sorry about that. The new bouncer is a little thick."

"No problem," Harry said as he could feel all his previous anger and frustration slip away with the pounding techno music that was reverberating off the walls of the club. His body immediately loosened up as he started to dance around both Seamus and Hermione. "Come on guys, let's get this party started!" With this stated he began to wander off into the crowd of people swaying and moving to the beat.

Since neither Hermione nor Seamus were very good dancers they opted to just chill at the bar and watch as Harry 'worked his magic' so to speak. When he danced with different people through out the night numerous others would stop to watch him. There was no doubting it; he was beautiful. His raven locks rested about half an inch below his ears and was dusted with glitter. His face was now unobscured by glasses since he had switched to contacts and his long lashes were also glitter covered. His dark blue jeans were tight and showed off the lithe body that he had acquired from years of quidditch while his forest green t-shirt clung snugly to his abs. He had gotten his lip pierced with snake bites during the earlier part of the summer and his overall look pulled together in a way that made it hard to tear your gaze from him. No wonder there were so many people staring longingly at him.

Among those people was another beautiful boy with a shocked look on his face. He was equally as beautiful as the boy dancing although his hair was such a blond color that it appeared almost to be silver. His thoughts were running rampant although the central idea was the same. 'Who would have thought that the fucking 'Golden Boy' would have those moves and those looks?' Despite himself and found himself not hating the boy before him, but admiring him. As he walked out of the club he shook his head as though that would rid him of his new found feelings.

Meanwhile Harry was making his way over to Hermione and Seamus at the bar. "Hey guys!" Harry said loudly over the music as he sat down on a stool. Brushing the sweat and hair out of his emerald eyes and proped himself up with an elbow on the table. "How was I?"

"Wonderful!" Seamus said laughing. "You really have a gift, you know that right?"

Harry only blushed in return. He'd been told that so many times that he was starting to believe that it was true. Maybe he wasn't really as wothless as his muggle relatives told him he was. As Harry was thinking about this the barista made her way over to him with a sly smile on her face.

"Hey there," She said as she leaned towards him, "You looked awesome out on the floor."

Harry blushed again. "Thanks, I just let the music take me. I do get pretty tired though."

As he said this, she grasped his hand and slipped something in it. "This could help you, " she said with a wink and then stalked off to get more customers drinks.

When Harry opened his hand he saw a tiny dull red pill with a horse stamped into it. He recongnized it as ecstacy, thanking a higher being that he didn't even have to pay for it, and swallowed it. He stayed at the bar for around an hour just chatting with his friends before he started feeling the effects. At first his vision seemed to get a little fuzzy and the familiar urge to put his eye drops came but he resisted it. Then he felt an intense calm and it seemed as though the heart pounding beats were the only thing in the room. His body began to move on it's own and soon he was back out on the dance floor completely refreshed.

After another two hours of dancing the club was finally closing. He and Hermione hugged Seamus good bye and began the thirty minute walk home. Harry was still a little out of it from the pill and kept hugging Hermione and telling her that he loved her, but she knew that this would all wear off after a good nights sleep. As they walked down the tree lined street both friends felt a sense of quite peacefulness. When they reached the Dursleys and hugged goodnight Harry could only hope that the peaceful feeling would last by the time they got to Hogwarts tomorrow. With this last thought he walked upstairs and collapsed into bed to get some well deserved rest.

Hooray, I've finally got back into gear and decided to take sometime to write again!
I know Draco wasn't really in here that much yet but I'll get to that eventually.
Reviews are greatly appreciated!

Much love.