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A/N: Written for the dracoharry100 prompt: firewhiskey.
Harry knocked the shot of firewhiskey back. He didn't know why he was at the bar, watching the blonde from across the room. Pining over someone who didn't know he even existed was sad. Harry didn't know what he was doing.
So Harry ordered another firewhiskey..
Maybe if he drunk enough, it would stop hurting so much.
He ordered another drink.
Green eyes looked up to see grey one's staring at him intently.
Harry's mouth went dry and he quickly took another drink. He would need all the courage he could get if he was to survive Draco's approaching him.