Draco was knocked off-balance by a large, rather sturdy body being shoved into his. The crystal wine glass he was holding was thrown crashing to the floor as he and the large man shaped mass hurtled towards the wall Draco used to be standing in front of. The force of the impact sent the blonde's skull crashing into the bricks, knocking him dizzy.
Luckily for the pair the bar was dimly lit and they happened to be in the more secluded part, Draco's favourite, and they managed to regain their composure quickly with few witnesses. Annoyed Draco knocked the blond hair from his eyes and delicately stomped a heeled foot on the ground.
"And who exactly might you be?" the half angry tone started before he was interrupted by several flashes from the newly emerged screaming crowds.
"Mr Potter! Where have you been these past few weeks?" "Mr Potter! Mr Potter! Are the rumours true?" "Harry, Miss Weasley stated earlier you are engaged" "Mr Potter? Where have you been?" "Wedding-" "Ginny-" "kids-" The cries became too jumbled to decipher.
Through the platinum streaks the high class Slytherin only had time to see the pure panic in his once arch rival's eyes before he was pinned back against the wall and a pair of lips were pressed against his. Stubble rubbed his clean chin as he tried to free his wrists from the hands that encircled them.
The flashes from the crowd of reporters had stunned Draco, he didn't know what to do. Reporters were everywhere, his old rival had him pinned against a wall with a thorough kiss, he could still hear the shouted questions mentioning marriage, Ginny and kids and it was impairing his ability to think.
As suddenly as it started it was over. His captor released his, the scene was hectic and someone was pulling him by his suit sleeve. Following his arm to find his tormentor he saw Harry escaping through the back door dragging him along.
The cold air hit his face like a slap, the wind caught his hair and his body felt itself being compressed. With a large popping noise Draco found himself on the steps to a raggedy house. Once shoved inside the pair fell hard, Draco being unsure of his surroundings and being pushed in heels and Harry falling over the body already sprawled on the floor.
On closer inspection Potter had a black eye behind his thick rimmed glasses, a few scratches and Draco was bleeding from a piece of his shattered wine glass before the sudden onslaught began. Prodding his wound weakly Draco flicked the hair out of his face and tried to compose himself. Grey eyes met green as Draco let the simple command fall from his lips.
"Explain."