Author's Notes:
So, this story started out just as a prompt. It was a popular prompt that I have seen quite a few times. One where a bunch of girls are gushing over the cute bartender and don't realize that the man is not only taken but also gay... with his partner in the room. It was just going to be a smutty one shot... but... then this happened. The idea literally came to me and I had to run with it. I love where this story is going to go and I hope that you all do as well.
If you have been following my 'I Do' Series, no worries, I am still writing that. I just needed to clear some writers block and that is where the prompts come in. If you have not been following my 'I Do' Series and are a fan of Drarry... well... by all means check it out! I know this is only the prologue but please bear with me and just be a little patient.
Also, I would like to dedicate and gift this story to my beautiful sister. She listens to my crazy fanfiction ideas and gives me advice. I bug her at ungodly hours and she never tells me to shove off. She has been my rock in a lot of ways over my lifetime. Love you little sister!
!Warning! I do not own Harry Potter in any way, shape or form. All rights to the characters are trademarked by J.K. Rowling. The only thing is mine is the way I spin the story. It is for entertainment only and not part of the official story line.
"He is so fucking hot. It has got to be criminal to look that fine." A voice said with longing.
"Look at those wicked hands move. I think I might keel over if he were to touch me like that." Another feminine voice spoke up.
Harry looked up from where he was trying to type the last of his report to see who the girls were talking about. He was in a secluded section of the bar, he liked to dub this his spot since no one else seemed to like sitting here. He looked around and spotted a table filled with five girls, some who were blatantly lifting their breasts in an attempt to make them appear perky and reapplying their makeup. Even if he wasn't gay, they still wouldn't tempt him in the least. Desperation was screaming from them.
A sigh dragged his attention to a girl with red hair. "Look at him, that is the sexiest man I have seen in a long time."
"Aren't you with Michael, Ginny?" A disgruntled voice piped up. Harry was intrigued with the turn of events.
"Cho, we aren't like together… together, you know what I mean?" The girl who must be Ginny responded.
A loud snort from Cho was a response. "You live with the man!"
The plot thickens, Harry thought to himself as he watched the bitter look on Ginny's face.
"Yes, well… we are going through some things right now." She flicked her red hair behind her. "Don't judge me, aren't you with Cedric?"
The girl designated as Cho, glared darkly. "You know we aren't. I am a free lady as of tonight."
A girl with blonde hair and kind eyes nudged Ginny in the ribs. "That is the whole reason we are out tonight. To get Cho's mind off of Cedric."
"Right Hannah, you are right." Ginny said with a fake smile. "My bad Cho."
"If Cho wants to sleep with the man, who are we to argue?" A girl with broad shoulders and a mean expression spoke up.
Ginny glared at the girl. "Millicent, I think we should leave it up to him to see who he goes home with."
The last girl of the group turned her head towards the others, she had long blonde hair and the strangest pair of sunglasses he had ever seen perched on the top of her head… and was she reading a magazine upside down? "Don't get your hopes up. The man is taken." Harry arched an impressed brow. He wasn't sure yet who the ladies were talking about but the girl seemed to know.
"What makes you say that?" Millicent asked with disbelief clearly heard in her tone of voice.
"It's the way he carries himself. Look at him. He appears to be flirting back with everyone but it doesn't quite reach his eyes."
When all the girls turned towards the bar, he finally got a glimpse of the man they were arguing about. It was no surprise they were enamored with him. The guy was at least six foot with pale blonde hair that was slightly messed up. Tattoos adorned his arms, one more prominent than others. It was a dark black skull with a snake exiting its mouth. A silver lip ring flashed underneath the light, matching a silver piercing right through the man's left eyebrow. The guy sure was stunning.
"I don't see it Luna." Ginny argued. "There is no ring, so he isn't married."
Before Luna could respond a waitress came up to the table. "Welcome to Slytherin Seekers, my name is Pansy. What can I get you tonight?"
"I'll have the bartender." Cho retorted with a smirk.
Harry groaned internally at the cheesy come on. She couldn't have come up with something more clever?
The waitress laughed loudly before shaking her said. "Sorry hon but he is regrettably not on the menu, but I can let him know that you wish he was." She offered with another shake of her head.
"Is the kitchen still open?" Hannah asked, holding her stomach.
"Sorry, but it closed half an hour ago. We only have an hour till closing so the kitchen doesn't stay open this late."
Harry checked his watch with a grin. It was later then he thought it was. Good, then he might be able to get his report finished before the bar closed. He tuned out the other table and quickly went back to typing. On days like this, he wondered why he ever became a police officer. Reports were no joke. Luckily, this wasn't a case. He was doing employee evaluations for the officers underneath him. He could've done this at home but he didn't like the emptiness of the house.
He was almost done when he heard the girls not too far from him start to gush in enthusiasm.
"Look he is coming over here."
"Act natural."
"Is offering him a blow job behind the bar, acting natural?"
Harry couldn't help it, he snorted loudly at the statement. The red head sure was feisty, he would give her that much.
"Got a problem listening to private conversations?" Harry looked up at the girl when her question was directed at him. He watched the anger leave her face and her eyes widened. "Well, hello green eyes."
Harry rolled his eyes. "I did not intentionally listen in. You were quite loud." He pointed out. He figured the girl would take offense but he was wrong. She just nodded her head. "My bad. I will keep my voice down." She winked at him in a horrible attempt at flirtation.
"I swear you will flirt at any man who moves." Cho told her snidely.
Luckily for Harry, that got Ginny's attention and the girl turned back around to bicker with her friend.
"Hello ladies." A male voice spoke up, causing Harry to look up and see the bartender. "Pansy just got off her shift so I will be taking over your table." The man set down a tray of shots that the girls must have ordered.
"Lucky for us." Cho spoke up with a flirtatious smile. Harry could almost feel the eye roll that Ginny released.
The bartender smiled politely in response. "Is there anything else that I can get you?"
Ginny tilted her head back as she downed the shot. "Another one." She tried to go for flirty, but it didn't come out that way. Her voice was raspy and her eyes had teared up a little, a big indicator that she wasn't quite familiar with hard liquor as she thought she was. "And possibly you."
"I can get you another shot but that's it." There was a flash of white teeth but it was obvious to Harry that the smile didn't meet the man's silver eyes.
"What a shame." Ginny sighed.
Harry rolled his eyes again and went back to his report. He was so close to being done. Tonight was his Friday and if he could get this done right now, then he wouldn't have to worry about working over the next two days. He could hear the girls arguing again but he chose to tune them out. He needed to concentrate.
It seemed to have been working… until a loud giggle permeated his thinking space. He sighed heavily as he rubbed his temples. It wasn't exactly their fault, he was choosing to do this in a bar instead of at home. Loud comes with the territory, unfortunately.
"I bet you ten pounds that he comes with me tonight." Cho slurred after taking another shot. "Pun intended." Harry looked to the ceiling and prayed that he had the patience to stay despite their horrid company.
Self-restraint, that was something needed to stop from snapping out at idiotic people. Self-restraint, that was something they taught in anger management classes. Self-restraint, that was just common sense… wasn't it? Self-restraint, that was just something that Harry didn't have. It was also something that his lover didn't have either. That might be where he picked it up, actually.
"I'll bet you fifty that he doesn't go home with any girl in this bar." Luna told them as she flipped through her magazine… still upside down. Harry wondered if it was just the cover page that was upside down. Surely, the girl wasn't actually reading it like that?
"You are so on Lovegood!" Millicent declared as she scrunched up her arm in a horrid show of intimidation. Harry got the distinct impression that this girl had some muscles on her. "If he doesn't go home with Cho or Ginny, I guarantee he will go home with some other girl." If Harry was in the habit of interrupting conversations that had nothing to do with him, he would point out that they were the only single girls in the bar. All the other girls had dates… which was just plain obvious.
"He is already taken." Luna retorted in a confident but dreamy voice. Harry was intrigued by this one. She was definitely someone who saw things in a different way. She sounded like she knew and it made him wonder what made her so confident.
Harry looked to the bartender as the man made his way around the room, checking in on all the patrons in the bar. There wasn't anything that screamed 'taken' about him. There was no ring on his finger, no hickeys on his neck, no obvious signs of possessions that would indicate a significant other. Whatever the blonde girl saw, it wasn't obvious to him. Which irked Harry, he was trained to pick up on the behavior of other people. He was trained to see things that others over looked. So why did the blonde see something that he couldn't?
"Hello again." Harry looked up to see the bartender at the table of girls. "Did you ladies need another round of shots."
"Yes." Ginny slurred at the same time that Millicent answered with a firm, "No."
A pale eyebrow arched at the warring answers. "Shall I just bring the one then?"
Millicent and Ginny seemed to be in a silent stare off. "No." Ginny finally conceded. "I suppose I could go for a club soda."
The blonde bartender nodded his head. He called over his shoulder, "Oi Neville!"
A tall boy with brown hair who was cleaning the bar looked up nervously. "Four club sodas for this table." He paused for a moment considering something that looked unpleasant. "Please."
Harry shook his head with a snort at how hard that was for the man. His snort must have been louder than he thought, because no sooner had he released it, was silver eyes locking with his own. "Excuse me, I have some other tables to check on. Neville will bring that right out to you."
The bartender had already walked away and therefore missed the disappointed faces on the other girls of the table.
"Hey there." Harry smiled softly at the blonde in response. "Can I get you anything?"
Harry tilted his head to the side as he considered the question. "I'll have the bartender." He teased with a blossoming grin, repeating Cho's words.
A loud warm laugh filtered through the bar, catching the attention of some of the tables around them.
"I am not on the menu." A regretful sigh issued from the gorgeous man. Harry arched a disbelieving brow. "Is that so?"
A smirk was his response. "Well… for you, I just might make an exception." The man whispered as he bent down till he was eye level with Harry. "Handsome man like you, what are you doing in a seedy place like this?"
Harry shook his head. "I happen to like this place." He raised his head defiantly. "I happen to know the owner. If you think I am handsome then you must not know your boss."
Another smirk, only this one held humor as well. "I hear he is a prick and an arse." The blonde stage whispered.
"I hear he has a fine prick and a firm arse." Harry whispered just as loudly.
The bartender threw his head back and let out another warm laugh. "I hear he is in love with you and that's why you stick around." He retorted with his sparkling grey eyes.
Harry smiled softly before reaching a hand to cup a strong jaw. "I love you too, Draco." He lowered his hand till he was grasping the collar of his shirt to pull him forward into a gentle kiss.
They both heard a few shocked gasps but when Draco's tongue came out to tangle with Harry's, they both tuned them out.
Electric heat surged throughout Harry's body as their lips moved. Kissing Draco was always his own personal proof that magic existed. Nothing in the world could compare.
"I only have half an hour left till I close up and then we can leave." Draco whispered against his lips.
Harry smiled before pressing a quick peck to those tantalizing lips. "I am in no hurry baby."
Draco groaned. "Well I am. We both have the next two days off and I am itching to feel how fine your prick is."
"Fuck." Harry swore as his sweet mood instantly went to needy. "Why do you do this?"
A wicked smirk formed on Draco's face. "Because the more I rile you up, the harder you fuck me."
"Can Neville close up and you leave early?" Harry immediately asked, trying not to think about Draco's words.
"No can do, love. I have invoices to check over. I haven't trained Neville for that yet."
Harry sighed sadly. "The quicker you get to it, the quicker we can leave."
Draco rolled his eyes before turning around and walking away. "So bossy." He called over his shoulder. "I am the bossy bottom, there is no room for a bossy top."
"You love it." Harry retorted with a smile as he tried not to stare at the swaying firm arse.
"I love you." Draco yelled the correction as he neared the bar and headed towards a door marked for employees only.
Lovesick. Even after being together for nearly fifteen years, Harry's heart still skipped beats near Draco. His breath still caught when those gorgeous eyes locked with his, his gut still clenched when they were apart and his love still bloomed brightly inside of him. He had been fifteen years old when he knew that Draco was his forever. He sighed sappily as he realized just how happy he was. Despite getting older, he loved his life with Draco and wouldn't change a single thing about it.
There was a prickling awareness that let Harry know that he was being stared at. Which was something one would think he would have gotten used to by now. He looked up and noticed that the table with the annoying girls were gawking at him. Well, all of them but the odd blonde girl.
"I told you he wasn't going home with any of the girls in here." Luna sing-songed, not bothering to look up from her magazine.
"How did you know?" Harry asked with a curious glint to his voice, that caused the girl to look up at him for the first time.
"Every free moment he has, he looks to you. Checks that you are still there and to make sure you are alright. It is rather adorable actually." Harry could see the rest of the girls who had been staring at him incredulously were now staring at Luna with wide eyes.
"How would you know that?" Hannah asked with furrowed brows. "You have been absorbed in that nonsense since we got in here.
Luna glared at her darkly. "One, I don't have to be looking to see things." Harry lifted his brows in surprise and disbelief at the odd statement.
"Two, the Quibbler is not nonsense. There is actually a lot of good theories in here." Luna smiled for the first time all evening. "For example, there was a sighting of a Crumpled-Horned Snorkack in the forests of Bangkok." Her tone suggested that this was the greatest invention since the light bulb. "Oh!" She exclaimed with a happy tune. "There is also an article about how Mayor Fudge has been replaced with a robotic clone, citing that there is proof in the way he refuses to do publicized meetings." Harry dropped his mouth open in surprise and delight. The strange girl was definitely someone he would get along with. Anyone who disliked Fudge was alright in his books. The man had been a thorn in his side since the moment he entered Hogwarts, the stupid private prep school.
"Not to mention, there is a lovely addition about-" Millicent quickly placed a hand over Luna's mouth.
"Lovegood. You know I love you, to a certain degree, but please shut up." Millicent growled. "I can only take so many of your conspiracy theories before I go off the deep end."
"Mmm. That would be the Nargles, Milly." Luna told her sweetly after extracting the other girl's hand from her mouth. "You should align your chakra, it will clear up all the negative energy you got going on." She was progressively ignoring the thunderous look on Millicent's face. "Meditation might help too. I think you need some sage to cleanse your house and also some crystals for guidance would do wonders for you."
Harry covered his mouth with a hand, to hide the laughter that was threatening to come out. Merlin, where had Luna been all his life? He could have used a friend like her growing up.
Ginny cleared her throat, attempting to disrupt the tension in the room that was coming from Millicent's heated glare. "So the bartender is your boyfriend?" She asked with pink cheeks, no doubt remembering her lewd statements.
"My husband, actually." Harry told her with a soft smile. He noticed the disbelieving looks coming from the girls, sans Luna, who had gone back to reading her magazine. "What?" He finally asked when no one said anything.
"They don't believe you are telling the truth since gay marriage is currently banned throughout the country." Luna piped up, not looking at him. "Plus neither of you have rings on your fingers."
"I hate when you talk for us." Cho grumbled lowly.
"Then speak up and I wouldn't do it for you." Luna quipped back in such a dreamy tone that Harry wasn't sure if she was actually insulting her or being nice. Interesting.
Harry spoke up before Cho could respond to Luna. He lifted a chain around his neck, showing them that he had a gold wedding band on the necklace. "Draco tends to misplace rings and we both have an easier time if our rings our around our necks." He didn't want to get into a discussion about prejudice. "We got married nine years ago in Canada."
"We wanted to take the next step and we had gotten denied here when we applied for a marriage license. If we couldn't do it here, then we were going to find somewhere that would marry us." He shook his head at the memory of writing to thousands of chapels across the world. "Took ages but finally a small church in Ontario said that they would do it." Harry grinned in remembrance of their small wedding. It had just been the two of them. No one approved of their union, so they had gone alone.
He shook his head to clear old memories and noticed arched brows from Millicent. He arched his own right back at her in silent question.
"There is no way that the government will recognize the union."
Harry nodded in agreement. "You are correct. We tried to cite that since straight marriages are still recognized if the marriage was done overseas, that so should ours." He sighed heavily. "We got denied but that is alright. Whether England recognizes our union or not, we are still married. No one will tell me otherwise."
"I think that is rather brave of you." Ginny said with a starry look in her eyes. One that made Harry a little uncomfortable. He was literally telling them about his husband and she was still being flirty. He saw a not so subtle elbow to her ribs from the quiet girl Hannah.
"How long have you been together?" Hannah wondered with a smile as she ignored Ginny's glare. "And how did you meet?"
Harry considered telling them that it wasn't any of their business but he hadn't told their past in a really long time. Something was telling him that he would really appreciate doing so now. He lifted his hand in the air and gestured them closer, he was noticing that some of the other patrons were shooting him looks of disgust. They had probably heard his statement and they must not approve of his 'lifestyle'. He smiled when they all eagerly got up and came to his table. Ginny, Cho and Hannah squeezed into the other side of the booth across from him, while Luna and Millicent pulled up two chairs.
"Picture it, London 1981, it was a dark Halloween night when my life was changed forever…"
Draco peered around the open door to check on Harry and shook his head when he noticed he was surrounded by the flirty girls. His lover always attracted people to him, whether it was male or female. He wasn't in the least bit jealous. Harry was his husband and they would soon be celebrating their fifteenth anniversary, he knew Harry only had eyes for him. He smirked at the way the redhead seemed to staring at Harry's mouth. He couldn't blame her, his husband sure was a catch. He was about to turn back around when he caught wind of what Harry was talking about. His heart fluttered as his stomach filled with heat. Oh. He bit his lip as he looked back to the stack of papers on his desk. He could take them home and finish them there so that he could listen to Harry's story… or he could leave them here and do them when he got back from his days off. He sighed heavily as he locked his office door and leaned over the bar next to Neville. It was poor decisions like this that made him wonder how his bar was so successful.
An evil voice in the back of his mind was telling him that he would regret not finishing the invoices, but one look to Harry's excited eyes and he knew he wouldn't be getting any more work done tonight. He smiled slightly at Neville as they both leaned forward to listen to Harry telling the story of how they met and fell in love. Sometimes Draco still marveled at how their lives had literally spiraled out of control from the moment they met.
"Wait a minute!" Millicent interrupted. "Are you telling me that you are the Harry Potter?"
Draco and Neville both grinned and waited to see what Harry would say.
Author's Notes: There was a whole lot I wanted to say but it got deleted and I can't remember it all. Sorry. Lol. I would like to point out that Ginny is NOT Ron's sister in this story. I know, weird but I wanted it that way. I will add more notes later if the mood strikes me.
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