Hello! So this is my first story. Just kind of trying some things out here. Not very long. Not to deep just a bit of fun. I love Harry Potter and am also a big Drarry fan. I keep reading the stuff and getting ideas for my own stories and how I would write them so I thought I would try my hand at it. Hopefully I don't completely suck :) You'll have to let me know. So here we go, have fun! - Kidd
Harry sat at the bar of a dance club. He had dragged Ron and Hermione out clubbing with him again even though they spent the whole night complaining. He just didn't want to go alone so he appreciated his friends support. As he sat listening to his friends bemoan the loud club, and sipping an alcoholic drink something caught his eye. Or someone. It was a tall, slim, blonde in tight jeans making his way to the dance floor. He looked familiar but Harry felt he would have remembered somebody with that fine an ass. He walked with an air of confidence that was intoxicating. As soon as he hit the dance floor he started moving, dancing, looking like sin in those tight clothes. As he turned Harry finally caught sight of his face. His jaw nearly dropped. It was Draco Malfoy!
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. What was Draco doing here? And since when was he this gorgeous? His friends caught site of his stunned look and asked what was wrong. Harry just pointed. Ron nearly fell out of his seat.
"Malfoy!?" He exclaimed.
"It is... " Hermione confirmed, looking just as aghast.
"What's he doing here?" Her husband asked.
"Dancing..." Harry answered still dazed. Hermione looked at him curiously.
"You haven't taken your eyes off him since you saw him." She pointed out, "Why don't you go ask him to dance?" Two pairs of eyes snapped to her immediately. Ron looking horrified and a little green. Harry looking shocked... but thoughtful.
"He'd hex me on sight..." He reasoned.
"No he wouldn't. Besides I think you can handle yourself." She gave him a meaningful look. "Hermione! Are you mad? It's Malfoy! Harry doesn't want to -" Ron was interrupted by Harry getting up and giving them a quick smile before taking off into the crowd. "Harry?" Ron asked in a small voice that had no hope of carrying over the loud noise of the club. Hermione patted him on the back absently and took another drink.
Harry approached his childhood rival with butterflies in his stomach. He wasn't sure if he was terrified or excited but one thing was for sure this promised to be interesting one way or another. He reached Draco and tapped his shoulder to get his attention. When he turned around Harry greeted him with a big smile.
"Hi. Care to dance?" Malfoy's face was slightly shocked and he just stared for a full 30 seconds. Then without a word he shrugged and put his hands loosely on Harry's shoulders and started moving again. Harry grinned wider and moved with him. Dancing with Malfoy was quite an experience. The man really knew how to move. "Your a really good dancer." Harry said into Draco's ear, his voice low and husky. He
could feel Draco shiver against him. Draco smirked at him turning in his arms and pressing his bum into Harry's groin making him gasp.
"You're not half bad yourself, Potter." They danced for what felt like hours and Harry was about ready to grab him and apparate directly into his bedroom. He was so turned on he hadn't even thought about his friends since he left them at the bar.
"God, Malfoy you're so hot. Do you wanna get outta here?" Harry husked into Draco's ear. The blonde turned around again. He smiled and opened his mouth to answer.
"Draco? Are you about ready to - Potter?" Pansy Parkinson showed up and broke the illusion that they were the only two people in the club. Draco looked over at her and stepped back from Harry at once. "Whats going on?" Pansy questioned Draco.
"Potter invited me back to his place." Draco answered smirking over at Harry.
"What!? Draco can I speak with you a moment." Not waiting for a response she grabbed his hand and dragged him away. He threw Harry another bemused smirk and allowed his friend to drag him off the dance floor. Harry watched them as Pansy gestured wildly and Draco answered her with a lazy drawl.
Harry made his way back to where Ron and Hermione were, only to find they had left the spot at the bar. After some searching he found them making out on one of the couches towards the back. "Eh-hem." He interrupted. They broke apart looking flushed.
"Oh Harry. What happened to Malfoy?" Hermione asked blushing slightly.
"We danced but then Pansy dragged him off. I hope you guys found a way to stay busy." He teased.
"Hey mate you left us for Malfoy like an hour ago. What'd you expect us to do." Ron replied. "And by the way, can we just take a moment to analyze how messed up that sentence was. What's up Harry? Why are you dancing with Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"He's hot Ron! And the way he dances... Merlin. I wanna take him home but I don't think Pansy likes that idea." Ron looked green again.
"Well Harry don't you think you should at least get to know him first. Unless you want this to be a one night stand..." Hermione looked disapproving.
"But I do know him Hermione. I've known him since I was 11." Harry argued.
"Yeah and you've hated him since you were 11!" Ron reminded him.
"Oh Ron get over it. Harry I mean really get to know him. You guys haven't exactly had a heart to heart in all these years." Hermione pointed out. Instead of answering Harry sought out the head of blonde hair again. But he didn't see Draco and Pansy where he had left them. His heart sank. Had he left? He frantically looked around but at last he saw them at the bar.
"I'll be back in a bit. You guys gonna be here?" Harry asked his friends.
"If only to make sure you don't take the ferret home tonight." Ron muttered. Hermione elbowed him in the stomach.
"Go on Harry. We'll stay for a bit longer." Harry smiled at them and headed over to the bar where Draco sat scanning the crowd. Hopefully for him.
Harry walked up behind Draco and stood so close he was just barely not touching him.
"Hi." He said in that low voice that seemed to come out every time Draco was in his presence that night. Draco jumped and whipped around. When he saw who it was though he immediately put on that sultry smirk.
"Hello." He replied.
"So can I buy you a drink?" Harry asked.
"No thanks Potter. I think he's had enough if he's willing to dance with you." Pansy piped up from the other side of Draco. Both boys turned to look at her but she just stared back defiantly. Draco shook his head and turned back to Harry.
"I'd love a drink. Then maybe I'll let you dance with me again, Potter." He gave Harry a wink. Harry grinned and flagged down the bartender. After a few minutes he ordered drinks for him and Draco, and also sent a couple over to Ron and Hermione. Pansy refused to drink anything from him though. Draco shrugged when Harry gave him a "What's her problem?" look.
As they drank Harry continued to stand in Draco's personal space. He leaned his head close to Draco's ear and told him how attractive he was and how badly he wanted to take Draco home and do all kinds of things with him. Between the alcohol, the compliments and the promises Draco was looking rather flushed and bothered. Which just served to drive Harry even crazier. Soon Draco was dragging the over stimulating Gryffindor back on to the dance floor. There they proceeded to dance like they were naked and all alone. Every move Draco made had Harry up the wall with want. And he suspected that Draco knew exactly what he was doing. It pleased Harry however to see, and feel, clearly that Draco was just as excited and bothered as he was. They weren't out there long before Harry could take no more.
"I want you so bad Malfoy." He practically purred at Draco. "I know you want it too. Come home with me?" Draco looked up at him with a before unseen look of indecision and vulnerability. Harry was struck with just how amazing and adorable he looked and another surge of want hit him.
"Draco!" Pansy called a mere 6 feet away. They turned to look at her. She was obviously upset. "We need to go. Now!" Draco looked at her, dazed, then looked back at Harry.
"What do you want to do Draco?" Harry's heart stilled. The whole club seemed to go quiet, although that was probably just in Harry's intoxicated imagination.
"Draco, Come on!" Pansy called but she didn't come any closer. Draco seemed to snap back into himself and placed an affected smirk on his face, just as cool as always.
"Maybe next time, Potter." He replied, moving towards Pansy. "If you can find me again that is." He walked over to Pansy who quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him to the exit. Harry watched shocked and dazed for a moment. But slowly a smile pulled across his lips. Of course Malfoy wasn't going to be that easy. He was a challenge, and had issued one as well.
"You're on Malfoy." He said quietly to himself, not that any of the dancing bodies were paying attention to him anyway. "I'll find you for sure." He headed back to collect his friends and go home. An interesting night indeed.