Prologue
He watched as se walked around the bar collecting glasses, and having her backside slapped but the drunks that didn't deserve to look at her let alone touch her. He sighed, if anyone from his world saw him hear his fate would be more than death, his father a loyal follower of the dark lord, although their lord was defeated, and his father clams to have been under the unforgivable course, He knows better, and knows that several of the dark circle are still fulfilling their dark needs. He looked over at her again, if his father knew that he was in love with a muggle, there would be hell to pay…he first knottiest her during the war, his godfather has had asked him to meet hear, but his godfather had not shown, she had been the one who had seen him looking nervous and alone,
'Hello again' she smiled walking back behind the bar, 'on your own again?'
He shrugged, 'it's the best way to be, can't get hurt' he said shrugging it off
'It must get lonely' she said filling another glass and placing it in front of him,
'Thanks, maybe it dose but there are ways to deal with loneliness' he said rather bitterly, he hadn't meant to but it was a trite he had had since he was a child and no matter how hard he tried he let it slip out,
'Sorry.' She said looking hurt and walking away
'Shit!' he mumbled downing the drink she had given him, he slipped a muggle £10 note under the glass and left,
she turned
'Draco?' but he was gone