A/N: This is my first fanfic so take that into consideration as you read. I would like to that SilkYuzu for Beta Testing this fic. I love You. Read her fics they are awesome!!

Disclaimer: JK owns everything that ever passes through my mind. I wish I had as much money as she does.

Firewhiskey Punk

Draco was pissed. It was his first day of his seventh year and the first class of the day was Double Potions with Gryffindor. Mind you he loved Potions, it was his favorite class but his mind never really functioned before noon. It was best for one not to talk to him until Draco lunch or they would be dead before they hit the ground.

With his eyelids drooping he tried to focus on whatever Professor Snape was lecturing about, he was pretty sure he had heard the words "genitalia" and "explode" but he wasn't sure. He hoped he was wrong. He looked at his Dragonhide watch that he had gotten for his birthday from his parents, it was 10:00. He gave a soft cry and slammed his head onto his desk. It would be two more hours until Potions was over and even more importantly lunch. Draco then took a swig from the flask of Firewhiskey that he had hid in his robes and tried to pay attention to Snape.

After ten minutes of light concentration he decided that he couldn't and pulled out some parchment and a quill and began to doodle. Before he even knew what he was drawing he realized he was drawing the emerald-eyed boy who haunted his dreams. The emerald-eyed entity that graced his thoughts always had an attractive quality that Draco found addictive. Draco could most of Harry's profile from memory but he always had trouble with Harry's eyes. They were impossible to draw. You could draw them but they lacked the spark that the real ones contained. Sighing he looked up so he could look at his subject only to find that Harry wasn't in class. He franticly looked around and hoped that he just didn't see Harry at first but Harry wasn't there. He was about to announce that fact to Snape but then the classroom door opened. The whole class turned to look at the door and Snape stopped his monotonous lecture to look at whom ever disrupted his class.

Harry Potter walked into Potions looking nothing like he did when he left school in June. His shaggy black hair was spiked into a small mohawk with a streak of green in it. His glasses were replaced with contacts and his lower lip, nose,both ears and left eyebrow were adorned with piercings. His pants were made of tight black leather and his tie was loosely tied around his neck, his sleeves rolled up to his shoulders. He was the poster child for London Punk.

"Glad you could join us, Mr. Potter" Snape sneered. "Ten points from Gryffindor for your tardiness, another twenty points for your disregard for the dress code, and Mr. Filch will be seeing you every night this week." All Harry did was glance at Snape and sit in the nearest available seat, the seat next to Draco's.

As class got back to normal Harry took out a piece of parchment and quickly scribbled on it before passing it to Draco. He accepted the note and read the content of it.

Got any Firewhiskey on you? I need a fix.

Draco chuckled before responding.

Maybe. But what's in it for me?

Harry answered it and passed it back.

I could let you see ALL of my piercings.

All Draco could say to that was "Ouch"

How long have you been a poof, Potter?

All my life, Sugar. Now how about we make a date tonight just you, me and a bottle of Firewhiskey.

Draco thought about the options laid before him. He could either go out with Harry and realize that they weren't meant to be and life could go back to the way it was or he could go out with him and they could become the couple that he dreamed about.

"I'll meet you at the astronomy tower at 11 and you better be wearing those leather pants." Draco said after a few moments. A smile appeared on Harry's face.

"Of course I'll be wearing these pants. I only have leather pants."

"God, you look great in leather." Draco said his eyes slightly glazing over. Harry laughed.

"You wouldn't look to bad yourself. You have the right figure." Both boys then began to talk about what they would rather be doing than be in Potions at that moment.

As the day wore on many Slytherins were highly confused when Draco arrived at lunch fully awake and not groggy as he usual did.

What about your detention?

Do you really think I ever planned on going?

True. How do I know your not just using me to get some Firewhishkey?

You don't and I can't prove it. Check my robes pockets.

With this response Draco was confused. He nudged Harry and mouthed "What? Why?". Harry just smiled and mouthed back "Just do it." Draco shrugged and put in hand in Harry's pocket and pulled out a flask similar to his but Harry's had an anarchy symbol on his. Now Draco was really confused.

"If you have Firewhiskey why would you ask for some?" He whispered. Harry smirked

"To have a reason to talk to you. So are we on for Friday?" As much as Draco wanted to accept Harry's offer he had to think about it. He wasn't the type of guy who liked to experience one night stands. He was more of a relationship kind of guy.

"I'm not sure, Potter."

"Ok then how about we leave out the Firewhiskey and make it a regular date? I fancy you, Draco and if what I've heard is true you fancy me as well. So why don't we see what happens? What the worst that could happen?"