A/N: Alright guys this is a new story and I want your guys and girls thoughts and rather I should continue to write it or if it's a dud. I know I need to finish the others but this story just wouldn't go away.
Harry threw his drink back and sighed. The sweet, smooth taste flowed effortlessly down his throat. Yep, he thought. What a wonderful life.
After the final battle he had gotten back together with Ginny. They had only lasted a year, when he had came home on their anniversary to find her in their bed in Grimm land (spelling?) place with someone else. Lynch to be exact. International quidditch sensation. Another seeker. That was three years ago. A year ago they had gotten married. Harry had said that he understood, which he didn't and that they could still be friends, which was hard to do.
That was why he was in this smoky, crowded, dingy bar. Earlier that night Ginny had given birth to a little girl. Niall Lynch and Gins had named her Ashley Regina Lynch. She had the Weasley red hair and the blue eyes of the Lynch family.
"Harry is that you?"
Harry turned to see who was talking, well calling to him.
"Do you remember me Harry?"
He looked into the violet eyes of the man standing there. Harry didn't recognize him but gave him a once over. The stranger stood over his own short stature of 5'6" by at least four inches. He was muscled but not overly so, with an aristocrats face and bone structure. His silver hair highlighted his face. His tan skin seemed to make his eyes appear darker. All in all a gorgeous man. Harry admitted to himself, he may be in love with Ginny but he admired both sexes.
"By the look in your eyes you don't. Are you done checking me out?" His voice, reminded Harry of dark chocolate, sounded amused. Briefly Harry wondered what he would sound like during sex. Harry smirked before answering.
"Hmm for now. Though you can't deny you were checking me out to." Harry said.
"I was. You've changed and grown since the last time I saw you.. How've you been?"
"Apparently you know me but I don't recall you. So, hi my name is Harry and yours is…?"
"Diablo. You used to tell me that it fit my personality. That my parents must've been able to see into the future when they named me." Diablo said chuckling.
Harry smiled. It sounded like he had been close to this Diablo. He wondered why he couldn't remember him.
"It sounds like we were close."
"The best of friends. You, Dray, and me. The three musketeers."
Harry heard the fondness in his voice. Oh, he wished he could remember.
"I…I don't feel so good." Harry managed to say right before he blacked out.
A/N alright ladies and gentleman and all in-between. Please review and tell me what you think of this story and rather I should continue it. Lotsa love to everyone who's read my other stories and reviewed, added as a favorite, added me to favorites or put me on author alerts! Until next time my fair and not so fair friends!
