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Draco could hear the music blaring as he walked past the long line and right up to the bouncer.
"Draco Malfoy." He muttered in a bored voice.
The bouncer barely gave his ID a second look as he waved Draco through.
Draco walked right up to the bar as he spotted a familiar head of blue hair.
"Nice crowd tonight." said Draco as he took a seat, "Hey Mo."
The boy with blue hair turned his dark eyes on Draco and grinned. He gestured to his friends who were on the dance floor.
"Guys," Mo said to his friend, "Meet Draco Malfoy. A rich son of a bitch, whom I call my dear friend."
Draco suppressed a flinch and smiled lazily channeling his "rich son of a bitch" attitude.
"This is Pooja," said Mo pointing to a tall girl with skin the colour of caramel, who smiled at Draco, "That's her boyfriend, Chris."
Draco greeted everyone.
It was just another normal night out for him. A normal night of pretense and lies. Mo was just another muggle he'd met while he was out exploring the night life in London. The show off had been about to get mugged when Draco intervened using a simple memory charm on the muggers. Mo had been overly grateful and had extended a hand of friendship to Draco.
Draco, who was the black sheep of Hogwarts, had eagerly accepted. As far as Mo knew, Draco went to Eton which was a boarding school for boys. Mo worked as a DJ at the club and knew a lot of social scenes all around London, some of which Draco got invited to automatically by connection.
It was the 15th day of August and in two weeks Draco started his seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had already received his Headboy badge. Every time he looked at it, he wanted to chuck it out of the window or set it on fire.
He didn't want any responsibilities. He just wanted to have fun.
"Olivia!" called Mo, "Can my friends here get a few of your best shots."
"Coming right up," came a girl's voice, "bottoms up Blondie."
It took Draco a few moments to figure out that he was being referred to as "Blondie". He arched an eyebrow and looked at the girl behind the bar.
She was pretty, no doubt about it. But then again, beauty failed to impress Draco anymore. The girl, Olivia, had short red hair which was cut in a bob and the greenest eyes he had ever seen.
Well, the second greenest. The first being Harry Potter, the bane of Draco's existence. The school prat, Draco liked to refer to him as.
The girl's eyes were the exact same shade as Harry's. It immediately sparked a tinge of annoyance in Draco.
He finished his drink and the three after that quickly.
"Slow down, champ." laughed Chris.
Olivia balanced a tray of glasses and made her way to the back. Suddenly a man stumbled into her, Olivia lost her balance and the tray went flying. The glasses all broke with a loud crash.
"Oh shit Liv!" cried another girl poking her head out of a back room, "the manager's going to have your head!"
"I'll clean it up." shouted Olivia grabbing a broom which looked like it appeared out of nowhere.
"Let's dance," said Pooja grabbing Chris and Mo, "Come on Draco!"
They started moving towards the dance floor.
"I need a smoke first," said Draco nodding at Mo who pulled a packet out of his jeans and threw them at Draco.
Draco caught it easily then made his way to the back.
There was a back door that led out to an alley where Draco often sneaked out for a smoke, sometimes accompanied by Mo.
He closed the door behind him and the sounds muffled. He proceeded to light a cigarette and put it to his mouth. He took a deep puff and felt himself relaxing.
He had been standing there for a few minutes when the door started to open. Draco quietly moved behind a large trash can.
It was Olivia. She carried a garbage bag, probably full of broken glass. Draco watched her, hidden in the shadows, his cigarette hanging from between his fingers. She emptied the contents on the ground muttering to herself.
It was dark so Draco needed to squint to see what she was doing on the ground. What happened next made Draco drop his cigarette in shock. The cigarettes butt touched the fabric of his jeans and his jeans started smoking.
"Ouch!" cried Draco, "Bloody hell!"
"Who's there?" cried Olivia turning around as Draco jumped around slapping his jeans, "Blondie?"
With the fire finally out, Draco focused on Olivia.
"You're a witch?" he asked her, his eyes travelling between the broken glass which were no longer broken, and her, as he closed the distance between them.
"Oh shit!" muttered Olivia her eyes darting nervously.
And then before Draco could see it coming, her fist collided with his face and everything turned dark.
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So that was it for the first chapter. I hope you guys like it! Thank you for reading. Please leave a review.