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Lucie

Harry awoke the next morning feeling fresh and excited. I took him a moment to realise why he was feeling such excitment, but when he remembered, a feeling of hope blossomed in his chest. Lucius Malfoy had invited him to his manor tommorow, which meant that he had some serious shopping to do. Harry lept out of his dark purple four poster bed and ran to the floo.

Harry threw some powder into the fireplace. When it blazed green, he stuck his head into the fire and cried out, "Hermione and Ron's house!" He felt the dizzying sensation of his legs and torso remaining exactly as they were, kneeling in his floor, but his head spinning in very short, fast circles.

His head stopped spinning abruptly, and as soon as he had his equilibrium under control, he called out, "Hermione! I need you to help me with something!"

He heard the sounds of two pairs of feet sprinting down the stairs. His best friends, Ron and Hermione, stopped dead in front of the fireplace, both wearing identical expressions of concern.

"Harry?" Hermione asked. "Are you alright?"

"Yes. Well, yes and no." Harry replied.

"Why yes and no?" Ron asked quizzically.

"Yes because I'm not hurt, and no because Lucius Malfoy invited me to his manor tommorow at eleven and I havent got a single thing to wear!" Harry exclaimed.

"What?" They asked in unison.

"Harry." Began Hermione tenatively. "You are going to Lucius Malfoy's manor, and you are concerned about what to wear? Shouldnt you be practicing countercurses or something?"

"Hey!" Harry sqawked indignantly. "He isnt that bad."

"What? Of course he- ohhhhh." Said Hermione, a lightbulb of understaning going off in her head at the same moment Ron looked puzzled and Harry turned crimson with embarassment.

"Hermione, please dont tell anyone." Harry pleaded.

"It's alright Harry, I won't tell a soul. Anyway, it's perfectly normal." Hermione assured him.

"It is most certainly NOT normal." Harry said.

"Would anyone like to tell me what the hell is going on?" Ron asked impatiently.

"Oh, Ron." Hermione took pity on her fiance. "You see, Harry likes Lucius Malfoy."

Ron gaped at Harry, who took that opportunity to wince and say, "Shit, Hermione. Do you have to be so damn blunt?"

"Harry, you know as well as I do that you have to say things quite clearly for Ron to understand them." She glanced at Ron sympathetically, and he glared halfheartedly at her.

"Hey. I am in the room. Seriously Harry, you know I dont have a problem with you liking blokes, but you chose Lucius Malfoy?" Ron said in disbelief.

"Well, I didnt technically choose him, as he has no idea how I feel, but I do like him. A lot. I think I have since I saw him at the Quidditch World Cup." Harry admitted.

"That's okay, Harry. Would you like to go shopping?" Hermione asked him gently.

"That's actually the reason I came over here, to see if you guys wanted to go shopping later." Harry said.

"We'd love to." Hermione told him. Ron groaned from behind her, but didnt dare argure.

"Thanks, you guys. I love you, you know that?" Harry told the affectionately.

"We love you too, Harry." Hermione said. "We'll meet you at your apartment in a half hour, how does that sound?"

"Great. I'll see you guys then, I guess." Harry pulled his head out of the fireplace and went tumbling into his apartment.

Half an hour later, Ron and Hermione stepped gracefully out of the floo.

"Hi Harry! Ready to go?" Hermione pecked him on the cheek.

"Yes, of course! Thanks again for coming with me, you guys, You know how hopeless I am at shopping." Harry said sheepishly.

"You are hopeless. That's fine though, we'll help you pick out the perfect outfit for your sort-of date with Lucius." Hemione grinned slyly.

"Hey! It's not a date. It's a social event to which I have no idea why I was invited." Harry said indignantly.

"Of course, sweetie." Hermione mocked.

"Hmph. Well, it is."

"Yes, I know. Are you ready to go?"

"I said I was."

"C'mon then!" Hermione grabbed him and Ron by the hands and spun, apparating them to Diagon Alley.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione wandered around the little wizarding village for a while, before Hermione suddenly shrieked and said, "Oh, there's Remus!"

The trio strode over to the werewolf, who looked ecstatic to see them.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione! What brings you here?" He asked enthusiastically.

"Oh, Harry is shopping." Said Hermione.

"What are you shopping for, Harry? Must be important, you hate shopping." Remus observed.

"Oh, well, Lucius Malfoy invited me to the manor tommorow, and I need something to wear." Harry told him honestly. He couldnt see the point in lying, he told Remus everything.

"Lucius Malfoy? Well, thats... unexpected." Remus said.

"I know, but I couldnt really find a way out of it." Harry grimaced.

"You could have if you had wanted to." Hermione said.

"Yeah, mate. You're intelligent, I'm sure you could have figured a way out of it if you had had even a shred of willpower left." Ron teased.

Remus was confused. "Why didnt you have any willpower left?"

"Oh, Moony. I like Lucius. Really like him, I mean." Harry was bright red, but didnt hesitate to tell Remus everything, he trusted the man with his life.

"Oh. Well, Harry, I knew you were gay, but... Well, I guess if you trust him then I will too." Remus sighed.

"Whoa, hold up Moony. I dont even know if he likes men, let alone me. And with our past history, Im not exactly eager to find out." Harry confessed.

"You havent told him yet?" Remus asked.

"No way! I only even figured out that I liked him at like midnight last night. He came over to my house to see if I was okay, because I kind of broke down on him at the ball."

"He did?" Remus, Ron and Hermione said in perfect unison, all shocked.

"Yes." Harry confirmed, feeling the all too familiar leap in his chest, but squashing it down out of fear of being let down.

"Wow, Harry. Ive known Lucius for a long time, but he has never shown any compassion for another human, except maybe Draco." Remus said in awe.

"It was more like pity." Harry said, feeling his heart sink lower.

"Well, still, it was human emotion." Remus finished.

"Great. Well, I need to shop. Want to come, Remus?" Harry asked.

"Sure. Need something to get my mind off the full moon anyway. Beisdes, I know some good shops." He grinned and clapped a hand on Harry's shoulder.

As the four made their way to some of the clothing stores on the end of the village, a tall, black-clad, sweeping man stopped them.

"Ah, the Golden Trio and their pet wolf. How charming." He sneered.

Harry decided to press his luck. He stepped up to the man, and threw his arms around him in a perfect imitation of an overjoyed child. "Hey, Sev! Long time no see!"

Severus Snape looked decidedly disgusted. "Potter, I must request that you remove yourself from around my waist." He said irritably.

Remus laughed. "Oh, Severus, we all know how much you love Harry!"

"I feel no such emotions for the twit." Said Snape smoothly.

Ron, Hermione, and Harry laughed until their sides felt that they had split. Harry untangled himself from around Severus, and the moment he was no longer touching him, a look of immense relief spread across the man's face.

"Well, Severus, as fun as this encounter has been, we have to go shopping now." Harry told his Professor.

Harry and Remus led the way to the stores they had previously been heading to. Upon spotting one that looked promising, they went inside and Hermione started picking out clothes for Harry to try on.

"Oh, Harry, try this on!" She exclaimed, holding up a pair of sexy leather trousers.

Harry sighed resignedly. He took the leather trousers, and walked into the dressing room to try them on.

Once he was in the dressing room, he discovered that a certain amount of difficulty came with leather trousers. He struggled with the button and fly, and when he finally had them done up, he looked in the full-length mirror.

They were skin tight, shiny black, and very sexy, they defined his arse well. Harry opened the dressing room door, and blushed upon hearing the catcalls that his friends gave him.

"Wow, you look gorgeous, Harry." Hermione said.

"My gods, you look fantastic." Remus said with a grin.

"Er... nice, mate." Ron was completely wrong footed.

"Nice arse." Remus said, causing Harry to blush even deeper and slam the door shut.

When he was safely in the dressing room, Hermione handed him a grey silk button-up shirt to try on with the trousers. When he had it on, he once again opened the dressing room door.

"Whoa." Hermione gasped.

"You look amazing." Remus said.

Harry grinned, past the blush. "Thanks you guys!" He said happily.

"Harry," Hermione said slowly. "I think we've found your outfit.