A/N: Thanks to those of you who reviewed, favored and alerted this story! It makes me really happy :D I'm sorry for the long wait, it's just that I'm busy with a research paper for english(completely hate research papers), going over a test review for a test in sociology, and writing a story for my creative writing final project. Well anyway, here's the next chapter!
Chapter Two
Every fiber of his being was urging him to run. To flee from this place he called home in order to get away from the raven haired man from his past. However, he knew that if he did this it would only arise suspicion and confusion from both Potter and his father Steven.
Taking in a deep breath he forced his body to relax and turned to the other wizard with a smile.
"Nice to meet you Mister Potter." He greeted politely while draping his coat on one of the chairs.
"Oh no," The Gryffindor stuttered, face flushed as he gave a sheepish grin. "the pleasure is all mine."
He honestly wanted to scoff. If Potter knew who he really was he wouldn't be acting quite as friendly towards him as he was. "So dad, do I have any customers?" He turned away from the other wizard in hopes that the other's existence would momentarily be expunged from his mind. There was no reason to speak to him, or vice versa.
Steven hummed and tapped his chin with a pen. "Well, there's Trina." Draco groaned. "Oh, and Jensen called." The blond held back the urge to look expectantly back at his father, instead keeping himself well composed.
"And?" He drawled.
Steven rolled his eyes at his adopted son. "He told me to tell you that he'll be arriving tomorrow evening and hopes you'll join him for dinner."
Holding back a grin Draco thanked his father for the news as nonchalantly as possible. Leaving the room he hurried up the stairs with a spring in his step and into his room where he did a quick change of clothes into a more casual look. Once downstairs again he fetched Trina from the waiting room.
"Oh gods, you're happy." Trina groaned from her seat.
"Thanks for noticing miss obvious."
"So, want to tell me what's got you glowing like a twitard after the movies?" She asked trailing after the blond to the work station near Steven's own where Potter was still being worked on.
With a snort Draco rolled his eyes. "None of your business."
Draco had met Trina a year after Steven had taken him in. Although they butted heads a lot when they first met, they became instant friends. Closer friends than even he and Blaise had ever been.
He wondered what had happened to Blaise.
"Oh but it is." Trina smirked. "I bet it has something to do with your hubby doesn't it? Is he back?" She asked stretching out her arm for him.
He felt his lips twitch into a smile. "Maybe."
She cooed. "Well isn't that nice? Are you two going out on a date or something?"
Draco gave a full blown grin. "He's taking me out to dinner."
"You dog!" She squealed smacking him on the arm, a grin stretching her painted lips.
"You have a boyfriend?"
And he had nearly forgotten that Potter was there. Nearly being the key word. He at least had hoped that the damned Boy-Who-Lived would mind his own business instead of butting into his. But then again, who was he kidding? Potter had always been a nosy Gryffindor. Especially when it came to him.
"Do you have a problem with that Mister Potter?" Draco asked snidely, giving him a narrowed eyed look.
He relished at the sight of Potter's green eyes widening in shook, panic flashing in the avada kedabra orbs. "No, not at all." Potter rushed out, flailing his free arm. "I was just...uh...curious."
Trina gave him a look over. "Whose that?"
"Harry Potter." Commented Draco. "A new customer."
"Ah."
"Nice to meet you Miss...um..."
Trina snorted. "Trina Harbel. Not that you need to know. All that you do need to know, is that if you have something against gay people and do something to Alex, know that I will," she emphasized the last word. "make sure you suffer for it."
"I won't! I mean," Potter reached a hand behind his neck as he tried to find the right words."I don't mind gay people." He stated truthfully. "I'd be a hypocrite if I did."
"Oh." Trina blinked surprised.
Draco, on the other hand, was entirely taken aback by that statement. Potter's gay? Since when? If he remembered correctly, the last time he went to Hogwarts he distinctly remember him being mooned on by the she-weasel, and no doubt expressed interest in many girls from different houses, with the exception of Slytherin of course.
"You're gay?" He blurted, cursing himself in the process.
Potter nodded with a blush, hand still nervously rubbing at the back of his neck. "I think I am, I'm still kind of figuring myself out."
"Oh." Trina repeated stupidly, leaning back on the chair she was sitting on. "Well, good luck to you then."
Draco shook his head and went to work on Trina's new tattoo, snatching the piece of paper from her hand. Taking a look at it and asking her where she wanted it, how big, and what color, he began working on it on her outstretched arm.
Just a few minutes into it and Potter spoke up again, breaking his concentration.
"I see you like Linkin Park." The raven haired boy said while motioning to the black band t-shirt he was currently wearing.
Breath. "Yeah, they're pretty decent."
"He's being modest, he loves them. Says the lyrics make him remember his life." Trina winked at Draco when he shot her a look.
"Like she said." He mumbled.
"Cool, I like them too."
An awkward silence fell over them.
Sensing the tension Steven cleared his throat. "So Alex, why don't you show Harry around?"
"What? Why?"
"He's new," Steven shrugged. "and it's only practical to have someone show you the ropes around a new city right? And you'll make a new friend n the process."
Not likely.
He knew he was being childish. He was already a grown man, his grudge against Potter should have been nonexistent now. In fact, he thought he had gotten over it. But apparently being forced into confronting the boy you detested at a young age after many years did nothing but have his previous feelings for the boy resurface.
Now is a good a chance as any to get to know the prat better I suppose. With a sigh he conceded. "Alright. When do you want a tour Mister Potter?"
"Please call me Harry, we're about the same age."
Indeed. "Right then Harry," well now, didn't that taste weird rolling off his tongue? "when are you free?"
"Um..." Green eyes glanced at Steven.
"You're almost 'll probably take another fifteen minutes or so. Then I can work on Trina if you want Alex, so you and Harry here can go around the place."
"Sure. Sounds good Harry?"
"Yeah. And thanks in advance." Harry smiled.
Trina looked back and forth between the two. "So wait, you're ditching me for the new guy?" she pointed to Harry. "So not cool Alex, so not cool."
"Dad does a better job anyways."
"Not in my eyes. I like the rugged look you have going on with your tats."
"Sure, whatever you say Trina."
"So Harry," She turned to the boy.
"Where'd you come from? Judging by the accent I'd say England."
Harry chuckled. "Right in one."
"Nice." She whistled impressed. "Alex here had the same sort of accent when I first met him. Now he doesn't have it anymore." She sent Draco a pout. "Now he's become Americanized. A pity really. I loved his sexy, accented, British drawl."
Draco rolled his eyes. "I still have it, I just know how to turn it off." He replied with the accent. He then reverted back to a no accent way of speaking. "So Harry, why did you decide to move over here from England?"
Harry shifted nervously in his seat, getting an instant scolding from Steven who ordered him to keep still. "No reason. I just had to get away for a bit. You know family and all, they can be a bit overbearing sometimes."
Draco knew right away that the smile the other wizard gave was forced.
"Understandable enough."
TBC
A/N: I know I don't have much of Harry in here and it was very short, but I promise that the next will be longer and that you'll get to see more of Harry, as he'll be spending time with Draco :)
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