Hey Guys and Gals, Lils here. So this is chapter two. Big thanks to Absolutelyfabulous for beta'ing for me.
PS. I dont It, It all belongs to people other then me.
PSS. The song 'Draco and Harry' is by a band called the whomping willows, who totally wrock. you should check them out.
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Harry awoke the next morning laying face first on the rug in front of his fireplace. 'Ow. Fuck, my head. Need Hangover potion, Now.'
Harry hesitantly opened his eyes, only to slam them shut again when the throbbing in his brain increased tenfold. 'Okay, you can do this. You defeated Voldemort, for god's sakes, what's a little head pain compared to that?' He opened his eyes again and immediately shut them to avoid the bright light that seemed to be coming from everywhere. 'Alright, I was wrong, this is worse then any pain I've ever been through, ever. Including Crucio.' Harry opened his eyes again and winced as a wave of pain hit his head like a ton of bricks. 'Oh fuck. Ow. Hopefully Luna didn't take our potions with her.'
Harry made his way to the bathroom and grabbed the potion from the mirror behind the sink. He downed the sickly sweet, lavender colored potion quickly and felt the pain in his head ease to the point of being bearable. Harry gazed at his reflection in the mirror; he had large purple bags under his eyes and his face looked sallow and pale. 'I haven't looked this bad since Ron and Hermoine's wedding.' Harry closed his eyes briefly to block out the painful memory before glancing at his wristwatch. '8:45?! Fuck!, I'm gonna be late, again. Its a good thing I own that damn store or I would have been fired by now.'
Harry rushed around his apartment dressing quickly then looked around for his wand, before grabbing his keys and his ipod and sprinting out the door to grab the train that would take him to the back entrance of Diagon Alley. On the train Harry took a seat next to a young red headed woman with a small boy that looked to be her son sitting in her lap. He looked at the pair but quickly looked away, pulling his ipod out and sticking the small white headphones in his ears. By the time Harry departed the train he had compiled a list:
Top Five Songs One Should Not Listen To While Hungover:
1. Any Way You Want It – Journey
2. Shiska (Girlfriend) – Say Anything
3. What's My Age Again? - Blink 182
4. Little Bitch – Big D & The Kids Table
For the life of him Harry just couldn't decide on a fifth song to add to the list. Every song hurt his head, but there wasn't one that seemed to stand out above the others. 'Oh well, it will come to me at some point today.' Harry's train came into his stop and he quickly exited and headed down the street to the lesser used back entrance of Diagon Alley, which was located near a phone booth a few blocks away from the train stop. Harry quickly removed his wand once he arrived at the booth and tapped a brick lightly with it. The entrance seemed to appear out of thin air. He entered quickly, and began heading down the busy street to his store, Quidditch and Things. Harry took the key from his robes and unlocked the store, taking a deep breath as he stepped inside. 'I love this store, I don't know where I'd be without it.' Harry then went about doing all the things one does while preparing a store for the day; putting on relaxing music, taking another hangover potion, counting the money in the register and pocketing a few galleons.
After about half an hour, the forceful ringing of the bell above the door interrupted Harry's peace. Harry looked up to see a young man with bright aquamarine hair heading towards the counter.
"Harry! Hey, where's Neville? I've got something to show you!" the young man said, clumsily hopping over the counter.
"Teddy, How many times do I have to ask you not to do that? You're gonna hurt yourself," Harry admonished, closing up the till again.
"Why? You do it all the time! I'm seventeen Harry, not seven" Teddy told Harry in a huff.
Harry merely laughed and replied, "True, but I'm not a clumsy little git like you are!"
Teddy's response was interrupted by the appearance of Neville in the small shop.
"Hey Harry, Teddy," The man greeted, taking his coat off and hanging it on the stand by the door.
"Oh Neville! Glad you're here, I've got something to show you!" Teddy then pulled a cd from his pocket and stuck it in the store disk changer that was hidden behind the counter.
"It's a little tribute to your love life Harry! Me and a friend put it together." Teddy said as an acoustic melody began to fill the room.
Draco Malfoy, what's your problem? you're lookin kinda mopey and forlorn this morning.
Harry Potter, what's your deal? Are you having trouble with the feelings that you feel?
Draco Malfoy, what's your issue? Do you need a hug or maybe a tissue?
Harry Potter, give us a sign you can't commit to Ginny so what do you have in mind?
Give me three guesses, is it professor McGonagle? Is it Lavender Brown?
No, it's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G
It's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree F-A-L-L-I-N-G in love
Draco Malfoy, level with me you used to be so enthralled with Pansy.
Harry Potter, don't be shy, you got no luck with women so perhaps you need a guy, there's nothing wrong with it
No there's nothing wrong with it, you can move to Massachusetts where it will be
It's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G
It's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree F-A-L-L-I-N-G in love
There's nothing wrong with it. There's nothing wrong with it. There's nothing wrong with it.
It's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G
It's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G
It's Draco and Harry sitting in a tree S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G
It's Draco and harry sitting in a tree F-A-L-L-I-N-G in love.
Harry growled softly as the song ended and silently added the song to his list.
'5. Draco and Harry – The Formally Living Teddy Lupin.'
"Teddy, what in Merlin's name was that?" Harry asked his godson, who was currently clutching his stomach in laughter.
"Just, a bit of a shove in the right direction?" Teddy laughed looking over at Neville, who burst into laughter again. Harry just stared at the duo, and then turning on his heel marched into the back room to brood. 'Maybe Teddy's right. Maybe I should just hop the fence, though I wouldn't go for Draco though, that would be, just, wrong.'
Top five men I would date if I were Gay:
1. George Weasley
2. Oliver Wood
3. Seamus Finnigan
4. Blaise Zambini
5. Justin Fitch-Fletchley
'What am I doing? Merlin knows I'd have just as much luck on the other side of the fence as I'm having now. Which is none so...Fuck. Why did Luna have to go and do that?' Harry's thoughts were interrupted by shrill voice yelling his name coming from his fireplace. He closed his blinds quickly and turned his chair to see none other then Pansy Parkinson staring out at him.
"Pansy? What are you doing here?" He asked the woman, his confusion written on his face. Pansy Glared at him for a moment and took a deep breath.
"So I'm walking to the water cooler, right? And you know who I see crying in her cubicle, Luna Lovegood. So being the wonderfully kind person that I am," Harry received a sharp look from the woman as he let out a small chuckle at this, " I go over to see what's wrong. Next thing I know I've got a weeping Looney Lovegood sobbing all over me about how Harry Potter broke her heart and then got drunk and yelled at her about it!" Pansy took a few deep breaths here, "So, My Question to you is WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?"
Harry let out a low whistle and hung his head before replying, "Okay, so some of that is true, yes. I did get drunk last night and go to the Burrow to yell at her, but this was after she dumped me. Not the other way around. Luna's the one who decided we needed to break up. Luna's the one who decided to move out, I had no part of that."
Pansy looked at the man in front of her, he looked utterly depressed.
"Oh, well then. Are you okay?" She asked awkwardly, knowing it was the right thing to do, but not used to being compassionate in any way. Harry let out a bitter half laugh and nodded.
"Yeah, I'm just dandy. You can go now, yeah?"
"Yeah." she responded before her head popped out of the fire.
