Obsession

Written by StrawberryGirl87

Harry is the perpetual playboy until he comes across a young man who doesn't like to play games when it comes to his feelings. However jilted ex-lover with revenge on his mind isn't just going to allow his obsession to get away that easily. Drarry, AU, NO MAGIC!

Chapter Four

Harry was determined that no matter how much he liked Draco and desperately wanted to get him into bed he wasn't going to be caught up in a relathionship so easily. He had been tricked into going on their first date, he wasn't sure how exactly Draco had managed it but that fact was undeniable to him. It wasn't that he hadn't enjoyed it either because he had, very much so and even found himself wanting to do it again, Harry just didn't appreciate being tricked into it.

What struck Harry the most about the blonde was that Draco didn't seem to mind about his less than savoury past either, standing up for him when he was harassed by Tom. Declaring that he would have to get used to those kind of awkward situations if they were going to be spending more time together. He liked the idea of spending more time with him that was for certain but he found himself resistant to it, he didn't want to develop feelings for him. There were only three people in Harry's life that had never left and never hurt him. He couldn't be sure Draco would add to the heartache he felt over losing both of his parents in one cruel blow.

He really needed someone to talk to about this, however Ron usually spent the afternoons playing football once he was done with his classes and Hermione didn't finish her lecturers until five at which point she went straight to dinner. This was where Harry met her as soon as the dining hall opened for them to have their evening meal. Ron arrived shortly after she did, drenched in sweat and a little smelly.

The three of them sat together off in one corner, picking at the dry, unidentifiable chicken substance that they'd been served. Only Ron seemed immune to its sawdust like texture and cardboard taste, wolfing it down like he hadn't eaten in days.

"Mione will you help me get ready tonight, I need your opinion, I Have to look hot!" Harry pleaded with her, batting his eyelashes and smiling sweetly in her direction. He knew that she would want to get her homework done and study.

"Any particular reason, or person come to that, why you suddenly need my fashion expertise?"

Harry glared at her, "You know perfectly well Mione," He said stiffly, "You know he took me for coffee this afternoon, called it a date."

"You went on an actual date with someone?" Ron asked in shock, his mouth half full of food as he spoke.

"Not willingly," Harry said a little bitterly, "His words were, 'he asked, I accepted, he paid so it was a date', and he kissed me, told me he wouldn't be that easy to get into bed." From his tone of voice Ron and Hermione could tell that Harry was in a bit of a huff over the whole situation.

"Do you like him?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, but I don't do relationships, you know that Mione."

"Oh Harry, don't be so silly, what do you think is going to happen if you go on a few dates with him?" She asked, scolding him a little as if he were a small child being ridiculous.

"All I know is that the less you care the less you have to lose," Harry said ominously, pushing his plate away, having had enough of the disgusting meal.

"But you care about us and Jake, couldn't you make room for one more?" Hermione asked, she was concerned for her friend. She could see how scared he was to let people into his heart. She'd done enough reading on the subject to know that he was just too scared of losing people to open his heart to them. The three people that Harry had real feeling for had already been there when he had lost Lily. Harry had clung to them through her loss and when his father had gone off the rails never to fully return to his old self. However now he seemed to have shut down emotionally, refusing to let anybody else get close.

Hermione however was determined to make Draco the exception to the rule. He was a nice guy and she agreed with Jake wholeheartedly when he said that Draco would be good for Harry, who needed someone stable in his life to love rather than fucking around with half the men on campus.

"I don't' know Mione, I do like him but what if it doesn't work out?"

"Then if doesn't' work and you go back to shagging whoever you want, a different man every night if you want but at least try being with Draco, you might surprise yourself and actually enjoy being in a exclusive relationship."

That word frightened him a little, exclusive. He didn't know if he could handle not having his freedom. He enjoyed flirting and exploring himself sexually. Being with only one person was a frightening concept.

"I'll think about it alright, no promises, just please help me get ready tonight. I have no idea what to wear."

"Alright," Hermione said, "On one condition though," Harry raised an intrigued eyebrow, "Ron and I are going to come with you tonight."

Harry smiled at her request, "You won't find me complaining, it'll be good to get you away from all your books for a bit," harry teased her and she glared at him, Ron only laughed, agreeing wholeheartedly with Harry.

After dinner was over the trio gathered together in Harry's dorm room as he stressed over what to wear. He'd tried on at least four outfits and was still unhappy. He'd just about settled on his tightest fitting black denim jeans as they made his arse look amazing but he was close to just going topless as he could fro the life of him find a decent shirt to wear. He didn't think anyone would have any complaints about him turning up half naked but he didn't think that it would be very appropriate or fair on anyone else who had gone to pull this evening.

"Harry relax, if Draco wasn't a factor this evening what would you wear?" Hermione asked him, she was sat on his bed, book in hand. Ron had already got a little bored and wandered off to his own room to finish getting ready.

"I don't know, the blue t-shirt, maybe," He replied.

"Then put it on, let's see how it looks," She instructed and Harry of course knew what was good for him and did as he was told. "You look amazing," She declared happily when Harry had pulled it over his head and turned to her for approval. "Oh and wear your contacts, not those awful glasses. You need to let him see your eyes, they're so beautiful after all."

"I think you should be glad Ron isn't here, he'd be jealous," Harry teased and she rolled her eyes at him. Checking the time as he went to rid himself of his round wire rimmed glasses that were the exact same style as his fathers, he realised that they should of left already. He sighed, fashionably late as ever.

Draco couldn't help but be a little nervous as he waited for Harry to show up at Slither. It was a Monday evening so the bar was fairly quite so there was very little to do other than clean the glasses and fiddle with the stereo that had Jake's iPod on shuffle. Jake and Draco were the only two staff members working and with very few people to serve they quickly found themselves talking.

"I took Harry for a coffee today," Draco said conversationally.

"He actually agreed to that?" Jake asked, a little shocked.

"He wasn't exactly aware that it was a date until afterwards," Draco admitted, "He seemed a little shocked when I told him." Draco had been wondering whether or not to mention James Potter's behaviour but thought better of it, it wasn't his business how the family dealt with their emotional issues, he thought it best not to get involved just yet.

"I bet, is he coming tonight?"

"He's supposed to be," Draco said and immediately Jake knew why his fellow staff member was a little on edge this evening. He grinned to himself realising just how much Draco was crushing on Harry. It was just too damn cute.

"Fair warning, he'll push you to your limits before he concedes defeat, if you really want him it'll take all of your patience and more than one coffee date. Don't rise to him whatever you do or he'll try and push you away." Jake knew this from experience. After Lily had died he had tried to push him away, Jake had to literally grab hold of him and refuse to let go so that he wouldn't lose his baby brother as well.

"I have no intention of giving up, I assure you," Draco said smiling, "I know that he's interested in me, he tried to invite me to his dorm room this afternoon. Subtly of course but the implication of what he wanted was there."

"Sounds like Harry," Jake said but not sounding overly impressed. "And speak of the devil," He said as his brother walked in. Draco turned to watch as the youngest Potter walked into Slither, Ron and Hermione following behind, holding hands.

Draco had to receive a sharp elbow to the ribs from Jake before he would stop staring. He drank in the raven haired God that had walked in and turned the head of every gay man and straight female in the building he looked so edible. What struck Draco the most however was not the well-defined upper arms or muscular legs, it was instead his eyes, which he had only seen when hidden behind his glasses. They now shone brilliantly without them, captivating him.

Confidently Harry walked up to the bar, once his eyes had found Draco's they didn't falter. "Hey gorgeous," He said as he reached the bar in his most flirty tone and come hither smile. Jake couldn't help but roll his eyes at the two of them as he began getting the trio's drinks ready. They were all creatures of habit and always had the same thing. Beer's for the boys and orange juice for Hermione as she didn't like clouding her mind with alcohol.

"You look amazing," Draco returned smiling. He doubted that he had ever spoken three words that were so understated in his life.

"Do I get a kiss this evening?" Harry asked, Draco leaned over the bar and Harry did the same so that their lips could meet. Hermione wasn't sure what he was up to but something told her that Harry was up to something and she didn't like the idea that he was going to start messing with Draco's head.

Jake placed their drinks down on the bar but waved them away when they tried to pay, saying that the first round, as always, was on him. "Draco, the bars quite, why don't you grab a coke and join them for a bit, I'll call you over if I need you." He said and Draco looked to the older Potter in surprise.

"Are you sure that's okay?"

"Sure, it won't pick up much tonight anyway, never really does on a Monday, go and enjoy yourself." He said with a subtle wink.

This was how the four of them came to be sitting on the sofas, Ron and Hermione on one, Harry and Draco on the other a couple of hours later. They had a rather sticky deck of cards between them and they were playing some form of drinking game, at least Harry and Ron were. Draco and Hermione just looked on in interest as they made up the rules as they went along.

The more Harry had drunk the more relaxed he had become and now that he was on his fifth beer of the evening he was practically sitting on Draco's lap. The two of them seemed to mould together with ease. Their interactions natural and easy. Draco certainly wasn't complaining about the close contact they shared.

"I need a slash," Harry declared loudly, standing up and heading for the bathroom. So wrapped up in their own conversation none of the other three noticed that Harry was followed into the toilets by a taller boy with curly brown hair.