A couple hours later in his own bed, Harry decided to check out his Grindr profile. While he did admit to himself that the picture did look good, he was uncomfortable with the whole idea of having a profile on a hookup app.

"What am I doing? This isn't me at all. Honestly, I don't even know why I agreed to this. I've got to delete this, immediately. I'll just deal with Draco's consequences when I tell him that I deleted my account."

Just as he finishes his statement, a hookup pops up on his iPad. He reads the mysterious guy's profile, and is fascinated by what he sees. He looks at his watch, and decides to meet his hookup.

"Why not?" He asks himself, with a small smile on his face, and he gets out of his bed. "It's only 12: 17 in the morning. I'm pretty sure that no single person sleeps at 12 in the morning anyway."

Harry arrives at the hook-up's house. He knocks on the door, and it opens on the fourth knock.

It's a tall, black, handsome man.

"You must be Harry. I like the whole Democratic look you've got going on. It makes you look highly mature, for a cutie who looks more like a schoolboy. Chances are, you're a total sweetheart. Can I get you a drink?"

"No, thank you." Harry responds absently. 'God, this man is damn fine. God, thank you for letting my best friend, Draco, into my life all those years ago. I also thank you for this fine specimen that is standing in front of me. You really were cooking that day.' Harry thinks to himself.

"I'm Inferno. Would you care to come in?" Inferno asks, while moving from the door so that Harry can enter his house.

"Sure. Thank you, Inferno." Harry smiled at Inferno.

"No problem."

"Inferno, you really have a nice place." Harry said shyly, while looking around Inferno's house.

There's a black guitar hanging on the wall along many paintings on a Thai tea colored walls.

"I don't bite you know." Inferno tells Harry in a deep, seductive tone.

"Sorry. It's just- I've never done anything like this before. I don't really know what to do at all." Harry admitted in a shy voice.

"Just relax." Inferno says, while putting his hand on Harry's thigh.

"I'm not that kind of guy." Harry says while Inferno takes of his shirt. "I mean, I'm not ready to-"

"Oh. That's fine." A crestfallen Inferno says to him. "We'll just talk or whatever." Inferno says able putting on his shirt back on.

"You know what? I think I could use that drink now, please." Harry states.

Inferno smiles.

"Alright. What are you in the mood for, hot stuff?"

"Surprise me." Harry says while his voice cracks at the 'hot stuff' compliment.

"Ok. One drink, coming up." Inferno says.

"Thanks." Harry replies, hoping he sounds like a normal 34 year old businessman. While Inferno goes to make Harry his drink, Harry pulls out his phone, and calls Draco. Draco answers on the first ring.

"Hey, Har-bear! Shouldn't you be sleeping?" Draco asked Harry. "I mean, I remember you telling me about a client meeting taking place tomorrow, so…."

"You're a riot." Harry responded. "Anyway, I have some news….."

"You do? What is it?" Draco asks his friend.

"Well, I took your advice and I'm out on a date."

"And the advice was….?"

"Finding someone on Grindr." Harry says, with a smile on his face.

"Wait a minute. You took my advice?" Draco asks, sounding shocked and a little bit annoyed.

"Yeah. It's the best idea you've had in years when it comes to me finding a man." A cheerful Harry tells him off the bat.

"What the hell possessed you to do that without telling anybody about this hookup?!" A freaked out Draco asks him. Draco is not pleased with Harry's decision at all, especially at this hour of the night.

"Well, it's a story that I will tell you when we hang out. Pete, I- oh, I have to go. I'll call you later and let you in on the deets." Harry tells Draco, once he sees Inferno coming back into the living room.

"Harry, wait!" Draco says, but the line dies. 'What kind of fucking game is Harry playing at?' He thinks to himself. "This is highly unacceptable. I need to call him back, now!"

"Thank you. May I ask what exactly am I drinking?" Harry asks Inferno. As Inferno was about to answer Harry's question, Harry's phone rang.

"I'm so sorry about that!" An embarrassed Harry states.

"It's alright. You're cute when you're flustered."

Harry blushes, then proceeds to answer his phone.

"What now, Draco?" A now irritated Harry asks him.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean, I don't want you getting hurt or-"

"I'm doing fine on my own!" Harry snapped at him. "I'll call you later!"

"Harry-"

"No! I'll call you later!" Harry said in a cold tone, and hung up on Draco.

"Inferno, I'm so sorry about that. That was my friend who called just now."

"That's ok, but I have to ask, should I be jealous?"

"Not at all." Harry laughs. "I just wanted to brag, since he always calls and brag about his hookup, at the end of his romp."

"Wow." Inferno says holding in a chuckle.

"Anyway, what's in this drink?" Harry asks, while taking a sip of his drink.

"Oh, yeah. I think you'll love this one." Inferno tells him. "This one is called 'A Slow, Comfortable, Screw against the Wall' because it's a mixture of a Screwdriver and a Harvey Wallbanger."

"Very descriptive, but very delicious for a drink. You're lucky I drink a bit, so I don't need to ask what a 'Screwdriver' or what a 'Harvey Wallbanger' is. And that is a great name for a drink like this." Harry says while taking another drink.

"I'm glad you like it." Inferno says with a smile.

"You know," Harry says. "I don't mind you putting your hand on my thigh again. This drink really calmed my nerves."

"Really?"

"Yup." And Harry pounced on Inferno and kissed him.

Inferno kissed him back hungrily.

Later on in the morning, around 10:45, Hermione decides to visit Harry at his office. When she gets to Harry's desk, she noticed that the desk is still empty.

"Where is he?" She asks.

Hermione picks up the phone on Harry's desk and dials Draco number.

It rings once and Draco answers.

"What the fuck happened to you last night?!" Draco asks, completely worried.

"It's Hermione."

"Sorry, Hermione." Draco says apologetically in a small voice.

"Harry's not here. I tried calling him, but he's not answering his house phone or his cell."

Draco's blood runs cold.

He's starting to panic.

He starts wondering what he's going to do if Harry is actually missing because he can't picture life without Harry at all.

It's impossible.

"And he missed a very important meeting, as it was pertaining to this client who is expanding a business in California."

"I know! I'll call the police. They'll probably put out an APB or-"

"Ok, calm down. I'll call Sirius and see if he's seen or heard from him, alright? Hermione says, trying to calm Draco down.

"Okay. I hope he has some sort of information or something." Draco says to her.

"I'll call you back in a bit." Hermione says before she hangs up and calls Sirius.

"Hermione, hi! What's going on?" Sirius says from the other side of the line, with a smile on his face.

"Have you seen Harry at all?" Hermione asked Sirius.

"Not since last night after your double date. He did call last night, but I honestly can't remember what it was about because I have a terrible flu. Anyway, what's with Harry?"

"Well, we can't be a hundred percent sure, but from the sound of Draco's story, it seems like Harry is missing. I even called Harry's house and his cell, but he isn't answering at all. He missed a meeting this morning."

"Ok, I'm going to see what I can do for you guys!"

"Thank you, Sirius."

"No problem. I'll let you know if I find or hear of anything." Sirius told Hermione.

"Thank you so much, Sirius! Bye!"

"Hello?"

"Draco! How, are you? Is Harry with you?"

"I'm Fine. Actually Sirius, I'm looking for Harry."

"I hope this about your little contract. Are you two finally coming to your senses and breaking the contract? You know that I want some grandkids from you and Harry, especially since you're one of my favorite cousins."

"I'm your only cousin that you care about, Sirius. Well, Tonks and I are the only cousins you care for. Anyway, it's not about- hang on. How did you find out about the contract?"

"Harry. He told me all about it, precisely nine years, and some months ago. Besides, he had Neville give me a copy of the contract." Sirius told him. "Besides, I didn't really see the need for you two to write that contract. You know, I never told you this, but I always approved of Harry being the one for you, since you two were hanging around here a lot a couple of years after college."

"Really?" He asks with an eyebrow raised.

"Yup. Especially since you two were pretty much inseparable."

"You knew that we were sleeping together all those years ago?"

"Draco, you and Harry weren't exactly subtle about these things. I even found your underwear here several times. Neville said that the both of you use to wear Ring Pop rings and say that you were married, and that you'd like to be married forever." Sirius told him with a huge smile on his face. "You have my blessing if you decide to marry him."

Draco blushes and Sirius laughs.

"Anyway, I came to ask you if Harry called or dropped by. Apparently, he's been missing since last night, and his friend Hermione, said that he missed a critical meeting at firm today." Draco says in a single breath.

"Can't say that he's called or dropped by." Sirius said worriedly.

"Dammit. I've looked at all the places that I can think of, and I can't find him at all."

"Oh, no! No grandkids to take care of if Harry remains missing?" Sirius asks.

"I don't know." Ignoring the last part of Sirius' comment. "I hope nothing happened to him after our double date last night. Maybe I'll ask Ron to help me go look in and around-"

Suddenly Draco's phone rang.