Sorry for the delay I have been uber busy. Just to make it clear most of this chapter is from Draco's point of view, so it is the same as what happened in the last scene. Alright so thanks to:

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Malfoy savoured the feeling of normalcy that was coursing through him. Just for tonight he could be the normal teenage wizard that he always thought he would be. The one thing that was halting this newfound feeling was Potter fidgeting behind him. Suddenly he spied a gorgeous brunette standing near the bar, the man turned and winked at him.

A slow smirk crept onto his face, perhaps tonight would be his lucky night. The only thing that was holding him back was Potter…damn Harry Potter. He hadn't exactly told Potter that he was gay; they were after all supposed to be mortal enemies and everything. He wasn't going to tell Potter something that he could potentially use as ammo in their never-ending battle of snide comments.

So when Potter was ogling the rowdy bar with his wide innocent eyes Draco managed to slip away without being seen. He figured Potter would be fine by himself; Draco had a libido to take care of. He strutted up the bar and gestured at the empty seat next to the other man, "this seat taken?"

The other man looked at him slyly and said, "Go right ahead…"

They were just introducing themselves when Draco turned to check on Potter and saw some sleazy guy chatting him up. And Potter was actually talking to him. What the hell? He turned back to the gorgeous guy sitting next to him but couldn't focus on what he was saying; all he could think about was how innocent Potter was probably being taken advantage of by that idiot.

This wasn't good; this night had been what he had been waiting for, an outlet for all his aggravation and frustration. And he was just getting started on the drinking! With a sort of growl he excused himself from the man who looked confused and stalked back to where Potter was standing. He reached them just as the other man walked off towards the bar and heaved a sigh of relief saying amusedly, "So I see you've got an admirer already."

Potter spun around startled and Draco felt a weird sort of swooping in his stomach at the look of relief on Potter's face when he realised who it was. No one had ever been relieved to see him before.

He zoned out as Potter started nattering on about Draco disappearing and bla bla bla…

"Oh Potter, I didn't know you cared," he smirked enjoying the rising blush on Potter's face.

The smirk faded instantly however as that guy who had been eyeing Potter up returned. He completely ignored Draco however as he handed Potter a drink. So they were having drinks now were they, whatever, it's not like he cared or anything.

Then Potter leant over to Draco and whispered, "So I'm going to get rid of this guy and then we're leaving okay?"

Draco ignored the shivers that ran through him as Potter's hot breath tickled his ear. He also managed to ignore whatever it was that Potter had said. He could chat to that guy if he wanted, that was after all what they were there for. Draco didn't know why he was getting so annoyed.

"Don't bother, I'll find someone else to talk to," he said channelling anger to cover his confusion.

When a Malfoy was confused, always cover it with anger and you'll never go wrong. Just never show any weakness. That had always been the lesson he had been taught and practise had definitely made perfect as he elbowed Potter out of the way and stalked back to the bar. He needed another drink.

Five shots later he was staring thoughtfully into space and was contemplating his life. He tended to get deep when he was drunk.

"Second time lucky?" A voice asked next to him.

He turned abruptly to see the man he had been chatting to before Potter managed to get himself hit on by the first thing that saw him. He couldn't deny it, Potter was a fine looking guy…he froze suddenly. Where the hell had that thought come from? He had definitely never noticed it before. He realised he should probably reply to the man and looking up said, "Sorry, I don't think so."

The guy looked disappointed but walked off leaving Draco to his muddling thoughts. This was so not how he had wanted the night to turn out, they might as well just go back to The Leaky Cauldron. There was nothing more for them there.

He scanned the room for any signs of Potter but couldn't see him. He wasn't standing where he had been before and there was no sign of that other guy either. A cold feeling gripped him as a sense of foreboding suddenly filled him. He got up from the barstool ignoring the dizzy headrush from too much alcohol in too short a space of time.

He walked up to a random guy who had been standing relatively near where Potter had been before.

"Have you seen a guy? Brown hair, brown eyes, glasses?" He asked desperately.

The guy looked confused and shaking his head said, "you just described half the guys in here mate."

Draco turned in frustration to the next guy and repeated his question. He got a few headshakes before someone actually decided to be helpful and said, "oh yeah a guy like that just staggered out of here with someone else, looked like he was about to get lucky!" The guy said suggestively.

Draco felt like shaking the idiot but managed to refrain and instead yelled above the background noise, "where did they go?!"

The guy gestured to a door at the back of the bar and said, "Out back, there's an alley."

Draco practically ran towards the door and yanked it open fear gripping him. Fear that he might be too late.

Harry had lost count of time and had even stopped bothering to try to escape. Jake, if that was even his real name, was too strong and Harry had been made too weak. His brain was screaming for help but his mouth wouldn't form the words, his lips felt numb and disconnected from his body.

Jake was kissing his ear now and disgust coursed through him as he realised he was yet again being used. Vernon had abused him physically but he had never been sexually abused before and new feelings of horror and fear were surfacing now.

All he could do was stand there, supported against the wall and by Jake's arms which were encircling his waist. And he hated himself for his helplessness.

Revulsion washed through him as Jake pressed his body against Harry's and moaned slightly. Harry could feel Jake's urgent need pressing against his thigh and he felt tears fill his eyes as he realised how far Jake intended this to go. This feeling was intensified as Jake's hands made their way towards Harry's jean zipper.

Jake undid it and roughly pulled them down leaving him in just his boxers.

"Oh yeah just you and me now, no one else, don't worry it'll be good." Jake whispered in Harry's ear as he pulled down his own jeans.

There was a moment where Harry felt he would rather die than have to endure this humiliation but then the door to the alley burst open and Malfoy charged through it immediately catching sight of Jake and Harry.

He paused for a split second as though wondering whether he had interrupted something consensual but then he noticed the tears trailing down Harry's cheeks and his immobilised state.

"Get off him you freak!" He yelled grabbed Jake and throwing him against the opposite wall. Jake stumbled towards Draco after recovering and smashed him against the wall. Draco managed to get in a good punch and felt the satisfying crunch of nose cartilage breaking. Jake fell to the ground whimpering and clutching his bleeding nose. Draco kicked him roughly and then looked away in disgust. He noticed Potter was now on the ground with no one to support him and he crouched down in front of him.

"It's okay Potter, he won't touch you," it felt strange to be consoling Potter but just thinking of what that idiot could have done made him strangely angry.

Potter looked up and met Draco's eyes with his own tear filled ones and then looked away quickly as though in shame.

But Draco could have sworn he heard a muttered, "thank you."

Well there's your next chapter! Hope you liked and please review! Also I am going to be away for the next week so no updates for a while sorry! Reviews would stimulate me to update as soon as I get back though!