A/N Well here it is Chapter 14, and its over 3000 words so everyone who asked for longer chapters should be pleased.

Thanks to ThatShan my wonderful beta

The next day Harry found standing in his room looking through his piles of new clothes trying, and failing, to find something to wear. He liked it better when he only had a few nice things to pick from, now he had piles and no fashion sense to help him in picking something appropriate. There was a knock on the door and he told whoever was there to come in, not caring that he was only in a towel.

"I have come to warn you that my son is about five minutes away from coming in here and dressing you himself if you don't pick something soon." Lucius said as he entered seeing piles of clothes thrown around the room, a tribute to Harry's efforts.

"That might actually be helpful; I doubt he would be gentle about it if I resorted to that though."

"What seems to be the problem?"

"I have no idea what I am supposed to wear; I'm not used to have so many options."

Lucius entered the room picking up any clothes that were in his way and tossing them on the bed. He was wondering around almost like he was looking for something specific.

"Green shirt for sure; it will bring out your eyes and I know Draco has a temporary sight repair potion waiting to shove down your throat for the evening. And where are those pants...I saw him sneak them into your pile while we were shopping...he wanted them for this purpose exactly." Lucius was muttering while searching for the pants he obviously knew Harry owned.

"What green shirt though, there are four of them, and that's not including t-shirts?"

"The short sleeved one, button up, it has a collar, almost the exact color of your eyes, silk material...is that specific enough?" Lucius turned to see Harry find the shirt and go to grab an undershirt but stopped him. He grabbed the shirt and started waving his wand over it, much to Harry's confusion.

"Now you can wear it without a shirt under it, it will keep you a comfortable temperature, won't wrinkle, charms to prevent it from getting dirty or wet so you don't even need to worry about spilling anything on it."

"Thanks!"

"Don't do up the top two buttons either." Harry heard Lucius say from the back of his closet. "Ah Ha found them...Draco must have told Dippy to make sure they were at the back so you wouldn't find them right away."

He turned to see Lucius holding a pair of leather pants that didn't look like they would ever fit.

"There is no way I am wearing those...they won't even fit" Harry tried to protest.

"They are charmed, they will fit don't worry...and I know for a fact that if you don't wear these specific pants, Draco will drag you back in here and put them on you with force if required...and from what I've heard Miss. Granger will probably help him!"

Lucius threw the pants at Harry and made his way out to give the boy some privacy while he changed.

"Wait!" Lucius stopped and turned towards him. "What am I supposed to wear under these?"

Lucius had a sparkle in his eyes and a smirk on his face when he replied "Nothing" and shut the door.

Harry just gaped at the door. He considered grabbing different pants, than thought about what was said about Draco using force and changed his mind.

"Harry, sit still! Honestly how do you expect this to look good if you keep wiggling around on me?"

Hermione was getting tired; it was her job to place the makeup potion on Harry's scar but he kept trying to manoeuvre away from her and Draco. Draco was currently fixing Harry's hair, going for a 'just got shagged' look. Since she had more experience with makeup it was her job to make sure Harry's scar was covered, she tried to convince him to put a little eye liner on too but couldn't, so she just tricked him. She told him she needed to put something on to help with the eye sight correction and since he couldn't see what it was he couldn't tell the difference. Sure, he would be mad when he looked in the mirror but by then it would be too late.

"There perfect! Wow Harry you really clean up nice." Hermione said with a smug tone.

"And you managed to dress yourself, I'm impressed, I thought I'd have to force you into those pants." Draco said with an equally smug look on his face.

Harry mumbled something under his breath that neither could hear.

"Didn't catch that Harry, what did you say?" Hermione asked.

"I said I didn't dress myself. Lucius come to warn me you were about to come in and dress me with force and helped since I didn't know what to wear. In fact, I didn't even know I owned these pants."

"That's because I didn't let you see them since I knew you would protest." Draco replied; fake innocence plastered on his face. "Dad did a good job now let's show him the final product."

They went to find the adults. Harry dressed in what Lucius had picked out; his hair looking like someone's hands had just been running through it, scar covered, no glasses and just a little eye liner that made his green eye shine. Draco was in dark clothes that made him seem pale in comparison, yet somehow it made him look good and not ill like one would assume. Hermione was in a dark washed skinny jeans and boots making her taller than Harry, her shirt was a shimmery pale gold halter top that brought out the highlights in her now sleek straight hair. Her makeup was done in a classy but elegant way that enhanced her features instead of making her look fake.

"Well don't you look ready to make idiots of yourselves?" Severus said as they entered the room where Lucius and Severus were sitting with a drink in hand.

"Be nice Sev, they look like teenagers ready to go have fun, just because you never did doesn't mean they shouldn't."

"Well then, if they decided to get to drunk and the Aurors are called, you can deal with them."

"I will, even though I know they are more than responsible enough to know their limits. Miss. Granger there is a spare room made up for you next to Harry's, your things have been brought to it already."

"Thank you Mr. Malfoy." She responded.

"You will not be given a hangover drought so please drink responsibly; but here are sobering potions in case there is a need to have a clear head on short notice." The three teenagers took the potion and put them in their pockets not worried since the vials were charmed unbreakable.

"Draco, I do not care about your previous animosity with Miss. Granger, remember she is a young lady and guest in our home so it is your responsibility to make sure she arrives back here unharmed. If I find out she found her own way here because you decided to run off and have fun I will not be impressed." He has a stern look on his face. "I mean no offense Miss. Granger, I am all too well aware you can handle yourself if the situation arises, but Draco was brought up with better manners than to leave you for some stranger in an bar."

Harry snorted. Everyone looked at him.

"Sorry, I flashbacked to third year where she punched him in the face. I'm having visions of them walking and someone trying to attack her and him just saying 'watch it, she's got a mean right hook, trust me' then she hexes their bits off."

"Harry, I would never hex some poor blocks bits off, just make them useless; much more frustrating and if it were a muggle, easier to explain." Hermione replied with a smirk on her face. All the guys in room paled.

"There should be no need to hex anyone, but Lucius is right...none of you are used to walking in London at night so please stick together and don't run off with strangers." Severus said.

"Speaking of strangers, if you bring them home PLEASE use silencing charms, the wards should let them in as long as they are with you." Lucius informed them.

Hermione and Harry blushed, Draco just laughed. "Don't forget to set them so they can't leave so we can have an interesting breakfast, I'm sure you guys would want to meet them." Draco said with a grin.

"Really Draco?" Both Harry and Hermione asked.

"Excellent idea." Lucius said joining his son in the playful teasing of the most bashful of the group.

"Would you like to go over their charms with them before they go to Luc? They do not need your help with getting into trouble they did fine for years without it. Have fun tonight but please use your heads, I find myself glad Miss. Granger is joining you, hopefully she will be the voice of reason against Draco's encouragement to do something I'm sure I'd disapprove of." Severus said; the last part more to Harry than the other two.

Draco had obviously been to this place before since they didn't to wait in line or even show identification to enter. Harry and Hermione looked around, there were flashing lights everywhere, even the dance floor lit up. Black lights on the ceiling gave everything a strange glow. Off to the one side were booths filled with large amounts of people talking. Straight ahead was a bar with people lined up along it waiting for drinks or chatting with the person next to them. The other side of the club is what made Harry nervous though, the wall was lined with what looked like little private rooms. Curtains; some open showing available space for anyone who wanted it, some closed and Harry found himself very concerned about what was going on behind them, were they the only thing that protected the privacy those behind them from the rest of the club goers.

"Come on, we're getting alcohol, hopefully if I get you drunk I can convince you to snog someone." Draco informed Harry as he dragged him up to the bar area with Hermione following behind, laughing at their antics, it was funny to think that even a couple months ago these two would sooner kill each other than go drinking together.

"Draco I told you, I'm not snogging some stranger in a bar." Harry took the drink anyway and swallowed it in one go. It burned a little on the way down but not enough to deter him from getting another, maybe Draco was right about the intoxicated thing.

"Come on Harry, we are here for you to have a little fun, if you keep that attitude up than that's never going to happen." Hermione told him taking a sip on her own drink.

"What happened to you being the voice of reason?"

"I will be the voice of reason when Draco suggestions are unreasonable. I don't agree with the stranger thing but you do need to loosen up a little."

"Well, what if it wasn't a stranger?" Draco said interrupting them.

"What...more accurately who, are you talking about?" Harry asked with a raised eye brow, a facial expression very similar to the three he had been staying with.

"What would you say if I told you that there will probably be someone here that you know, at least enough to trust that they won't go and try and tell Skeeter about what happened here tonight?"

"Well that would be better than some stranger. Who is this mystery person though, and how do you know he will be here?"

"You will find out when he gets here, and I know he will be here because I told him I wanted to bring you here and why and he said he would be."

"Hey look Harry isn't that Oliver Wood. Why don't you go talk to him?" Hermione pointed to one of the booths where sure enough Oliver getting up looking like he was about to come towards the bar.

"Be careful though, I've seen him pick people up and spit them out just as fast." Draco warned.

"Dray, it's Oliver, I'm sure he's not going to try and sleep with me." Harry said as he walked towards his old Quidditch captain to catch up.

"Just don't go to those little private rooms with him, it will only end in trouble, 'kay?" Draco advised again.

"Hey Oliver, long time no see." Harry said as he walked up to his old friend. The last time he had seen Oliver he was thirteen and obviously not paying attention to how he looked. The last five years of playing Quidditch had been good to Oliver and he was now more mature looking but still had a firm keeper's body.

"Well well, look who we have here." Oliver threw his arm around Harry and pulled him close. "What's a sweet little thing like you doing in a place like this Harry?"

"I was dragged here by Malfoy and Hermione of all people, thought I needed a chance to experiment a little." Harry replied

"Well I can give you that chance if you'd like." Oliver slurred into Harry's ear and Harry could smell the alcohol coming off him.

"That's okay Oliver, I don't think I'm ready for that quite yet. I just came over to say hello" Harry said trying to put some space between them.

He didn't get very far because Oliver, it seemed, was quite persistent. The little space Harry seemed to gain Oliver quickly closed again as he pulled Harry close.

"Come on little seeker, let's go play in one of those private rooms. I can coach you again and see if the snitch isn't the only thing you can catch in your mouth." Oliver said in Harry's ear in what he thought was supposed to be sexy but really just ended up sounding stupid...really referencing a Quidditch game from when he was eleven?

"No Oliver, I really need to go find 'Mione and Draco" Harry once again tried to pull away from Oliver, but he had a pretty good grip on him.

"Oliver. Let. Me. Go. NOW." Harry said with a stern voice and a dangerous look in his eyes.

"I'd listen to him if I were you Oliver, he's not the Savoir of the Wizarding World for nothing." Someone said from behind him but Harry was concentrating too hard on the hand on his arm and stopping his magic from lashing out to pay attention to who it was.

Whether it was the tone of voice, the look in his eyes or the magic surrounding him, Oliver clearly saw the Harry meant it when he said NOW and immediately let go.

"Okay little seeker but if you change your mind, just let me know." He said before walking away and onto some other conquest.

Harry turned to see who was behind him, expecting Draco but was surprised to see...

"CHARLIE!"

Charlie pulled him into a hug for a moment and then let go but kept him close.

"You okay, he looked like he had a pretty good grip?" Charlie asked.

"Yea I'm fine...I have to go tell Draco he was right, though that won't be the most pleasant thing."

"I heard Draco convinced you to come here." Charlie said as he led Harry over to the booth Draco and Hermione occupied.

"Yea, apparently I am the only person in Hogwarts not experimenting and my life wouldn't be complete without snogging some stranger in a bar."

"Well, I can't say I agree with the stranger part but he has a point."

"Even if this means not getting back together with your sister?" Harry asked.

"Ginny is a big girl, I know she would rather you be happy, besides if you didn't at least try at some point in your life you would start thinking about the 'what ifs' and would just make you miserable later."

They arrived at the booth where Draco immediately handed Harry a drink.

"Are you okay? We were about to go over when we saw Charlie walk up and figured he would help if you needed it." Hermione asked concerned with her friend's safety.

"I'm fine really, he's just drunk and having problems distinguishing between yes and no." Harry replied while inconspicuously checking his arm for a bruise, knowing it wouldn't help his cause.

"Well, that wasn't how I was hoping you to find out Charlie was here but it worked anyway." Draco replied figuring he could say his 'I told you so' later.

"Charlie is your mystery man?" Harry asked.

"Well yes, I figured if you wouldn't listen to me you might if I got people you actually knew." Draco replied.

"You do realise that his little sister is waiting for me to get back together with her right?" Harry asked. "You really didn't expect me to sleep with Ginny's brother I hope."

"Hey, I resent that!" Charlie said, reminding both Harry and Draco other people were around.

"I didn't mean it as an insult, but really would you sleep with your little sister's ex?" Harry asked.

"I don't believe anyone has mentioned having sex but you. Draco owled me and told me he was brining you here and why and asked if I come since he figured you would be more at ease if you knew someone that wasn't behaving like Oliver. I am not here to try and shove my tongue down your throat or convince you to go into one of little private booths, just give you a chance to relax and not worry."

"Still, don't you think it's a little weird?"

"No, I don't. One – it's not like Ginny is sitting around sulking waiting for you, she's doing the same thing you are, living. Two – although I will be the first to admit you look terrific tonight, I also know you well enough to know that it doesn't matter who offers you are not going to shag anyone. And three – this is new to you and it needs to be taken slowly so even if you offered I would say no, and try and prevent you from going with anyone else because if you don't do it right the first time, it will devastate you, those booths are not big or equipped enough for me to suggest anyone have their first time in it, works much better on a bed."

"Too true." Draco added.

"I'll take your word for it. Can we please talk about something else?"

"How did you cover your scar?" Charlie asked.

"A make-up potion girls usually use; won't come off for 24 hours unless I specifically wash it and it's guaranteed to be the right color. Draco suggested it and Hermione helped me put it on." Harry answered, glad that the subjected had been changed.

"Good thinking, if you can't glamour it with magic, go a more muggle way. Did she also attack you with eye liner?"

"Hey! I did not attack him." Hermione defended.

"She's right she didn't attack, she just lied to me about it." Harry complained

"Well I have to say it makes your eyes look gorgeous." Charlie whispered in his ear causing Harry to blush.

"My father seemed to agree." Draco said with a cheeky grin on his face.

"What?" Harry asked.

"See I told you he wouldn't notice." Hermione said to Draco.

"You had Lucius Malfoy checking you out and didn't notice?" Charlie asked.

"He was not checking me out, I walked into the room looking like this, anyone would have done a double take; even I could barley believed my reflection when I saw it. He is old enough to be my father and has a son my age."

"Don't bring me into this, if you wanna go after my father all the power to you, not sure how he will be now that the divorce is final, he could never really commit before so maybe you could be the one to change him." Draco said.

"Enough talking about this. We are not here to talk about Mr. Malfoy we are here to have a good time, I for one would like to dance and since you have been assigned to keeping me safe from creepers you are dancing with me Draco, let's go." Hermione said as she practically pushed Draco out of the booth towards the dance floor. Draco just managed to snag Charlie who dragged Harry with him as he was pulled away.

"I am dancing with a girl who had punched me in the face, you are going to dance with Charlie and you are going to do your best to enjoy yourself." Draco said before melting into the crowd with Hermione.

Harry was gently guided into the throng of people by Charlie who was behind him. He felt hands on his hips and tensed.

"Relax, just move to the beat it's not that hard. I promise nothing bad will happen." Charlie whispered in his ear, it sent a shiver through Harry, but in a good way, unlike when Oliver had done it.

Harry relaxed slightly and thought to himself 'what's the worst that could happen' before throwing away his inhibitions.