Four fifteen-year-old boys sat around a blazing fire on a beach in Florida, swigging beers and talking about everything from girls to, well, that was pretty much the foundation of their conversation but they were teenagers, what do you expect? Einstein's theory of relativity?

'Fuck!' one of them swore as he checked his watch 'I got 'bout three minutes to get my ass to work!'

'I don't know why the hell you work the midnight shift, Harry' one informed him in a knowledgeable slur as the first boy grabbed his skateboard and took off towards the pier.

'Because it pays the most, Seth' the sandy haired boy sitting next to him said 'And we don't want to be sleeping on a beach with your drunken ass and no bikini-clad girls forever do we?'

'Or his drunk ass in a bikini' added the fourth boy.

'Shut it Zach' Seth told the sandy haired boy as he took a drunken swing at him,

'And, for your information, Lee' he said turning to the blonde boy 'I would look so good in a bikini that you would become more of a fag than you already are'.

'Lets go keep Harry company, aye?' Zach asked before Seth and Lee could get violent.

'Yeah!! since Harry works at a bar you know what that means don't ya? ' Seth asked.

'Free Booze!' the others exclaimed.

'Lets go then!' Lee said as he put out the fire.

Harry raced up over the sand, jumping on his skateboard as soon as his feet touched the wooden pier.

He could hear his friend's laughter from behind him, and see the glow of the fire out of the corner of his eye when he turned the corner and started skating full fledge along the pier expertly dodging the tourists.

Well... most of the tourists.

He ran straight into a pair of men knocking the dark haired one to the ground.

'Sorry!' he exclaimed as he helped the man up.

'It's alright' the man said 'Just watch it next time will ya? I want to live to see thirty'

'Your forty-five, Sirius' his sandy-haired friend notified him.

'Not a day over twenty-one, Remus'

'Well sorry again, see ya!' Harry interrupted their squabbling before racing down the pier.

'Wait!' the black-haired man that the other had called Sirius, called after him.

'Sorry! But I'm late!'

'We're looking for someone, do you know many people around here?'

'The Shack!'

'What?'

'A bar around here! ask me there! I'm late!' Harry called before disappearing into the crowds.

'Should we go?' Remus asked his friend.

'It's all we've got' Sirius replied grimly.

They made their way through the throngs of people until they came across a building with a flashing sign above it that read 'The Shack'.

They pushed through the patrons to the bar were the teenage boy was serving drinks behind the bar.

They could get a good look at him now he wasn't speeding along on the wooden-board-on wheels Muggles call a skateboard.

He had jet-black hair that was tipped with dark blue and he wore and earring in one ear. His eyes were emerald green that glistened in the lights, he was very muscular and Sirius could see a large group of girls drooling over him, as they took as long to finish their drinks as humanly possible.

'I think they've memorized my schedule' the boy told them jerking his head towards the girls causing them to start giggling.

'Listen, we are looking for-'

'Look' he said cutting Sirius off, not peering up from the drinks he was hurriedly pouring 'I got my hands full at the moment but after my shift I'll round up my mates and we'll help ya out, I reckon between us we know everyone in this town'

'Boy!' a large drunk man called out 'Fill us up!' he said waving his mug in the air.

Harry sighed 'this job is such a bitch' he muttered to himself as walked away to fill the man's jug.

'What do you reckon?' Remus asked Sirius 'He could be trying to swindle us'

'What do you mean?'

'He could make us pay to find out where Harry is, then just make off with our money'

'You are so narrow-minded'

'What!'

'Just because he has an earring and dyed hair-'

'That isn't it!'

'What then? He seems like a good kid'

'He ran you over'

'By accident'

'He works at a sleazy bar, at fifteen years of age'

'You think all bars are sleazy, this is just a nice, tame nightclub'

'We should get our information from a more reliable source'

'He is the only lead we've got'

'I suppose' Remus grudgingly agreed

'That settles it then' Sirius said

'My shift finishes at three, by the way' the boy said as he passed them carrying about six drinks.

'We will be back then!' Sirius called after the boy, who nodded absently and said 'see you then!'

'A whisky, dear barkeep!' a voice said as three boys took Remus and Sirius' place at the bar.

'No' Harry said, grinning at his three friends who had just waltzed in.

'Why not?' Seth asked irritably.

'Because, a) I know that you have about five cents between you.

b) I just watched you consume a crate of alcohol each.

And c) the last time I was stupid enough to serve you, Seth got and danced on the counter.

'I think he's watched 'Coyote ugly' to many times' Lee said.

'You can never watch a movie with hot, female strippers in it to many times' Zack said intelligently.

'Fine' Seth huffed 'if you won't serve me I'll go have a game o' polka' and he sauntered away into the crowds.

'How much money did ya get from your sketching, Lee?' Zach asked his friend as Harry walked away to serve his admirers, who were giggling, slipping him napkins with their numbers written in them and yawning to shamelessly strain the buttons on their blouses.

'One thousand dollars' Lee whispered, daring himself to believe it.

'What!' Zach exclaimed 'No way! No fucking way man!'

'I couldn't believe it either'

'You're a thousanaire!'

'Sometimes it is so obvious you were kicked otta school'

'I was not kicked! I simply chose to leave'

'You were thrown from the grounds by the groundskeeper!'

'It was a teacher' Zach muttered 'and I put up a good fight!'

Lee was cut off before he could answer by Harry, who sighed loudly as he leaned on the counter beside them 'This job is such a fucking stick-up-the-arse!'

'Lee got one thousand dollars from his sketches today!' Zach exclaimed 'That calls for a celebration, not complaining!'

'What?' Harry laughed for joy 'I told ya your work would pay off!'

Lee smiled 'I sit on the pier and draw people for five bucks each, it aren't rocket science'.

'Give yourself credit!' Harry said as he poured his friend a free drink.

'Yeah!' Zach said as he eyed Lee's free drink 'and give me a free drink!' he told Harry.

'Sorry mate' Harry replied, seeing his replacement walk into the bar. 'Me shift is over'

'Damn!'

'Hey I almost forgot, round up Seth and meet me outside'

'Why?'

'Because I promised this fella that I ran over with me board, that I'd help him find someone' Harry responded as he vaulted over the bar

'O.K' Zach said disappearing into the crowd.

'Come on then, Lee' Harry told his life-long friend, as he finished his first and last free drink 'lets do our good deed of the year'