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A/N okay I know it's been ahwile since I updated this one but it was hard! If you want faster updates you can give me ideas! lol no no I like writting for you guys.. anyways.. this chapter is kinda odd because I haven't written this story in so long so I can only hope it meets expectations!

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"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"I know that was your first time, are you okay?"

"Yeah… a little sore, umm Alex?"

"What?"

"Could you get off of me?"

"Sure."

Harry was busy shuffling through the pile of clothes in his room when he suddenly thought of, no remembered, his first time with Alex. It had been an easy fuck, Alex and he had gone back to Alex's place from a party and were both hormonal.

Harry allowed Alex to take him, hardly caring that it was his first time, as far as he had been concerned what the hell was the hype about having your first time with someone you loved? It wasn't like he didn't trust Alex, and for Harry, trust was all he had for people now.

After Harry craved that release because it felt so good, he had to admit he became addicted to sex, and then slowly it became less wonderful, more of something he did when he was bored, it wasn't anything special after awhile.

Harry hadn't longed for anyone, anyone at all, until Draco decided to show his big blonde head around his apartment again, saying how he liked Harry, but Harry couldn't believe it. There had been no feelings for Harry before, why the hell should he have them now?

Harry felt Draco's visit was running near its end, or the way it was going, Harry would go insane from remembering things he wanted to forget.

Draco was sitting on Harry's floor nearby the couch; he vowed never to sit on that couch again after what had happened on it, because he hadn't been doing it with Harry on that couch.

The phone started to ring and Harry came running out of his room, half dressed, to pick it up. "Hello?" Harry said into the muggle machine.

"Oh Alex, hey. Umm tonight? I would but I have a friend staying over… Oh? Oh alright. Yeah see you at seven." Harry said, and put down the receive looking at Draco with annoyance.

"How would you like to go with me and Alex to a club tonight at seven? Or do you have plans?" Harry asked him and Draco wondered why Harry looked crabby about it.

"No… Uh, I mean sure, I'll go." Draco said, blushing at how he'd stumbled over his thoughts, too busy concerning himself with Harry's mood.

"Okay, just if Mathew's there… ignore him." Harry told Draco, heading back to his room to finish dressing.

"He'll be there?" Draco cried, feeling angry that Mathew would be anywhere near Harry, and if he so much as did one thing to touch Harry, he'd probably kill the man.

"Might be, I don't really know. But if he is… save me from him, okay?" Harry called back from his room, laughing at what he'd said. Draco smiled and yelled back at Harry, "SURE THING!" Draco could do better then save Harry from Mathew, he could do much, much better.

Draco walked with Harry into the club 'Midnight Lights,' it really was a good name for the place. Lights flashed around him and the music rushed through his body, pumping in his ears.

Harry looked back at him, smiling somewhat halfheartedly as they walked to one of the staircases leading up to the top floor which seemed to hold more tables for those who didn't want to dance, yet.

Harry had dressed in clothes that, well, didn't look too inviting to the normal person, Draco would think. He wore a black top that covered his whole torso and arms, with straps crisscrossing at the back, and had various silver buttons on the arms and the back of the article of clothing. Harry's hands were semi covered with the black top as it had a whole for him to stick his thumb in through the sleeves.

His pants were even weirder: they were big and baggy, and Draco wondered how Harry was walking in them, as they might have tripped him a few times on the walk here. Chains crisscrossed as well down the pants legs and Harry would play with them as they walked, wrapping one around his wrist every so often.

Draco also kept forgetting Harry had also put a collar with spikes pointing out on to decorate his neck, if decorating is what you could call it. Draco himself had settled for something simple, dark blue jeans and a white t-shirt that showed off his form nicely.

Once they climbed the stairs slowly, Harry searched the tables before he got a look of recollection and started to walk towards one in a corner. Four men sat there with drinks in their hands, sipping them as they talked loudly over the music. One looked up at shouted at them, grinning madly.

"Hiya Harry! Get your lazy arse over here and have a beer or something!" the man said, and Draco got the distinct impression that this guy was cheery enough to scare anyone out of their pants. But when he smiled, Harry got a small smile on his face and nodded at the four men before sliding into the booth in the corner beside the man.

The rest of the men looked up at Harry and smiled at him, all shouting 'Hi Harry' over the blaring music. Harry looked nervous at first as he sat down, but he seemed to gain confidence suddenly and started shouting his greetings back. "Hey Alex!" Harry cried as the man took him in a hug, Harry's chains jingling and clanging on the table.

Draco watched and felt a flash of jealousy shoot through his mind, he and Harry used to have that sort of relationship but now… it was odd to be around each other. He wanted Harry's attention to be on him solely and right now everyone at the table was staring at him except for Harry.

As Harry got out of the man's embrace, Draco took the time to look at the others around him. The one who Harry had called Alex was tall enough, had dark brown wavy hair and a square jaw. He also had a very brilliant smile that seemed to radiate happiness, and Draco wondered what the hell Harry was doing hanging out with him.

Harry had a light smile on now, he looked happy because of being with this Alex man, and Draco was ready to be as rude as he could to these men for making Harry cheery because that was something he could not do anymore.

Harry cleared his throat and sat up in the booth, smiling up at Draco and patting the seat beside him. "Sorry Draco, okay everyone this is Draco." Harry said as Draco sat down in the booth, flashing everyone a smile with his white teeth. The men looked at him with curiosity, and seemed to accept him as quickly as they had met him.

"This is Alex." Harry said, gesturing to the man beside him, "That's John, Taylor, and Will." Harry said nodding to each of the men in a row. John had blonde hair and a dark tan, Taylor was small and mousy looking, and Will had dark blue eyes that seemed to try to capture one with their colour.

"Hello." Draco said smoothly, trying to be as friendly as he could be. Everyone but Alex greeted him again, and Draco could tell Alex was staring at him with a dangerous look in his eyes. Draco didn't know why, but Alex looked and acted as if he hated Draco, without ever having met him before.

Harry settled down once he and Draco had ordered drinks, taking big gulps of his beer. "Is Mathew going to be coming today?" Harry asked, and all four said no simultaneously.

"No, he said he met someone new, that guy has no idea of what it is like to be in love. He goes from one person to the next bloody person." John said, and Harry laughed raising his bottle up.

"I'll drink to that." Harry said and the entire table raised their bottles as well, the dark glass gleaming in the many flashing bright lights almost blinding Draco.

"So, how do you two know each other?" Will asked him, watching Draco with his blue eyes. Draco wondered if it was possible to feel more unnerved by eyes like that, it was as if this Will guy could see into his mind and know exactly what he was thinking. That was impossible of course as Draco's aunt Bella had taught him legilimency and how to block people out.

"They knew each other from school." Alex said sharply, looking darkly at Draco. Draco started to feel very uncomfortable under Alex's stare. Harry looked up surprised that Alex knew that.

"How'd you know that Alex?" Harry asked, and the three men across from them looked at Alex.

"Harry, when you're drunk, you say interesting stuff." Alex replied for explanations, and if Harry looked confused it was worse then how Draco felt. Draco wondered what Alex knew, and if he knew why Harry had changed into what he was now.

Harry shrugged off the comment, and the table's conversations turned to things that were totally irrelevant to Draco, like relationships and such. Draco did find out that John was straight, Will, Taylor, and Alex were all bisexual, and Harry and Draco were the only gay guys at the table.

Soon the conversation died down and Alex got up, pulling Taylor along with him to the dance floor, and John and Will walked off to find partners. Harry and Draco were left at the table, drinking beer, and talking to each other about the people Draco had just met.

"Okay Alex and Taylor have a weird relationship, they're all over each other one day then the next day they're pissed off as hell at the other. It's your own personal soap opera!" Harry joked, as he downed the last of his second beer.

"I need another drink, come on Draco lets go get another drink!" Harry said and Draco could tell Harry did not hold his liquor well at all. After they bought Harry, not Draco, another drink Harry got even more giddy and started to flirt with Draco.

"Come on Draco, lets go dance!" He said giddly, grabbing Draco's hand and pulling him down the stairs to the dance floor. Draco looked around at the other couples and noticed it was all different, some straight, some gay, some lesbian, and he decided it didn't much matter as they all seemed to be having a good time.

Harry kept brushing up against him, trying to get him excited, and Draco wondered how he could safely get out of this place without being attacked by Harry. 'When did it change from me seducing him to me being seduced?' Draco thought as Harry winked at him very sexily, his collar shining in the lights.

Harry hauled himself up on his tipy toes and whispered in Draco's ears "Draco, lets go back to my place… please?" Harry asked, wrapping his hand into Draco's and pulling him closer to the door, and that's when Draco had realized that Harry's plan the whole time he'd been drunk was to get him out of here and into his bed.

Draco found he couldn't help but let Harry drag him out of Midnight Lights and into his dark room.

"Taylor, did you see Harry go out with Draco?" Alex said, looking worried as they sat back down in the booth they'd occupied earlier, to find Harry and Draco gone.

Taylor shook his head, frowning at the empty beer bottles that littered the table. "Alex…. What's going on with Harry?" He asked, looking jealous.

Alex laughed at his lovers face, enraging him more. "It's not like that Taylor you idiot." Alex picked his lover up and dropped him into his lap, "Harry, when he's drunk, he gets emotional about some guy called Draco. It's as if when he's drunk it's okay to feel loss of someone." Alex explained.

" I thought I recognized the name Draco…" Taylor replied.

"Yeah well, from what Harry's said in his drunk talks, he's still in love with Draco… somehow, and I just don't want Harry to get hurt again." Alex said, looking upset at the many beer bottles that were probably Harry's, meaning he was very drunk.

"Hurt again?" Taylor asked, looking at Alex with concern.

"Harry said Draco never loved him, and never would. He also told me Draco left him, I don't think it's a good idea for him to be drunk around this Draco fellow now do you?" Alex said and Taylor shook his head.

"Should we go and find him?" Taylor asked, but Alex just sighed and shook his head.

"No point, we'll find out what happens tomorrow. When Harry's sober he's tough." Alex replied, picking up one of the beer bottles that were half empty and took a gulp from it, secretly praying that Harry wasn't going to do anything stupid.

Taylor sighed, stole the beer bottle from Alex and took a swig from it. "Well it's been awhile, maybe Harry stopped loving him, he seemed normal around him earlier." Taylor said before Will cam running up the stairs and slid into the booth.

"You two should have seen Harry earlier before he left, he totally seduced that Draco fellow!" Will said, laughing in a half drunken daze. Taylor gulped and eyed Alex, who seemed to be steaming inside.

'So much for Harry not wanting Draco still.' Taylor thought to himself, knowing that a drunk Harry was a sex bomb Harry, meaning anyone Harry seduced while he was drunk was in for a very interesting night.

"What's wrong with you two?" Will asked, seeing his friend were sort of mellow when he told them about Harry's seducing, he hadn't seduced someone in months!

"Nothing" Taylor said, knowing Alex was thinking about what Harry's sudden interest in sex again and hat it had to do with this Draco fellow.

Draco was pushed through Harry's apartment and shoved into his bedroom. The bedroom was dark and gloomy, but Harry seemed happy. Harry roughly shoved Draco into the bed, and started to kiss him, wrapping his hands around Draco's neck.

Draco felt Harry was being to rough with him, it wasn't what he wanted from Harry. Draco didn't want this rough sex Harry was starting engage him in, and he knew when Harry ripped off his t-shirt that they had to stop this.

"Harry, stop it." Draco said, sitting up, and Harry stared at him looking hurt.

"Why?" Harry asked, starting to take his own top off and ignoring Draco's order.

"Because you're drunk." Draco replied, trying to slap Harry's hands away from his fly.

"Oh come on, you know you want this." Harry replied and succeeded in pushing Draco back down on his bed and pulling his jeans right off him. Harry then shed his pants and boxers, pulling down Draco's own boxers and smiling at how much Draco did want this.

"See you want this." Harry said stupidly, as he started to stroke Draco's erection with his hands. Draco stared at Harry and wondered who was taking advantage of whom here, but he didn't want to face Harry in the morning, when he had his senses back.

"Harry, what happens when you wake up?" Draco asked and Harry looked at him, anger flashing in his green eyes. Draco knew Harry would be unemotional about this tomorrow, probably. He may be nice and happy while he was drunk, but tomorrow he'd be greeted with what Harry usually was like. He wanted Harry, not a drunk Harry.

"What, you don't want me? Is it me? Why am I not good enough!" Harry growled out, getting up and pushing Draco down again, kissing him roughly again. "I can be good enough Draco, let me… you never let me!" Harry whined and Draco wondered what the hell was wrong with Harry.

"It's not that Harry, you're great bu—" Draco was about to say something, but that was all Harry had to hear. He covered Draco's mouth with his own and went back to stroking Draco's cock. Harry looked into Draco's eyes and smirked at him, his eyes gleaming with an emotion Draco hadn't seen in them for a long time.

"Well then Draco, shut up and fuck me." Harry said, no ordered, and Draco knew at that moment Harry wasn't taking no for an answer. What else could he do then comply to Harry's demands?

Review! I could have gotten more graphic but I dunno, didn't feel like it today, maybe next update or something o.O I know it's been awhile just.. muse hates me!( blame it on the muse... eh sleeping?) Shut up you stupid voice! -coughs- ahem.