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Chapter 2.

As Harry strode along the streets of London he thought about what his friends would think of his new hairstyle and then remembered that they were now his ex-friends, he couldn't understand what had happened, everything was fine between them when they had stepped off the train, he just didn't understand what could have happened in such a short space of time.

Harry was pulled from his musings when he noticed a small shop that was set back from the main street, it was small with a red door and a sign stating that there was something for everyone inside, the shop looked fairly new as the building was clean and fresh with no dirt or graffiti on the walls like a lot of the others around. He decided that he might as well have a look it couldn't do any harm, as he stepped through the door the only thought that passed through his head was 'this is the shop for me', there were racks of clothes everywhere and the inside of the shop was a lot bigger than it seemed from the outside. The Gryffindor was drawn to a rack full of jeans, he'd never had a pair that fit him and that didn't have holes or tears in them.

He grabbed three pairs each of normal cut blue, black and grey jeans then he picked some that hugged his hips and arse and were baggy on his legs. Harry also grabbed a handful of t-shirts with various sayings and pictures on the front, his favorite was black and tight and had 'If you can catch me you can have me!' written on the front in bold white letters.

As the Gryffindor looked around at the various clothes he realized that he couldn't choose only one style that suited him, ha suddenly realized that he could wear what ever he wanted, he had no friends left to upset by his choice and his relatives weren't going to be a problem, Harry looked around the shop wondering where he should start looking for things he wouldn't normally wear when he heard a polite cough behind him.

"Would you like any help?" Harry turned to see a boy of about 18, he had spiky black hair much like Harry's he had bright blue eyes and had a stunning golden tan that showed how much time he spent in the sun, he was wearing black as night jeans that seemed to cling in all the right places as did his tight emerald green tank top which showed off his muscular chest and arms, the name tag pinned to the aforementioned tank top informed Harry that the mans names was Dario and in Harry's his opinion Dario was hot.

He had known he was gay for just over a year after he started to check out the boys in his year and not the girls, oh he could appreciate the female form and knew that Ginny Weasley was going to break a few hearts in her time but there was just something about men that turned him on, he wasn't sure if it was the strong arms, rippling chest and powerful thighs but his type seemed to be the school quidditch players, everyone at school new he was gay and accepted it as it was common for wizards and witches to be interested in the same sex.

Harry looked up at Dario's face and blushed bright red as he realizes that he had been caught checking the other man out, he realized that he still hadn't answered the question and stumbled over his reply,

"Um, y-yes actually, I, err, I need a completely new wardrobe and I have no idea where to start except for these" he blushed in embarrassment and held up the jeans and t-shirts he had picked up earlier.

Dario's gentle smile put Harry at ease right a way and he smiled back shyly,

"Well then lets see what we can do shall we if you would like to follow me" he led Harry one by one to all the racks helping to pick out the clothes which suited Harry best, while they were doing this they also talked about themselves, Harry learned that Dario was Italian on his mothers side, his parents had spilt a couple of years ago and he no longer saw his farther as well as his likes and dislikes his favorite colour, food, style of music and he also learned that he was gay, Dario had smiled sweetly at Harry when he had shared that part of information. Harry in turn told him about being raised by his relatives, he told him that his parents had died in a car crash when he was 1 years old, as well as his likes and dislikes, when it came to telling him that he was also gay Harry decided that if he wanted his life to change from how it was and to stop being treated like a child all the time then he should also change is attitude as well as his appearance, he looked straight into Dario's eyes and told him he was also gay and currently single before moving on to the next rack of clothing.

The Boy Who Lived was exhausted; he had spent two hours choosing his new clothes and he had spent the last two trying all of them on, he was at the present time trying on the last outfit that Dario had all but ordered him to try, he looked at himself in the mirror and was shocked at how he looked, he didn't recognize himself. He was wearing a skin tight black short sleeved t-shirt which showed off the muscles he had earned playing Quidditch he also had on a pair of black leather pants which sat comfortably on his hips as they clung to them and his arse, the outfit was finished off with a pair of black boots with silver buckles that had snakes engraved on them and a leather belt that had a silver dragon as the buckle.

"Come on Harry, you've been in there for ten minutes already, lets have a look at you" Daz, as Harry had taken to calling him called through the door impatiently,

"Are you sure about this? I don't look like me at all"

"Wasn't that the whole point of you changing the way you look? Anyway I bet you look great, so come on let me see"

Harry took a deep breath and walked through the door but stopped when he heard a gasp, his head snapped up and he saw Dario gawking at him with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Wow Harry, you look fantastic" He saw Daz's eyes roam over his body and flushed at the attention he was receiving.

"I take it your not going to let me leave without it then?" Harry asked hopefully, Daz laughed as he replied,

"I'm not letting you leave without you wearing it not just buying it, you look hot, and your arse looks great in those pants"

Harry flushed Gryffindor red as he gathered all his clothes and followed Dario to he counter to pay for them, he was eternally grateful that he had converted some of his gold into £2,000 muggle money on his last visit to Gringotts bank as the total for his heavy load came to £856.

TBC