Ice
Summary: Alternate Universe, no magic, Harry and Draco meet by chance and sparks fly but with Draco being a Malfoy and Harry being less than perfect the odds are against them in more ways than one.
Written by: Fizzing Whizzbee
Disclaimer: I own nothing affiliated with Harry Potter or the Harry Potter world, in fact I own practically nothing, only my computer and the plot line.
Chapter two
He got up and answered the door where he saw Ron and Hermione's smiling faces beaming at him.
"Hey Harry, are you ready to go?" Hermione asked him still smiling at him. "I was so glad to hear that Ron had convinced you to go as well, you really need to get out more."
"That's what he said," Harry rolled his eyes, "Let me just grab my jacket." He turned and grabbed a plain black zip up hoodie from the rack, grabbed his wallet and keys before stepping outside and shutting the door behind him. "I can't stay late guys, I have a booking at five thirty for private ice time."
"Will you please just forget about that for one night and just be our friend, please, I mean you really need to get out of that rink, you practically live there." Ron said shaking his head, "It's not healthy mate."
"I happen to like it there I'll have you know but I agree with you when you say that I need to have some fun, it's well overdue." Harry said as the three of them piled into Ron's car, the two boys up front and Hermione in the back with a girl that Harry didn't recognize.
"Oh, this is Victoria, my new girlfriend, Vicky, this is my best mate, Harry."
"Hey Harry, I haven't seen you around before." Victoria said leaning forward to shake his hand, "Do you go to college or University around here?"
"No, I work at the local ice rink at the moment but I'm saving to go to University, do you like to be called Victoria or Vicky?"
"Vicky, so are the two of you like …" She said motioning between Harry and Hermione.
"No," Hermione said giggling away, "Harry's gay, we're just friends."
"You're gay?" Victoria asked slightly amused by this.
"So I'm told, why does it shock you?"
"Well, yeah, I mean you're too cute to be gay."
"Thanks, I've never been told that before."
"Maybe because you don't come into contact with people that often."
"I resent that I come in contact all the time with people at the rink."
"They're customers, they don't count, you take their money you prat."
"At this rate no ones going to count, you two don't count because I've known you forever, customers don't count, and next Vicky won't count because she's your girlfriend."
"It is so obvious you three have known each other forever," Vicky said giggling.
The rest of the car ride was spent joking around and generally talking, it had been so long since the trio had done anything together, even with an extra tag along it was an enjoyable experience.
They arrived at the party fashionably late, the house in which it was being held was obvious as cars covered the lawn and the street outside, the music blared from inside, it wasn't really Harry's kind of music but then again these were not Harry's kind of people either. There was no going back now however, it had to be done.
The four of them climbed the nicely tiled steps up to the house and entered, the door had not only been unlocked but also wide open to anyone who wished to join the party. Harry heard Ron shout something about drinks and disappear into the crowd, Hermione and Victoria moved further in and found an empty space by the foot of the stairs where Ron found them a moment later with drinks.
There was no defined dance floor, people were just rubbing up against each other everywhere, this is not dancing Harry thought as he glanced around, some of the faces he could recognize, only a handful he could put names too. Harry had studied dance for two years so that he could perfect some of is skating routines and what these people were doing was not dancing.
Hermione was soon spoken for, dancing with a boy that looked at least twice her age with a heavy accent that Harry couldn't quite work out what it was and Ron was off dancing somewhere with Vicky. This left Harry very much on his own scanning the crowd for Draco.
"Well, well, well" A voice said behind him, at once Harry spun around praying that it would be Draco that had spoken but unfortunately it was not his night. "I never thought that I would se you at a party such as this."
"Oliver, it's been a while." Harry said sighing, Oliver was not his favourite person, in fact he was right up there on the list of people he never wanted to set eyes upon again.
"I would say too long Harry, I heard that you took a job at the ice rink down Woolsey Lane, I've been meaning to drop by and say hello."
"Well don't feel as if you have to, I'm doing just fine without you interfering in my life." Harry said, unable to bite back a slight hint of maliciousness in his tone.
"That isn't a nice way to talk to your superior Harry; I'm quite offended, although if I remember correctly you were always the one with a fiery temper but that's what I loved about you."
"Push off Oliver, whatever it is your trying to offer I'm really, really not interested."
Harry tried to walk away but Oliver grabbed his arm to prevent this, "Come on Har, one dance?"
"Is he bothering you Harry?" Another voice asked, Harry turned to see Draco standing there a worried look in his eyes but he was trying to appear cheerful.
"No, Oliver was just leaving,"
"I'm not going anywhere, all I want is one dance."
"Well that's never going to happen, now let go of me."
"You heard him" Draco said stepping in, "Now I'm going to have to ask you to leave otherwise I'm going to have to make you."
"Fine, I'm leaving, this isn't over Harry."
"Thanks Draco" Harry said as Oliver stalked off in a huff, Harry had bowed his head as he was blushing slightly; he hated the fact that he had had to be rescued.
"It's alright, although I must admit that I'm slightly surprised to see you here."
"Oh, my friends dragged me along, something about me spending way too much time at the rink and not socialising enough, so far I've been harassed and threatened, although I guess it wasn't a complete waste of an evening."
"How so?"
"I got to see you again."
Ron and Hermione who had taken a break from dancing to see how Harry was doing had spotted him talking to the blonde and at once grinned in triumph, or at least Ron did, Hermione asked him who it was.
"That Hermione, is Draco Malfoy, he made a move on Harry at the rink today, he was thee reason that Harry agreed to come along."
"Oh, well good for Harry, he's cute."
Unfortunately neither had noticed Oliver Wood hanging about, both teens knew him quite well, Oliver had been Harry's first boyfriend, first lover and first love. Harry had been sixteen and Oliver being three years older was nineteen.
He had taken advantage of Harry in a big way and then dumped him as soon as the next best thing had come along, he was bog on games, Oliver. He liked to mess with peoples heads and emotions, he had been raised a play boy and certainly fulfilled that role very well.
"I'd ask you to dance but these small minded idiots would probably start a riot and kick us both out." Draco said grinning, "But if I could then I would."
"I know, these guys used to go to school with me, they are complete prats, and fortunately I haven't been spotted by them yet."
"Then how about we go and get some coffee and then we can talk properly. This party kinda sucks anyway." Draco said smiling invitingly at the other teen.
Harry looked as if he was considering this for a moment, "Okay then, that sounds like a plan, let me just tell my friends that I'm leaving."
Harry, trying to withhold his enthusiasm walked off towards where his friends were standing, they all gave him encouragement and said that they would call him later on in the week.
Smiling somewhat timidly Harry approached Draco once more, "Ready?" He asked and Harry nodded, as it turned out Draco had bike similar to the one that Harry owned. "Your lucky I always carry a spare helmet" he said smiling and handing it to Harry, "Have you ever ridden one of these before?"
"Yeah, I have one just like it, I think this is the modern version of what I have." Harry admitted admiring the bike from all angles.
"Great, hop on then and we'll get going, I know a great twenty four hour coffee place, my cousin Wesley owns it, or at least his wife does."
Harry nodded in agreement and climbed on the back, at once he came aware of the fact that his crotch was now right up against Draco's arse and he was straddling him with his thighs. "Hold on" Draco said and Harry automatically slid his arms around Draco's waist.
Harry might have loved driving his own bike but it was nothing compared to the feeling of being so close to Draco as the bike vibrated beneath them, it was fantastic.
Draco pulled up outside the doughnut hole on the outskirts of town, it was a coffee place mainly for tourists passing through and truckers stopping for a caffeine jolt. They disembarked and took off their helmets before entering.
"There's my Draco, how are you hunny?" A female voice asked from behind the counter.
"Never better" Draco called back before whispering to Harry, "That's Kia, my cousin's wife." He then turned back to the woman, "How are you and Wesley?"
"We're just fine, business is booming, and who is this handsome young man?"
"Oh this is Harry."
"Is he your boyfriend?"
"I hope he will be" Draco responded and Kai laughed as Harry began to blush.
"What can I get the two of you this evening then?"
"What do you want Harry?"
"I don't mind, whatever you're having will be fine." Harry said willing his nerves away, that and his bright red cheeks.
Having ordered two mocha's the two of them went and sat down in one of the corner booths so that they could talk without the listening ears of Kia to worry about.
"So, earlier you mentioned that you could sing."
"Oh, that was a joke, my way of being modest I guess."
"Oh, but I've seen you skate and that was amazing, where did you learn all that?"
"I kind of always loved it and I just experimented with it for a while and then I watched the Olympic skaters on the television and I just tried to copy them. I used to always spend my pocket money getting into the rink, I'd spend hours and hours just skating, even after everyone else had gone, I used to love it."
"How did you get the job there?"
"Well, my boss Howard offered it to me when I left school, said I knew the place so well anyway, I jumped at the chance, I knew I wouldn't be going to college so it seemed perfect for me. How about you, do you work, I know your sister does."
"Nah, my father thinks that it will distract me from my college courses, I can't wait until he finds out how much of a disappointment I am to the Malfoy name."
"At least you could go on to higher education if you wanted; I'm going to be stuck where I am forever."
"You don't have to be, you could be a professional skater if you wanted to be."
"I don't think so,"
"Why not, you certainly have the talent."
"I don't have the patience and besides I may have the talent but it isn't what I want."
"What do you want?"
"I don't actually know; just to get away from everything I guess, just get on my bike and go." Harry said, a smile beginning to form at the corner of his lips, "My family is truly a nightmare, if I could leave them I would."
"What's so bad about your family, it can't be worse than mine."
"Oh believe me it's bad, so bad in fact that my last boyfriend used it as an excuse to dump me."
"Well I can safely say that I won't do that, go on, tell me, I'm fascinated."
"Okay, in our tiny house is my Uncle Graham, his daughter Susan, they moved in with us after my aunt Katherine died, then there is my mum and dad, my sister Tiffany who is fifteen and has a two month old baby daughter, my niece, Faith."
"Sounds like a complete mad house."
"It is, so what about your family?"
"Normal, Mother, Father, myself and then of course the mistake, my baby sister Dalila who I believe you have the pleasure or misfortune of working with. Although my father so far more interested with appearances than anything else and my mother is so controlled by him that it's unbelievable, I'm going to be disinherited as soon as they find out that I'm gay and dropping out of college."
"Well we certainly are a good pair, both with nightmare families and everything, so what do you enjoy doing?"
"Well, I find it most relaxing when I'm swimming that or horse ridding, but my real passion is writing."
"You write?"
"Yeah, I'm not too good at poems but I'm pretty good at stories."
"For me it's just the skating and I know that I'm smart enough to go to University if I can afford it, I've always been the smart one of the family."
The rest of the evening passed with more pleasant conversation and more cups of coffee. Draco drove Harry back to his house at the end of the evening, Harry placed a soft kiss on Draco's cheek and thanked him for a great time.
Harry snuck into the house, it was quite late, or rather it was quite early being two in the morning. Everyone else was fast asleep as Harry tiptoed through the house and up to his room.
He couldn't stop smiling as he undressed and prepared for bed, he had a good feeling about Draco and he swore that he would call him in the morning.