A/N: I really love this chapter and I hope you do too. Its out sooner than planned because I couldn't wait though I was going to wait for say 5 reviews, but oh well.As always, read, review and enjoy. Love. (Oh! Kaikiki - Thanks for the review. I don't have a beta because I try to get the updates out ASAP especially when I have take longer to write a chapter. Thanks for the comments about my writing, I really appreciate it.)

Harry figured he'd better face things now before they got worse and more importantly before Draco had a chance to philosophize with the bartender about what had just happened.

"Hey."

Draco glanced up.

"Hey, Harry. Have a nice reunion with your old boyfriend?"

"Draco…it's not what you think."

"Who gives a fuck what I think?"

Draco slid off the bar stool and gulping the rest of his drink, spun around to lean against the bar.

"Draco, listen to me."

"No time, Harry, I've got other things to tend to."

Draco walked across the room to stand in front of a tall, blonde haired man who had been eyeing him for the past half hour. He held out his hand and when the man took it, pulled him up so fast that they ended up chest to chest. Draco took the opportunity to attach his lips to the stranger's and then say in what sounded like a purr, "Let's dance, sugar."

Harry saw red. He couldn't help it. He knew why Draco was doing this, but after the blonde had refused to listen to him, he couldn't think anything. He was so mad that he strode to the bar, ordered a shot of tequila and downed it. Looking around quickly, he spotted an empty table and headed for it, pulling out his cigarettes as he went. He even considered doing the same as Draco, but decided the jealousy game was just a waste of his time. Besides, he wasn't going to toy with someone just to get at the Slytherin.

Meanwhile, Blaise and Seamus had stayed on the dance floor, using it as an excuse to rub up against each other. They didn't talk much. The tension mounted until finally a slow song came on and the two boys were left staring at each other. Seamus held out his hand and Blaise took it, pulling the Irish boy close to him. As they moved together, sensuously, their eyes were locked. Blaise lost it when Seamus lifted up a hand to brush a piece of his dark hair off of his cheek. He captured the other boys hand and wrapped it around his neck, drawing them cheek to cheek. He was surprised to suddenly feeling the caress of Seamus' lips against his neck. Tiny prickles went up and down his spine as Seamus tickled, licked, sucked and eventually bit his neck. His hands drifted to ride lower on Seamus' hips and he pushed the boy back slightly. Before he could even register the disappointed look in Seamus' eyes that came from the belief that Blaise was rejecting him, he had leant in to tease his partner's lips with his own. Seamus made a needy sound in the back of his throat and it sent Blaise over the edge of control. He pressed more firmly against the other boy's lips and swept his tongue across the lower one. Seamus gasped and then their two tongues met, each seeking to possess as much of the other as they could.

Harry smiled as he watched Blaise and Seamus from across the club. He had known that the two were interested in each other. Hell, Blaise couldn't have been much more obvious. He was glad for the two and secretly a little pleased that they would be the first gay Slytherin-Gryffindor couple or the only if he didn't work things out with Draco. Shit. He had almost forgotten that. He could see the blonde dancing from here, in fact; he could clearly see the other man's hand on Draco's ass. He watched as the man whispered in Draco's ear and the two made their way off the dance floor and to the couches in the back. Harry shot out of his chair, knowing exactly what happened on those couches. He stormed after Draco. Surely, the blonde wouldn't do this just because of what he had seen Harry do.

Apparently, Draco would. Harry found him straddling the other man, making smooth circles with his hips. His hand trailed lower and as it reached the man's belt, Harry couldn't contain himself.

"What the fuck, Draco?"

Draco looked up.

"I'm busy."

"That's too bad because you are going to listen to this before you do that."

Draco put a bored look on his face.

"Whatever, Potter."

"Don't you start calling me Potter again! I've had it. You wouldn't even listen to me before, but you are damn well going to listen now. I don't want Jesse. I didn't want that kiss with him. I leant over to give him a goodbye kiss on the cheek, but he took the opportunity to kiss me. I didn't want it."

"You responded."

"I forgot for a minute. You don't know how it is to kiss someone you were in love with. You get lost in the familiarity of it, but I suddenly remembered you and I jerked back. I never meant for it to happen. I was glad to see him. He was a good part of my life, but that doesn't mean I want to have him for a boyfriend again. If I was still hung up on him, do you think I'd be working so hard to have a good relationship with you?"

"Is that what you call hanging around with me, work?"

"No, you're deliberately misunderstanding me. Shit, I just meant that I'm trying."

Harry sighed and rubbed a hand across his face, tiredly.

"Look, Draco, I don't know what you want from me, but I can only say I'm sorry that Jesse kissed me. I'm sorry that you're upset, but I didn't do anything wrong. I haven't got anything else and if this is how you want to be, then go ahead. If you want to suck this guy's dick because you think it will make you feel better, fine, but it's not going to make me want you more. I don't want to play games. Come talk to me when you actually want to listen to what I have to say and when you want to be mature. I can fuck anyone and so can you. I thought we both wanted more than that this time around, but maybe I was wrong."

Harry turned and walked out, not noticing how ashen Draco's face had gone as he heard what Harry had to say.

Harry walked out to find Blaise and Seamus. Spotting them at the bar, he made his way there.

"Harry! What's wrong? Where's Draco?"

"Draco saw my ex-boyfriend kiss me and thought that I wanted him back. Needless to say he got pissed and grabbed some guy and started making out with him and refused to listen to me. I just told him what happened and walked out. I'm going across the street to the all night coffee house, when you are ready to leave, just come over. Don't leave Draco here by himself; make sure he comes when you do."

"Fuck, Harry. Are you sure? We can leave now. Blaise and I don't care about being here."

"I saw you on the dance floor, congratulations, but seriously, stay here. I'll be fine. Just come over when you're ready to go."

Harry turned away, shoulders drooping, and walked out of the club.

Inside, he sat down in a booth and ordered an espresso. The waiter who brought it was extremely attractive. He had dark brown hair and it fell to his shoulders in layers. He was tall and his jeans rode low on his hips, his white t-shirt barely reaching the belt. He had warm brown eyes.

"Here you go, I'm Todd, if you need anything else, just ask."

"Thanks, Todd."

The man started to walk away and then turned back.

"I'm due for a break, would you like some company?"

"That's very sweet of you and normally, I'd jump at the chance, but I just don't feel up to it tonight."

Todd leaned on the table with one arm.

"Why?"

"I just had a fight with a friend."

"A friend?"

"Well, he's more than a friend, I guess or he was going to be. I don't know now."

Todd laid a hand on Harry's shoulder and smiled at him gently.

"I'm sorry. If you change your mind though, I won't hold it against you."

Harry smiled weakly, "Thanks."

Draco tried to follow Harry out of the room, but he couldn't make it through the crowd and by the time he did, he'd lost sight of the brunette. He looked for Seamus and Blaise and finding them at the bar, made his way for it.

"Hey, have you seen Harry?"

"Yeah," Blaise answered, rather coldly.

"Where is he?"

"Why do you want to know? Did you lose your boy toy and now you think you might as well go find Harry?"

"No. What are you on about, Finnegan?"

"We heard what happened."

"Shit."

"So, why do you want to talk to him?"

"I need to apologize."

Blaise and Seamus looked at each other.

"I guess we should tell him where he is then, Blaise."

"Go ahead."

"He's at the coffee house across the street. I'll give you ten minutes to settle this, then Blaise and I are coming over because we want to go home."

"Ok."

Draco took off out of the club and ran across the street, only slowing to enter the coffee shop. He searched for Harry and found him, talking to a gorgeous man that could only be the waiter. He watched as the man came back and he and Harry talked for a few minutes. He saw Harry smile and a sinking feeling swept over him. It was only when the waiter left and Harry went back to staring morosely at his coffee that Draco was able to breathe again.

"Harry."

"What? Where are Blaise and Seamus? I can't take you home until they are here too."

"That's not what I want."

"Well what do you want?"

"I'm sorry. I should have listened. I shouldn't have played games."

"Good for you."

"Harry, come on, I mean it. It was stupid of me to do what I did. I should have trusted you or at least let you explain before I left."

"You could have tried believing me when I told you what happened as well."

"I did."

"It took you long enough to get here."

"I lost you in the crowd and then I had to talk to Blaise and Seamus who were right angry at me."

"All right, I guess that I can get over this. After everything else, we've done to each other; I don't know why I expected this to be easy."

"Thanks, Harry, but maybe we'd better let whatever this is rest for a while. I think we're too caught up in believing we're going to be in a relationship to actually be friends."

Harry nodded, but his heart wasn't in it.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know."

Draco stared at him.

"Oh fuck, I do too know what's wrong. I don't want to build more friendship. I like you. I just want to start a relationship with you. I don't like this jealousy. I want to be with you. I can get to know you just as well as your boyfriend. At least we know we can work things out between us now. What do you think?"

"Thank god, Harry. I hated trying to force a friendship when all I wanted was to be your boyfriend. You just sounded so set on "building a foundation". Let's do it. Let's be a couple and be friends too. I think we can be both."

Harry reached across the table to hold Draco's hand.

"Me too."

It would have been the perfect moment for a kiss, but several things got in there way. There was a table between them and there were also two friends approaching.

"Great timing, guys."

"You work it out?"

"Yeah, yeah, we're fine, blah blah blah. Are you ready to leave?"

"Yes."

"Ok, let's go."

Harry left his money on the table and smiled at Todd as he left, while at the same time reaching to hold Draco's hand. Blaise and Seamus were ahead of the others all the way to the dark corner where Harry had apparated so they didn't know about the new couple that had formed. Of course, they were so wrapped up in themselves that they probably wouldn't have noticed anyway.

Harry took Blaise and Seamus before Draco so that he was left alone with the blonde in London.

"I think now would be a safe time to kiss."

"I agree completely."

Harry and Draco met for a tentative kiss. Their lips barely ghosting across each other until Harry got the nerve to wrap his arms around Draco's waist and press the full length of his body against the blonde. He pressed into the kiss and as Draco opened his mouth, Harry slipped his tongue inside. Tangled together in a tight embrace, Harry and Draco lost themselves in the feel of each other. It wasn't until, Harry pushed Draco against a fall and began to suck on his neck that Draco had enough to sense to speak.

"Harry, love, that feels wonderful, but we have to go."

Harry pulled back.

"Fuck. Fine, let's go."

And taking his boyfriend's hand, Harry apparated back to Hogwarts.