The wind hitting his face was a welcome refreshment as Draco walked towards the little Muggle town where he would - again - visit the little bar where he had been before. He had been disgusted before at the thought that he was to go into a Muggle town and visit a local bar where he would interact with Muggles... The whole idea was so preposterous to him that it had been a long time before he had dared to carry out the plan. Eventually he had only done it to prove himself wrong, to prove to himself that he was not "abnormal". But once he had been inside he had found what he had been looking for and it had made him come back again and again, even in spite of the conflict that still existed within him. He knew his father would die of shame if he ever found out his only son was in a bar dancing and sometimes even kissing with Muggle boys. Avada Kedavra would hardly suffice to erase the stain cast upon the family emblem by such actions.
He knew he was safe since no one in the town even knew his family and if he got caught sneaking out he had always come up with a satisfactory lie. lt was only lately that the sneaking and scheming was beginning to weigh on him. He wished he could be honest with his parents about who he was but for him, that was not a possibility. One of the boys he had talked to in the bar had recently told his family and had received a lot of support. He had urged Draco to try and do the same, saying that the love parents have for their children is stronger than prejudice. He hadn't tried to dissuade him, how could he make someone understand Lord Voldemort or Death Eaters? Draco had merely smiled and nodded.
The draft of warm air that emerged from the bar he entered woke him from his thoughts and he saw that tonight the place was rather crowded. He made his way over to the counter and ordered a drink before finding an empty chair to sit in. He drank in silence while observing the crowd, unaware of the admiring looks he attracted. At nearly seventeen, the blonde had grown up to be a handsome young man, light hair falling into his eyes with casual nonchalance, bright eyes shining with a desire he was trying unsuccesfully to hide, dressed in torn bleached jeans and a shirt too expensive for most to be able to afford.
The music stopped abruptly, waking everyone up and all turned to the little stage where a little man emerged from behind a limegreen curtain. Draco sniggered at the clothing of the man. lt seemed he had made an effort to blend in with the limegreen curtain behind him and the thought that he had performed a disillusionment charm nearly made him laugh out loud. Because of that he had not heard immediately what the man was saying and the cheers were meaningless. lt was only after a while he realised that people were handing out blindfolds.
Excitement exploded in the pit of Draco's stomach. The game had not been played once when he was here but he had often heard talk of it. Everyone in the room would be blindfolded and guided towards someone unknown with who they would interact without knowing who was in front of them. The game had been installed to give everyone a fair chance to meet someone, even though most times only friendships were formed after a brief kiss. lt was on rare occasions that something more was formed, and those chances were what everyone hoped for.
Draco accepted the black velvet blindfold and allowed himself to be guided towards the other end of the room. There his companion left him and hands immediately began exploring his shoulders and back. The touch was quite clumsy and abrupt and he moved himself away from whoever was touching him only to collide with someone else's body. Soflty he touched, smooth skin against his hands, masculin forms underneath his fingers... He liked what he felt, and by the feeling of hands on his face and chest, the experience was mutual...
Both made the move together so that their lips blended together halfway, soft butterfly kisses turned more solid almost instantly and Draco felt overwhelmed by the desire he felt. He'd never kissed like this before, not with anyone, no girl or boy before now. He never wanted it to stop...
lt was with great regret that he heard the call to remove the blindfolds. The game stated that after fifteen minutes, people who had found a "partner" removed their blindfolds and left the floor, giving those who had not yet found someone more room to do so. He wanted to just keep kissing but his partner seemed to set store by the rules and pulled back.
He pulled off the blindfold and looked up to his kissing partner. Jet black hair and startling green eyes that looked incredulously into his with a mixture of amazement and fear (why fear??) shocked him out of his mellow feelings.
Strange though it was, he had just been kissing Harry Potter...