When Harry and Draco get there Hermione and Ron are already waiting in front the restaurant. They laugh when they see Harry with Draco. Hermione drapes her arms around them both.

"You found him Draco that's so sweet."

Draco smirks and pats her back before stepping out of the three way hug. "I bumped into him literally two blocks back."

Ron shakes his head. "Reading and walking again Harry."

Harry blushes and hugs Hermione. They had seen each other the night before last. With those two it's always like it's been years. Draco steps away from them smirking, eyebrow arched. Ron reaches for him, pulls Draco into a tight hug. Draco hugs back, fingers moving to shove red hair out of Ron's eyes. Their hug last longer then Hermione and Harry. Draco rests his head on Ron shoulder and holds on, Ron holds him tight. It's odd between them, even more so than Draco and Harry. I think Ron was in love with Draco for awhile and Draco I think loved him back but it changed whatever it was and they where left closer friends because of it. They pull apart, a parting kiss on the lips, a smile. Draco turns to Hermione who throw her arms around him. She loves him in a fierce way, the way a younger sister would love her brother. He pulls out the hug kisses her lips, whispers something in her ear that makes her laugh. They pull apart. Some time during the war they had mange to become family and really standing in the dining hall their first year who could say they saw that coming.

Harry shuffles his feet staring at his friends. "I should get going I have to meet Oliver."

Ron rolls his eyes. Hermione beams. Draco smirks.

Draco is the one to speaks up. "Why don't you call him and tell him to meet you here."

Harry blushes and plays with the zipper on his jacket. "He doesn't have a cell."

Draco's eyes widen, he looks confused. "No cell? Why the bloody fuck not."

Hermione smacks his arm. "Draco language really it's only a cell. Oliver plays for a Quidditch team. He spends most of him time in the wizard world. Why would he need a muggle device?"

Draco looks appalled. "I work for the wizard world and I own two."

Ron laughs at Draco's face. "Well mate that's because you're a bit excessive."

Draco turns to glare on Ron. "What do you mean by that."

Hermione gives them both a hard look. "Ron is saying you really only need one cell."

Draco looks to Harry who shrugs. "I hardly ever use my cell."

Draco snorts. "That is because you're all filthy philistines. A cell is meant to be used and really if you had anything resembling a life you too would require two."

Hermione rolls her eyes. "Really Draco you only need two because you're a terrible drunk slut."

Ron laughs so hard he almost chokes. Harry bits his lip to try and hold in his laughter. Draco tosses his hair back and gives Hermione a pouty look. "It takes work to find a proper lay."

Hermione takes hold of Harry's arm. "Go meet Oliver we'll come visit you for dinner. You better warn him Draco is back in town."

Harry beams at her. "I'll see you guys for dinner." He gives her a hug. Pats Ron on the back and lets Draco stops him long enough to give him a quick open mouth kiss that leaves Harry red faced and dazed. Harry waves to his friends and starts off in my direction. I slip behind a building. Draco Malfoy pops back up and Harry tumbled into him as if he'd never left. It was always like that even before Draco went undercover. He would show up at Harry's flat and they would just fall into each other. They move as one, breath simultaneously, think in sync. Harry says he never loved anyone the way he loves me. He said what he had with Draco is different. I know it's true. I have something in Harry that Draco never touched. I get looks and smiles that Draco never saw but I knew that Draco has a part of Harry that I can never get to. He was Harry's first everything. His first rival, bully, confident, the first to teach him to kiss, suck, touch, bend, arch. Harry loves him even if he's never said it. Even if most times Harry didn't even realize how much a part of him Draco is, how deep and hard they loved each other. I saw it, tried my hardest to ignore it.

Draco knows. It's why he started running and never stopped. Maybe that was right of him to run from something that deep. A love like that could wound as much as it healed. It might have been the cowardly thing to do but I thank him silently for it every day. Harry is mine because Draco wasn't man enough to take a stand. I worried at the start of everything that Draco might change his mind, decide he wanted to have more with Harry. If he did decided to be more to Harry, for Harry, I knew I didn't stand a chance. Draco made it quite clear to me that he would never step in my way, not for me but for Harry. He wouldn't twist him hurt him like that. That was enough for me with Draco half way around the world. Having Draco back in England puts me on edge.