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Chapter 4;

Draco threw the door open, legs winding around his waist hard lips suckling his hungrily. He dropped his heavy jacket setting the brunette down on his massive bed. He collapsed next to her readily accepting another fiery kiss. Her short hair bounced as she positioned herself back in his lap. He allowed her hands to wander him as his thoughts followed. He felt butterfly kisses being applied to his collarbone, her perfume heavy in the air.

Suddenly he realized he wasn't in the least bit turned on. He furrowed his brow groping his hands down her thin frame. He slid his hands down further, the velvet dress she was wearing tightly clinging to her ass. Again he felt nothing but a pain in his side where her knee was digging into his hip.

" Get off me," He grunted having not meant to sound so angry. She looked up at him her eyes once glazed over in lust now swirling confusion. His expression hardened and she quickly clamored off of his lap.

" I'll leave but Draco, might I ask why?" She said her voice climbing a pitch too high. He sighed and rolled his eyes but not even he could come up with a reason. He watched her pick up the hat with mesh trim that had fallen from her head when they entered and readjust it on her head. With out saying anything else she opened his bedroom door her shoulders dipped and slammed the oak door closed. He heard the soft clicking of her high heel; he then imagined her picking the other from the ground and hopping into it. He waited cringing as he heard the front door slam hard enough to shake the walls.

Cocktail parties were always the same. Eat some shrimp, talk some shit then get laid. It's what he had been doing since he had hit puberty. Even with out his parents he found himself going back to his old ways. The only odd thing about this exact experience was his sudden refusal to touch her. She was a beautiful woman; her skin glowed under his touch. But some thing was wrong. Some thing had always been wrong.

Utterly alone and confused he groaned and rolled on his side facing the window lit only by the soft glow of the moon. He felt as if he were an ignorant child again. He knew nothing. Nothing except that when he closed his eyes he only ever saw one person. Eventually his heavy eyelids drifted closed and Harry James Potter was the only thing on his mind.

He sighed loudly cursing his laziness as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. He managed to find his shoes and jacket, walking out in to the front room. He hurried off in the direction of Bella and Rae's house.

" Draco?" Came Bella's tired voice as she opened the door.

" I need help," He said rubbing his hands together impatiently.

" With what?" She muttered opening the door wider so he could slip in. " If this is about the second toilet in the bathroom again, I already told y-"

" Telephone," He said closing his eyes for a moment.

" Um, what about it?" She asked through a loud yawn.

" What do you mean what about it? I need to ring some one!" He exclaimed.

" Well why in gods name are you waking me up at this hour- oh god Draco don't tell me you can't dial a phone." She asked in disbelief.

" Normally it just rings." Bella started laughing but the look on Draco's face showed his seriousness. She quickly turned the giggle in to a cough.

" Well come on then…who do you need to call?" She asked waggling a brow. Draco thought for a moment before his soft reply came.

" Larry Lauder."

" Now you're talking" Bella grinned shuffling around a stack of papers now fully alert.

Harry looked out at his friends miserably sipping his drink. Hermione had her hand firmly on Ron's shoulder as they danced around the floor. Ginny Weasley and her muggle boyfriend swayed next to them. Harry couldn't help but crack a slight smile at the sight of the twins waltzing around stepping on each other's feet- not to mention quite a few other peoples.

" Hey Harry," He turned quickly his eyes still not fully fixed to the dimmed lighting. "Hi…" He managed to say still not positive about who he was talking to.

" I'm really sorry to bother you, I'm sure you have no idea who I am but well…the names Toby," He extended his hand. Harry cautiously accepted the handshake waiting for the man to continue. He had a crisp appearance, dark hair and soft blue eyes.

" We went to school together for two years but I never bothered to introduce myself, I'm Lisa Turpin's brother, she was in your year…" He chuckled lightly. Harry found himself still staring so he quickly turned his attention back to his friends.

" You often come to muggle clubs then?" Harry asked raising a brow.

" Only when I need to get some" Was the reply. Harry laughed uneasily sneaking a look to the man. He watched him pull out a package of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. " Bum one?" Toby asked as he lit up. Harry declined getting a funny look from the pink-faced Hermione on the dance floor.

" I always thought you and Ginny would end up together" Harry heard Toby say as he laughed a little watching Hermione twirl around before returning his gaze to Harry.

" I'm gay," Harry said bluntly as his cheeks filled with color. He looked away slightly embarrassed by his sudden annoyance with the guy.

" Me too" Toby answered smiling slightly. He shook his head and stood up brushing his hands off on the sides of his pants. " It was nice meeting you then, I ought to be off."

Filled with relief Harry was about to happily say his farewells when suddenly he realized what was going on. That's why he had been so angry. But why couldn't he flirt? It wasn't like he had any one…He caught Hermione's eye as she whispered some thing to Ron and he turned to look at them. She winked and giggled before going back to her business. She obviously thought he was hooking up.

Harry looked back up just before Toby walked off and smiled, " You want to get out of here?" He asked nodding to the door. For the first time in two years, Harry would not be going home alone that night.

Draco froze in front of the house. The lights were off. He took a nervous drag from his cigarette and paced back and fourth a few more times. His eyes scanned the area right before headlights came in to view. He dropped the cigarette to the pavement and ground it with his foot. Shielding his eyes from the blinding light a smiling face that belonged to Harry Potter danced in to his eyes. His eyes darted to the passengers seat and his stomach dropped. The smile on his face instantly diminished as did Harry's.

" Draco w-what're you doing here?" Harry asked as he climbed from the car slamming the door closed behind him. The man accompanying him did not dare remove himself from the car.

" I can see you're busy" He replied keeping his tone deathly even.

" No- Draco wait" Harry started after him as he turned to walk back down the road.

" Get the fuck away from me Potter!" Draco turned his head sharply his voice dripping jealousy. He chose to ignore the confused look stamped on the others face. Realizing he didn't want to hear another word from Harry he quickly took off running. His name was being called but he didn't dare look back.

" There you go! Running away from your fucking problems again!" He heard Harry yell angrily. The corners of his eyes stung as hot tears welled in his eyes. He allowed them to leak down his pale cheeks and drop to the ground his breathing increasing. This would be the first time in two years that he would cry. He felt as if his heart would explode, heat rose in his cheeks.

Reaching his driveway he stood there for a moment his vision a blur. He turned to look at the streetlight then down the empty road. Before he could stop himself his feet moved out from under him and he was running again.

He reached a park eventually and collapsed on a bench trying to recollect himself. The cool breeze made him break into goose bumps as he continued to sob heavily. The pain became over whelming, his body grew numb and eventually he drifted in to a sleep.