So a few songs to listen to while reading this. They will get you into the club feeling. Well..sorta! Hope you like the ending!

1. Touch My Body-Mariah Carey

2. Gwen Stafani- Hollaback Girl

- Brittany Spears (The story will be more understanding, it is what I built this story on.)

4. Obsessed- Mariah Carey

-Brittany Spears

Harry's POV (At the Wizard's Gay Bar, called Special Nights.)

"Harry, this is just so embarrassing! All the girls keep staring at me!" Hermione says, red in the face. Ron is getting us a couple of butterbeers, since we just got here an hour ago and we are now thirsty.

"Do you want to go home? I'd like to stay a little while longer, but you can go if you guys want to." I say to Hermione, and nod at the smile of pride that comes on her face. "And I know you, don't have to say it. I like it here, a little."

"I want to go home. There isn't anything to do really." She says. I wonder if she is prejudiced on this place. "But if we leave you have to stay untill you dance with someone for at least one song. You understand?"

Humph! I knew she would say something like that. Leave it to Hermione! "Fine. But I think you should take Ron with you. He is annoying me!"

"Well if you insist. I'll go tell him and we'll see you later or tomorrow." Hermione says with a Slytherinish grin. "Bye!"

Well, at least she is gone...

I look around for a little while and listen to the music. Some weird muggle song called, Gangdum Style is on. I go up to the bar and ask for a firewhisky. I turn around and looked at the door.

I nearly shat my pants! I grabbed the firewhisky and downed it. There stood in the door was Riddle looking a bit different than usual but normal. Next to him stood Bellatrix, his most loyal follower.

Oh my goodness! He looks so hot with that I'm impersonating a good person look. Wait? Why AM I thinking like this, he is my enemy! I shouldn't be thinking like this! I turn around to look at the stage where a muggle entertainer was singing and dancing.

"A few times I been around that track and it's not just gonna happen like that! 'Cause I ain't your HollaBack girl, 'Cause I ain't your HollaBack girl!" The muggle starts singing and the people in the crowd goes wild. No one notices that Riddle is in the room and no one notices the famous boy avoiding looking at the duo that is coming his way.

"Hey Potter. Do you mind baby sitting my friend here? He is new to the club, oh and be careful he bites." Bellatrix asks, not giving me any time to respond before she starts to bounce away. "Bye and take care of him!"

I look at Riddle to see a blush on his cheeks. "Well, that was certainly out of character of her..."

"Yea, sorry about that...she has been taking care of me since the one night. And well...tonight is my first night out of the house." Riddle is about as red as a tomato. "So are you new here? You seem to be on terms with Bellatrix."

As silence comes over us, I start to hear more music from the muggle. "Oooh this my shit, Ooooh this my shit!"

"So have you decided I shouldn't be killed now?" I ask him a little wary, why does my former crush have to antagonize me more? Yes, don't judge me! I had a crush on him. So what?

"I have learned the error of my ways and I now wish to only kill the wizards." He says this with a straight face as I whip my head to look at him.

"You liar, you are so prejudi-" I say getting cut off by Riddle.

"I am just kidding! You Gryffindors need learn how to take a joke. Salazar." I feel ashamed. His face has the sly, funny smirk, cause he knows he really tricked me. "Besides I am a wizard myself so how would that work out?"

"Oh, well. You never know with you. I mean for all we know you could be trying to find a gay goblin to love hump you dry." I say, feeling quite the Slytherin. I don't look at his face but I know his eyes narrow at me.

"Why accuse me of it, when you already have?" The tricky Slytherin says, I whip my head to look at him and see his smug smile. Then I notice his hands twitching.

"I'm not talking to you, you annoy me." I say acting childish. I wonder why his hands are twitching? Is it my fault, somehow?

"Fine, I'm not talking to you Mr. Childish." He says, then we turn away from each other haughtily with our noses in the air.

All of a sudden a familiar voice says, "Now that's no way to act. I expect you boys to be good frenemys by the end of the night. You understand?... Good?... Good. Now you two behave yourselves. I have a date to attend with the minister. I'm gonna taste his 'bad' side. If you get my drift. See ya." Then the sound of Bellatrix walking away, the clicking of her Dragon Hide heels.

I turn to look at Voldemort, "That is one crazy woman... how'd she get into your ranks? Wait,...no I don't want to know."

He looks at me, "Wouldn't surprise me if you couldn't handle the truth..." He smirks.

"Ok, fine. Your gonna play like that?! Tell me then.. huh... Tell me." I say, getting irritated. Why is he always a jerk? Ugh, He makes me just wanna kiss them lips off. WHAT THE GODRIC GRIFFINDOR!

He watches my reactions closely and notices what I thought by using legimensing. He leans in close and whispers, "She told me she would keep my secret. The secret that... I'm gay."

I shake my head and manuever my way to the bathroom. He is so overwhelming, I didn't expect this to even happen. Why can't I control myself? I sit on the counter by the sink and lean back against the mirror. Then Riddle walks in and leans against the opposite wall.

"Why'd you run away?" He asks me, quietly. "I know you are gay, you know? I noticed in the graveyard."

I close my eyes and whisper to him, "No one knows but Ron and Hermione."

"That's what glamour charms are for, so no one knows who you are." He smiles slightly.

"You don't get it! Do you? What happens when the wizarding world's savior just happens to be gay! What happens when I don't fall romantically in love with a girl and the world thinks I'm a disgusting person for being me!" I jump off the sink and go back to the bar, slamming the bathroom door shut.

"Can I get a butter beer please?" I ask the bartender.

"Eleven sickles." I hand him the change and take the butter beer swiveling the chair around to watch the muggle entertainment.

"Still have that temper, don't you?" I turn around to see Riddle sitting next to me again with a small smile on his face. "Look we both can't leave untill we dance with someone, am I correct?"

"Yea, but what Hermione doesn't know couldn't hurt her." I say, I really don't want to dance with my ex-crush. Let's just say, embarrassing. I don't think I can stop where this is going.

"Wouldn't it make you feel a bit better if you didn't have to lie to her? All I'm saying is one dance, with me. Please?" Riddle gives me a pleading look.

"Bellatrix made you take an oath to dance with someone, didn't she?" I ask him. It makes a bit of since. Poor guy. Wait! WHAT DID I JUST THINK?!

"Yea and I'd like to get it over if you don't mind." He says sarcastic. Finally I take pity on him and take his hands leading him to the dance floor.

I don't really know where to go from here but for now this is the ending... The End!