Warnings: the usual...and Draco's obliviousness...

Disclaimer: Not mine...

I'm so sorry that I didn't get this to you sooner...I just finished typing out this chaper last night...I hope you enjoy the chapter, with the exception of Draco's stupidity...

Chapter Thirteen: Painfully Oblivious

Draco walked into the apartment, grateful that his temper had ceased and desisted during his rather long walk. He was shocked to find the apartment empty of everyone. He figured they'd gone for a walk or something and would be back soon. He went into the kitchen and began fixing a small dinner.

About an hour later, Pansy walked in as she wiped dust from her rather rumpled clothes. She looked around the kitchen, eyes catching Draco and no one else.

"Hey Draco, where are Harry and Charlie?" Pansy asked politely. Draco jumped, having not noticed her presence until she said something. He turned to look at her in confusion.

"I had thought they were with you." Draco replied in honesty. Pansy shook her head no.

"No, I was over to Ginny's. I left right after you did."

"Oh, I see . . . "

Pansy nodded and walked back into the living room. She smiled once she was out of Draco's line of sight. She had a feeling that Harry and Charlie hadn't stayed in the apartment for too long after she left.

"I wonder what those two are up to, I hope Harry's having fun." Pansy whispered to herself as she went into the bedroom to grab clean clothes.

A few hours later, Charlie and Harry walked in the apartment. Pansy was in the living room reading and Draco was taking a shower.

"Hello you two," Pansy said cheerily. She smiled when she caught sight of Charlie's hand holding Harry's tightly. "Where did you two go?"

"We went out to eat, to that new wizarding restaurant, what's it called Harry?"

"Wolf Gothique"

"Yeah, we ate there. It is . . . an interesting place. I hadn't realized you were into that sort of stuff Harry."

Harry smiled and shook his head. He hugged Charlie goodbye and watched the other wizard floo to his own home.

"So, Harry . . . Charlie and you dating now?" Pansy asked casually, smiling at the blush that crept up on Harry's face.

"No, not at the moment. But, it might happen. Just depends on how the dice land, I guess." Harry said as he walked into the bedroom and shut the door. Draco came out a few minutes later.

"Hey Pansy, when did Harry get in?"

"About four or five minutes ago. Charlie and he went to the new wizard gothic restaurant. Same place, I believe, that Marcus is taking you." Pansy replied happily. She smiled at the jealous look that crossed Draco's face.

"I see. Well, I'm going to bed. I'm tired, see you in the morning." Draco said coldly as he stalked over to the bedroom where he disappeared. Pansy couldn't help the snorts of amusement.

"Gods, you two! First Draco fucks up then Harry eats out with Charlie, who wants in his pants. Draco gets jealous but can do nothing about it. Those two are so clueless." Pansy snorted over her tea. She shook her head and went back to the book she was reading, the one about statues. After all, she had to make it look like she didn't know what the hell the dragon statue was.

Draco rolled out of his cot Saturday morning and walked over to the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror for a few moments before hopping in the shower. When he felt clean enough to be deemed human, he dried off and dressed. He walked into the empty living room, seeing as Pansy was already at Ginny's and Harry was out somewhere. He sighed in frustration.

"Damn it, I hate this." Draco sulked to himself as he sat down on the sofa. He looked at the wall and nearly fell over when he saw the calendar. He'd forgotten today was Saturday.

"Damn, I have to go on that fucking date with Flint." Draco muttered in annoyance as he walked to the kitchen to make himself some tea. He wondered what he was thinking accepting the date when a black and white owl flew up and tapped on the window. He set down his cup and walked over to it, letting the bird fly in from the cold.

Draco retrieved the letter and allowed the bird to eat some owl treats. He sat down at the kitchen table with his cup of tea and opened it, noting that it was from Marcus. He read through it and smiled to himself as he responded.

Mean while, Harry was pacing the ground in front of his house. He'd only been back to it once to retrieve his own clothes. He couldn't stand to be inside it. It reminded him too much of the abduction. Making a decision, he unlocked the door and went inside.

He stared around, silently taking in everything. Nothing had changed from that day. The only difference was a picture of Draco and himself. The one he liked to stare at when memories barraged him. The one Colin took of Draco carrying Harry off the field of the Final Battle.

The frame looked as though it had been stepped on and the picture itself was sitting on the coffee table. Harry sighed and picked it up, slipping it into his jacket pocket after placing a spell on it so it wouldn't get ruined.

He made his way to his room, looking around at everything. He was beginning to regret coming here, but Charlie had convinced him to the night before. He suddenly got an idea and practically ran the rest of the way to his room.

He opened the door to his bedroom and went straight to his closet. He pulled out his radio and took it to the "tower" that could be accessed from the attic of his house. Once inside, he opened the window and turned on the radio. He needed the heavy music that boomed from the stereo's speakers and the open and airy space the room provided. He fell asleep and didn't wake up for a few hours. When he did awake, it was dark out. He looked at his watch and shrugged. It was only seven, and since it was Winter, it got dark out earlier.

He caught some of the lyrics of a song on the radio. He scrunched his face up as he listened, trying not to cry. Of course, he failed. As the lyrics poured out of the stereo Harry began to sing along to them. He'd heard the song many times before, but this is the first time the song actually made him cry.

'Damn you Marcus Flint!' Harry thought to himself as he wiped his face. He stared up at the starlit sky and wondered why his life was laid out the way it was. Why it seemed to have been fucked from the start.

Meanwhile, Draco walked into the apartment after his date with Marcus. He smiled to himself, not believing how much fun he'd actually had. He hadn't thought of Harry once all night. That is, until he saw the death glare Pansy was giving him.

"What?" Draco asked in annoyance. Pansy just glared some more. "Fuck off Pansy, I had fun. I'm going out with him again on Monday."

"I see, and I don't care whether you had fun. Harry's not here. Hasn't been all day." Pansy said coldly. Draco's smile disappeared from his face and he practically deflated.

"Have you checked with Charlie? He could be over there." Draco supplied, hating the idea more than words could describe. Pansy rolled her eyes at him in obvious frustration and annoyance.

"Of course you idiot! He's the first person I checked with!"

Draco flinched back from Pansy's yelling. His fear began growing, making him wonder where Harry was and if he was hurt. He cursed himself for going on the date with Marcus, instantly wanting to shove his head in the nearest oven and bang the door repeatedly on said head.

It was nearly one in the morning when Harry returned. The instant the door shut he was wrapped up in Pansy's arms. It was another second before both of them were wrapped up in Draco's arms.

"Where the hell were you?"

"Damnit Harry, where were you? You had Pansy and me scared to death!" Draco and Pansy shouted at the same time. Harry sighed and motioned for them to both shut their mouths.

"I went to my house," Harry replied with a half-dead voice. Draco looked at Harry in concern.

"Was that really wise, Harry?" Pansy asked, knowing that Draco wouldn't.

Harry shrugged his shoulders and shook Pansy and Draco off of himself. He walked over to the chair and sat down. He pulled an old magical items book towards himself and began hunting through the pages for the mysterious dragon statue.

Draco sighed softly and sat down on the floor in front of Harry. He mimicked Harry's actions, taking a newer magical items book to look through. Pansy shook her head, smirking inwardly when she noticed the blush on Harry's face.

"You two will never realize . . . Idiots," she murmured. Draco looked up at her questioningly, having caught the 'idiots' part but Pansy just blatantly ignored him. She went into the kitchen where she could read the Daily Prophet in peace.

Nearly two weeks later, Draco came into the apartment, seeming to bubble with joy. He announced that he and Marcus were officially dating. Pansy scowled at Draco, all the while watching Harry out of the corner of her eye. Harry was happy for Draco, but Pansy could see that he was miserable.

"So Draco, have you actually said it?" Harry asked curiously, praying that he was hiding the hurt. Draco cocked his head in thought, Harry just smiled.

"Oh! No, I haven't called Marcus my boyfriend yet." Draco replied, oblivious to the fact that he just did.

"Um, Draco you just did." Pansy snickered. Draco blushed and shot her a glare. He smiled happily to himself, humming some odd song Pansy recognized as one of Harry's theme songs, and walked into the bedroom.

Harry shook his head sadly and stared at the fire for a long while. Pansy felt bad for Harry, and she wanted to rip Draco's dick off and spoon feed it to him for hurting Harry. But alas, she couldn't do that and she didn't really want to see her best friend and "brother" naked either. Suddenly, Harry got up from the chair he'd been sitting in and walked to the fire place.

"I'm going to go over to Hermione's for awhile. I might stop by Charlie's house too." Harry said as he picked up the canister of floo powder and took a handful. Pansy nodded.

"You going to eat with one of them then?"

"Yeah, if that doesn't cause any trouble?"

Pansy shook her head and Harry nodded. He threw floo powder into the fire, stepped into the emerald flames, and flooed away. Once he was gone, Pansy screamed in frustration.

Author's Note: I appologize again for not getting this to you all sooner. And, I'm afraid there might be a wait on the next chapter. I'm having a small writer's block with it. I know where I'm going in the story, but I'm having a hard time getting from point A to point B right now. I promise I'm not abonding it, so if it hasn't been updated in a long time, don't worry, I'm still working on it! Please review!