How could we not talk about family when family's all that we got?

Everything I went through you were standing there by my side And now you gonna be with me for the last ride.  

- Wiz Khalifa Ft. Charlie Puth (See You Again)

- Harry's P.O.V. -

As we walked down the street (Ron still in pain from the tattoo) to the club I began to think of how the hell they were able to hide that they where dating two of the most hated slytherins of Hogwarts from me. probably because you don't pay attention to your friends as much as you should, you Bloody Fucking Wanker!  As I began to think about how bloody awful of a friend I was and how every one looked up to me to save lives, but I didn't care to save my own friends and school mates life to even see what was going on. I took a deep shaky breath and closed my eyes but then I couldn't breath, or open my eyes. It felt like some one hexed me but I knew the feeling two well, panic attack, not as bad as the ones I got in previous years, those where caused by fear and stress, nothing like those. These felt like some one stabbing my heart, or a hippogriff tearing it to shreds, caused by grief, sadness, and self hate.

"Harry...HARRY!" Yelled a worried Hermione. Once again you weren't paying attention, Bloody Dip Shit! "Harry are you okay? Why are you crying?"

"You guy, I'm so sorry... I'm the worst friend ever. I p-put you guys in danger and l-let our friends die when I was the one that was supposed to. W-what if one of you two died? I'm s-so so so s-sorry" My entire body was shaking, tears where streaming down my cheeks, and a little bit of snot starting to run from my nose. Hermione looked heart broken and rapped her arms around me in a hug, Ron look as if he was slapped in the face.

"Harry James bloody Potter! How dare you call your self a bad friend, you are the best mate any one could ever have. you would have literally killed your self if it meant some one else, even if it was just one person, would live. You went through bloody hell and tried to keep me and 'Mione from half of it. You were always selfless, I can't believe you would say some thing like that,"Ron said then walked towards me and wrapped me in a hug too. "Come on Harry we really do need this night for our selves, don't we?" 

"yeah, we do." I wiped my face with my sleeve of my shirt, fuck I'm a mess. "Hey, I have an idea lets go back and change in to muggle clothes. There's some where I want to take you."

"Sounds shady, but I'm not gonna ask 'cuse you're already in a mood so lets go." said Ron.

-TIME SKIP BITCHESS-

"Okay Harry why are we in your old neighbor hood? I thought you hated thought you hated this place?" Ron asked as we where walking down town.

"The answer to your question, Ron, I will not tell you directly, but lets juist say the only place around here I ever like and illegally came to all the time since the summer after first year."

"Wait what? Did you just say ILLEGALLY? HARRY!" Hermione cut in, in her motherly madness voice. Me and Ron laughed but didn't say any thing as we turned the corner to see a small building with lights and muggle music coming from a small open window, The Porch. This was the place I went to about every other night from first through fourth year, I even made friends with the bartender, Sean. ( They knew I was under age, was magical them selves, and was under age, too. Lets not include they where tied up in muggle drugs ;3) "Well here it is, the best place for gay muggles to get wasted and or high and end up grinding against a stranger."

"Sounds beautiful, Harry. But how did you come to find this place?" Ron smirked at me.

"Well I was having a bad day, some how made friends with a fellow under age wand carrier at the park wiles flipping out, who just happened to be the bartender here. So, yeah." I laughed at my self because that story really did show how stupid I was. "Lets go!" as I opened the door for them. Just as I remembered, neon flashing lights, the smell of fruity cinnamon rolls (Don't ask) while the DJ/ bartender was playing a home made mash up of TOP and P!ATD.

"Oh my, this place is..." Hermione started.

"The best place I've ever seen!!!" Ron finished. "come on lets go dance! Harry you coming? haha COMING! Sorry, I think I'm drunk off the smell of this place." Ron giggled.

"Ron, you just giggled. Go ahead and dance I have to talk to some one and get a few drinks first, kay?" I yelled over the music and walked of towards an empty bar stool. Sean, the bartender, saw me and smiled.

"Some things never change like the fact that you never come in here with a date, and the fact that this job gets me more dates than tinder." Sean smirked.

"well this time I came in with friends, stop being a Gombeen you shtate." I said and tried to do the weird Irish-American accent that Sean has. Gombeen and shtate are two of the many Irish insults they often use.

"Suck it ye Eegit." Sean rolled their eyes and handed me two apple martini. "How about you go give one to blondie over there, give me a little time and maybe you and dance partner. He's a wizard too." Sean wiggled their eye brows winked and pointed to the other end of the bar where there sat Draco. Draco Malfoy with the colors of the lights reflected on his platinum blond hair, a grey muggle hoodie tree sizes to big and muggle ripped up black skinny jeans. Damn he was hot, maybe I'll get drunk and kiss him. That sounds nice. 

"I know who he is, and maybe. Bye." I said to Sean before I started to make my way towards Draco. I walked up behind him, he was drumming his fingers against his knees to the beat of the music, and put the drink in front of him. He immediately turned around to face me, ice gray meets vibrant green, both lost. Draco smelled like alcohol mixed with his usual musky vanilla, gods he smells amazing. He gave me a drunk smile. "Why hello."

"Your not Sean, wait it set you up to this didn't it?" Draco giggled and it was fucking adorable.

"Oh, so you know Sean? Well theirs your martini." The music is great, lighting is perfect, and with out relizing it I'm done with my martini. " wait where did my martini go?"

"As Sean would say, 'you Gobshite!' " DRACO IS GIGGLING AND THAT IS ALL MY MIND IS PROSSESING!!!! "Sean! get your arse over here with more drinks! Hey, how do you know Sean?"

"I picked him up from a emotional state from the park about a block from here," Sean said and handed us more martinis, "Harry this is my cusin Draco."

"Wait cousin? you're Draco's cousin? Draco's your cousin? hey you never did tell me, what is you sir name?" I asked all in one breath.

"Yes, Harry, we are cousin. And as for my sir name, It was Black. and you're already drunk Harry."

"Drunk I am but yet not drunk enough." I winked at Draco because why the fuck not? 

"Hey, I'm going on break and I got a guy coming if you two want to have fun..." Sean offered.

"Wait I thought muggle drugs can do weird shit to us?" Asked Draco.

"It can but why the hell not It looks like our friends are having fun. Wait have they been here the hole time?" I responded, God my mind is going fuzzy and all I want to do is make my way into Draco's hoodie. He looks so hot with the neon lights reflecting his hair, The ripped up skinny jeans fit him perfectly and shows of his ass. Merlin help me.

"Actually they haven't but they have a way of finding them," Draco looked out to the dance floor where Ron was grinding against Blaise, and next to them Pansy and Hermione where some how dancing to the music wile making out.m "Well, lets go smoke drugs!" At this Sean laughed so hard.

"Honey you don't 'smoke drugs', well some you do but the terminology is 'lets go do drugs'" explained Sean, but Draco wasn't listening. He was just staring at me with a dazed look in his eyes like he was memorized.

"What?" I asked with a lopsided smile. Draco smiled and started rocking side to side slightly.

"Your giggle is cute and it reminds me of when I was little my dad would beat me and when my mom found out she would try so hard to make me laugh until I finally did. I guess it's because all the pain you went through shows through the look in you're eye so when you smile It reminds me of that,.... Am I falling?" He said just as he lost his balance and I had to catch him from falling.