I walked briskly through the later LA air. Ten years passed. Ten bloody years and I was still not right. People would point out 'all this over a boy?' Fuck yes all this over a boy. He was my first love. After Harry left, his friends were left in shambles. It was like he was the glue that held them together. Granger took it the hardest but she kept a tough face and got through school and even Uni. I knew deep down she had been dying inside though. He was her best friend and little brother. Thomas was ruined and he ran off with Finnegan our senior year. Longbottom had a nervous breakdown and was hospitalized for a while. Me? I was the worst out of them all.

"Draco, if you think any harder, you're gonna pass out again." Blaise told me breaking me out of my thought. He moved down to LA with me, he knew how important it was to me.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Draco, LA is a big city, I'm just not sure-"

"Do not say that I won't find him." I interrupted. "He's not the other reason I came to live here you know that."
"Yeah yeah I know." He held his hands up in defense. "You so happened to get a job at the hospital here."

"Yeah I did." I sneered. "I worked hard to where I am Blaise." I told him.

"I know Draco." He said and we looked around. "Here, I think we can eat here." I said. It being one of our first nights out, we were still getting a hang of things. We walked over to the little restaurant and walked in. The perky blonde girl holding the menus' smiled at us.

"How many?" She asked.

"Two." Blaise answered and her face fell slightly before grinning again.

"You have accents, where are you from?" She asked.

"England." I answered annoyed. She caught my cold tone and huffed. She nodded before turning around and motioning for us to follow. We did and I looked around to the others in the eatery. They looked fairly attractive, at least a good amount of them, and they all seemed happy. The girl sat us down and told us the drink specials but I decided not to listen. I scanned the menu and settled on a 12oz steak with a baked potato.

"Anything tickle your fancy?" I asked Blaise and he smirked.

"Actually that blonde doesn't look to bad." He told me and this time I smirked.

"Aww thanks babe but I think we should keep it to a friend's level." I told him and he rolled his eyes.

"Very funny."

"Thanks. And you're no bringing her back to the flat, you could do a lot better."

"Ah ah ah." He wagged his lanky brown finger at me. "You said you wouldn't judge people here."

"Too late." I told him and then another person came to take our drink order. Joey or something. I ordered a beer as Blaise got a pink lemonade. "What are you even getting?"

"I was thinking chicken basil pasta, how about you?"

"I'm getting a steak." I suggested.

"Okay." He nodded. We discussed a few things including my schedule and how he

should get a job to help pay rent. He argued that I would be making a lot of money to do pay the rent on my own. I just rolled my eyes and took a sip of my beer after it came. We ordered and sat in silence until he looked at me very seriously. "Wanna go to a club tonight?"

"Not particularly."

"Drake, you need to get over this funk. You barely talk to people anymore. You have no

friends."

"I have you."
"Besides me." He sighed.

"I talk to Granger occasionally." I pointed out and he rolled his eyes. He grabbed my

hand that had been resting on the table. I jumped and tried to pull away but he held it tightly.

"Draco, you know what I mean." He said. "You haven't talked to anyone but me or Granger in the past ten years. You've kept everything bottled up after-"

"Don't bring it up." I cut him off. "I know what I've been doing after those... tough years but listen Blaise... I-I'm okay."

"I really hope you are." He said and our food came. "But I want to go out and I'm not doing this without you." He told me and I sighed.

"Fine." I mumbled. "I'll go."

"Thank you." He smiled and then say back. We ate in silence and I couldn't help but think of how pathetic I was. I moved all the way to another country to maybe bump into Harry. He probably wouldn't even remember me. Blaise was right, I had no friends. I was a friendless loser. I was just pathetic. Fucking worthless and pathetic. "Draco!"

"What?"

"Stop thinking that way." At my bewildered look, he rolled his eyes. "I see it in your face. You grow a sneer and your nostrils flare."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Stop lying." He said and fisted my hand. I breathed a few times to calm myself and when I did, I looked at him.

"It's hard Blaise, I wouldn't expect you to understand."
"I understand that it's hard Draco but maybe friends will help you keep your mind off of it." He

told me and I nodded.

"I get it."

"I only do this because I love you Draco." He said and I gave him a small smile. He was my best friend and knew me better than I knew myself half the time.

"Thank you Blaise. I um love you too." I muttered and he smiled. Affection, after everything, wasn't my strong point. What was the point? The one person I wanted to be affectionate towards was gone.

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We walked into the loud area and walked over to the bar. He ordered us two drinks and the music was so loud that I couldn't hear what he got. He pulled me closer and handed me the drink leaning close to my ear.

"Relax a little. Maybe get laid tonight." He joked and I rolled my eyes. I took the shot and immediately regretted it, he got me a straight shot of tequila. I shook my head and he brought me to the dance floor.

"What are you doing?" I asked and he smirked.

"C'mon Draco, dance." He said and then grabbed my hands.

"Blaise." I groaned. "I don't want to." He leaned into my ear and his breath tickled my neck. Fucking Blaise.

"Let loose." He said making me shivered and then he disappeared in the crowd. I groaned and walked back over to the bar. I sat down where it was quieter and ordered another drink. An hour or so passed and I had no sight of Blaise. Why I didn't just leave was beyond me. Someone cleared their throat making me snap out of my thoughts and look up. Piercing green eyes made my breath catch. I found him.

"This is really awkward." He started in a thick British accent. "I um lost a bet to come over and talk to you." He told me and I smirked.

"Should I take that as an insult?" I asked and his face feel before he smiled.

"You're British." He pointed out.

"And you didn't answer my question." I countered and he nodded.

"No handsome, the bet was to come talk to the hottest guy in here. They said I couldn't talk to myself and I mean, you're pretty good looking too."

"Oh why thank you." I said to him with a smile on my face.

"Anytime, I'm called Harry." He smiled. My heart throbbed a bit at the fact he didn't remember me. Not even a little a bit.

"I'm um.... I'm Luke." I lied. I should have said Draco maybe he would have remembered me.

"Well Luke, what are we having?" He asked and looked at what I was drinking.

"No clue Harry." I said. "But it's pretty good." He took my drink and then took a swig. He grimaced and then placed it down.

"I have better drinks at my place." He said and I laughed.

"A little upfront there aren't we?" I asked and then I leaned in. "Part of your bet?" I asked and he shivered.

"God." He moaned. "No I just had to talk to you." He told me and then I pulled away from his ear smirking.

"Well then Harry talk." I said and raised an eyebrow. Outside I seemed calm but inside my I thought my heart was gonna burst. The boy I fell in love with was standing in front of me and he had no idea who I was.

"I'd rather have you fuck me."

"Oh again with being upfront." I said and then swallowed hard. I leaned in and then pressed my lips against his. He was surprised but kissed me back and swiped his tongue along my lips. I moaned and opened up for him. We battled for a while and then pulled away. "Let's go get those better drinks." I whispered and he smiled. I paid for my drinks and he pulled me out of the club. I felt like a kid on Christmas. He pushed me up against the brick wall outside and kissed me hungrily. "Where do you- fuck yes-live?"

"Up the-so good-street." He told me and I groaned. I pushed him away so he could take me to his flat. We practically ran there and got through the lobby into the elevator. He pressed number 12 and I pressed him against the corner.

"God Harry, you're so hot." I whispered and started to nip at his neck making him moan. He had gotten really hot. He no longer had wired classes but contacts that made his green eyes even brighter. He was taller and more muscular. His face was more defined and he had stubble. His hair was shaggy but fell upon his head just perfectly. I pulled away just in time for the beep of the lift to go off. The doors opened and he pulled me to the door. He unlocked it and we continued kissing. I lifted him up which wasn't hard because he wasn't that heavy. I started to attack his neck again.

"Where's the bedroom?" I asked and he groaned.

"Down hall to the left." He told me and then pressed his lips against mine I walked into the room he told me to without looking. I dropped him on the bed and then pulled away.

"I really hope you're single." He told me seriously.

"Nah I left my boyfriend at the club." I told him and his face dropped. "I'm kidding." I told him and he rolled his eyes.

"Don't joke about that." He said and I smirked.

"Sorry love." I said and he shivered.

"God, I haven't slept with another British person and I'm totally loving the accent." He told me and I groaned. I leaned down and ground my erection on his and his gasped at the contact. "Do that again." He begged and I did it again. Both of us let out moan. In a quick motion, we were undressed and I was face to face with his dick. I moaned at the sight. It was beautiful and to be honest, bigger than I imagined. "Luke please." He said and I smiled despite hearing another name. I popped the head in my mouth and he moaned. I took the lube and prepped him as I took him further in my mouth. The sad thing was I wasn't a virgin. I would have given that to Harry if Sirius didn't take him away. I lost my virginity to some bloke in college. I topped. I pulled my mouth off of his dick and he groaned trying to push my face back.

"Sorry love, not yet." I said and then rolled on a condom. I lined up and pushed myself forward. He gasped and moaned.

"Yes, god yes." He called out and I moaned. I thrusted shallowly at first and he commanded I go harder. I did and then picked up the pace. I nailed his prostate and he shouted in pleasure. "Do that again. Oh please do that again." He scratched his nails up my back and I moaned.

"Yes Harry, ugh scratch my back." I told him. I hit his prostate and he came onto both of our chests. I moaned as he scratched my backand then came into the condom screaming in pleasure. I regained my composure and pulled out. I tied the condom off and threw it out. I lied down next to him and let the sleepiness from the alcohol take over me.