Harry/Draco
Harry left Grimmauld Place feeling lighter than he had in months.
The war was over.
The funerals were finished.
The trials were completed.
Harry was a free man who could do whatever he wanted for the first time in his life. And what Harry wanted that night was to do something fun.
Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, Neville and some other Hogwarts alumni had decided to meet up at a club in downtown London to drink, dance, and mingle with muggles. It was the perfect way for Harry to unload and just be a silly ridiculous teenager for a while.
When Harry made it to the club he found his friends already scattered around the place. Some were dancing, some were drinking, all of them were smiling though.
It was going to be a good night.
Harry ordered himself a whiskey sour and flashed his fake muggle ID that Dean Thomas had sold all of them to get it. After downing the drink, Harry moved to the dance floor where he saw Ginny and Luna practically curled around each other.
And that was where he saw Draco Malfoy looking out of place.
“Don’t stop me now,” Harry murmured to himself.