Chapter 1
Blue eyes glared back at green “what’s your problem Potter? I thought you were a man now.”
Harry met his gaze with a cool smile “Why Draco, it sure is a surprise to see you in a place… like this” He gestures to the dimly lit club. “I could say the same to you but here we are.”
Draco ran a hand through his hair smirking.
Harry looked at the blonde man then at the bar he was seated at “Well draco, It was nice meeting you here but frankly i am not interested in childish affairs. I am actually waiting on someone, someone who I would much rather spend my energy on than trade snide remarks with you.” Taking a seat next to him the younger man spun around “funnily enough so am I. Someone who knows how to be refined, unlike you and your brutish nature” He pulled out his phone and started typing before glancing up at Harry “and he is much better company”. Draco set his phone on the bar and glanced around looking for his date.
Harry’s phone dinged just then causing them both to freeze. “No. Potter please tell me..”
The raven haired man looked at his phone, then up at Draco “uhm. Draco? I think youre my meet up..”
“No. fuck no i- shit” Draco rushed out before immeadtly grabbing his phone and quickly walked out, head down.
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At home Harry had changed back into comfortable clothing and was laying on his couch watching some cooking channel for background noise while he was debating on trying to talk to Draco about what happened. He opened up his messaging app, scrolling through all the…. Explicit messages between the two, before sending a quick message <Hey. Draco If you never want to speak of this, that's fine by me. But if you would like to talk in person you know how to find me. I promise you that anything said either now or in the future will remain completely private. I will delete everything if you wish.>
A few minutes later he received an equally long message <Potter did you know?? Was this just some fucked up attempt at getting me back for hogwarts? Because if it is you are fucked up. I trusted you with.. Probably more than I should have considering this was a blind meet up. But still there are things i have messaged you that if it ever gets out i will end you. Harry Potter or not I am not joking>
H: <No, I would never. What you said, what *we* said will never leave this chat if that's what makes you comfortable. But the things you spoke of.. Draco would you be willing to come over to talk over some tea? No ulterior motives. I just genuinely want to see you and talk things out in person>
D<I can floo over in a few minutes. No funny business.>
Harry got up, and headed to the kitchen to put on a pot of tea, straightening up a bit as he went. Why did I decide to tell him to come over? he wondered.
Less than 15 minutes later Harry heard Draco’s voice from the living room “Potter?”
“In the kitchen you can come here”
Draco walked in, wearing a T-shirt and sweats looking slightly worse for wear than when Harry saw him a few hours prior. Harry gestured to the table as he grabbed two mugs from the cabinet “do you take anything in your tea?”
“Sugar and honey please,” Draco muttered. As he was handed the tea he inhaled and sat back “so what do you want to talk about so bad?”
Harry sat down across from him and just softly said “We talked about some heavy things Draco… I just. You were upset before we decided to meet. And I didn't want to just leave you alone. I will if that's what you need but I at least I needed to check up on you. Make sure you’re alright.”
“I- I don’t know. If you want an honest answer I feel betrayed but I know you were just as clueless as I was. For what we talked about and what we had planned I never expected it to be someone I knew. Or I would have never said any of those things. But i.. I’m conflicted. Because the man i've been messaging is someone I felt like I had grown to know. And you are someone i *do* know.”
“Ok so how about this. I can’t go back and pretend I don't know you. I just can't Draco. But I want to earn your trust as we are now as I had online. Because there is obviously something there for us to connect before anyways. But If you want to, we can just go back to basics. I have no issue with earning the trust you had given me again. Because I understand how you are feeling. You said some things I don't think you would have ever said to me if you knew who I was, for the amount of trust we had in each other as Draco and Harry.” Looking up at the smaller man, Harry smiled, “and besides. I would like to get to know you as well.”
“I.. Harry. You- I don’t know what to think. I don’t want to pretend that… this never happened. Okay? I know it's pathetic, but I haven't… felt good. Around someone for a long time. Wanted.” he finished in a whisper. He took a sip of his tea while it was still hot, body suddenly freezing so bad his teeth were chattering. The raven haired man stood up and walked around the table to where Draco was sitting. “Hey, Draco, you're about to have a panic attack. Why don’t we go to the couch” he guided the other with a hand on his shoulder, and when they sat down he pulled him against him, covering them with a blanket. Staying silent they just sat there until Draco was back. “Fuck. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to - I wasn't trying to manipulate you I swear”
Harry's heart ached “Draco that thought never occurred to me. You got upset and freaked out. That happens. Especially to people who went through what we went through.” Okay that settles it. Harry was never going to let Draco go again.
“I want you to come back again. I want to talk about what we had liked in our messages. And most of all i want you to know I *want* you. But today I'm just gonna put a movie on and have you take a nap against me. Is that alright my little pet?” the nickname just slipped out, from what he called the other in their messages.
Draco took a deep breath seemingly deciding before he relaxed back into Harry. “Yeah. yeah me too.”