One Love

Lies Hurt Guilt

This lil'chapter is dedicated to arty_writes just because you are you. Thanks for the friendship lady!!

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Again Ryu was pacing. He was going to ask Harry out for a drink. He was going to tell him the truth and let the chips fall. He was scared, nervous, and anxious. He wanted to do this right, and make sure that he didn't lose Harry. Now that he has figured out his feelings, even if he couldn't be with Harry he wanted to be friends. A relationship was not his end goal, but he could hope.

"Harry?" Ryu walked up to the boy with chocolate colored hair.

"Hey Mr. Black. Can I help you with something?" Harry asked, seeing nervousness in his bosses eyes. That was new.

"Hi....uh, yeah, well do you...I mean." Ryu inner monologue groaned. 'Spit it out!' He yelled at himself.

Harry was worried. He had never seen his boss stumble over words. Even the biggest Fashion House couldn't keep this man down. What was going on?

Ryu could see the worries in Harry's face. 'Ok you can do this.' Again his inner monologue was telling himself.

"Sorry. What I am trying to say is, would you like to get a drink with me?" His voice practically squeaked, at the end. Looking at Harry, he tried to read the mans facial expressions.

"Oh, you need me to go with you when you meet someone?" Harry asked a bit confused. Thinking his boss was fumbled his words again. Not once thinking that the man was asking him out.

"No!" Ryu yelled "Again sorry. No I was hoping you and I could go get a drink. You know as friends?" Again his voice raising like a crushing school girl.

"Oh." Harry said a bit shocked.

Ryu face went blank. "Is that a good oh? Or...well does that mean no."

"No....-" Harry started to say.

"Oh ok." Ryu said sadly as he turned away.

"What? Wait!" Harry said quickly. "I want to go." As he grabbed Ryu on the shoulder. A shock running through his system as his hand landed on Ryu.

"You want to go?" Ryu asked, a smile coming to his lips. Electricity running through his veins when he felt Harry's hand on his shoulder.

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Harry was waiting for Ryu at the apperation point. He was excited and nervous. He couldn't believe that the beautiful Mr. Black wanted to go out with him. Even if it was just as friends. Harry could always hope for more if tonight went well.

Harry turned when he heard the door open.

He wore gray slacks that framed his hips beautifully. A black button up shirt, sleaves rolled up to his elbows showing off his tattoo on the left forearm. The top two buttons where not tucked into their holes. You could see lightly tanned skin nestled in the small 'v' of the shirt. His black leather wing tipped shoes finished the outfit. Ryu was picture perfect.

Harry looked down at his outfit a bit embarrassed. He wore the best he had. Form fitting jeans that hugged his hips, a dark blue polo shirt that fit tight around his chest and biceps, to finish it off he wore his black leather vans.

"Harry, you look amazing." Ryu smiled "That shirt looks fantastic on you." As he touched his arm, again feeling a shock run through his system.

"Thanks Mr. Black." Harry blushed "You look pretty good yourself."

"Harry please call me Ryu. We are off the clock tonight." Ryu said with a smirk.

"Okay Ryu." The name sounded strange coming from his mouth, but he also liked the way flowed from his lips.

Ryu hid the shiver that came from Harry saying his name. Even though he wished it was his real name coming from that lushes mouth.

"You ready?" Ryu asked.

"Yes." Harry smiled. Grabbing Ryu's they both quickly apperated to the pub.

Harry had no idea where they were. It was a posh pub called The Griffin. The place was very sophisticated, but welcoming. As the entered the place Harry could tell Ryu was a known face. They employees quickly had them seated at what Harry figured was the best table in the place. He could see the whole place from his seat. The bar was polished, the taps gleamed under the lights, the alcohol bottles sat in a row not one out of place. The bartenders where uniformed nicely, dressed all in black, and each one was good looking.

"Do you mind if I order for the both of us?" Ryu asked while glancing at the menu.

"That would be great. You seem to fit better in this crowd than I do." Harry replied looking at his hands. He was feeling underdressed and out classed.

Ryu grabbed Harry's hand. Looking at Harry he smiled, "You Harry out class most of the people in hear."

"Right." Harry mumbled not believing Ryu.

"You do Harry." Ryu said as he squeezed Harry's hand "These people would have ran if they had to face one percent of what you have faced in your life."

"Look at me Harry." Ryu demanded softly.

Harry looked up and saw truth, admiration, and something very familiar in Ryu's eyes. Those eyes reminded him of somebody.

"I know your story Harry. A lot of people do. What you went through from the beginning, most people wouldn't be here. Let alone surviving and doing as well as you are." Ryu said still looking into the bright green eyes of Harry. "I mean you took on a full grown basilisk your second year...shit."

Ryu knew at that moment he had said to much. He shouldn't have known anything about what Harry had done while at school.

"How did you...?" Harry's sentence died in his mouth. His eyes filled with hurt, and anger.

"How do you know about that?" Harry demanded, "Who are you?"

"Please calm down. I promise I will tell you if you stay calm and just listen." Ryu said softly. Trying to convey how sorry he was through his eyes and voice.

"I will stay calm as long as I hear the truth." Harry gritted through his teeth looking right at Ryu.

Ryu took a deep breath, looked right into Harry's eyes and told the truth.

"My real name is Draco Malfoy." Closing his eyes, Draco waited for anything, whether it be words, physical, or magical he braced himself for the impact.

Nothing came. After a few seconds he opened his eyes, to see anger, hurt, and sadness looking back at him.

"I will give time to explain. Not now. I need to process this information." Harry said a bit stunned at the revelation.

Harry stood up put his money on the table and walked out.

Draco sat there watching Harry leave. Emotions flowing through him like a river feeding an ocean. That was not how he had planned for Harry to find out.

Draco sat at the table for sometime, just thinking about what happened and what he could do to make things right.

Draco left the bar and headed home. Head filled with thoughts, heart heavy with guilt. Guilt of his past. Guilt of the lies. Guilt of hurting people he now considers friends, if not family. Draco felt guilty for being Draco.

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So I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. A bit of drama for our boys.

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