Rescue Me!

Rescue Me!

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Rescue me!

Take me in your arms!

Rescue me!

I want your tender charm!

'Cause I'm lonely!

And I feel blue!

I need you!

And your love too!

C'mon baby,

And rescue me!

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Harry had just stepped into his appartment when he recognized the music that was coming from his rooms. It was from the movie 'Titanic' and it was a really sad song. Harry quickly threw his bag on the floor and ran into the livingroom. There he saw what he had expected to see.

A crying Seamus on the floor, moving to the music and eating out of a big bowl of icecream.

"Seamus! God! What happened!" Harry sat down on the floor next to his housemate and hugged him tightly.

"He dumped me! Harry! He dumped me!" Seamus sobbed in Harry's arms.

"The bastard!" Harry was frowning and trying to think of reason why the hell Dean could have dumped Seamus. They had been a couple since Hogwarts, inseperable and perfect!

Seamus was still snottering into one of his handkerchiefs. "He's got someone else."

"WHAT?" Harry cried out.

Seamus nodded. "Yes. He's dating Lee now. Lee! For God's Sake! Lee doesn't know half as much about Dean as I do!"

Harry rubbed Seamus' back, trying to comfort the sandyhaired boy. He really liked Seamus, they had been best friends ever since they started to live together. Harry had lost most of his closer friends, because they were all paired up, some even married. Like Hermione and Ron. Not that Harry didn't wish them happiness, but they didn't come around as often as they used to. And that had made Harry lonely. Seamus and he had always been great buddies, but never did either of them see the other as a candidate for a relationship. For one, because Seamus had been in a long-term relationship with Dean for years and also because Harry didn't seem to love quickly. He loved lots of people as friends, but none as a real lover.

It had been years since he had felt those real sparks float through his body. He knew he had had these feelings a few times at Hogwarts, but he couldn't remember who had caused them.

"Oh Harry! I don't know what to do without Dean! We were together for so long! Everything reminds me of him! I feel so bad!" Seamus cried out and started sobbing again.

Harry continued to hug his friend and hush him now and then. But Harry knew that a thing like this took time yo heal. Seamus wouldn't get over Dean just in a swish and flick. He needed something to keep his roommate busy with. A hobby, a job or even better: a new man!

"Seamus, I think it's necessary for you to go out tonight!"

"Out?" Seamus had raised his head and stared at Harry as if he had a pink ribbon through his hair.

"Yes! You need to get your mind off Dean for an evening! Seduce a hottie!"

Seamus blinked a few times. "Harry, I don't think this is a good idea..."

But Harry could not be talked out of this. "We're going, Seamus!"

"Argh," Seamus muttered," But what could I possibly wear?"

And just as suspected, Harry had succeeded in taking Seamus with him to a club. But not just a club, they were going to the Paradisio, one of the hottest clubs in London. And you could only get in if you were a registered member, as Harry was ofcourse.

"Oi! God! How are you!" Harry yelled to one of the bodybuilders guarding the door. God was a very large Afro-American man around his thirties. God smiled as soon as he saw Harry. Seamus thought that God reminded him a bit of Hagrid, but then black and without all the hair.

"Eey! Harry! Brought a friend?" God responded, smiling at Seamus too.

"Yeah, this is Seamus, Seamus, this is Godzilla, aka God." They both shook hands.

"Well, Harry, tonight is one of our busiest nights this month, so have fun!" God winked at Harry and let them go through.

Both Seamus and Harry were looking deliciously hot this evening. Harry was dressed in his favorable black tight leather trousers with a white sleeveless top above it. The top really showed every piece of muscle Harry had on him. (And trust me, Harry had some muscle allright!) Also Seamus was looking very eligible in his tight Levi's jeans, black blouse and tousled hair.

"Well, it doesn't look like there are a lot of women here," Seamus said, confused.

Harry giggled. Seamus didn't go out much and Harry was a true well-known clubber. "Seamus, I hope you don't mind, but I brought you to a gay club."

Seamus smiled. "Ow. Sure it's okay. I'm not gay for nothing!"

Harry walked towards the bar to get them some drinks. Seamus was left all by himself, sitting on a sofa. Obviously dreaming about Dean and how things used to be.

When Harry returned with two lagers Seamus sighed. "Harry, I think I'd better go home again. I won't have a good time anyway! I miss Dean!"

Harry took a sip from his beer and shook his head. "Ow, Seamus. You must look for a mister Right-Now! Not for mister Just-As-Good-As-Dean! Dean is gone! I know it's difficult to deal with, but you have to!"

Harry regretted saying this as soon as he saw tears cloud in Seamus' eyes.

"Aww, Seamus, I didn't mean it like that! C'mon, let's dance!" Harry had pulled his friend up to his feet before the other could to something about it.

Seamus was slowly moving his feet to the beat and staring at the floor. Harry couldn't stand the sight. So when an attractive blonde boy walked past, Harry groped his ass. (With the idea to set Seamus up with the lightblonde character.)

"Hey! Why did you do that!" the boy cried out, turning around.

Harry's mouth fell open when he saw whose ass he had just pinched.

"Malfoy?"

Draco smirked. "That is indeed still my name, thanks for remembering it, Potter."

Harry still couldn't say a word. He was just staring.

"Potter, I know my ass is absolutely perfect, but that doesn't give you the right to grope me when I'm walking past. So, why did you do that?"

Harry swallowed hard. "I was looking for somebody to set Seamus up with."

Draco sneered. "And why should I care about that?" And with that the blonde ex-Slytherin turned around and walked away.

Harry growled. "Dick!"

Seamus nodded absently. Seamus was staring at something completely different.

As soon as Harry's last comment had reached Draco's ears, he turned around (again) as quickly as he could. And with a rough nudge of his fist he had pushed Harry back.

"What did you say, Potter?"

"DICK! I said DICK, Malfoy! You're a DICK! I was just looking out for Seamus' happiness!"

"And why the *hell* should I care about YOUR friends?"

"I DON'T KNOW! Maybe you should care a bit more about others!"

"Yeah, tssk, whatever!" Draco said.

Harry breathed heavily and was staring at his ex-enemy who he hadn't seem for five years. Draco had grown a lot in the meantime. He became a lot more muscular, a bit longer and surely a lot more mature in his face. Harry couldn't deny it, but Draco was very handsome.

"Well? Potter? Too caught up in staring at me?"

Harry blushed. "No. I wasn't."

Draco smirked. "So, you eventually came out of the closet then, Potter?"

"What makes you think I'm gay, Malfoy? It's not that everything you want to happen, happens like you want it," Harry sneered.

"Potter, I don't know if you ever noticed, but you're in London's biggest gay club."

"Ow. Yeah." Harry felt terrible ashamed. He was a bit of a blonde underneath all that ravenblack hair.

"By the way, Potter, where is Seamus? I don't see him," Draco smirked, obviously contempt with Harry's friend's dissapearance.

"God! Seamus! Seamus! Where are you?" Harry cried out dramatically.

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