_________________________________<br/><br/>Even sitting in the far end of the bar, Harry couldn't hep but notice the minute Draco and his friend stepped into the bar. For a crowded bar, Harry still managed to, every now and then, get a brief but clear view of the pair whenever the crowd behind Charlie dispersed or shifted. Draco had been at the bar for the last hour or so, and Harry had found it to be terribly distracting.<br/>Harry was enjoying himself, finding Charlie to both be charming and pretty, and hadn't thought his involuntary, stolen glances at Draco had been anything out of the ordinary. That was, until Draco suddenly got up to go to the bar.<br/>Too abruptly, Harry sputtered a, "Let me get you another drink, yeah?"<br/>His eyes only found Charlie after speaking, and despite his smile, he saw her repress an urge to glance across her shoulder in search for whatever had caught Harry's eye.<br/>"Sure," she said, good humored and, most importantly, unbothered. "Get yourself one too, I hate drinking alone."<br/>Harry's smile changed at that, the corner of his mouth pulling up into a crooked grin. He was already in the process of standing up. "Another pint and a soda for the sake of solidarity."<br/>"Exactly." Charlie returned the grin, and unexpectedly, it made Harry's heart skip a beat.<br/>Not knowing how to address that, he offered her another little smile, before crossing the room towards the same end of the bar as Draco; who, looked in a way that quickly made history of Charlie's smile.