It was entirely a coincidence that Draco and Pansy had ended up at the same bar as Harry and his date. It was a stupid move on Draco’s part, seeing as he had no stakes in the relationship with Harry and he should just let it go, but he still wanted to see what he was up against, so to speak.<br/>It hadn’t helped that Pansy had caught the attention of some pretty girl and was now busy chatting her up, leaving Draco to silently pine. Sure, he could have gone out with his boyfriend, or what the hell ever Chad insisted that they were, but he also wasn’t in the mood to babysit a golden retriever. Besides, he had wanted to wear a dress and Chad was always weird about that.<br/>Sick of being the third wheel, Draco decided to go to the bar to get them, ie him, some more to drink. He hadn’t even realised that his flatmate had gotten up as well, before they basically collided at the bar, something that pleased Draco a little bit too much.<br/>“Hello stranger,” he said with a crooked grin as Harry approached. Draco was standing a lot taller than Harry than he usually was, due to the high stiletto heels he was wearing. It did help to highlight some of the differences between the two of them. “Fancy meeting you here.”