Not a No, is it? (слэш)

Harry glanced around the dimly lit club with a practiced eye. He’d seen it all before – not this specific club, but others like it. They were all the same, really. Dim lights, loud music, alcohol, a dancefloor, and a seating area. His eyes travelled the length of the room and then back again when something caught his eye. He nearly dropped his drink – criminal, given how much they charged – as he realised that there was just one wizard who stuck out among the others. Not in the way Harry would have imagined, had he imagined such a scenario at all.
Not that he had – until about a second prior, he’d had no idea at all that Severus Snape might fancy men.
He gulped down the rest of his drink and approached Snape – likely, they’d be shouting at each other in seconds anyway, so it probably wouldn’t take up much of his time.
Either way, it'd be less boring than his usual visits to these places, he was pretty sure.