Chapter 1
Harry was fixing his robes when Fleur hugged him from behind. ' Hey, you are looking fantastic, got yourself a date," Fleur asked with an impish smile playing on her lips. Harry just smiled at her, turned around and kissed her on the lips, " Yeah, with Dean, don't wait up my fair lady," Harry said sweetly.
" I won't my kind knight and by the way Harry the way your kissing, I might have never thought you were gay," Fleur said with a blush on her cheeks. Harry just chuckled, " If I were straight I would definitely have asked you out already and by the way Fleur sexual preference wouldn't hinder me from loving a great person like you, I love you Fleur Delacour-Weasley," he said with a sigh.
" Oh, come on, no one has called me that for a long time, Its Delacour only and I don't need you reminding everyone especially me that I once was a Weasley and by the way you knew all along I only had eyes for you, but thanks to your being gay I won't be able to have children, at least not with you," Fleur said pretending to be angry.
Harry picked her up and twirled her, placed her down again and pulled her close nearly kissing her again, " I'm sorry, but I do love you not just in a way you want me to, at least you still have me," Harry reasoned. Fleur only nodded and snaked her arms around Harry's neck and kissed him deep. Harry kissed back with intensity then pulled away.
Fleur let him go and smiled at little at herself, thankful for the fact that she did still have Harry. Harry pondered on the kiss they shared. " It wasn't like the kiss we always shared, its like I'm actually in love with her. She made my heart race and made me hold on for dear life, I felt as If, If I would let her go I'd never see her again," he thought.
He was interrupted when Dean kissed him, " Hey, sweetheart are you okay, you have been spacing out on me all night is there something bothering you," Dean asked him worried. " No, just thinking I was just reminiscing about I came to be with you," Harry replied.
" Why, is there something wrong with me, do you regret being with me or something, I don't want to loose you I love you way to much Harry," Dean said in panic. Harry hushed him, " No, no there nothing wrong with you, our relationship, but there is definitely wrong with me, I'm sorry I ruined our date," Harry apologized.
Dean pulled him up with him, " Stand there, okay," Dean ordered. Harry stood there and waited, Dean on the other hand looked at him and touched him, kissed him when he passed by Harry's lips then touched his round ass. " Nope, there is nothing wrong, your perfectly fine physically you're just thinking to much," Dean said impishly. Harry just chuckled and sighed, " I guess I am, I just missed you too much, I guess," Harry said.
Dean hugged him then turned him around and started to rub his shoulders. Harry just "mmmed," and gave in to Dean's wonderful hands. When Dean had finished Harry kissed him, " Thanks, you are good with your hands, just like Fleur," Harry said and instantly clasp a hand above his mouth. Dean quirked his eyebrow up, " You let Fleur give you massages," Dean asked suspiciously. " Yeah, why not," Harry replied innocently.
" You do, isn't that too intimate," Dean asked his voice raising. " There's nothing wrong If your best friend gives you a massage," Harry said defensively. " True, there is nothing wrong with you're best friend giving you a massages but If your best friend is Fleur Delacour then there is a great difference in it,' Dean said more agitated than before. ' What's the difference in it," Harry resounded. Dean fell back stunned that he can't say what was Fleur's offense in this whole argument.
" What Dean what's the great Difference If Fleur's the one who's giving the massage," Harry spat. Dean whispered something that Harry couldn't quite hear. " What was that Dean, I can't hear you, If you can't give me a decent answer then I would have to conclude that you are either jealous of my best friend or just plain full of bullshit," Harry said with spite in his voice.
" I said, because everybody knows that Fleur was always in love with you and I am jealous that you share intimate moments with her, but I'm your lover," Dean said looking sad. Harry kneeled in front of him and lifted his chin. " I love you Dean, but Fleur and I are best friends since after the tri-wizard tournament, and If I love her the way she is with me then I wouldn't be with you right now on this date telling you I love you," Harry explained then kissed Dean.
Dean smiled at him, " I'm sorry I overreacted, I should know better, I love you too Harry, and by the looks of the time it's late and I better pop you home before Fleur wakes up," Dean said with a yawn. " Yeah, I guess it's already 5:30 am," Harry agreed. Then were in a tight embrace and were kissing when then popped in the kitchen. Fleur wasn't surprised to see them in kitchen kissing when she pushed the door opened, however she was embarrassed to have broken such a private affair,
" I'm sorry guys, I thought no one was in here," Fleur said turning around then leaving them. Tears rolled down her eyes, she wiped them away quickly knowing Harry would come after her. She waited but Harry never came for her, she sighed and walked back to her room. She started to cry and just lay down with her eyes closed.
" I can't take this anymore, I have to stop waiting for him and it would take a miracle to make Harry straight,' Fleur said to herself. Then a knock came to her door, she didn't answer cause she knows its Harry. " Fleur, darling are you okay, I'm sorry I couldn't come as fast as before Dean kept me longer," Harry said his apology.
Fleur wiped her tears away and let Harry in. Harry walked towards her and hugged her tight. Fleur couldn't take it anymore, " I'm leaving Harry," Fleur said seriously. Harry held her in arms length, " ha ha nice joke, now come on It time for breakfast," Harry said then pulled Fleur, but she wouldn't move. Harry faced her again, " You are not joking are you, why did I do something wrong, we're best friends and best friends stick together right," Harry said with tears on his eyes.