Author: Muttzrock

Title: Bedtime story

Chapter Title: Realisation and Acceptance

Disclaimer: OWN NOTHING! NOT ONE DROP!

Pairings: Adult Harry/Draco, mentions of Oliver/Marcus, eventually young Harry/Draco

Warnings: Language and sexual incidents but nothing too explicit.

Summary 1: In the future, Harry and Draco are married with kids. They tell them the story on how they got together.

Summary 2: Harry and Draco both find an attraction for their captains and find out things about themselves as Oliver and Marcus hide their relationship from the rest of Hogwarts.

Notes: First time Harry Potter fic, please be nice when sending comments.

"How did you and daddy get together dad?" Daniel asked as he cuddled further into his warm snug bed. Harry was sat on the bed, playing with his 11 yr old son's hair.

"That's a very long story, maybe next time"

"But dad, I'm going to Hogwarts tomorrow" Harry knew that, he hated it, he'll miss his sons like hell and he's not sure how'll he'll be able to cope.

He looked at the older of his twins. Daniel had jet black hair, warm smile and he wore glasses like Harry but he had sharp grey eyes like Draco's.

"Please dad, I really want to know" just then Draco opened the door and smiled lovingly at his son and husband.

"We're not the only three here" Draco said "Thomas I know you're here"

A sigh came from the side of the room, then Thomas took off the invisibility cloak and glared at Draco, he walked forward and sat on the bed.

"Well I want to hear the story too" Thomas was the spitting image of Draco apart from his green eyes that he inherited from Harry.

Both Harry and Draco knew exactly what houses the twins would be in, Dan would be in Gryffindor, he was brave and loyal, while Tom was sneaky and cunning, definitely a Slytherin.

"Please dads tell us" Dan asked as he got out of the covers, sticking out his bottom lip and giving his dads 'puppy-dog eyes'.

Harry and Draco looked at each other and with the eyes decided of the answer. Draco sat on the bed, pulling Dan in for a hug, he was sad that the twins were leaving but he was trying to be a bit more discreet about it.

"Ok, but you two have to go to sleep straight after" Harry told the twins, Dan nodded happily as he rested his head on Draco's chest, Tom shrugged , attempting to hide his jealously of his brother's attention. Harry saw this and he moved closer to the young blonde and kissed him on the cheek while pulling him closer, Tom didn't let on, that he liked the contact.

When the four were settled on the bed, Harry started to tell them the story. "Well it all began in our 3rd yr when we found out that we…you know"

"Liked blokes" Tom smirked.

"Well yes, but it was in our 4th yr when we started to notice each other" with that Draco winked at his husband making him blush "But it wasn't until our 7th yr when we finally got together".

At the age of 13 Harry knew he liked boys, ever since he saw Oliver Wood's sweaty naked body after Quittich training, the beautiful Scott with muscles rippled through his skin, his lightly tanned body, made Harry feel weak in the knees. Harry could feel himself beginning to get aroused by the sight and without warning Oliver turned round and caught Harry ogling him. Harry blushed wildly and couldn't believe he could get anymore embarrassed then he was at that moment. He expected Oliver to hide himself, to look away in disgust, but he surprised Harry by smiling knowingly at him, then continued to change into his clothes.

That night Harry looking at the Marauder's map, feeling restless, he watched as the footmarks walked across the paper. Harry's eyes flew wide open seeing Oliver and Marcus standing closely together with what looks like Oliver's back to the wall. Harry guessed that they must be fighting or something, the Gryffindor in Harry made him get out of bed and help Oliver, it was his way of thanking him and maybe seeing why Oliver was so accepting of Harry's lust for him.

As Harry walked fully clothed through the corridors of Hogwarts minding not to run into Mrs Norris or Filch or worse Snape. Harry started to hear moaning, he started to walk closer to the sound. It sounded like Oliver, Harry peaked round this one corner and his jaw dropped to the ground as his eyes popped out of his skull. Oliver Wood had his back leaning against the wall, with his shirt undone having Marcus Flint of all people sucking his neck. Harry then realised that Marcus's hand was down Oliver's trousers.

"Marcus…" Oliver moaned "I need you" Marcus crushed Oliver's lips with a searing kiss and it was only then did Harry realise that there was a door near them, because Marcus opened the door and practically shoved Oliver through it.

Harry at the moment wanted to feel disgusted, they were arch-rivals, they hated each other, every time he seen them shake hands before a match it looked like they were trying to break each other's fingers. Yes, Harry did want to feel disgusted, disturbed, mortified or even angry but he didn't instead he felt horny, really, really horny. That was possibly the hottest thing he ever saw. Harry knew from that moment he was gay or bi at least, because no straight man would get so turned on by the thing that he just saw. He quickly made his way back to his room and wanked himself off silently, thinking about the two gorgeous captains he saw going at it.

Draco had the same experience but he noticed Marcus. Like Harry noticing Oliver after practise, after the Slytherin practise, Draco couldn't help noticing how well built Marcus was and how masculine he looked compared to a lot of other players. Even though Marcus's dental record was much to be desired for, his smile always gave him a predator's nature, which made Draco's blood run down to his other brain. Marcus turned round and saw where Draco's eyes had previously been, Draco would have blushed but Marcus winked at him, leaving Draco stunned.

A couple of nights later Draco went out to the Quittich pitch hoping to get some practise in, but when he got to the changing rooms, his heart stopped as he saw the most unbelievable thing ever. Marcus and Oliver were dressed only in their boxers, rolling around the floor, kissing passionately. Draco was mesmerised by the sight, his mouth went dry as his pants got painfully tighter. It looked like Marcus was dry humping Oliver, and by the moans passing Oliver's lips, he sounded like he was enjoying it. Draco then realised that he better leave now and ignore practise, he left quickly leaving the two 7th years to express their rather surprising fondness for each other privately.

Getting into the shower Draco stroked himself remembering the sight of the two men together. If Draco wasn't gay before he definitely was now.

"So dad you liked Uncle Oliver and daddy you liked Uncle Marcus?" Dan asked feeling slightly surprised by that

"Yeah but not as nearly as much as we like each other" Harry explained then kissed Draco to prove his point.

"So what did you see when you saw Uncle Oliver and Marcus?" Tom asked as he hugged his pillow and rested his chin on it for comfort.

Harry and Draco looked at each other, and then looked back at the twins.

"We saw them hugging each other and kissing each other nicely" answered Draco, unwilling to tell his very innocent children the whole truth.

"Ok" Dan and Tom said in unison "Continue" Tom said.

"Well…" Harry continued.

Harry contemplated talking to Oliver, he needed some advice. Everyday it became clearer each passing moment that Harry preferred boys, especially after when he saw two girls kissing and he felt nothing, well maybe a bit nauseous but that might be from that thing he ate at Hagrid's. On the whole, not one woman did anything for him, he contemplated the thought, that maybe because he was only 13 he was too young to fancy girls, maybe he was slow at maturing, but then he remembered Oliver and Marcus together and some of the other boys, and that always got him excited.

"Hey Harry" Oliver said as he walked passed smiling. 'Obviously had a nice night with Marcus' Harry thought to himself.

"Oliver, can I ask you something?" 'Damn, learn to control your mouth Potter' Harry scolded himself as he realised he said the words. Oliver looked at him then walked to the couch to sit by him.

"What's up Harry?"

"Well I think I might be gay, and I know you are too, because I've seen you kissing Marcus Flint, not that I go out looking for you, and it's not like I'm a pervert because it was only that one time I saw you, and I've been thinking about lads and it turns me on, and I thought about girls and they don't turn me on, so it seems that I must be definitely gay, or maybe not, I mean I don't feel gay, I'm just Harry, who likes blokes, and you don't seem gay when you don't have Flint's hand down your pants and you begging him, but you don't seem gay, but you must be, and oh my god how will Ron and Hermione take the news that I'm gay and what about…" Harry screeched without taking a breath, he only stopped when he was interrupted because Oliver put his hand over his mouth.

"Harry, breath!" Oliver removed his hand and looked warmly at Harry, Harry was his friend and he cared about him "It's ok"

"It is?"

"Of course"

"You're not mad at me for seeing you and Flint together"

"Only if you had told someone"

"I haven't told a soul"

"Good, because me and him want to be secretive"

"Secretive! You two were practically doing it in the middle of the corridors!"

"Harry, keep your voice down!" hushed Oliver. Even though there was no students in the common room, there could easily have anyone walked in on them.

"Sorry" Harry blushed, and he felt Oliver put a hand to his shoulder.

"Its ok, if you're gay Harry, there's nothing wrong with it. I don't know how muggles view gay relationships, but it's mostly accepted in the wizarding world, we have pregnancy spells and potions so that men can have babies, don't worry Harry, I'll look after you" Oliver smiled and Harry smiled back, he felt calmer and he was glad that he had someone to talk to.

"Thanks Oliver and you should know, if you have any problems with you know…Flint and you have no-one else to talk to, I'm all ears" Harry told him as he figured Oliver didn't have any one to talk to about his relationship with the Slytherin seeker.

"Thanks Harry, I really appreciate it, oh and thanks for not freaking out about me and Marcus" The memory of Oliver and Flint popped into his head and he blushed slightly.

Draco acted a lot different when he told Marcus he was gay, Draco basically said.

"Look Marcus I know your having it off with that Wood bloke. I'm gay too, so unless you want me telling the whole school, you won't tell anyone about me and listen to me go on about hot blokes I've seen" If Marcus was surprised by Draco's statement he didn't show it in his facial features. They were in Slytherin common room, it was empty, Draco was resting in his favourite leather chair, while Marcus was lounging on the couch.

"So you know about me and Oliver then?"

"Yep"

"And you've kept it to yourself?"

"Of course"

"Thanks" Draco was stunned.

"You said thanks!"

"Did I?" Marcus grimaced "Oliver's wearing off on me"

"Since when was it 'Oliver'"

"Since the first time he opened his legs out for me. And don't pretend the thought of that doesn't turn you on"

"I'm not saying anything" Draco said as he rolled his eyes.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know. When did you realise you were gay, you don't look the type"

"When I was 16, Oliver was 15. I remembered fighting with him in the corridors, with his annoying Gryffindor friends, and I saw him get really angry, his eyes were dilated, his face was bright red and I just thought, God, this bloke is so gorgeous" Draco snorted and Marcus glared at him.

"Do you want me to tell you this story or not?"

"Fine, please continue, you're story of how you realised you were a shirt lifter"

"Prick. Well after the incident, I just kept noticing him, and I wandered why I never noticed any girls. I kissed a girl once, it was awful, she wanted it to be soft and romantic and all the shite that comes with it. She was such a…girl. She allowed me to touch her breasts, they felt odd, it made me feel physically sick, they were just so…pathetically soft and squishy. It confirmed I was gay"

"Interesting enough, so how did you start your degrading affair with the Scottish Gryffindor"

"We had a fight, I slammed him against a wall, and he was looking at me with those eyes, he was just so angry and so was I, and the next thing I knew, I had his tongue down my throat and my hands on his arse"

"Nice"

"Very"

"I'm guessing you haven't told your parents the delightful news"

"No but I'm going to" Draco cocked an eyebrow

"Oh?"

"I want my parents to know, they have a queer for a son. I know exactly what I'm going to write in the letter. Dear mum and dad. Fuck you, I'm gay. Stick your money up your arses. You'll probably get this letter when I'm shooting in my boyfriend's hole. Love from Marcus. PS my boyfriend's a Gryffindor" Marcus grinned at the sight on Draco's face.

"Are you mad?"

"No, I just hate my parents"

"Clearly, but can you live without money"

"I'm sighed up to join the Falmouth Falcons after Hogwarts"

"Assuming you don't have to repeat a year again"

"Fuck you, you know I don't have to talk about this with you"

"Of course you do, I'm your favourite seeker. Admit it I'm the only one on the Quittich team you can even stand"

"Nice ego Draco!"

"Thanks, I pride myself on it!"

"Git!"

"Yet you're still talking to me"

"Only because I can't be arsed getting up"

Harry was feeling very depressed, he had found out that Sirius Black was his godfather and that he betrayed his parents, and he was wanting comfort, but he tried hard not to let anyone know. He went to the Quittich changing rooms, he wanted to get change and practise, he liked flying, it was a time where he didn't have to think about anything.

"What are you doing here Potter!" 'Oh how the powers that be, must hate me!' thought Harry as he heard Draco's voice.

"Get lost Draco!" Just then they both heard a faint shouting.

"What's that? Sounds like Marcus"

"Sounds like Oliver"

They both walked to the changing rooms where the arguing was going on. When they saw sight of the couple, they his hid and watched them unnoticed.

"What is your problem?" Oliver asked, he looked so confused, like he didn't understand why they were even in this situation, but he also looked close to tears.

"You want to know what my problem is do you?" Marcus was red in the face, getting ready for a fight.

"Yes! That would be nice to know!"

"My problem is that you'd choose loyalty over you're fucking house over me!"

"What!"

"You heard!"

"If this is about me breaking up with you, it had nothing to do with my friends!" Oliver didn't even believe his own words.

"Fuck that! It had everything to do with that!"

"No it didn't!"

"Then why did you end it! Decided you were straight did you? That Katie Bell has always been sniffing around you! That dirty slag!" Marcus spat the name.

"Shut up! And what the fuck are you talking about!"

"I'm talking about the fact that the minute your mates saw us kissing, you dumped me like I was nothing to you!"

"You weren't" whispered Oliver, lying through his teeth.

"You don't mean that" the normally cold Slytherin captain was close to tears, and all Oliver wanted to do was hold him and tell him that he didn't mean, that he didn't mean any of it. But he couldn't, yes he was a coward and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Yes I do, Flint" Oliver quickly walks away, leaving a stunned Marcus behind him. As he leaves, Harry follows him as Draco walks to a shocked Marcus.

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