Under the Mistletoe.
Summary.
After an argument breaks out on Christmas during which Harry reveals he is gay, the nineteen year old Harry leaves The Burrow and apparates to The Leaky Cauldron where he finds his old Quidditch Captain Oliver Wood.
Set after Deathly Hallows.
Rating due to references to kissing and sexual intercourse and some content referring to the consumption of alcohol and its effects (hangovers).
This story has a focus on the pairing PotterWood (Harry Potter and Oliver Wood). Other pairings shown but not in explicit detail are Ron and Hermione, Bill and Fleur, George and Angelina, Percy and Audrey, and Molly and Arthur, also a couple of small references to Harry having had a past relationship with Ginny and a past relationship with Cho, but nothing explicit.
Like with a lot of fanfics may be some OOCness, but I don't know the characters as well as JKR does.
Disclaimer: Unlike what I would like I do not own the world of Harry Potter, if I did Harry would have ended up with Draco or Oliver, but that's what fanfics are for.
Problems.
December the twenty-fifth, 1999.
Over a year and a half since the end of the second wizarding war and although mid-afternoon the Weasley family were still opening gifts around him, noisily talking, Hermione sitting next to Ron holding his hand with an engagement ring on her finger, soon to be a Weasley as well, a parcel got pressed into Harry's hands, he opened it, a Weasley jumper, just like every year since he had met the family. Yet Harry couldn't help but be reminded of what the war had done to the family, no matter whether they put on happy faces and took part in festivities, Harry was reminded that Fred was absent from their number, when similar to last year one present was left unwrapped, it was addressed to Fred, probably a Weasley jumper. Bill's face was still scarred, he was sitting on the sofa next to his wife, Fleur, who was pregnant, and Fleur had finally got a Weasley jumper of her own. George was still missing his ear, he was deep in talk with his girlfriend, Angelina, their mutual loss of his twin had brought them together. Even Percy was there, he and his new wife had been welcomed into the family with open arms, and Charlie had even decided to come from Romania to visit. Harry noticed Ginny looking at him, the red-haired girl still had a crush on him and had nearly died during the battle, and he faked a smile and pulled his jumper over his head, messing up his already fairly messy black hair even more and feeling as if he couldn't actually be a true part of the family, he wasn't a Weasley and probably never would be no matter how much they liked each other.
"Harry, are you alright mate?" Ron whispered into Harry's ear.
"I'm fine." He muttered, shoving his thoughts into the back of his mind, "So, have you two set a date yet for the wedding?" Harry said louder, quickly changing the subject, ready for a new train of thought.
Hermione butted in "Well, we were thinking maybe sometime this summer, maybe June."
This caused an outbreak of talking about the wedding.
He heard George tell Ginny that maybe she could be Harry's date, to which Harry pointed out they weren't going out anymore so there's no point.
"Harry, George said a date, to my wedding, he didn't say you two had to get married and have children or something like that." Ron told him.
"I know, sorry. Actually I was planning on going alone." He said limply, the talking had lulled.
"Harry, why not go with me?" Ginny asked.
"Sorry, but no." Harry replied, Ginny although she quickly looked away, appeared to get a little upset at his reaction.
"'Sorry, but no.' It's just a one-time thing Harry, it won't kill you." Hermione said.
"Harry haven't you messed around with my sister's feelings enough? Acting interested then not, then you are then you're not." Ron told his best friend. "Why not?"
"I'm actually gay." Harry said, quietly, saying it out loud for the first time.
"Gay? You're gay? Then why'd you go out with her in the first place? Or Cho?" Ron asked, a suspicious look in his eyes, the volume of his voice rising.
"I was confused." Harry replied, standing up, he apologized before stating he was going to get some fresh air, he walked out of the room quickly before Ron could stop him, he could hear Ron shouting swearwords after him.
Hermione had followed and caught up with Harry in the back garden. She questioned him on why he hadn't said anything before.
"I was confused, I didn't know what to think or how to put it into words."
"How long have you known, Harry?" She asked, she didn't sound like she was judging him. "I'm happy you could tell us. Eventually."
"Last year, I think. Something just clicked in my brain, I wasn't confused anymore. I don't think I'll be welcome back in there today. Ron doesn't sound too happy." He said, gesturing towards The Burrow, he used the Summoning Charm and his things appeared rushing out of the house to get to him, fortunately most of it was in his trunk apart, he shoved what little that wasn't into his trunk apart from his broom. "I'll stay at Grimmauld Place or somewhere tonight, I'll be back tomorrow, to talk this all mess through. I'll see you then Hermione."
"Bye Harry." Hermione said, watching as her friend dissapparated, knowing that whatever she said she couldn't stop him from leaving.