This is my first time writing a Harry Potter fic. I hope it goes well ;)
Warning: This is a Yaoi fanfic. Don't Like, Don't Read. Simple.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and characters do not belong to me. They belong to J.K Rowling and Warner Bros.
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On With the Story...
Harry POV
*Knock, Knock, Knock*
"Ughn" I groaned. 'Who is knocking on my door at-' I check my clock '-half 2 in the morning. Some people actually sleep believe it or not.' I whined in my head. I get out of bed, grumbling to myself about sleep and annoying door knockers, then head down the stairs for the door. 'They better not expect to be invited in; I don't let anyone in at this time of the morning.'
I opened the door to tell the person on the other side to leave, until I see who it is. "Bill."
'Ok, my crush can be an exception.'
"Come on in, you look terrible."
"Thanks" came the reply.
We moved into the living room of #12 Grimmauld Place, where Bill got comfortable on the couch. "Tea, Coffee?" I asked, trying to be a good host. Even if it is half 2 in the morning.
"Tea please" Bill answered. I went into the kitchen to make the tea.
Once it was done, I returned to the living room and gave Bill his tea then I sat in the chair opposite and sipped my tea. When the silence had dragged on for too long I asked "Care to tell me why your here so early in the morning?"
"Me and Fleur are getting a divorce," He said so seriously I knew it wasn't a joke.
"But why, she is the girl of your dreams." I answered back.
"I know."
"So why did she ask for a divorce?"
"She didn't, I did."
"I don't understand. What exactly did you say to her?"
"That I was in love with another man so I want a divorce." Was the unexpected answer Bill gave.
"And by the red mark on your cheek I guess she didn't take it wel- wait...Did you say another man?" I asked dumbly.
"Yes...Does that bother you?"
"No, It's just...She was the woman of your dreams."
"Yes, but my dreams have changed and now I have the chance to go after the man of my dreams," Bill said with so much passion.
"Well...Go for it. You deserve to be happy."
Bill POV
When I heard his confirmation to go for it, I went for it. I leaned in closer to catch Harry's beautiful pouty lips, when he pulled back away from me. "I can't" I heard him say. I frowned.
"Why?"
"I can't do this to Fleur"
I leaned in again to try and get his mind of someone else when he said, "I think you should leave."
At those words I felt like I had been stabbed in the heart. Yet I rose to my feet and walked out of the house, tea forgotten. When I was out of the wards, I apparrated to the burrow. 'Why does it have to be so complicated?'
