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Summery: Harry sits down and writes about his life sense he left school. He tells everything that has happened to him. SLASH HPOW.

Rating: T

You all know who I am and my story. Everyone in the world does. You know that my parents were both murdered when I was a baby consequently I was raised by my abusive aunt and uncle. Most of you know what happened to me while I was at school so I won't bore you with the details. What you don't know is what I did with my life after I left Hogwarts. That is what I'm about to tell you. I know that some of you have herd things not all of them are true as you will soon find out.

I have lived in Scotland sense I was 17. I don't live aloe I never have. The thought of being alone in life is scary, I was alone most of my childhood and I never want to be alone ever again. This brings up the question of who I live with. The answer is Oliver Wood.

We came in contact with each other when he and his team came to watch the last game of the season during my seventh year. We won of course and he came to congratulate me. He started a conversation about well I'm not exactly sure anymore. I do know that I wound up telling him that I wasn't sure were I was going to live after school. I would have gone to the Weasley's house but most of them had died in the final battle only three are still alive, Bill, Charlie, and Ginny. The conversation went on from there. He offered to let me come and live with him until I felt comfortable living on my own.

I was hesitant at first but eventually gave in. Over the next few weeks we met on the weekends in Hogsmede. We shopped for some furniture because the room that I would be sleeping in had none to speak of. The whole process brought us closer and we got to know each other. When we weren't shopping we were in The Three Broomsticks talking and eating. That's how I knew that he was gay before he told me. I could see it in the way he acted, not that he was flamboyantly gay but, I could tell. You know what they say it takes a gay to see a gay and its true. Surprising? I bet that that's a roomer that you didn't believe it, however, is true.

Moving along, Oliver picked me up from the train station on the last day of school. I was so happy to see him that I hugged him hard. He seemed kinda shocked about it. We went to say hi to Bill and Charlie who were there to pick up Ginny. Charlie smiled at the two of us and talked to Oliver in private, I to this day do not know what they talked about. What I do know is that Oliver turned very white. I promised to write to them and we were on our way to Scotland.

When we arrived at his house I was amazed. I was a medium sized house with four bedrooms and three and a half bathrooms. Oliver showed me around then he helped me unpack. That's when he saw the magazines that I had in the bottom of my trunk. I remember his reaction very clearly.

Flashback

"Harry, what are these?" Oliver asked as I was hanging my robes up in the closet in my room. I turned and saw him looking at the cover of a male porn magazine.

"Nothing!" I said blushing like a radish. Embarrassed, that I hadn't managed to put them away before he saw them.

"Harry, these are male porn magazines. They aren't nothing." He stated looking me in the eye.

"I..." what was I supposed to say to him. I thought as I sat on my bed knowing that I had been caught red handed. I mean what am I going to say, oh by the way Oliver I'm gay. Just because I think that he might be gay doesn't mean that he is for all I know he could be a homophobic.

"You what Harry" I looked down at my feet blushing slightly ashamed. "Wait a minute, you're gay aren't you Harry?" A look of dawning appearing on his face. This only caused me to blush harder as I nodded my head yes. He wrapped me up in a hug. "It's okay. I am too." This caused me to laugh. "What?" he asked

"I thought you were. I just knew by your mannerisms. It just seemed to all seem right." I said in response.

End Flashback

After he found them we both came out to each other. We didn't start going out until a few months later. Before that however we got the chance to look through all the magazines. That was fun. I started going to his games and it was there that I realized how bad that their seeker was. He had the talent to do it but, it didn't look like he had the strategy or the right training. I started talking to Oliver about it. As it turned out they didn't have a seeker coach because every coach that they had had moved along in their career. They were afraid of Eric their seeker because he was gay.

That's how I got my job. I started rambling on about strategies to the team coach. He seemed impressed about it. Then he asked how I knew so much about quiddich and strategy. I the proceeded to tell him that I played quiddich at school and that I was one of the best seekers to ever go through the school. He offered the job to me on the spot. I didn't take it right away but in the end I did.

This was a really big turning point in my life with Oliver. We both saw each other more and grew closer. We would go to work and then we would act like we did in public. The most the team ever saw about us is that we were good friends that lived together, not because we couldn't afford to live alone but because we didn't want to live alone. At home it was different, we would gossip about the latest news and share our opinions about the guys.

One day I slipped up and mentioned that I liked Oliver to Oliver. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates. We were at home at the time luckily. He shook his head as if he were hearing things and then pulled me into the most passionate kiss that I have ever had. We only came up for air when both of us couldn't breathe any longer. I nuzzled my head into his heck and mumbled that that had been the best mistake that I had ever made.

From that point on we were together in the romantic sense of the word. Not that anyone at work knew that. Neither of us were ready for the team to know about us. We would spend the evenings on the couch cuddled up against one another. When we weren't with the team we were inseparable. Even in public we would steal a kiss now and then. Once we had been dating for about two months I could hardly keep my eyes off of Oliver.

One day when we got home from work he told me the he had noticed that I had been looking at him. I blushed and he laughed at me then kissed me. That night was the most amazing night of my life. It was pure pleasure. I remember it like it was yesterday after all it was my first time.

Flashback

"Hey Harry," Oliver said grabbing me from behind and kissing me on the cheek. "I noticed that you spent a lot of time checking me out today."

"You look amazing, and really hot." I said turning around in his arms and kissing him back.

"Oh really, and all this time I thought that you were the hot one." he said and covered his mouth with mine.

I felt his tongue on my lips begging for entrance which I granted. He started moving me toward his bedroom unbuttoning my shirt in the process. When we arrived in his room he pushed me backwards on his bed. I immediately started undressing him. It wasn't long before we were both nude and he took over from there.

He sucked on my nipples making them hard and erect. I groaned with pleasure as he started rolling my balls around in his hand and the took my hard cock into his mouth and started bobbing his head up and down teasing me. Then out of seemingly nowhere he turned me over so that I was laying on my stomach only a minute later I felt a greased finger enter me and then a second one. Then they touched a place that made me gasp with pleasure. Oliver then started to touch that spot in me making me feel a immeasurable amount of pleasure. Then his fingers were replaced with his cock. He pushed it in a little then the rest of the way in hitting that spot. he pulled out again and then back in again. He did this three more times and I came screaming. He came shortly thereafter.

We fell to a heap on his bed all sweaty and smelling strongly of sex. We fell asleep in our arms

End Flashback

After that first time we had more sex than we slept and when we do sleep we sleep in our bed. I sleep there now and we have our room we no longer separate his from mine it's ours.

AN: This is my first attempt at a slash fic. I hoped you liked it. Any reviews are welcome.

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