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Days of Wine and Roses
Chapter II
Harry was on cloud nine nowadays. The reason was someone named Mycroft Holmes. A man Harry met at Buckingham Palace. Mycroft called him when he was going to get drinks and guessed what Harry was going to drink.
"How did you know?" A bewildered Harry asked.
Mycroft launched stream of words and by the end of his explanation Harry stared at him in amazement. "That was brilliant." He said.
It was all started from there.
Harry was shocked when he found that Mycroft knew who he was. Mycroft also knew about the wizarding world.
"But how?" Harry asked.
"I audit books in some departments. It is very easy to deduct it from the materials." Mycroft replied smoothly.
Mycroft was a Muggle so he treated Harry normally. And Harry liked that. They talked through the dinner and when it was over, Mycroft asked if Harry wanted to have dinner with him.
"I would love to," Harry replied.
"Perfect." Mycroft replied and told him about when and where he would pick Harry for their first dinner date.
Hermione interrogated Harry once they returned to his house at Godric Hollow. He told her the truth.
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Mycroft picked him at Grimmauld Street. Harry had restored the Potter Cottage at Godric Hollow and he lived there. He also renovated Grimmauld Place. The house now was inhabited by Andromeda and Teddy. Harry of course, visited his godson from time to time.
A sleek black car stopped in front of him. The door opened and Harry climbed in.
"Good evening, Harry." Mycroft said.
"Evening, Mycroft." Harry replied.
Their destination was Italian restaurant named Luna Negra. Harry really enjoyed spending time with Mycroft.
When the dinner was over, Mycroft had him back to Grimmauld place.
"So, uhm...are we going to meet again?" he asked.
"Obviously." Mycroft replied. "Is next Saturday alright with you?" he asked.
"Yes," Harry replied, smiling.
"Splendid." Mycroft said. He took Harry's hand and pressed a kiss to the palm.
Harry blushed.
The next day, Mycroft send him his favourite food, treacle tart.
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The second and the third date were pretty much the same. Mycroft took him to restaurant for dinner and kissed his hand before he left. And the next day, the man would send him gift. Harry got a box of praline chocolate and nice red cashmere scarf.
"How do you know about the way to send me gift?" Harry had asked Mycroft.
"I have my ways," Mycroft replied mysteriously.
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For his fourth date, Mycroft took him to Science Museum. Harry loved the place. Science Museum traced the history of inventions from the first steam train to the battered command module from the Apollo 10 Space mission. Seven floors of exhibition space covered computing, medicine, photography, chemistry and physics. They had walked about one hour when Harry noticed that there was no other visitor aside of them.
"This place is amazing. I wonder why nobody comes to visit it," he commented.
Mycroft looked at him in amusement. "The museum is closed so we could have private tour." The man replied crisply.
Harry gaped at him. "What?" he croaked out.
"I arranged it with the Director. This place will be opened after lunch today." Mycroft said.
"You closed this place for me?" Harry asked in disbelief.
"Yes." Mycroft replied.
"Oh, Mycroft." Harry launched himself on the other man.
"Well, if that is the reaction I'm going to get every time I take you to museum then it's fortunate that London hosts hundreds of it." Mycroft said once Harry stopped kissing him.
"No one has ever done that for me before." Harry said. It was true. He was really flattered that Mycroft would do this for him.
"I glad that I'm the first and hopefully the last." Mycroft said smoothly.
For that comment, he was rewarded with another kiss.
"Thank you, Mycroft." Harry said once they broke apart.
"You're welcome," Mycroft said with the faintest hint of a smile. "We have two hours left. Let's make use of the time, shall we?"
Harry beamed at him.
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As expected, Hermione demanded to know about his date with Mycroft. He told her everything.
"Did you kiss him?" she asked teasingly.
"Yes," Harry replied.
Hermione's eyes widened.
When Harry thought about it, he actually didn't believe that he had done that. He was so happy with Mycroft that without thinking at all, he kissed the man.
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It was Valentine the next week. Harry truly hoped that Mycroft wasn't keen on the day. He still remembered the Valentine he spent at Madam Pudifoot's cafe. The memory still made him cringe. Thankfully, Mycroft's choice was far away from the pink cafe.
For their date that Saturday, Mycroft took him to HMS Belfast. It was a museum ship, originally a Royal Navy light cruiser, now permanently moored in London on the River Thames and operated by the Imperial War Museum. Like he did previously, Mycroft closed the museum so they could have private tour. The man led him around, telling him about the history of the ship without looking at the guidebook at all.
The guidebook divided the ship into three broad sections. The first of these, Life on the board the ship' focused on the experience of serving at sea. The second section contained core mechanical, electrical and communications systems. The third section, Action stations, included the upper deck and forward superstructure with the ship's armament, fire control and command facilities.
Harry was awed. During his childhood, the only place he ever visited was London zoo. And after that, he spent his life in wizarding world. Harry seldom ventured to Muggle world. But now, with Mycroft... the man was so nice and he treated Harry wonderfully.
The next day, it was Harry's turn. He asked Mycroft to come to Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. It was easier for Harry to show him the house rather than Potter Cottage that was located in Devon.
All of his friends, colleague and wizarding society knew that Harry was dating Mycroft. Rumours traveled fast and the gift Mycroft sent him every Monday didn't help at all. So he thought that it was time to introduce Mycroft to Hermione, Ron, Teddy and Andromeda.
"Read this," Harry gave him note with the address.
The house sprung into their view.
"Fascinating," Mycroft said.
Harry smiled at him.
"Harry!" Teddy was on him as soon as Harry entered the living room.
Harry lifted his godson and whirled him around.
Teddy giggled happily.
"Hello, Teddy." He said."How is my godson doing?" he asked.
"I'm good Harry." Teddy replied.
Harry cleared his throat. "Teddy, let me introduce you to Mycroft."
"Hi! I'm Theodore Remus Lupin but I'm called Teddy." Teddy said seriously. "I'm four years old and I love treacle tart, just like Harry."
Harry ruffled his godson's hair fondly.
"Hello, Teddy. I'm Mycroft Holmes. Nice to meet you." Mycroft said.
"Nice to meet you too, Mycroft." Teddy said. For four years old boy, Teddy was really smart.
"I have something for you." Mycroft continued. He took out soft toy from the paper bag he was carrying and gave it to Teddy.
Teddy's eyes widened at the sight of the cute wolf soft toy. "Wow! Thank you Mycroft." He said. "Look, Grandma!" he showed his new toy happily to Andromeda.
Apparently, Andromeda, Hermione and Ron were watching them from the door.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Madam Black." Mycroft greeted them.
"Mr. Holmes," Andromeda replied. "I've heard so much about you."
Kreacher showed up with drinks and cakes a moment later. Mycroft didn't show any sign of surprise to seeing a house elf for the first time in his life. But then again, Harry noticed that Mycroft had great control.
During conversation, Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Madam Black had changed into Hermione, Ron and Andromeda. Harry felt really weird. This must be what people felt when they brought their significant other home to introduce them to their family for the first time.
"Harry, why don't you see what Teddy is doing now?" Hermione said suddenly.
Harry exchanged look with Mycroft. The man looked amused by the situation so Harry relaxed and went to check his godson. Teddy was playing with his new toy. After ten minutes, he returned to the living room. Much to his relief, Mycroft was talking normally with Hermione, Ron and Andromeda. Harry was really curious as to what they said to Mycroft.
"Well?" he demanded once he had opportunity.
"Well what?" Mycroft asked.
"Mycroft, what did they say?" he asked.
"Common phrase usually uttered by family member in this situation," Mycroft replied cryptically.
Harry huffed in annoyance. "Should I expect threat from your family too?" he asked.
"Mummy would love you." Mycroft replied. "As for my brother, he might be wondering if you have lost your mind." He finished dryly.
Mycroft had told him about his younger brother. Sherlock was seven years younger than Mycroft and his curiosity often got him in trouble during his childhood. Mycroft was overprotective of him as the result and Sherlock got annoyed by it. Sherlock had screamed that Mycroft wasn't his mother so stopped babying him. When it was time for schooling, instead of Eton like Mycroft, Sherlock chose to enrol into Harrow. It continued to university. While Mycroft hoped that Sherlock would follow him to Oxford, his little brother went to Cambridge. Sherlock was on his last year in Cambridge now, taking courses in criminology, chemistry and biology.
"I told Mummy about you," Mycroft said. "She wants to meet you."
"Oh, alright." Harry replied.
Mycroft smiled and leaned down to kiss him.
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Holmes House was located in East Sussex. Mycroft took him there the next week. Harry was nervous about Violet Holmes. What if she didn't like him? But, it turned out that he didn't need to worry. Violet greeted him warmly. They talked and Violet told him stories about Mycroft and Sherlock's childhood.
"Mummy is rather worried that I will stay single forever."Mycroft explained it to him that night. "She is relieved when I told her about you. Of course, this mean that she will pay more attention to Sherlock now and my little brother will blame me."
They stopped in front of the door to Harry's room. Or, that was what Harry had assumed until he entered the room and found that it was actually Mycroft's bedroom.
"Uhm..."
Mycroft, noticing his discomfort, said. "The maid put your things here. Mummy is under impression that you will stay with me."
"Oh," Harry muttered.
"But the guestroom is ready. I shall escort you there." Mycroft said.
Harry took deep breath and gathered his courage. "There is no need for that." He said at last.
Mycroft raised his eyebrow.
"I'll stay here, with you." There, Harry finally said it.
Author's Note:
Hi. Thanks for reading and as always, please give me reviews. Harry Potter timeline is put backward to accommodate Sherlock's time line.
Harry meets with Mycroft at January 1998 and Mycroft proposed three months later. I saw this lovely winter wedding decoration by Preston Bailey but the colours are white, silver and blue. I don't think the coldness will suit Harry, Mycroft probably. So I decided for them to have spring wedding reception with lots of green trees. You guys can google it if you want to know. And if you have any ideas for their next dates or their wedding, you guys can tell me. Especially Londoners for interesting place, I mean this is Mycroft and Harry we're talking about.