Disclaimer: I do not own nor will I ever own Harry Potter and Thief

Author's Notes: I'm sorry that this has taken so long to update , I have had computer problems , writer's block and life has been getting in the way . I have a new laptop now so I am now working on my fanfiction more than I used to so I am glad to finally be able to update this fic. I have no beta reader for this fic so far so any and all mistakes or typos you find are all mine . I have been told in a comment on AO3 that Garrett was out of character in chapter 1 so I am sorry if it is the same for this chapter as well. I hope everyone likes this chapter and again I am sorry that it has taken me this so long to update!

The next day Harry Potter woke up, he put on his glasses and stared around him at his surroundings as he still sat in bed. The memory of being escorted home by a masked man dressed in black popped into his head. From what he could remember the masked man had been the exact same man who had stolen money from him only months before and if he was remembering correctly the man's name was Garrett.

Harry soon got out of the bed and started to get dressed for the day, putting on a pair of long pants and a button up shirt. His thoughts went to the thief, he hoped that the thief hadn't gotten himself caught and had made it safely back home to wherever he lived because while the masked man had stolen from him the other man hadn't actually wanted to hurt Harry. The other man had even worried about him and had walked Harry home in an attempt to protect him.

Harry knew the thief was a wanted criminal and that the man had a reputation as the Master Thief but Harry didn't care. The other man was a thief, not a murderer and Harry felt that he had nothing to fear from the thief.

Once Harry was dressed he ate breakfast and after brushing his teeth left the house for work.

That night only an hour or two after dark , Harry had just finished eating his dinner when he heard what he thought sounded like the sound of knocking upon glass . The sound was quiet and came from his bedroom upstairs but Harry had heard it.

A frown made it's way upon Harry's face as he went upstairs to his bedroom, green eyes widening with surprise as he pulled back the curtain of the window and saw Garrett crouching upon the ledge of the window. Garrett was dressed fully in black, his mask stopping just above the nose and exposing just a small amount of his face.

Though it was dark outside Harry recognized the thief and he opened up the window to let the man inside. Garret stared at Harry for a moment before entering inside the house through the window.

Harry watched Garrett as the thief carefully climbed in , the light of the candle that sat upon his bedside table made it a little easier to see more of the man before him . Garrett was a thin man but Harry could definitely see a decent amount of muscle on him, and from what amount of face that was exposed Harry could see a faint scar on one side of the face. Garrett also had brown eyes that were gazing at him intently, the thief too observing Harry's appearance just for a moment.

"So um do you want something to drink Garrett?" Harry asked. "There's tea and coffee or if you want I have some alcohol if you want that"

Garrett stared at Harry, considering Harry's offer. After a moment he gave a small nod, "Tea...please" he said quietly.

Harry smiled slightly before then leading Garrett to the kitchen where he offered the thief a seat at the table. Harry then got out a couple of cups before starting to prepare the tea.

"So ...um did you get home alright last night Garrett? I remember you walking me home"

Garrett nodded, "Yes, don't ...Don't worry, I wasn't caught" he said.

Harry smiled as he heard Garrett's words, Garrett had gone out of his way to take home safely so he didn't want the man to get into trouble because of him ...even if the thief was a criminal.

For the next couple of moments while Harry prepared the tea neither of them spoke, a shy and awkward silence filling the room. Garrett stared at Harry, hesitance and anxiety soon appearing in his eyes as a cup of tea was set in front of him.

Something like this was new to Garrett, he didn't often have tea with someone he had previously stolen from. He felt nervous and hesitant, almost expecting to see the City Watch burst through the kitchen door and arrest him for the crimes he had committed against the city, a frown on his face as he thought to himself that Harry shouldn't be doing this for him. Garrett was a thief, he regularly stole from countless homes every night and here Harry was politely serving him tea with a small smile on his face.

Harry wore a smile on his face as he sat down opposite Garrett, who appeared extremely nervous.

"Hey , I haven't reported you to the City Watch Garrett don't be so nervous , okay?"

Garrett frowned. "I'm sorry ..." he mumbled. "I'm not used to this sort of thing". Garrett's brown eyes went down to his cup, "I shouldn't be here alone with you, I'm a thief" he murmured. "You shouldn't have allowed me into your home, I could steal from you again"

"I'm willing to accept that risk" Harry spoke as he brought his cup up to his lips, a green eyed gaze upon Garrett.

Garrett's frown remained, still feeling like he shouldn't be here but nevertheless he lowered his mask and raised the cup of tea to his lips.

After drinking their individual cups of tea Garrett told Harry he should be leaving as he had jobs he needed to do.

"Sure, please visit again" Harry said with a smile.

Garrett gave a small quick nod before thanking Harry for the tea and leaving through the same window he had entered to get into the house.

After that night Garrett visited again whenever he wasn't on a job and whenever he could risk visiting the other man.

During these visits that Garrett made to Harry's home they would have a drink each and share pleasant conversation together before Garrett would leave to go to do his job. On the nights when Garrett didn't have any jobs that needed to be done, he would stay longer and they would enjoy each other's company until late into the night.

As the months passed by the pair both found themselves quite enjoying the company of the other man and were more comfortable around each other, though despite this, both men still knew very little of each other.

Garrett's mind was often plagued of thoughts of Harry and he now not only wanted to kiss the other man but also do other things to Harry as well ... impure things.

So far their relationship had been purely platonic , Garrett hadn't made any advances toward Harry nor did Garrett think that Harry had done the same for him. Garrett had taken Harry's drunken words the night he helped Harry home as just that , drunken words . Garrett didn't actually believe that Harry had meant anything romantic by it , though about his own words of admiration that he had said to Harry Garrett wasn't too sure .

Garrett was careful with his actions around Harry , he liked Harry ...had developed an romantic attachment ...attraction to him. He was afraid of rejection , of allowing someone to see the real him ...Garrett was afraid . After-all why would anyone want to risk losing everything in their life to be involved with someone in his profession?

However, it wasn't just the fear of rejection why the thief was hesitant to confess his feelings to Harry. Garrett also knew that if he and Harry got involved in a romantic relationship together he would be putting Harry in possible danger. If Harry were to get arrested or hanged for associating and protecting , Garrett, a wanted criminal then it would be all of Garrett's fault.

Garrett's romantic feelings for Harry weren't the only thing that the thief was keeping from Harry however. Garrett had also noticed some things about Harry, things that Harry had obviously attempted to hide from the thief but Garrett was quite good at seeing and noticing things that most people would have never noticed or ignored.

There was a photo album on a bookcase in Harry's living room where the photos inside actually moved, the books Harry owned …. some of them had been turned the other direction so as to hide the title. Garrett out of curiosity took a chance when Harry wasn't in the room and had a look at one of the books and he had felt surprise fill him when he saw that it was some kind book on spells. Another book was about brewing potions, another …. strange animals that he had thought had only existed in stories for children.

In Harry's bedroom there was a broomstick that looked so good that Garrett doubted that it was meant for cleaning.

These things he had noticed were just a few of the things that he had noticed about Harry but they had been enough to force Garret to realize something about Harry. Harry had a secret that he was keeping from the world and Garrett had discovered what it was.

Harry was a witch.

Garrett understood the secrecy, witches were seen as dark…evil ... immoral people who apparently worshipped the devil and so if someone was suspected of being one, they would be either be burnt at the stake alive or they would be hanged.

For now, Garrett decided to keep Harry's secret to himself …. pretend he didn't know but he made a silent promise to himself that he would continue to protect Harry. The possibility of Harry being a witch didn't frighten Garrett and it didn't matter to him, Harry was still the beautiful man who he had grown attached to.

One night the thief decided to himself that despite all Garrett's fears and despite the risk Garrett the next time he would act on his feelings for the other man and confess how he felt. Not only that though but he would also let Harry know that he knew Harry's secret and that he accepted Harry completely.