A/N: I was going to wait a couple of days to post but then I forgot to putany sort of author's note on the first chapter so I thought I'd better get on with it. I'm blaming first time posting nerves for the mistake. This idea came to me when I was listening to 'All of the Stars' by Ed Sheeran, hence the title. Go check it out it's awesome. Any feedback would be awesome as it's my first completed story and I want to know what you think. Thank you for those fav'd and followed already you made my day.

Rated M for language and sex.

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter series and its characters belong to J.K Rowling. I just like to play with them

Chapter 2

'Absence is to love as what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small,it kindles the great' Comte de Bussy-Rabnutin

Harry's 6th year had been hard on them both. He hadn't been able to get back at Christmas like he'd hoped. A Hungarian Horntail had gotten severe scale rot and he'd had to stay to nurse her back to health. Harry had joked that it was her revenge for his antics at the Triwizard Tournament. Just like before they continued writing regularly to one another. Only now having had a week together to explore each other and fall deeper in love, it was nowhere near enough. He still carried the letter in which Harry had admitted that when they had smelled Amortentia in potions class he had been reminded of Charlie's scent. They never actually said the most important three words either in person or in their letters but hinted at it.

There were few things they didn't discuss however Harry's lessons with Dumbledore was certainly top of the list. A very close second would be whether they were dating or hooking up with anyone else. They'd given each other no promises after all. Charlie tormented himself with ideas of Harry sleeping with half of Hogwarts as he waited in celibacy for him. This had all come to a head when he'd returned to the Burrow for Harry's coming of age and Bill's wedding. His mother was plainly trying to get Harry and Ginny together, sending them off to do their chores together and seating them next to each other at meals. Her actions had been made odder by the fact when she wasn't trying to set up his almost boyfriend with his little sister she was worrying over whatever Harry was planning on doing with his best friends. Unlike the rest of the order she hadn't accepted his explanation that he had sworn to Dumbledore that he would only confide in the two of them. Fortunately his own worries about Harry's feeling had been soothed much more easily by Ginny cornering him and telling him bluntly that nothing had ever happened between them and never would as Harry was rather taken with another member of the family and she had outgrown her childhood crush.

Of course that hadn't stopped her from threatening severe bodily harm if he ever hurt her adopted brother's feeling. He had idly considered in the intervening months whether he should be hurt that she hadn't done the same to Harry. However he'd never saved her from imminent death whilst slaying a basilisk or even joined an illegal defense group with her. No for all that he'd been uselessly on the other side of Europe.

*****Flashback*****

It was the night before Harry turned 17. They were they curled around each other after their second intense session of kissing and groping since Charlie had arrived. "Gin knows about us by the way. Did she tell you? She cornered me earlier and gave me the big talk about how she would hunt me down if I ever dared to hurt you. Wanted to clear up that she was not on board with the planned nuptials."

"Gah! So that's what all the hints were about! It was just some stupid idea of Ron's that's been blown completely out of all proportion by everyone. I mean I don't hang out with a lot of girls only really Hermione, Luna and Gin. So Ron got it into his head that I must fancy one of them. He wouldn't want it to be Hermione as anyone who's been around the two of them for more than a minute knows they're packing serious sexual tension. As for Luna he knew after Slughorn's party that I saw her as only a friend so in his mind that automatically meant that it must be Ginny. The whole school got on the bandwagon when I made her seeker in my absence. They seemed to completely forget the previous year when subbed in as I got banned by Umbitch. Of course your mum doesn't help, probably thinks that if she gets me and Gin together I won't leave."

"Well it sounds like you need a wider social circle, then." Charlie teased.

"Uh! All this false hope just because I don't want to date and he really hates her dating. He almost threw up when he first found out about her and Michael Corner although that could be because he plays on Ravenclaw's Quidditch team more than anything else. Although he wasn't much better when she moved onto Dean so maybe not. Gin however pretty just would never do it for me, she's just not built right."

He wrinkled his nose and pulled a face at the idea of shagging a girl causing Charlie to burst out laughing. After he'd calmed he asked something Harry could tell had been bugging him. "So when mum was telling me about you two she said that one of the reasons that they thought you wanted Gin was that you didn't date anyone else. You could've you know you're so young and I'm the only guy you've kissed. I wouldn't be mad if you had. We couldn't see each other for a year and I remember the teenage libido." He regretted his words almost instantly as Harry's face disintegrated.

"Have you…I mean…Did you? What are you saying? You don't want this anymore?" Harry asked in a small voice.

"No!" He shouted before taking a calming tone. "Harry, micuţo, no. I didn't…wouldn't…but we're in different situations, babe. I remember what it was like discovering my sexuality and I don't want you to look back and wonder if you settled for me as I was the first readily available gay man you met. Besides I spend the vast majority of my time with the same twenty people all of whom have seen me early enough in the morning to not want to date me."

"I don't want anyone else though. You're perfect. I mean I've had other guys come on to me especially with the chosen one bollocks that the prophet's spouting but I didn't even see them. You're so much more than just some experiment to me. For the last couple of years your letters have been my safety net. I could probably recite most of them to you I've read them so much. As much as I want to be able to go on normal dates with you or just hold your hand, we can't. It would make you a target and I refuse to let that happen…if you were taken I wouldn't be able to survive that. Lee I have to survive, I'm the only one who can end it."

"What do you mean, surely anyone can end it?"

"What do you know about why the order was protecting the department of mysteries?"

"Not a lot just that it contained something that we definitely didn't want in the other side's hands."

"Yeah that's true. You see a prophecy was made shortly before my birth that in basic terms said that I was the only one that could defeat him and that neither can live while the other survives."

"Fuck" was Charlie's eloquent response to the new information.

"Yeah that about sums it up." He replied

"So whatever you're going off with Ron and Hermione to do is going to do that?"

"Yep it's the only way. Dumbledore knew how to do it and he told us," He tried to not feel guilty about this small misdirection after all he had been the one to share the information about Horcruxes with the other two. Somehow he thought telling Charlie that his 17 year old brother, lover and their best friend were going to hunt pieces of Voldemort's soul would do much for his calm.

"Okay then. Here's what we're going to do we're going to enjoy the next couple of days together as much as possible. Then you're going to complete whatever crazy quest Dumbledore set for you then you'll come back to me and we'll go on a date together."

"Really?"

"Really"

"Stay alive and I will find you."

"Last of the Mohicans? Didn't realize you knew muggle films."

"Yeah Berte is totally obsessed with Daniel Day-Lewis. She's muggleborn so she taught all us purebloods about films and him in particular."

"Thanks, Lee"

"For what?"

"Not pushing me to tell you more than I'm prepared to. For understanding why we can't be yet."

"It's nothing, micuţo. Why don't I cast an alarm charm and then we try and get some sleep." He snuggled closer into Charlie smelling the pine that meant home to him now.

A/N 2: I also do not own the film Last of the Mohicans (1992). That belongs to Morgan Creek Productions and Michael Mann. Watch it, makes me cry every damn time.