Chapter Four: Love Born of Dark and Light

Sorry this chapter took longer than the others, Festive season has invaded work and I like money…. Aha but I guess everyone does! Please read the note at the end; I want to say sorry if I didn't get some stuff right but I don't want to say what those things are right now. By the way I know I use 'but' too much but hey does it matter?

So after this there are two more chapters, Hard Won Pleasure and In The Face Of Love, We Crumble, with the last chapter being set ten years later.

Disclaimer: You know the deed, I own only what my quite frankly weird brain has thought up.

Enjoy!

ORRIE'S POINT OF VIEW-

Orpheus had been surprised at how well he had fit into his new job, not just because he was new but because he had also joined a very tight nit group and that can be hard to find your place. There had been no need to worry as from the first day he had found himself laughing with Charlie and Draco and chatting away with his cousin and Jessica. He like his new boss, Harry Potter, as he was a straight forward man who clearly cared a lot about the animals he treats, his employees and of course his son but there was just one thing…

At first Orrie hadn't noticed his new boss watching him; Orrie later told himself that he had been too busy settling into his new job and a new home and that's why he hadn't noticed the subtle glances.

He didn't mind Harry's watching and had at first thought he had been watching just to keep an eye on how he was settling into his new job. It wasn't until one day after work, about a month after Orrie had joined Paws and Potions, that he saw the truth behind his boss's glances.

Elliot had come straight from his office to pick him up for their fifth anniversary dinner and when Orrie had rushed to hug his boyfriend, Harry had been watching. Orpheus turned to say goodbye to everyone and he caught his boss's gaze; at that moment he was staring at them with a twisted mix of longing and lust but it only lasted a moment before Harry's face went blank.

The restaurant Elliot had picked for their anniversary was a quiet, low key wizarding Moroccan restaurant just off Diagon Alley and Orrie smiled, they had had their first date in a Moroccan restaurant in muggle Manchester just over five years before and since then he'd loved the spicy and fruity food.

They sat at a window seat, ordered their food and chatted lightly as they waited for their starters to arrive.

Elliot had dressed in dark red robes that matched his tanned skin and dark hair and boy did Orrie love his boyfriend in red. Orrie himself had changed at the clinic and was now dressed in a black short robe with muggle style silk blue shirt and tie and from Elliot's hungry looks he knew he looked damn good.

Their starter arrived and Orrie dug into his favour tabbouleh couscous while Elliot had ordered tomato koftes but they both knew that they would end up stealing a bit of the others; the same would happen during the main course too in they ordered differently.

Elliot smiled at him, "So I grabbed a chocolate cake from the bakery near the office for dessert and we still have that wine your mother sent with you from home so we are set there." He said still smiling at his lover.

Orrie laughed, "Oh I forgot about that, we better try it because I know she's going to ask me what I think in her next letter… That woman and her wine, I think she has more interest in that than the farm sometimes!" They both chuckled knowing it was true.

"So how's work been? I can see you like the new job but how's everyone to work with?" Elliot asked as their starter plates were taken away and replaces with their spicy filo pies and salads.

Orrie moaned as he tasted the pie before swallowing the delicious bite, "It's a great job and I love working with Luna, she's so happy that she's going to be a mum. They others are great, Charlie Weasley is funny as hell and Draco is really ingenious when it comes to potions. Jess is nice, I don't talk to her very often but she's really sweet." He replied.

Elliot nodded and they ate silently for a few moments, both enjoying time with each other and the amazing food.

"What about Potter? What type of boss is he?"

Orrie paused to think for a moment; did he tell his long term lover that he thought that his boss was lusting after one of them or perhaps even both?

"Have you noticed him watching us? Not creepily but just glances and the odd confused stare…" Orrie bit his lip and watched Elliot slightly nervously as his lover stared back at him but he shouldn't have worried as he nodded and smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I noticed him watching us after your interview and then a lot that time I stopped by for a chat and ended up talking with him about current law working and of course again today. He looks at us with what I can only describe as some sort of need and desire mixed into one but I don't know why? Is he jealous of our relationship or does he lust after one of us?" Elliot's voice was confused but not concerned as Orpheus had worried he might be.

Orrie shrugged his shoulders, "He's not the type to try spilt a happy couple because he wants in with one of them but his glances are quite frankly adorable." He had to stop himself from holding his breath as he waited for the reply; he'd taken a big gamble at admitting he found his boss adorable to his lover. It's fine to say someone you don't know or who is a celebrity is good looking but when it comes to someone you work with or are close to it becomes a blurred line of attractiveness or liking their personality.

Elliot grinned in relief, "I'm glad you think so, I mean you've spent more time with him so you know him better but from the way he looks at us and how softly spoken he is… I find I like him." Elliot ducked his head and Orrie found that he wasn't used to his lover, a tall and broad man, acting shy.

"I understand completely, Harry's just so caring and thoughtful. He puts everyone before himself and he loves his son to the bone. I can see he lusts after us and I find myself drawn to him but I'd never want to leave you; I love you, you must know that." He reached across and covered the older wizards hand with his own.

"I love you too," he purred, "But if you think that Harry Potter desires us then we need to think what we are going to do about it…"

They grinned at each other as they finished their wine glasses; oh this was going to be good.

BACK TO HARRY-

Harry Potter swore he was going mad.

His newest employee had settled into the clinic better than Harry could have hoped and everyone else seemed to enjoy his company, even Harry had to admit that he enjoyed talking to the blond wizard. He was impressed with his ability to work with the pets and creatures and how he calmed and informed their owners.

But Harry's admiration was past that of a boss of his employee and that had been what he had been afraid of from the start. He had found himself looking towards the other wizard at the most random of times, as he walked the dogs in the court yard, when he chatted to Luna, Malfoy and the other, when he bent over to pick something off the floor…

Which Harry thought that he had been doing a lot more dropping and picking up of things in the last couple of weeks since his dinner with the equally gorgeous Mr Bode and it was driving Harry mad.

That wasn't even all of it; there were the light touches on Harry's shoulder from Orrie, the light glances and sly smiles and then the seemingly purred 'Mr Potter' from Elliot even after Harry was sure he had told the older wizard that he could call him Harry.

They had increased their affections towards each other which at first Harry had put it down them being more relaxed with Orrie's new job and Harry had to admit that seeing them comfortable together pleased him, why wouldn't he be happy to know that his newest employee had settled in so well. But when Harry looked again he wondered if perhaps they were showing off to him and all Harry could think was why would they?

It made Harry hope and for him hope was a dangerous thing, it made his heart beat and his mouth dry, it made him glance at them far more often then he'd ever want to and it made him dream sinful things; three bodies twinning on silk sheets as breath mingles.

Harry had been with men before, hell he'd even had a threesome before (University if you must know…) so neither the fact they were male or there being two of them bothered him. But they were together, deeply in love in fact, and Orpheus is his employee and that was a line Harry just didn't want to cross without a really good reason.

But still he watched and hoped for a reason. For four mouths he hoped and dreamt until one night at the clinic all his hope came crashing down.

It those hour months they'd have Yule and his son's birthday. Yule had been amazing, they'd all dined at his; Luna and Neville, Charlie and Draco Jess and her wife Lizzie. They'd partied late into the night and Harry had had to stop himself from staring at Orrie and Elliot as they chatted away to his very pleased son.

Nathanael birthday had been just a day to themselves; pigging out of chocolate and just playing games before a day in muggle London Zoo the next day where they had had great fun and laughter.

It was mid-February that Harry's dark dreams fell to a million pieces. It was around a year after the clinic had opened and just over a month after his son's tenth birthday that they had gotten the emergency call just as Harry and Orrie were about to leave for the day. Charlie and Malfoy had gone off on holiday that morning and Luna was too close to giving birth to be in the clinic and Jessica had already gone home for the day.

The floo to the office flared and a distressed head appeared in the flames. Harry had been the only one in the office at the time, having left Orrie to finish the potions rounds. They didn't have many animals in the clinic at the moment, winter injuries and illnesses were fading out and it wasn't time for spring birthings just yet.

"Hello? Mr Potter? Orrie, Hello is anyone there?" The female voice startled Harry and he swung round and rushed to the floo.

"I'm here, I'm Mr Potter, and I'm so sorry I was lost in paper work! How can I help you?" He said slightly out of breath.

The woman on the other side of the fire was in her mid-thirties and had a vaguely familiar look about her, with her pale gold hair and fine facial features.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank magic you're there Mr Potter, I'm Hecate Lovegood, Orpheus' sister and you can't see him but behind me is our brother Morpheus. We've got a foaling problem, one of our first time Aethonon mares has gone into labour early and she's having trouble pushing the foal out and nothing we have tried is doing anything, can you help us?" She bit her lip as if she expected Harry to turn her away.

But Harry was nodded before he even started talking, "Of course, of course. I trust you have a fireplace large enough to float her through?" Hecate nodded, "Well give her a vile of horse relaxing potion and there bring her through the Paws and Potions Animal Clinic Stable Floo, that's the address. Just give us ten minutes to get a room ready and bring her through." With that Harry ran from his office, not even giving them time to reply, and he soon found Orpheus. Harry explained the floo call and in no time the room was ready and they were waiting for Orrie's siblings and the Aethonon to arrive.

Normally owners of emergencies, like injured cats or dogs that had eaten something funny, would be told to put the animal or creature in a freeze bubble so that they could be treated the next day without them getting any worse but there were three times that a freeze bubble cannot be use: When there is a bad injury to the brain as the bubble stops the body getting worse and blocks pain but cannot affect the brain in the same way, the freeze bubble charm also cannot be use on water creature or it damages their breathing and lastly the freeze bubble must never be used on an animal or creature struggling to give birth.

Soon they saw the floo flare and out stepped the woman from before, she was the same height as her younger brother and had the same build and skin.

"Hi," She said as she gave Orrie a quick hug, "Morrie's just bringing her through, I'm sorry Orrie, its Merrilyn-heart, she was doing so well throughout the pregnancy that we thought she'd be fine but she's been in stage one labour for four days now and the charms are telling us the foal is just too big." She was tearful and Orrie hugged her again, tightly.

"It's alright Hecate, Mr Potter here is the best I've seen and she'll be in good hands." Just as he spoke the floo flared again and a large winged horse was floated through, followed by a tall blond hair man. This must be the last sibling, Morpheus, Harry thought as man settled the Aethonon mare on her feet in the stable and Harry quickly cast charms to keep her upright.

She was a beautiful Aethonon, chocolate brown with splashes of cream and darker brown, her eyes, while drugged, were gentle and her bloated belly heaved with deep breaths. Harry was worry though, she was a small Aethonon and Harry worried that the foal might be too much.

"So her name is Merrilyn-heart? And you say she's a month early?" Harry asked as he cast his own charms to determine the mare's health.

Morpheus nodded, "Yeah she's just past her tenth month and my daughter named her, she's only six." He took a deep breath, "I've had to leave her and her older brother alone as my wife is in New York at the minute. I'm going to have to go back."

Hecate nodded, "We know she's in good hands Orrie so I've got to get back to the farm, mother's health isn't the best at the moment as you know so I've been running the farm." She hugged him again and they both stepped back through the floo.

Harry turned to the mare, "Well Orrie we have a long night ahead of us." He muttered as he patted the Aethonon' head lightly.

Orrie sighed at his side, "Yeah, good thing I had time to let Luna and Elliot know I'm not going to be home. Luna says of course she can look after Nat for the night, he's got clothes round hers and it's a Friday so no school tomorrow."

Harry nodded and they got to work saving the young mare's life.

Even after years of training to be a vet and then working for two years as a fully qualified one, Harry still hadn't gotten used to the amounts of blood and other liquids one could get covered in but seeing the foal suckling from her mother made it all more than worth it. The foal had been a spitting image of her mother from birth; coat like a chocolate cake splashed with dark chocolate and cream. Her eyes, again like dark chocolate, had a gentle gaze and watching them made Harry feel like a proud father again.

It was six thirty in the morning and Harry and Orrie had been working for almost twelve hours straight. The blond had collapsed in an exhausted heap in the corner of the stable and Harry had to admit that he was tempted to do the same but first he had the Lovegood farm to floo.

Ten minutes later he had informed a slightly tearful Hecate that the mare was fine and the foal was female and a little fighter. He returned to the stable to find that Orrie had managed to drag himself up and was currently casting the same charms that Harry had before the floo call.

Orrie rubbed the mare's sweaty neck and grinned at his boss, "Seem they both had a lucky escape, I have no doubt that without that oxygen giving spell that we would have lost the foal and perhaps the mother on top of that! That spell was amazing; I'm going to have to teach it Hecate and Morpheus, you have no idea how much that could help them during foaling season. Where on earth did you learn it? I sure have never heard of it…" He grinned, eyes still bright from their triumph while the rest of his face and body seemed to leak fatigue.

Unexpectedly to Orrie Harry blushed at the praise, "I err invented it myself." He muttered in embarrassment.

Orrie stared in amazement at his boos, "When did you find time to do that? I mean how one earth did you fit in inventing spells on top of raising your son, studying at muggle schools and taking even more classes in the evening with Hagrid?" The blond said in disbelief.

Harry ran his hand through his hair; he didn't think that anything he'd done had been that great. Sure he'd modified a few spells Healers use of human so they'd work better on animals and of course he'd made up a couple of new ones but he'd always thought that that would be what he'd have to do, being the wizarding world's first veterinarian as it were.

"Well as you know spells that were made to work on humans don't always work so well on animals and of those basic healing spells I can use on animals a lot of them are useless so I guess I just did what I had to follow my dream." He grumbled tiredly but still joking lightly.

Orrie laughed wearily, "Only you Harry, only you would invent spells and charms without training to do so and then go on to save the lives of sick and injured animals and call it just 'Doing what you had to'!" the blond leaned forward and patted Harry's arm.

The black haired vet was about to reply but was interrupted by a voice calling them from outside the stables.

"Orrie are you there? I checked the office and I couldn't see anyone… Hello? Orrie? Mr Potter?" It was Elliot and Harry froze for a moment before coughing lightly as Orrie called back to his partner.

"Yeah Eli, we've in the back, in the last stable on the right." He grinned and cast a quick cleaning charm on himself and his clothes. Harry did the same and while it didn't stop them needing a bath or shower at some point in the near future at least they weren't covered in blood and birthing water anymore and they no longer smelt like they'd been rolling in muck like they did before casting the charms.

Elliot appeared by the stall gate and Orrie rushed to open it. The older wizard was dressed in a very smart black robe that Harry knew was what he wore to work.

Once the gate was open Elliot wrapped his long arms around his younger partner, mindless of the muck on his clothes. "You alright love? You sounded really worried through the floo last night, I was thinking of coming in during the night but I thought better of it if you were going to be so busy; I wouldn't have wanted to be an interruption." He mumbled into long blond hair as he held him tight against his chest.

Harry tried to distract himself with tending to the mare but he couldn't help listening in on the lovers.

"Thanks Eli, I know we had plans but Hecate called and I couldn't leave Harry to deal with it all by himself." Out of the corner of Harry's eye he saw the blond kiss the older wizard on the lips lightly and he felt his gut clench. "It's all good news though; both mare and foal are well."

Elliot returned the kiss with a deeper one, "I'm glad and we can always catch up with our plans later." Orrie nodded and they kissed again.

Harry had had enough of watching and hearing them, "Right I'm going to file the paperwork and made note of what potions we used up last night. Go home Orrie and I'll see you tomorrow."

The blond glanced towards him and smile, "Oh thanks Harry, and I'll see you bright and early tomorrow." And with that they both left the stable.

Harry collapsed in the same corner Orrie had but for a different reason; all his hope that they'd been fliting with him, that they'd noticed him cracked away and left his raw despair open. Since he'd met the blond he'd felt emotions blooming and growing stronger with every meeting between him and Orrie or between him and Elliot.

But they'd almost completely forgotten him a moment ago as they had kissed and became so wrapped up in each other they hadn't even looked his way.

Perhaps it was time to move on; no more muggle clubs, no more lusting after wizards already in relationship and no cute thin blonds whose eyes glow with life and broad shouldered wizards with infectious laughs.

It was time for Harry to find his own happiness; it was time for Harry to think of the future for himself and his son.

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"But I don't like him dad!" Nathanael whined an hour before their dinner guest was due to arrive and Harry watched his ten year old son pout with big puppy dog eyes.

He frowned, "Nat you've only meet him once and that was only for ten minutes…" his son had met David Wyatt as the man had come to pick him up for their third date a week ago. Harry had met David after the owl breeder had brought one of his best little owl females in to the clinic and Harry thought they'd hit it off quite well so was happy to accept a date invitation.

That have been six weeks ago, two months after the Aethonon mare had come in that night, and Harry found himself enjoying spending time with David; just going out really, eating dinner together, enjoying walks in the park and floo chats about nothing meaningful.

But on David's and Nathanael's first meeting there had been glares from his son and Harry had to admit that David hadn't really tried very hard to get on well with the ten year old. In fact he had been almost completely silent for the few minutes they had had to wait for Charlie the babysitter for the night to get there before they could leave for their date.

There have been two more dates since that night and Harry thought he was beginning to understand the actions of both David and his son. Nathanael must be worried about losing his dad to a boyfriend, after all he had been abandoned by a parent before and his son wasn't as close to his maternal grandparents as Harry had hoped. He hoped with time that his son would see that he wasn't planning on leaving.

Harry really liked David, admired his courage and thoughtfulness especially as David had been through a lot himself; Born Emily Wyatt at the age of twenty five she had come to terms, with the help of a Mind-Healer, that she didn't feel female on the inside. She hadn't been able to have sexual relations with men even though she had found them attractive. Her breasts, David later explained to Harry on their fifth date, had been unwanted sacks of flesh and binding them had done nothing.

After a year of taking the Femineus Transfiguro Masaulus Potion (A testosterone potions that changes the body from that of a woman to a man) and several spells to shrink the breasts to nothing and to help the penis grown by the potion to grown into a more 'usable' size, Emily had chosen the name David and was now living a much happier, fuller life as a more comfortable gender. David had admitted that it did do about the same thing as the muggle treatments, just a lot more comfortably. He felt really happy for the first time in his life even if magic still couldn't make him biologically male and so he'd never father children.

He had been worried about telling Harry at first but good old Harry had just been confused at why it would matter. David had grinned and they had shared their first kiss that night.

Their sixth date would be a home cooked meal at Harry's house and it would be his son's and potential boyfriend's first real meeting where they could talk and learn about each other.

"Couldn't Orrie and Elliot come? Or even Charlie and Draco? I don't like him; he's got something funny about him you know? He watches you funny too." Nathanael frowned and Harry sighed lightly. His son wasn't normally this difficult and usually wanted to be the first one to greet guests.

"Nat baby, I explained that David used to be a lady but he didn't feel comfortable and so took a very brave step to become a man." He explained again running a stressed hand through his hair.

Nathanael looked at his father annoyed, with arms across his chest and he looked just like Harry did when he was digging his heels in stubbornly. "I know that dad," he rolled his eyes and Harry had to hold in a chuckle, "But I get a fishy feeling from him and it's not because he used to be a lady, I think that bits cool." He sighed and looked at Harry pleadingly. "I'm allowed not to like him right daddy?"

Harry nodded, "I guess so love but just give him a chance, and perhaps you might find you have things in common… You like owls right? And David's an owl breeder, maybe you could chat about that." He said hopefully.

Nathanael huffed like only children can and he nodded his head. "Good, run up and get ready. I have to finish the cream for the dessert and then get ready myself yet!" He chuckled as his son ran up the stairs to get ready.

Twenty minutes later there was a knock at the door and Harry waved to Nathanael to answer it and he did so, in a huff of course.

Muffled voices reached Harry and he smiled to hear his son chatting to David. His smile stayed in place as they reached the kitchen.

David stood by his son and Harry smiled at the picture (Ignoring the mental image of his son and two other people in the doorway at Yule), his son was dressed in a light blue robe and he looked so smart, his hair brushed as much as the Potter hair could be and he was chatting away to David, who looked a little uncomfortable but that was understandable.

David himself was dressed in a black muggle suit with a white shirt and a light red over robe, his pale brown hair combed back and his thin shoulders straight. The Femineus Transfiguro Masaulus Potion could add a little height and a little bulk but from what David had told Harry he had short and very thin as a woman.

Harry beamed at them both before leaning forward to give his date a light hug, "So glad you could make it David, has Nat been telling you what I've cooked us for dinner?"

The hug was returned, "Oh yeah, something about soup and cake is all I could understand." David chuckled deeply and Harry just caught a glare flashed at the man from Nathanael and Harry bit his lip.

Harry nodded slowly, "Mushroom and cream cheese soup for starter and nut loaf for main. I grabbed a vegetarian cook book the other day so I'd have some stuff to cook for you."

David flashed him another grin, "Thanks babe, I love mushroom soup." He rubbed Harry's back and slid a hand over the top of Harry's arse to which Harry blushed and took a step back.

"Well the soups are in the dining room under warming charms if you want to go through, I've just got to get the cake out of the fridge." He turned to his son. "Nat did you put Mollie and Jax in your room like I asked?" Mollie and Jax were Nathanael's two cats, both black and white little terrors that Harry had 'fostered' while he was working at the muggle clinic.

Nathanael nodded, "Yeah dad, I put their little tray and some water up there too." Harry wrapped an arm around his son and kissed his hair lightly.

"Good, now if you want to show David the dining room I'll be there in a minute love." With that David followed the chatty ten year old to the dining room at the back of the house.

The cake was white chocolate and sugared peach, his sons favourite, and once it was placed on the stand to warm up a little for eating Harry followed the steps his date and his son had taken moments ago.

"And Orrie said that Mollie and Jax are part Persian and that's a muggle cat and that's why they have funny faces… Do you like cats?" Harry could hear his chatting away and smiled, perhaps the evening would go well after all.

Thirty minutes later Harry thought perhaps he should revise that statement as his son sat in front of his barely touched dinner as David happily chatted about breeding Mongolian eagles. Harry had thought that everything had been going fine, his son had been happily chatting about whatever came to mind but in the short time between taking the soup dishes out and returning with the nut loaf his son had gone silent.

Normally Harry wouldn't let his son leave the table without eating at least half of his plate without a good reason like being ill but when his son asked to check on the cats before having some cake Harry had to agree.

"So Harry, how's work at the moment? The boy was telling me about your assistant, what was his name... Yorrie? Oh I can't remember." David said slyly from across the table and Harry blinked at him slowly.

"Err you mean Orrie? Yeah Nat's really got attached over the last few months and it helps Orrie is Luna's cousin and Luna is almost Nathanael's favourite person in the world." Harry replied slowly, slightly unsure of David's tone of voice and not wanting to fall into what felt like a trap.

"Mmmhm, I see." He became silent and drained the rest of his wine.

"Dad I'm not feeling too good, would you mind if I went to bed and had my cake if I feel better tomorrow?" Harry turned sharply to see his son standing pale faced in the doorway.

Harry stood, rushed to Nathanael's side and felt his forehead, frowning as he felt slight warmth. "You alright love? Want a potion?" he said softly.

He shook his head lightly, "No thanks dad I just want to go to sleep I think…"

Harry sighed, "Alright love, you head off too bed and I'll save you a slice." He kissed his son's forehead and watched as the ten year old rushed back down the hallway towards the stairs.

Harry turned to his date and sat down next to him, "Sorry about that David, he said there was a cold going round at school and I should have thought that he might catch it." He took a sip of his own wine and sighed.

David hummed, "I'm sure that's it but at least we can enjoy the rest of the evening still."

Harry nodded weakly, "Yeah I guess, want me to get a bit of cake each?"

"No, no, I'm not in the mood for cake… let's sit in front of the fire with a glass for a little while…" Without waiting for a reply he topped up their glasses with wine and grabbed Harry's free hand to lead him over to the loveseat where they settled as comfortably as they could.

Soon their glasses were empty and forgotten on the floor. Harry found the snuggling calming, even if he had to fight thoughts of two very different sets of arms being wrapped around him.

Just as he thought he could drift off to sleep he felt a hand tip his head back and a set of soft lips against his own. After a few moments of soft kisses Harry moaned as they deepened and the hands roamed under his robe of the soft silk of his shirt. In return he slid his own hands round David shoulders. This was their deepest kiss yet and Harry found himself enjoying it; he didn't think of work or David's past as a woman, he didn't think of public reaction or his friends reactions. He did think briefly of fine blond hair and thickly muscled shoulders but he beat those thoughts away; thinking of what he couldn't have while kissing what he did have could never be a good idea.

It was only when the hands strayed too far down that Harry pulled back a little. "Err David you are getting a little close there…" He mumbled as his face turned red.

David smirked and Harry felt the hand sliding back down so the tips were inside Harry's trousers. "It's alright Harry, neither of us are virgins and both of us could do with a little stress relief…" He started to kiss Harry again but the black haired wizard pulled back.

"Look David I'm looking for long term…"

He was interrupted, "So am I so I don't see why we can't just to the fun bit already." David purred in Harry's ear but to Harry the sound wasn't sexy and didn't really turn him on.

Harry shook his head softly, "I want to go slow, I want to do everything right and at the right time. I don't feel the need to rush into anything."

The other wizard frowned before kissing him again. "It wouldn't be rushing babe, it's just too guys enjoying each other's bodies." He leaned forward as if to kiss Harry again but he turned his face away.

"Please David, I don't want to tonight." He sighed at the flash of annoyance in the other man's eyes that was quickly followed by flash of anger.

"Is it because I who I was? Trust me I'm fully male where it counts." To prove his point his pressed his hard bulge against Harry's thigh and tried to kiss him again while grabbing his arse in a tight grip.

The force used made Harry uncomfortable and he saw no other option than to pull David away and jump of the loveseat. In the process Harry knocked over a wine glass and it smashed to tiny pieces.

David jumped at the sound of glass breaking on hard wood floor, "Shit Harry, are you alright? I didn't mean to make you jump, I just wanted to be closer to you and you overreacted." He said as if that would make everything better.

Harry stepped away from the broken glass and took a deep breath, "I think its time you went home David, we can talk more later alright?"

David nodded slowly and Harry watched and then listened as he made his way out of the room and then out of the front door, he felt the wards shift as David left and Harry took a deep breath again.

Harry didn't know what to think; had David been right and he'd overreacted, had he become obsessed with his employee and partner that he couldn't face being sexually involve with another man or had his son been right and David wasn't to be trusted?

Harry was so confused. He felt lust for David and found they had lots in common but had David gone too far in pushing him for what he didn't think he was ready for? Harry didn't know and didn't want to right then; he just wanted to sleep his troubles away.

He crawled up the stairs and after checking on his son, who was curled up in bed with the two cats, Harry found his way to his room and flopped onto the bed for a restless night.

Harry woke with a bad taste in his mouth and pain throbbing in his head. He remembered the night before clearly but wished he didn't. How could David have done that too him? He had had high hopes for their relationship and to watch it all crumble was heart-breaking.

Now he was thinking clearly he knew that he couldn't continue to be in a relationship with someone that was not willing to respect his limits like David hadn't the night before. Harry had grown some self-confidence as a father and knew he deserved more than a quick fuck in the dark if he wanted more.

With that in mind Harry got ready and made his way down to the kitchen where his house-elf Stori had made breakfast after getting Nathanael out of bed and ready for the day.

When his son saw him Nat rushed to give him a hug. "Morning dad, I'm sorry I was rude last night, I really didn't mean to be." He frowned as if waiting to be told off.

Harry kissed Nathanael's forehead like he had the night before, "It's alright love, and you don't have to worry about David again. He'd not who I thought he was and he asked for what I wasn't ready to give." He hugged him tight and smiled; he'd find what he needed someday.

Nathanael nodded, "Okay dad, I didn't like him anyways. He looked at you like you were a big steak and he was hungry… which is funny cause he don't eat meat!" He giggled and sat down to eat the rest of his toast and jam.

Harry sat and Stori appeared at his side. "What would Master Harry be wanting from Stori this morning?" She said respectfully; she had been a Hogwarts elf before the war but when she'd lost an arm in battle she could no longer work there and Harry had taken her in.

He smiled at the little elf, "Just some tea and dry toast for today Stori, oh and the paper if you don't mind." But Harry watched as her little elf face paled in horror.

"Sorry Master Potter but Stori not thinking good master should read nasty paper this morning." She mumbled as she pulled her ear and stared at the floor.

"Shhh Stori, shhh it's okay, whatever's in there isn't your fault." He hushed as the elf looked at him pleadingly before she clicked her fingers and the paper appeared, rolled up tightly.

Once the paper was unrolled Harry knew the reason why Stori hadn't wanted to let him read it.

EXCLUSIVE: IS HARRY POTTER A PRUDE?

We at the Daily Prophet have new for you ladies and gentlemen, witches and wizards and right from the horse's mouth. Late last night your esteemed reporter had a chat with the wizarding world's most wanted man's latest boyfriend, the handsome David Wyatt.

So what did I learn? Well…

By the end of the article Harry was livid and the paper burnt up in his hands as his confused son and terrified house-elf watched. The details of their shared dates and kisses spread in print where anyone could read them. A distorted view of the night before had also appeared and Harry felt both sick to his stomach and so angry he could punch something.

This just confirmed it; David really wasn't the one for him. He quickly wrote a letter to David and basically told him to fuck right off and never come near him again; not that Harry thought he would now he'd made his money. After the anger crumbled down Harry was left in despair; who was out there for him? Who would he find love and forever in? His son was off to Hogwarts the next year and Harry knew he'd need more than just the clinic to keep him happy.

A flash of Orpheus and Elliot crossed his mind but Harry ignored it. They were happy together and so he just had to find his own forever.

He just had to be himself.

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Yep that's done at 6,748 words! Oh! I'm so proud aha

So the three things I wanted to point out were one I know nothing about horses giving birth so forget any mistakes please. Two I know nothing about the change from female to male, I just know it's a lot harder that my simple way but for all you reading that might be trans of any kind take as my wish that it would be so easy for you (Hugs and cuddles to get you through your struggles!) and three I know David is a bad guy but being transsexual has nothing to do with his meanness, he's just a bit self-entitled.

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