A/N: I would just like to apologise, it's been nearly 2 weeks since I last posted and I usually post every 2 days or something so it's a bit of a change, but I've been very busy lately. I will try to get the next few chapters up as fast as I can, sorry for the delay. I hope you enjoy this chapter. :)

The next morning I awoke to a bright beam of sunlight peering through the curtains. A pale arm resting upon my chest, the owner lay almost silently beside me. The slightest sound of breathing could be heard. I took this moment to stare at my beautiful boyfriend. His hair, his lips, his face, his body… it was all perfect. Last night would be something I would remember for a very long time, I wonder if I would get to experience that again… I hoped so. I stayed laying there looking at his perfection for around half an hour, before his long eyelashes fluttered open and his handsome grey eyes appeared.

"Morning trouble" I whispered.

Draco laughed… maybe because I called him trouble, which he was. "Good morning" he kissed my cheek before getting up from the bed. "Last night was…" he looked as though he was trying to find the right word.

"Amazing" I finished for him.

"Yeah" He smiled then put his boxers on. "Do you want to go to breakfast in London today?"

"Muggle London?"

"Yeah"

"Breakfast?" I asked surprised.

"Uh yeah… Why?"

"It's just very unlike you Draco… Muggle London And Breakfast? You sure have changed"

"Is that a bad thing?" He asked sounding a little worried but putting on his Malfoy brave face, but he was no Gryffindor.

"Of course not" I got up from the bed and walked around it to him "I loved how you have changed, I love you" I looked deep into his eyes and I was so tempted to kiss those lips. Well why don't you? Something inside my head shouted, and that voice was right, He was mine now I could kiss him if I so wished. So I then placed my lips against his, and he responded to my kiss.

I was so happy.

"Common, let's get washed and dressed" Draco said while slapping my butt. I laughed and headed to the shower.

"Join me?" I asked peaking from behind the bathroom door.

"I would love to"

After a shower - and maybe a few other things during that shower – we headed out the castle and apparated to London. We found a small café and sat at the back and ordered 2 coffees and a full English breakfast.

"It's Sunday" Malfoy explained after eating a piece of bacon on top of part of a sausage, looking at a calendar behind the counter.

"Well done, you can now tell the days of the week, we'll work on numbers next" I joked thinking back to when I taught my 3 kids and Teddy the days of the week. I remember James could never say Wednesday, he always said 'Wesday'.

"Haha very funny Potter" He rolled his eyes and picked up his mug of coffee to take a sip.

"Potter?" I raised my eyebrows. We're back to that?

"I'll only call you Harry when you're being a good boy" Draco laughed and took another bite of his bacon, this time adding some beans to balance on his fork before entering his mouth. I watched every movement.

"I'm not a dog Malfoy"

"Oooo" Draco laughed "But no seriously, it's Sunday, I'm supposed to go to the manor for Sunday roast this evening, care to join me?"

"The manor?" I put my knife and fork down.

"You heard me correctly" He nodded.

"You're mother wouldn't mind?"

"I shouldn't think so" I looked at him with my eyebrows creasing giving him a 'Really?' look. "We will go as friends if you don't mind… she doesn't know".

"That you're gay or you're sleeping with Harry Potter?"

"Keep your voice down" He snapped. "God knows who could be listening" He panned his eyes around the small café, no one seemed to be paying attention and were all caught up in their own conversations.

"You don't plan on going public with this then?" I was just wondering, It's good to know what he thinks about it all.

"Oh what, you plan to go tell the Weasley gang and your kids soon I suppose?" He mocked.

"Of course not... I'm not sure how they would take it" That suddenly got me thinking. How would I tell the kids? They would hate me wouldn't they? I know no gay wizards apart from Draco and myself now, was homophobia as strong here as it is with the muggles? I know some people won't care… but were those some people my family? I know them very well now, and I know they are really good people, but this subject has never come up. I guess if they didn't believe in purebloods being superior, they won't believe someone's sexuality could lessen them as a good person. I realised this is still all new to me, and I needed to take one step at a time.

"Well exactly, I haven't told my mother that I prefer I man" He whispered leaning closer over the table "So I suggest we go as friends, break that news to her first".

I looked down at the table, would it always be like this? Our relationship kept secret?

"So would you like to join us for Sunday roast?" He asked again.

"I would love to".

We finished up our breakfast and headed back to the castle via Apparition once we got to an ally way away from muggle eyes. As we walked up to the big doors of the castle I heard my name being called.

"Harry!" I looked around to see Neville.

"Neville" I stopped and Draco stopped beside me.

"There you are" He seemed out of breath "I've been looking for you all morning, you weren't in your room last night?" He questioned as his arms collapsed onto his knees and he took deep breaths to get back to normal.

"Uh I got back late. Why?" I lied really interested in why he was looking for me.

"McGonagall wanted to see you. I said I would give you the message last night, so you're a bit late, I would go now" He looked over to the man standing beside me. "Draco" He nodded at him.

"Longbottom" Draco replied. Ah. Draco wasn't ready to call anyone else by their first names.

"Oh ok thanks Neville" He gave me a questioning look then looked back at Draco. Maybe he was wondering why we were always together now when last Neville heard, we were still basically enemies. I turned and walked towards the head mistresses office.

When I got there McGonagall was sat at her desk with her reading classes on with a pen pressed against parchment. The room was silent. "Y-you wanted to see me professor?" It felt wrong to speak in such a quiet place, I felt as though I was disturbing her.

"Harry, come sit" She got up from her desk, placed her glasses upon her parchment and walked down a few steps behind into a little cosy area. I followed her and sat opposite her on a brown couch with a swirly pattern laced into it. "You were out last night?" She asked pouring a glass of brownish liquid and passing it to me. She poured one for herself before leaning back in her chair.

"N-no.. I was here" I nodded.

"You weren't in your room?" I didn't answer… how was I suppose to answer? Where could I say I was? "Forgive me, I was just being curious" It reminded me so much of Albus Dumbledore. I nodded my head waiting for her to come out with whatever I was called here for. "Murray Peterson's alive and well, and ready to come back to work" She showed a small smile "He wants to get back to teaching right away and start tomorrow. So I've called you here to tell you that you're service is no longer needed here as a Defence against the dark arts professor".

"Oh" I won't lie to myself, it kind of did hurt, I was really beginning to like this job.

"However" She started "I would like you back after Christmas to fill the post of our new Quiddich coach" She smiled and looked at me for an answer.

"That's great, thank you" I nodded and returned the smile.

"I will need you to look at these and… well you know what to do" She gave me a few papers. I stood up ready to leave as it looked and sounded as though we had finished. "Potter?"

"Yes?"

"I couldn't help but notice, you're spending an awful lot of time with Draco Malfoy?" I turned to look at her.

"I am?"

"You are"

"Oh, well what can I say? There's nothing wrong with mending old wounds"

"You're right. But there's always a chance other wounds can be made if you're not careful" she stood up with her eyes glued to mine.

"W-what do y-you mean?"

"I don't have to tell you that your family is important and could be hurt by secrets, but I may have to remind you that if you kiss someone in public, it's possible your kids may one day just be walking past at that moment" She stepped up the steps and set herself down at her desk. What was she getting at? I gave her a confused look once I followed her and stood in front of her. "I was taking a stroll around the grounds to stretch my legs after a meeting with the ministry the other night, and when I got to the gates… Your relationships are none of my business, but trust me Potter there has also been a lot of camera's outside the gates recently too with you being here, you should just be careful if you don't want people knowing just yet"

Oh.

I'm guessing she meant the first night Draco and I kissed. I knew she was right, and I knew I felt like more of a friend to her than a colleague now, cause I felt the same. So I knew why she was so open with me. I knew she cared. But god damn it, I can't believe she saw. I trusted her though obviously, she was Minerva McGonagall for crying out loud.

"I understand"

"Please don't think I'm telling you what to do"

"No it's fine, you're right" There was silence for a minute or two while I looked down at my shoes, and she looked at the paintings up upon the wall of the past headmasters and headmistresses.

"Is it a serious relationship?" This was said quietly although it didn't quite reach a whisper. I looked up at her and shrugged.

"I think it is, I mean yeah I… I love him"

"You do?"

"Yes, but I'm not ready to go public with it if that's what you're getting at. Nobody can know just yet" She nodded her head and placed her glasses back on, and then picked up her pen to continue writing. This was obviously her way of saying she didn't want to question me any further, and that I could leave – Which I was very happy to do so… This was a bit awkward.

I walked out and as soon as I closed the door only one thing was on my mind – What the hell just happened?

As I stepped off the gargoyle's steps and out into the corridor I noticed Draco was there waiting for me, leaning against a wall. When he saw me he smiled and headed towards me. "What did she want?"

"She knows"

"Knows? Knows what?"

"About us, me and you" I whispered looking around to see if anyone was there to hear, but the hallway was deserted.

"What?" Draco's eyes widened "You told her?" They widened even more.

"No" I was quick to say "She saw us, the first night we kissed" Draco didn't say anything but he didn't need to, his mouth was shaped in a perfect O. "Don't worry she won't say anything" I reassured him. He just stood there looking at me with his eyebrows creating that crease between themselves. "What?"

"It's just…"

"Spit it out"

"How many more people will find out, or guess or see us? First Hermione and now her" He pointed to the gargoyle. He seemed stressed.

"No one, stop worrying, it will all be ok" I placed my arm on his shoulder.

Draco shook his head, but looked as though he didn't want to say anything else or argue about it.

But It turned out I was wrong, He wanted to say one more thing. "These are your friends, you trust them, but it doesn't mean I do" He said between gritted teeth like he was trying to hold it back.

"Draco - "

"Harry" Neville walked up to us and Draco quickly stepped away and tried to hold a casual look upon his face, even though I knew he was kind of angry.

"Uh Neville"

"Hey, what did McGonagall want?" He said putting his hands in his pockets and looking from me to Draco back to me.

"Oh she wanted to tell me that Peterson's coming back" I explained.

Neville was just about to say something when - "What?" Draco cut in.

"What?" I asked.

"You didn't tell me that?"

"I was just about to"

"So you're leaving?"

"For now, but I'll be back after Christmas" Draco looked as though I'd just punched him round the face. "What?"

Neville chuckled "Calm down Malfoy, You'll see your boyfriend then, he's not going forever" Both Draco and myself shot are heads in the direction of Neville with our Jaws dropped and a worried look on our faces. He knew? How? What? "Whoa jeeze, I was just kidding" Neville raised an eyebrow. Oh. I felt some sort of relief wash over me. Draco took one look at me and then stormed off down the corridor. "What's up with him?" Neville asked watching the blonde fast walk towards his room.

"He's just having a bad day, don't worry about him" I wanted to chase after him, but I didn't want to look like I cared more for him then a friend - used to be enemy - should. Neville couldn't know anything. So I played it cool.

"Listen harry, He's different than before but he's still a creepy dude, I thought you weren't going to make friends with him? Why the sudden change?"

"I…He…I don't know. We've just gotten to know each other a little better, the new him is interesting"

"Back in school it seemed you were always thinking and coming up with new things, and you never really told anyone apart from Ron and Hermione. Is this one of those times? Is Malfoy up to something?"

"What?" I looked at him like he was saying something mad. Which he was, Draco was a really nice guy these days, why would Neville think that? "No, of course not"

"Right" Neville creased his eyebrows as if he were confused. "If you say so. Just be careful yeah?" I nodded and Neville walked away in the other direction to where Draco went. So I headed to Draco's room.

I gave the password and entered the green filled room. "Draco?" There was no answer. "Draco?" Suddenly I turned to see him standing in his bedroom doorway. "Why did you run off like that?" He was silent. "Draco, talk to me" I took him by the waist and held him close.

"Will you be going back to your flat? Or staying here?"

"Um, I don't know why?"

"I don't want you to leave, when you're with me at night I sleep better"

"So you're using me to sleep better?" I winked and Draco made a slight attempt to laugh. "What's the matter".

"I'm not sure" he looked at a bookcase behind me.

"Huh?"

"I think… Well I… I wish I could show you off to the world, let people know you're mine, But I can't, not just yet. I'm not ready and we need to know this will defiantly work" He paused for a second before carrying on. "What would everyone say? The kids… how will they react?"

"There's no rush, all that can wait and we will deal with it when the time comes" Draco then placed his lips to mine and we fell into a kiss. His hands pulled and laced into my hair while mine snaked up and down his back. We kissed for a good few minutes before Draco pulled away.

"Come on, we should get going. Mother will be waiting for us at the manor"

"Does she know I'm coming?"

"No, but she will do when you walk through the door"

"Draco I - "

"Relax Harry, she won't mind. You might have forgotten, but she saved your life because you told her I was safe and alive. She doesn't hate you like my father might have" This was the first time Draco had mentioned his dad to me, but he gave me a look as if to say I know what you're going to start talking about, and I'm not ready to answer any questions. Draco became so easy to read. I defiantly got to know his body better, but I also got to know him as a person better. All I knew about his father was that he got sent to Azkaban and hasn't been released and probably never will. During the trials after the war I managed to save Draco and his mother from that prison, but I had no defence for his father and I could do nothing to save him from his end result. I didn't want to anyway, he may be my boyfriends dad and the person who saved my life's husband, but he was a horrible man who wanted me dead to say the least.

Draco picked up his coat and I followed him to the fireplace. "This is connected to the Floo network, we can get to the manor via here" Draco explained and took a handful of Floo powder. I followed him into the fireplace and took hold of his hand. Soon enough we were falling out of the fireplace into the manors living room.

Draco looked around the room "Mother will be in the dinning room, follow me"

"Draco" I grabbed his arm and stopped him from exiting the room. "You sure this is a good idea?"

Draco pulled me close to him and kissed me on the cheek, his chest against mine. "Of course, remember though… were just friends here". I nodded my head and buried my nose into his neck. He cuddled me back and soothed his thumb on my back.

"Draco is that you?" a women's voice called. Suddenly Draco pushed me away from him, and just in time to as Narcissa Malfoy walked into the room.