Chapter fourteen

Even though Harry was busy with Wizengamot work, his thoughts kept drifting to what Draco Malfoy said about relationships in the magical world.

'I wonder if that's why I thought some blokes were cute and some girls were pretty, it's part of my magical heritage,' Harry smiled, 'Maybe I'm not meant to end up with a girl, but a bloke,' Harry laughed then sobered, 'Means no kids though, I'll have to work on that, but I have time.'

Harry decided to go out for a while, so he showered changed into some good clothes and found a place to eat that also had a nightclub. So Harry watched the people while he ate, then headed into the other room to listen to the music and watch the people. He got asked to dance and even though Harry still didn't feel comfortable dancing, he did dance with a few women then he danced with a man that asked him and Harry found himself having a great time.

When it was getting late, the man whose name was Theo walked out of the club with Harry then their lips were joined. At first Harry couldn't believe he was kissing a man, but he liked it, so he decided to just go with what he was feeling, and because he was enjoying his time with Theo, he didn't want it to end. They ended up back at Harry place and in Harry's bedroom. He was nervous, only having sex with that one woman at the Hogs Head, so he explained to Theo that he'd never been with a man before.

'We'll take it as slow as you want Harry, but I'm looking forward to having you in my mouth, so let's loose the clothes.'

Harry laughed, he couldn't help himself, so the two men undressed and got into bed. Harry groaned and writhed, fisting the sheets with everything Theo was doing to him. But one thing Harry knew for sure was he liked it. After Theo had kissed, licked, caressed and sucked every part of Harry's body, Harry did the same for Theo and found he never felt as good before as he did right then.

Harry was sitting at the breakfast table with Hermione when an owl flew in and dropped the Daily Prophet in front of Hermione.

'Why do you keep getting that piece of shit?'

'Even though they will lie about certain people, you mostly, it is our countries best source of magical information,' Hermione unrolled the paper, 'Oh shit.'

'Hermione, you don't swear so what are you reading?'

'I haven't read anything yet, just looking at the picture,' Hermione looked up at Harry, 'of you kissing a bloke outside some club.'

Harry grabbed the paper, 'Theo, we met inside, had a few dances then came back here for a while. I kept a silencing charm around my room in case you were home.'

'You had sex with a man?'

'Yeah and I have to tell you Hermione, it was incredible, I never felt anything like it.'

'Okay, but wouldn't that be uncomfortable?'

'More than uncomfortable, at first anyway, then the pleasure takes over and all I felt was him. Do you know they don't have sexual categories in the magical world, like they do in the muggle world?'

'You mean gay or straight?'

'Yeah, Draco explained it to me because I mentioned something about gay and bi, he had no idea what I was talking about.'

'I didn't know that, so if you're not gay or bi then how does it work?'

'All magical people will go with whoever they want, even change from male to female, it's natural. I found out my mother did, with a woman, had a fling.'

'Oh my, your mother slept with another woman, was that before she married your father?'

'No, during, it was the stress of war which I do get since I was stressed all the time, I just didn't think about sex.'

Hermione pulled the paper back to her, 'I suppose I can sort of understand,' Hermione stared down at the paper, 'Harry Potter's new love, oh how sweet Harry, are you in love?'

Harry scowled, 'I hardly know the bloke, we had a good time, that's it.'

'Can I come in?'

'Sure Ron, you don't have to ask,' Harry called but noticed Hermione had turned the paper over, 'Why did you do that?'

'I wasn't sure,' Hermione shrugged.

'If you're talking about the front page of the Daily Prophet, I saw it, we all saw it. You actually shocked Charlie, Harry.'

'What about you?'

'No,' Ron said down, 'A couple of years ago I saw you watching some boys at Hogwarts. At first I wasn't sure why, but I noticed you reacted, sorry,' Ron shrugged, 'That's why you and Ginny wouldn't work, you're more into men than woman.'

'I admit it was good, the best. With that woman I slept with, Kathy, yeah it was good, but nothing like last night. I think you're right, I'm meant to be with a bloke. That should make Ron more secure with our friendship, don't you think Hermione?' Harry smirked making Hermione giggle and Ron scowl, 'Oh come on Ron, you can't deny that you're still suspicious sometimes even after I explained how I feel about Hermione.'

'It's just because you two are so close, makes me wonder why?'

'I think Ron deserves to know Harry, he would understand.'

Harry sighed, 'Okay, if you think about it Ron, you might work it out.'

'That I didn't believe you during the triwizard tournament and left you during the horcrux hunt.'

'Exactly, twice you abandoned me, twice Hermione didn't even though she liked you. I sort of felt that I could only count on Hermione more than I could count on you which made me feel closer to her. It's got nothing to do with romantic feelings.'

'I used to wonder why you forgave me because you don't trust a lot of people and I did betray your trust, in a way.'

'Not trust really, you never told anyone anything I asked you not to, so I knew I could trust you. I just wasn't sure I could be as close to you as I was.'

Someone knocked on the door, 'Are you supposed to have a meeting?' Hermione asked.

'No, I haven't set anything up,' Harry hurried to the door, his eyes widened in surprise, 'Snape.'

'Can I come in Potter?'

'Um, yeah, sure,' Harry moved aside to let Snape in.

'I'm taking Hermione out Harry, we'll be back later.'

'You don't have to go, we can talk in my office.'

'No, it's fine, you two should talk,' Hermione said cautiously, 'I'm glad to see you okay Professor Snape.'

'Thank you Miss granger, Mr Weasley.'

'Professor, we'll see you later Harry.'

Harry waited until his friends left, 'Would you like a cup of tea, or something stronger?'

'Tea would be nice.'

Harry and Snape walked into the kitchen, they remained silent until Harry placed two cups on the table, one in front of Snape. He put milk and sugar on the table as he had no idea how Snape liked his tea.

'This belonged to Lily,' Severus pointed to the milk jug.

'Um, yeah, but how did you know?'

'Your mother loved birds, all types of birds. She had this card collection when she was young. Her parents would buy her a different card every week and Lily would stick it in a book she had. It's a wonder you haven't found that book; she had it when she was at Hogwarts.'

'I haven't had a chance to go through all my parents belongings, most is still stored in boxes, apart from the kitchen stuff and books, the furniture of course is there's.'

'So it wasn't destroyed?'

'No, just a few things, like their bed, my old furniture and the sofa's. I bought all new linen since all theirs was musty.'

'Looking around,' Severus glanced around the living room and kitchen, 'I would say your mother decorated her home, it reminds me of her.'

'You would know more than I would,' Harry chewed his lip, 'You loved her.'

'I did, very much, she was my best friend.'

'Friend?' Harry's brow furrowed, 'I thought it was more.'

'No, I prefer men, but I did not believe your father was right for your mother, it had nothing to do with how I felt about her.'

'Oh, well I had that wrong then. I thought that's why you hated me; I look like the man that married the woman you loved.'

'I do not hate you, I used your father's looks to keep my secret, but I never hated you…Harry.'

'Blimey,' Harry's eyes widened, 'You used my name.'

'Yes, a name that meant a lot to me actually.'

'I'm not sure what you mean?'

'As you know Lily and I were friends, we spent our holidays together. One year I introduced her to my uncle, the only family member I liked actually, and his name was Harry. Your mother and Harry got on the moment they met; he ended up caring very deeply for Lily just as Lily cared for Harry. So when he wrote to me at Hogwarts he also wrote to Lily. That owl statue came from Harry, he sent it to her at Hogwarts. From what I know of your father's family, there was no one called Harry. I believe you were named after my uncle.'

'Oh, I did wonder where my name came from. But I don't know anything about my parents or any other relatives. When I get time I will research my family, but I've been too busy working on Wizengamot laws. But can I ask you something, on a completely different subject?'

'Of course.'

'Your voice, will it ever be the same?'

'With time, Poppy said the venom done a lot of damage, so I have to talk softly for a while.'

'I always liked your voice,' Harry shrugged but he wondered why he had just said that to Snape. He could tell he surprised Snape with that comment. He knew not a lot surprised Snape, but Harry just did. Now he wondered if Snape would ask why he said that?