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Molly initially had sounded possessive of Harry but she wasn't. She was merely concerned he wasn't eating enough and Merlin knows she was obsessed with trying to mother everyone. He was just another person she wanted desperately to care for. Hermione was furious that he was gay! I mean he didn't even act remotely gay. Where was the 'everything pink' and he sure as hell didn't look like some interior designer? She had yet to realise that not all gay men were out loud and proud. Some could be very masculine indeed like Draco and Harry and didn't need to portray more feminine qualities. She would never get it though. I mean she'd never been interested in Harry like that whatsoever but found the idea of having a gay best friend annoying. Everyone would likely judge her because of his life choices and it wasn't fun at all. No one would see her for the great person she was.
Ron was just scared that his so called best friend would end up loving him. What would happen to him? Would Harry try and rape him if he said no? I mean he liked boobs and vaginas and all things women. Eventually one day he even hoped to date Hermione if she'd calm the hell down and have him. I mean you don't just say no to the boy who lived. His world and all those in it would likely kill him if he did say no. He suddenly felt very trapped indeed. They had only not contacted him because Dumbledore has asked them not to. There was no need for him to get all snarky about it in his letter. it wasn't their fault after all. Maybe it was a huge prank to scare everyone. Maybe he wasn't gay at all but thought a prank like this would be funny. Either way it wasn't funny one bit. Maybe he'd gotten the idea from the twins. They weren't always that funny either. He determined to try a get himself a girlfriend as fast as he could when they returned to school. Even if it wasn't Hermione if it kept Harry away from him sexually all was good. In actuality Ronald thought a bit too highly of himself. Harry would never lower his standards to the likes of him.
Dumbledore of course had thought that announcing Harry was gay to Augusta Longbottom would have done something to make her mad at Harry but instead she looked highly confused. "Why would I care about that? Dumbledore I have enough going on at home then to be thinking of the sexual choices of one Harry Potter. Next time you see him tell him I think he's great and I'm happy for him!" she said distractedly as she flooed away. Dumbledore had been speechless. She'd been there on a board of governors meeting when he dropped what he thought was a bombshell annoyed by her lack of response. Wasn't anyone anywhere going to put a stop to this nonsense? Elsewhere a tightly bound Severus Snape was blindfolded and fed truth serum by Dobby who had been tasked with getting the truth from him.
"What would you say if I told you Harry Potter was gay?" he asked as Severus looked to be highly confused.
"I don't care about that little whelp or his damn life choices!" he snapped irritated to have been in this situation at all.
"Ok and what would you say if Draco Malfoy was gay?" he asked to which Severus groaned.
"For fucks sake I know he is. It's fine. I don't hate him for it. He's my godson and I'll love him always no matter what even if I do seriously resent his foolish actions this summer. It will take me a while to get over those. You know sometimes Draco can be such a selfish bastard that he truly doesn't see the full fucking picture. Slytherin my arse!" he snapped scaring Dobby who removed the blindfold after feeding him the antidote and erasing his memories of the conversation they'd had as requested by Draco. Severus remembered nothing just felt very tired and groggy so decided on a nap. Up the country Harry and Draco were enjoying their first date night. They were in the restaurant of their five star hotel enjoying some steak and chips. The steak was wonderfully delicious covered in fried mushrooms and lots of pepper sauce on the side. Harry moaned at the taste as Draco blushed profusely upon hearing the sound. Over the short time they'd been together they were slowly learning each other and it was wonderful.
Harry learned that while he and Draco were both night owls Draco didn't do waking up early and Harry could. Harry didn't love waking up early mind you but his years at the Dursleys had conditioned him to wake up early the whole time. Now he'd been able to relax however he could sleep in until nine thirty and liked it very much. Draco would much rather wake at eleven thirty claiming he needed his beauty sleep which always confused Harry as he always looked beautiful anyway. They went back to their suite and Harry turned to Draco looking nervous.
"Draco I read something I want to try out ok? I read somewhere before which I can't remember that if you magically levitate something heavy each night until you can no longer hold it up before bed that you core will grow as you sleep. Can I try it and see?" he asked as Draco eyed him weirdly for a moment.
"Dobby! Please tell me what percentage my core is and what percentage Harry's core is?" he asked the stunned elf.
"Well Draco sir your core is at ninety percent and Harry sir your core is at ninety two percent. Because I know you will probably ask me I know that the biggest core at the moment belongs to Mr crazy beard Dumbledore. He has a core of one hundred and sixty!" he replied as they both gasped. That was certainly mage level. No wonder Voldemort always feared him. Voldemort did have a core of ninety eight percent which they did know about as he loved to brag about it to anyone who would listen. They both agreed to levitate their bedside lockers until they could not keep it up any longer. In one minute they were both red faced and panting whilst feeling very weak and tired. Both were disappointed it had only taken them one minute and practically fell into bed and straight to sleep. It had been an experiment. In the morning they both woke up later than normal feeling fantastic. Their cores to their own combined shock had gone up to ninety five percent for the both of them. Clearly this was something other wizards didn't know about and they were sure as hell not going to be sharing that information with anyone else.
They decided to extend their stay in Manchester for a total of two weeks. They would get home again one week before school should begin and would marry then in the sanctuary of the bank. The papers to state they were married would be quickly and quietly logged at the ministry so as to not draw attention to the situation unless absolutely necessary. They weren't sure if they would tell others they were married or not yet but they would see how they felt when the time for that came. As their holiday commenced they went to Alton Towers having the best time ever. Draco had been most traumatised by some of the rides as he had not understood how they worked but after some serious trials and error he loved them now. To say now he was a rollercoaster junkie would be an understatement for sure. Each night they had practiced with their cores and were now up to an impressive one hundred and eighty level having surpassed even Dumbledore but their cores would not grow any further it would seem as it had reached its absolute limit. They wouldn't be telling anyone about their heightened cores either. Harry's occlumency shields were way better than they had ever been as he'd been working on them. He wouldn't put it past Dumbledore or Voldemort to try and read his mind and so he wanted to be sure it was protected. he hadn't even known about occlumency until Draco had told him what it was and then put some serious effort into learning and perfecting it. He wouldn't say this to anyone else but having a full core made the whole process easier by far.
They were out walking down the street in Manchester when something glinting in the window of a shop stopped Harry in his tracks. It was perfect. Dare he say it was the most perfect thing he'd ever seen? "Draco what do you think? Should we remove our glasses and head in and buy these? Look it says love, loyalty and friendship!" he enthused and Draco's heart soared. Seeing his love looking so delighted made him feel all warm and fuzzy. He felt super whole inside and loved it. He glanced at the silver rings with a smile and agreed that they should go in. They went around the corner from the jewellers and put their glasses away entering the store and smiling brightly.
"May I help you gentlemen out?" the sales assistant asked happily hoping for a sale.
"Yes we're getting married and want to purchase two of those Irish rings in the window please. The silver ones would be best!" Harry said as she smiled and grabbed a set of keys pulling the shining rings from the display unit.
"Well congratulations gentlemen. The hands here symbolise friendship. The heart in the middle symbolises love and finally the crown on top symbolises loyalty. Now legend has it that these Irish rings were crafted with ancient magical runes but no one knows if it's true. I like to think that if such things as magic did exist it would be true but it doesn't. Could you imagine a bunch of ugly witches flying around on broomsticks with black cats? No the truly magical thing as we all know is love. It is what makes the world go round after all" she asked chuckling deeply as Harry joined her in laughing but pinched Draco in the side to prevent him commenting on it. Later he mouthed which Draco knew meant he'd explain it later on. They were shown the rings and tried them on before getting new ones from the back of the store. They needed to be resized and they were told to come back tomorrow morning for them and agreed. They were two thousand pounds for the pair of them but well worth it. They left and headed back to the hotel stopping at a newsagents while Draco waited outside. Harry rushed in to buy what he was looking for and emerged a few moments later with a magazine under his arm. When they returned to their hotel suite he turned and pushed Draco up against the closed door snogging him till they were both panting and breathless.
"I love you Draco Warrens! Now I'm going to run a bath which I want to share with you but while I get that ready read this magazine. In it you will see what muggles think all witches look like. It is common practice for witches to be portrayed in the muggle media as ugly women who fly around on broomsticks cackling with black cats beside them. The only wizard they have is Merlin and he resembles Dumbledore slightly only with far better taste in robes if you know what I mean!" he said as Draco laughed his head off at the pictures in the magazine claiming that Pansy would be outraged if she realised he thought she looked a bit like this.
She didn't have the warts but she was still ugly as all hell. Harry went into the bathroom and began by filling up the tub with nice hot water and bubbles. He put some rose petals on the counter tops with some candles which smelled of relaxing scents. He had Dobby bring up some chocolate dipped strawberries and Dom Perignon with two glasses. Harry was realising just how romantic he could be. He eventually stripped naked and called Draco in. Draco had been cackling himself over what the muggles thought magic was but the laughter died in his throat as he entered and saw Harry his mouth going all dry. Since that healing bath Harry looked a fair bit more muscular then he had before but that's because his malnutrition had been fully healed allowing all his natural quidditch muscles to show through. He slipped off his own clothing slowly as Harry eyed him instantly hardening. In this light Draco was fully able to focus on his rather substantial length. It looked magnificent in the candle light.
"My god Potter I fucking adore you!" he said kissing him deeply and intertwining their tongues making Harry moan. Gently climbing into the tub first Draco slowly lowered himself into the hot water and rested against the back rest of the bath allowing his head to loll back as Harry climbed into the space between his spread legs and leaned back against his chest. As Draco leaned forward he peppered Harry's turned neck in kisses giving him various hickies and slid his hand to the front to caress Harry's erect penis. Harry hissed and cursed as Draco cupped his balls gently wringing them backwards and forwards. As he pumped Harry's length Harrys moans became louder and his rocking more fervent. Soon enough he was writhing and sloshing water all over the floor.
"Oh fuck yes!" he called out exploding all over Draco's hands and arms which were quickly spelled clean. Getting up he turned around and kissed Draco deeply before taking his cock in his hands proceeding to return the favour.
"Fuck me Potter! Oh hell yes. You know your way around a damn cock. You're mine! Kiss me!" he ordered as Harry did so just as Draco himself exploded. Both panting and highly satisfied they fed each other some chocolate strawberries and some champagne. In fact the bottle they finished was a large one so they were pretty drunk when they got out of the bath. They were both giggling and fumbling about the bathroom and ended up accidentally blowing out the candles leaving them in the dark. They were so drunk they could barely stand up.
"I love you Potter! You should be a potter you're great with you hands baby!" Draco slurred as Harry smacked his arse and laughed loudly. A highly amused Dobby dried them up and removed the water from the floor before putting them in bed safely. He loved his masters and they loved him. What a wonderful time it had been.