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Chapter One : The Awkward Meeting
Redamancy
(n.) the act of loving in return
Draco Malfoy, Harry decided, was most definitely an enigma.
It had been three years since the last Battle of Hogwarts and Harry Potter was still an enormous celebrity in the wizarding world. He attended several functions, parties and meetings and often drowned in owls from his admirers.
But, he couldn't say that he was satisfied.
In all truth, he was not.
After breaking up with Ginny two months into their new relationship, he had been cheated upon by Dan Cross, keeper of Puddlemore United within six months. It had come as a shock, of course.
He hadn't dated anyone after that.
But looking at Malfoy now, Harry could feel all his schoolboy feelings and emotions come back. Because Damn! Malfoy looked fine.
He was at one of the many parties he had been invited to - it was the season of love, after all - and had run into Draco Malfoy in a very fitting suit.
"Harry. Harry!"
He broke out of his stupor to see his mate Ron Weasley looking at him with a confused expression. "Sorry, I guess I just zoned out for a bit."
"It would have nothing to do with the fact that Malfoy is literally ten feet away and looks hot as hell, now would it?" Hermione said with a knowing smile.
Harry could feel his cheeks heating up. "N-no! What makes you think that?"
Hermione smirked.
Ron looked confused. "Malfoy? Really?"
Harry and Hermione both sighed. "Oh, just go eat some pudding."
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The Wizarding World had been surprisingly supportive of their favourite Poster Boy's newfound sexuality.
Harry Potter was bisexual.
When he had first come out to Ron and Hermione, they had both given him confused looks, "But, I thought you already knew you were bi!"
It had made the headlines, of course. Though Harry could not understand why the topic of his sexuality managed to trump all else. But then again, the Daily Prophet did have Rita Skeeter as one of it's main reporters.
Which led us to his current situation, with all his past feelings for one Draco Malfoy came crashing back as he saw the platinum blond laugh at something the Minister of Magic said.
The Malfoys (excepting Lucius Malfoy) had been let off when the Wizengamot found out - or rather Harry Potter revealed - that Narcissa and Draco Malfoy had played crucial roles in the defeat of Lord Voldemort. They had been placed on probation for a year, but that was pretty lenient considering the fact that the Official Wizards were just looking for people to blame.
So here Draco was being allowed to be within a ten foot radius of the great Harry Potter within three years. All in all, he would say that he was pretty content with the direction in which his life was heading.
His Potion making abilities had been put to good use in the Ministry and he had built himself and the Malfoy family name back up and was now pretty much at the top, with several important connections and relationships.
However, he hadn't been able to find anyone who was willing to look past his Death Eater phase and just see him for who he was, Draco Malfoy - twenty, almost twenty one, great Potion master and gay.
Yes, Draco Malfoy was gay.
No, he wasn't planning on telling his father for Merlin's sake!
How had he found out about his queer tendencies?
Well, creating a bond of hatred with The Chosen One, and then wanting to be shagged and chosen by said Chosen One was a pretty clear indicator.
Not that he was ever going to admit to it.
In fact, the only people who knew were his mother and Blaise Zabini. His mother was in no position to spill his secret, and well, Blaise had his own secrets to keep.
He could see the Golden Trio judging him as he talked to the Minister, but put it down to their insatiable desire to prove he was the bad guy (not that they were ever wrong). Though it did give him a rather nice feeling knowing Potter was staring at him.
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Harry was flustered and feverish the entire evening just because he had been caught staring as Malfoy drank a glass of Butterbeer (doing sinful things with his lips, might he add) by said Malfoy. It had been extremely embarrassing, and he had not quite recovered from it just yet.
Honestly, today was just a bad day.
In fact, his entire life was probably just a bad day.
"Harry, quit moping!" Hermione sounded exasperated. "I don't really think Malfoy cares enough to actually use your creepy obsession with him as blackmail material."
Harry splutterred.
"Oh, shut up." Hermione said. "It's not like we don't know of your gigantic crush on the boy. Plus, he's matured now and he's made a name for himself. You should go for it."
"I am not going to 'go for it', Hermione." Harry said exasparatedly. Honestly, it is not that easy. Especially since this is Draco Malfoy we're talking about.
"Look, all you have to do mate, is go and say hi." Ron had joined the conversation now. "It cannot be that difficult, for Merlin's sake!"
"Yeah," Hermione agreed. "If you can become friends now, then maybe you can ask him out near Valentine's Day?"
"Stop, for Merlin's sake! This is Malfoy we're talking about. I have no bloody chance. I'm so out of his league. Like have you seen his legs? And that ass! And his hair, mate, it looks like the softest, fluffiest thing if he would just–!"
"Who're you pining over, Potter? The Weaselette?"
Harry's eyes widened. Of course, of all the people to stumble upon his ranting about the beauty of his crush, it had to be his crush itself.
Malfoy took Harry's lack of response as an afirmitive. "Really, Potter? I can't believe you! You're still pining over the Weaselette even though she cheated on you?" Draco laughed. "Come on, you must have some pride."
"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry grumbled.
"Don't tell me what to do, Potter." Draco snarled in response.
Hermione and Ron decided to step in, to prevent any unfortunate decisions on both their parts, that may lead to a fight. But, they couldn't deny that they had quite enjoyed Harry's shock and frustration at having been caught fanboying about Malfoy.
"Hey, why don't you both sort your issues out more civilly?" Hermione suggested.
"Like over a cup of butterbeer." Ron threw in, cheerfully.
Harry and Draco both snorted. "Why do you think I will be willing to spend time with this git?" Harry said.
Draco glared. "Of course not. The great Harry Potter cannot possibly dine with Death Eaters such as myself." He practically spat out the last sentence, with more venom than he had expected.
Harry turned to him in shock. "What? Malfoy, that's not what I meant."
"Then, what exactly did you mean, Potter?" Draco sneered.
Hermione and Ron exchanged a look. This was not going as planned, but maybe this could lead to a confession on both their parts.
Hopefully.
I didn't mean I wouldn't dine with you because you were a Death Eater. I meant I wouldn't dine with you because you were a perfect git to me in school."
Draco huffed. I can't exactly deny that.
"How do you know I'm still the git I was to you in school?"
"I don't."
"Then, lets.. how do those Muggles put it? Ah, yes. Let's hang out, Potter."
Hermione and Ron gaped at the Malfoy heir. Did he really just use Muggle slang?
Draco Malfoy just used Muggle slang, what was happening to the world?
"Okay. My place for lunch tomorrow?" Harry suggested quietly, expecting a negative response.
"Sure." Malfoy smiled. "I'll be there." And with a wave, he walked away.
Harry stared after him, in a trance. "Did that really just happen?"
"Yup, mate. That was pretty smooth, if I do say so myself." Ron chuckled.
"Yeah, Harry." Hermiones nodded. "He likes you enough to want to spend time with you. Go for it!"
Harry's smile widened. "I can't believe that just happened."
"It happened alright." Hermione laughed.
"Though your face when he asked you who you were fanboying about was a sight to see." Ron snorted.
"Shut up." Harry hissed. That had been so embarrassing.
"Looks like you've got yourself a date for tomorrow! What are you planning for lunch, by the way? And do you need help with your outfit?" Hermione asked.
Harry's face was paling. "Oh, Merlin." He whimpered. "I did not think this through. I'm going to be alone with Malfoy for almost an hour. Oh, Merlin! I don't know what to do!" He was close to hyperventilating.
Harry hadn't really thought his plan through when he had offered to prepare lunch for the both of them at his house. Now that he was thinking it through, he was perfectly willing to smack himself.
Why did he think being in close quarters and alone with Draco Malfoy, the Boy He Had Had A Crush On For Years, would be a good idea?
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