Discalimer: I don't own Harry Potter
A/N okay when I wrote this I had intended for a different outcome... but nonetheless I think this develops the story I've created.. so yepp. I dunno how many people are actually gonna read this because of the HP book is now out, but eventually, eventually it shall happen hehe. If I don't update in awhile, it's cause of personal life problems... just saying that now to warn you, I might update a little slower.
thanks to... GentleWaterSoul bad stupid sluts? hehe that cracked me up, first review there too, bena24, Heartbrokenalloveragain, MachiavellianOrange Thank you very much for telling me that about Avy and Harry's realationship, because I was aiming to give a realistic realationship -nods-, chaeli.meep., DemonRogue, and theTigersFire for reviewing :) I love you all I do :P
Sadly Harry could not avoid looking through the letters, only reading the ones from his friends and some howlers because they burst on him before he could destroy them. While his friends were nice about it, the howlers made him want to find the person and make them pay dearly for their words.
Avy had suggested they have a big bonfire that night with the thousands of letters as fuel for the fire before Harry glared at her, snapped at her to keep destroying the letters he gave her, and went to get some Tylenol for his very bad headache.
When the next day came, his alarm clock blaring in his ear as he threw it to the ground in a fit of anger at being awoken from his peaceful no white letters, no red howlers sleep, he remembered what today was: his Quidditch team's practice.
"I'm calling in sick, that's it." Harry decided, not wanting to hear what his teammates thought of the whole fiasco, not caring whether he'd get in trouble for missing today's practice, and not wanting to find out what would happen if he dared go out in public.
Harry lazed around in bed happily for about three minutes before Avy burst into the room, jumped onto his bed and stuck her face in his. "Harry, that alarm clock is evil, total work of the devil." she said, before pulling the blankets off of his body and running out of the room.
"If I'm awake you're awake, dad!" she screamed before he heard her snake hissing happily at being allowed to roam the kitchen floor. Harry groaned and got up out of his bed, searching for a robe to wear today.
Harry knew he'd have to face the world one way or another, and since Avy woke him up, he knew today was as good a day as any. It would never get better then this, as far as better could be in his situation.
He pulled the robe over his head and walked out of his room to the kitchen, seeing Avy's snake crawling up one the kitchen table's legs. Ssshe hatesss getting up early. The snake commented, before climbing up the leg once more.
I know, bloody annoying isss what it isss. Harry responded to the snake, before opening up the fridge door and grabbing a piece of pie that seemed to have been left in there, uneaten by Avy. The snake didn't respond, and Harry didn't want it to, because then wherever Avy had been hiding, she would have heard, and come to remind him why he'd been hiding in bed earlier.
Harry walked into the locker room, seeing Kevin first before any of the other teammates. "Harry, coach wants to see you…" Kevin said, not looking reassuring that everything was okay now that he'd been 'outed.'
His other teammates either looked at him with scowls or didn't look at him at all as he walked out of the locker room, and heading towards the field where the coach would probably be.
Heading towards the coach, Harry felt nervous, no scratch that, very nervous. It was as if his insides were being turned into scrambled eggs, just from seeing the blank expression the coach wore.
"Potter." he said coldly, and Harry gulped, not to sure what he had done. The team wouldn't get rid of him, would they? He was one of their best players for Merlin's sake!
"Coach." Harry responded, staring at the man as he stood straight, trying to look as acceptable as he could, considering he felt like falling off a bridge instead.
"Potter, I know you're very good at being a seeker, exceptional in fact, but… the other players feel like you're a liability. This has nothing to do with you personally, of course, but I want a comfortable environment in my team, I don't think you will help bring that into our team. I regret doing this, Potter, but you'll have to go, it's best for the team." the coach said, keeping his voice steady during the whole speech, not sounding sorry at all.
Harry was fuming; he was getting sacked because of his sexuality! The coach might not have said it, but he knew that's what he meant. "It's best if you go and get your things—" the coach never got to finish his insufferable speech because Harry had cut him off, and rather angrily at that.
"I'm sorry, coach, but I know what this is really about, it's about my relationship with Draco Malfoy isn't it? They all can't stand the fact that I have a chance of being attracted to them, which, frankly, is impossible as most of them all are a bunch of ignorant twats who spend way to much time with their heads stuck up their arses. I could care less, actually I think I want to leave, the only one worth knowing is Kevin Carlos anyways. Thank you for this great opportunity to leave this fucked up team." Harry finished, before walking away from the coach, knowing he'd just let out all of the anger that had been building up for the past day or so.
Harry didn't really remember half the things he'd said to the coach, but… he had a feeling that it had been worth it seeing the astonished look on his old weathered face. Harry walked back into the locker room, getting ready to get his Quidditch gear out of his locker.
"You disgusting pouf." Harry heard one of his teammates say, and Harry turned around glaring at Sean. He watched as Sean's dark brown eyes go wide as Harry picked his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at him.
"Would you like to say that again? I'm sure I can turn you into a very fancy handkerchief for Draco, he'd sure appreciate it with all those colds he gets." Harry responded coolly, getting his gear out of the locker putting it in its bag.
"I don't want to be near your slut, thank you." Sean said, and Harry really felt like punching Sean in the face. He knew Sean had always hated the homosexual jokes he'd heard, but he'd taken it a different way then Harry had. Harry had always laughed nervously along with them, and Sean had always scowled at them.
"Sean-" Kevin started to say, as if knowing there was about to be some trouble.
"Draco is not a slut!" Harry growled, pointing his wand at Sean as Sean flung his own out, both getting ready to send some nasty curses each other's way.
"EXPELLIAMUS." Kevin shouted and Harry's wand flew out of his hand along with Sean's. Both still glaring at each other, seething, as the other teammates took Sean by the shoulders and dragged him out of the locker room, Kevin giving Harry his wand back.
"I think you should go home and rest, Harry." Kevin said, looking genuinely upset over what had just occurred.
"Oh I will, and I don't intend to ever come back." Harry said angrily, walking out of the locker room in a hurry, not looking back at Kevin who looked disappointed to see him leave.
"I can't believe they sacked you!" Hermione cried as Harry sat down at her table, sipping tea.
"Oh but they did, and I think I want to move, maybe to the alps that way I never have to get another owl from some witch or wizard that I don't even know and get told off for being attracted to men. Half of them assume I'm gay! I'm bisexual damnit!" Harry said, taking a bite out of his cookie.
"Harry it can't be that bad, surely we can get your job back, it's unfair! We should protest, we-" Hermione said before Ron came in and sat down, staring at her as if she were possessed.
"Hermione this isn't another house elf thing is it? I think what Harry needs right now is a few days of peace and quiet." Ron said, handing Harry a bottle of firewhiskey, which Harry took gratefully.
"Harry you can't just let them walk all over you like this! It's injustice that's happening to him right now, Ron, we should try and make those blockheads realize that!" Hermione protested, and Harry just stared at the firewhiskey as if it was his only consolation.
"I'm just tired Hermione, I've already had a few howlers calling me a sick twisted pervert who probably fucks dogs as well…" Harry was now opening the bottle remembering one in particular, getting ready to down the alcohol in his hands, not caring that it would burn his throat.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed, her eyes going wide, "That person is.. is…" She tried to finish her sentence but seemed so outraged that she grabbed the bottle of firewhiskey from him and took a swig of it herself.
"Wow." Ron said, as Hermione put the bottle down and wiped her face clean of the strong smelling firewhiskey.
"I forgot how strong that stuff is." Hermione said, her eyes watering a bit, and Ron just took the bottle, sipped it down, and gave it back to Harry, who took one huge gulp and felt it burn his throat, and he coughed it up, trying to get the burning sensation out of his mouth with more tea.
Karyn, the youngest of Hermione and Ron's brood, came running into the room they were in and pulled at her mothers robe. "Mommy up!" she said and Hermione picked up her daughter, putting her on her lap.
Harry watched Karyn as she fussed and got the attention of her parents, saying words that didn't make sense, and Ron would just nod and go along with whatever she said, even though she was really blabbering away.
"I remember Avy when she was younger… Nothing like she is now, she was sweet back then." Harry said, smiling at Karyn who suddenly noticed him and smiled a great big smile.
"I wanna see Uncle Harr, Mommy! Uncle Harr!" she cried, and wiggled in Hermione's lap. Hermione smiled and put Karyn down, and she ran over to Harry as he picked her up.
"Uncle Harr?" Harry asked, a smile toying on his lips. Ron laughed as Karyn settle right down in his lap and started to eat his leftover cookie.
"Don't ask, she's been calling her sister Ellen, Elel the elf ever since Hermione read her that blasted Klank fantasy book. I think she wants to become the main character whatever it is." Ron explained, smiling at his daughter.
"Cortney, she wants to be the shapeshifter Cortney, Ron, let her have imagination, she's three!" Hermione said, but Ron just rolled his eyes.
"Yeah well it's okay for you, you're still called mommy, I get called Evil Ester all the time now." Ron Smiled as Harry started to laugh, looking at Karyn who was happily eating a cookie.
"Karyn's in a good mood today isn't she?" Harry said, knowing the three year old could be very temperamental when she wanted to be.
"She had a good nap yesterday; someone let her stay up to late last night." Hermione said, glaring at Ron, who just ignored his wife.
"Harry what did Avy call Remus when she was younger?" Ron asked, and Harry tried to think of it, knowing it had something to do with wolves.
"She called him Sparky because of a show she once saw, and Sparky was a werewolf. She used to watch that show for hours on end; I think I even started to dream about that show after awhile." Harry said, smiling at the memory.
Karyn started to fidget in Harry's lap and Harry let her down once she started to whine a bit, and she ran off to amuse herself once more. Once Karyn was out of sight Hermione went for the kill.
"So Harry, are you and Draco actually…" she asked, watching him intently, and Harry knew that this was what she'd really wanted to talk about all along.
Harry nodded, and took another sip of the firewhiskey, looking for any of the children to make sure they didn't see them drinking. "Draco didn't tell you?" he asked, knowing full well that Ron and Hermione were in contact with Draco.
"Well he didn't confirm or deny, but he led us to believe you'd finally decided to be civil to each other at least…" Ron said, stealing the bottle and taking a sip of it.
"Well in that case… Yes, that stupid article is true, but it's nothing like what the idiot witch was saying, it's… attraction." Harry said, knowing full well the article had proclaimed his undying love for Draco basically, and that wasn't the case.
Harry was going to avoid the question why he had come out for Draco at all, when he'd had loads of time for any other boyfriend, but that was a question he'd avoided asking himself. All he wanted to concentrate now on was a nice chat with his friends and downing the whole bottle of whiskey with them as he vented about the homophobes who were really starting to get on his nerves.
"Well then Harry, seeing as it's true, I think we should get Draco to help us. He's working in the ministry and I'm sure he went through the same things you are going through too!" Hermione commented cheerily. Perhaps this wouldn't be as nice a chat as he thought.
"Hermione, can we think about this later? Right now I'd like to think about ways to hex my old team, not rejoin them." Harry replied, grabbing for the bottle now in Ron's hand when Hermione snatched it away.
"Oh you two, stop drinking. Fine Harry but you know this might happen at another place you want to work in! You can't run from it…" Harry just shook his head, while Ron took another cookie from the tea tray and ate it.
"I know I can't run from it, I've known that all along. I was just hoping to… stall it until the day I died. Now I have Avy, whose acting rather civilly to me, I'm sure Ivy has a few thoughts on this whole thing, and I haven't heard from her yet, not to mention Draco…" Harry said stopping right there, deciding that part of his personal life didn't need to get out to his friends.
"Ivy isn't-" Ron was about to say before Harry cut him off.
"Going anywhere near Avy. I know I threatened Avy a few days ago that I'd send her to her mother's, but Ivy doesn't know how to raise a kid, she barely knows how to take care of herself. I know Avy and I don't get along-"
Harry was saying when Ron reminded him, "You never get along with her."
"Thank you, Ron, but she's not going to some place where she'll get even worse treatment then I did from the Dursley's." Harry finished off.
"Harry, she's not that bad…" Hermione said, but they all knew the truth, Ivy was irresponsible during school, and if Avy were to go there, she'd be alone way more then she ever was with Harry.
Ron snorted into his newly poured cup of tea. "Hermione, she was a bloody nightmare pregnant, always whining on and on about how fat she was getting, she didn't want the child and why she was even going to give birth to Avy was a mystery to me." Ron said, putting down the tea on the table.
"She loves Avy, just… She never wanted to be a mother really. She's not that cruel. Well actually when she caught Draco and I together that one day she was raving mad, kept going on about how wrong it was. I had to tell her I was just confused and experimenting to get her off my back about it, so I'm waiting for a letter telling me how horrible I am from her." Harry said, looking at the tea forlornly, wishing the firewhiskey was still in front of him.
"She can't take Avy away from you, can she?" Ron asked and Harry frowned, letting Hermione pour him a cup of tea finally and sipping it halfheartedly.
"She can try…" Harry said, not wanting to think about it at all. If he knew Ivy, and he didn't anymore, but he could guess that she was still the same in the area of believing homosexuality was wrong in any form.
Hermione sighed and shook her bushy head, her hair never did get any tamer, but that was Hermione's hair for you. "I don't think she will Harry, I mean Ivy is living it up, probably doesn't even know about the article yet. It'll be fine." Hermione consoled, and Harry smiled weakly at her.
"Thanks Hermione but I'm pretty sure of one thing, Ivy is still likely to cause hell for me. At least I don't have to worry about my team anymore." He said, laughing darkly.
"Don't worry about it to much Harry, if anyone else causes trouble, Hermione here will probably jump right in going on about gay rights." Ron said, before Hermione levitated the cat and sent it flying in his direction.
Ron got up and ran from the cat, who was now chasing him around manically, rather pissed off at being hurled at the red head during its afternoon nap. "Ronald it's something that needs to be fought for, so I think you should come and help me when we go to get the word out." she called after him, smirking satisfactorily like a cat.
Harry just laughed as Ron cursed about the bloody cat and Karyn cheered the cat on to get 'Evil Ester.' "Thanks Hermione, but it's not necessary." Harry said to her, but Hermione looked up at him with narrowed eyes.
"You're not something to be thrown around like a broken old broom just because you're not heterosexual Harry, it's unfair and if I have to do what Draco did, I will." Hermione stated. "That's right Karyn, you tell Crookshanks to get Evil Ester" she called off to her daughter, smiling cheekily.
"What did Draco do?" Harry asked, it was news to him that Draco did anything about being mistreated for his sexuality. But then again he could see Draco standing up to himself for this matter in particular.
"Well something slightly more legal I think would do.." Hermione trailed off, forgetting to tell him what Draco did, so he reminded her loudly that he wanted to know.
"Oh right, sorry, he blackmailed the minister of magic to either give him his job back and fire the… oh what was it he called them? 'Ignorant confounded fools' he worked with or he'd send an anonymous report to the Daily Prophet about what he did with his spare time. Draco was never subtle you know." Hermione told him.
Harry laughed at hearing that, knowing that was just the sort of thing a Malfoy would do, only this time, Draco had done it for a rather smart cause, or so Harry thought. "That's my Draco." Harry whispered to himself.
"What was that?" Ron asked, as he came back into the room, his robes somewhat worse for wear, and a bit of blood trickling down his finger. "Hermione, I hate you for that." he grumbled as he sat down, but Hermione was giggling to herself happily.
"Ron, think Fred and George would let me work at their shop for a little while? I'm afraid my source of income is gone for now." Harry said, and Ron started to talk excitedly about the shop, and how they would probably let him work in there for a month or so. Hermione of course still insisted that they take the matter to the ministry, but for now, Harry wanted to leave them out of this.
Do review :P I wanna know how it was, I know there was a big dialogue here but... I dunno maybe in my mind it was needed.