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Harry moaned as his dance partner pressed up against him, his hands roaming the thin blondes body. He was just about to push his hands up the guys t-shirt, when he heard something that made his heart stop dead.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! YOU'RE DEAD!"

Harry jerked away and stared in shock at his father. Uh-oh, was his only thought. "Um…Hi, dad," he said, hesitantly.

"DON'T 'HI, DAD' ME! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!"

Before he spoke, Harry saw Sirius and Remus come up behind his father. Remus looked just as shocked and lived and James, and Sirius was smiling as though he had just won the lottery.

"Dancing?"

James's face turned pale. When he spoke, it was forced calm, which scared Harry more than the yelling. "Dancing? Dancing? I can't believe this, Harry. Why didn't you just ask to come here? You snuck out!"

Harry was about to speak, but Sirius beat him to it. "And what did you do, James?"

What little color was left in James' face left. "It's different."

"You snuck out?" Harry asked, smirking slightly. "My own father. What would Mum say?"

"You wouldn't! Would you?"

"He is your son, James. In every way," Remus said. "You taught him from early on not to let anyone rule him and to use what he knew to his advantage."

"Shit."

Harry smiled. "How exactly did you get out of bed without Mum knowing?"

"That's none of your concern," James forced out.

"Bathroom bit!" Sirius said happily.

Harry's nose wrinkled. "No wonder she hasn't came crashing in here. Now, back to more important things. What are we going to do with you?"

"What do you mean, what are we going to do with me? I'm an adult! I can't be punished by my own child!"

"No. But you can be by your wife. I wonder how comfortable the couch is?"

James' eyes widened. "Not the couch!" Even Sirius looked afraid of the consequence that could happen for James. Of course, after that one time when Harry was still a baby and Remus had found out about the videos, well, lets just say that the living room practically became his bedroom.

Harry smiled. "I won't tell."

"Thank…"

"If I don't get in trouble."

"Fuck."

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James watched Harry all through breakfast the next morning. The tension in the air was noticed by all, except Lily. Remus and Sirius, who lived next door, had made it a habit of eating breakfast at their 'favorite neighbors in the whole wide world!' and not only did they accomplish eating most of the food, but it was when Sirius started to torture Lily every day.

Today, Sirius was talking about his and Remus's night, leaving out the fact that James had gone with them and Harry had also been there. He even proceeded to tell her what had happened when they got home.

During breakfast, Remus was trying, but not succeeding, in getting Sirius to stop talking. Lily sat in her seat, blushing and taking small bites of her egg. James was having a staring contest with the side of Harry's head. Harry himself was acting like nothing unusual was going on and was eating as much food as he ever did. It had always surprised the 'family' that he could eat more food then they did combined and still remain thinner then most boys his age.

As soon as his plate was empty, he jumped up and without so much as a good bye, left. As he left, James eyes landed on the slight sway of his hips. He remembered the sight of Harry moving sensually against the blonde. Realizing that he was reacting in ways that a father shouldn't react to his son, he brought his attention back to breakfast…though not entirely.

He thought of what had happened once the two got home. James had followed Harry to his room and started to ask questions.

Flash Back!

James watched as Harry through himself onto the bed, angry. He knew it was because of the 'display' at the club. He should've just pulled Harry out of the club and apperated somewhere private, but his anger had always gotten the better of him.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. "Harry?"

"What?" his tone told of his fury.

"Are you gay?"

A blush crept up to Harry's face, making him redder then Ron's hair. "Why would you ask that?"

"You were dancing with a guy…Actually, I wouldn't call that dancing, maybe a little bit more like foreplay." A light blush came to his cheeks.

"Why is it any of your business if I'm gay or not? You gonna kick me out or something if I am?"

"NO!" He said that a little bit louder than he had planned to and hoped that Lily didn't wake up. "Where would you get that idea from?"

"Bunch of my friends parents kick them out 'cause they are."

"Their idiots. My parents didn't turn me out when they found out I was bi and I'm not gonna kick you out."

"Your bi?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"Yeah." James couldn't believe he was having this conversation with Harry, his only son…Hell, his only child! "I've always preferred men, but when I looked into your mothers eyes, I don't know how to explain it. I really think that it was her eyes I fell in love with."

"I've always been glad I have her eyes. 'Mione says they look like emeralds that had been shined enough to reflect even the dimmest of lights…she's gotten to be a real romantic. She's started to read romance novels."

James chuckled. "She's right you know. I think your eyes are even brighter then hers…of course, you're more easy going then she is. Which reminds me, I need to take the trash out before I go up to bed, otherwise she'd have my hide."

"Glad it's not my turn."

"Better be. You're so skinny, you probably couldn't lift it."

"Shut up."

James laughed. He was about to get up when Harry spoke.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"What's it like?"

"What's what like?"

"Being with another guy?"

This time it was James' turn to turn completely red. "Um…I don't…I mean, I'm not…Haven't you…"

Harry couldn't help but laugh at his father. "No, I haven't. The farthest I've done is kiss, 'course, I probably have gotten farther if a certain dad hadn't of interrupted."

James grinned sheepishly. "Could I help it? I wasn't expecting to see you there."

Harry rolled his eyes. "So, what's like?"

"Harry, I'm not sure this is an appropriate conversation for us."

"Mum would kill you, right?"

"Right."

End Flash Back

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