Notes:

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"This place is cute Harry!" Hermione smiled taking in the small cafe not too far from Harrys home. His two friends slid into the same side of a red booth as he sat across from them.

He had owled his friends the next morning, after his little sleep over with Teddy and Draco and two days later here he was getting ready to finally clue his friends on one of the biggest changes in his life.

"I love it here. I never have to worry about Teddys safety here… well because you know." The dark haired man handed his friends each a menu. Harry often frequented muggle places like this one. Here he was just another customer and no one ever bothered him. Teddys safety was always his top priority.

"Where is Teddy by the way? You know how much we love to see him." Hermione said flipping open the plastic menu, skimming through the breakfast options. Breakfast for dinner was always her go to in places like this.

"Oh Dr- Malfoy took him over to see his mother for a few hours. I asked him to take him so I could have a chance to see you guys. There is something I really have been meaning to talk to you about and I thought it would be better if it was just us. Teddy really is too smart for his age and I just don't think he needs to hear this quite yet." He looked up and Ron was staring at him funnily.

"Is something wrong? Are you or Teddy sick?" The red head asked but before Harry could respond the waitress came over to take their orders. After Ron ordered enough for six people and him and Hermione bickered as the waitress left, Harry felt a lump grow in his throat.

"Uh, so listen. I asked you guys here for a reason. Teddy and I are both fine. More than. I came here to tell you… well I have been seeing someone for several weeks. It's getting serious… and I wanted you two to hear if from me."

"That's fantastic mate. It's about time you moved on from Ginny. I mean, we always hoped you two would fix it but it definitely seems you two make better friends. You and Ginny seem happier apart than you did together. So do we know her? When do we get to meet her?" Ron smiled up at his best friend, genuinely happy to hear he was putting himself first for once.

Harrys very toxic trait was always taking care of everyone else until he had nothing left for himself. No energy, no time, not anything. That worried both himself and Hermione that Harry didn't spend enough time actually taking care of his own wants and needs. Before Teddy had come into the picture they had worried that Harry might have done something crazy and taken his own life. After the war and his break up with Ginny, Harry had never been quite himself again.

Looking at him now, Ron had never seen his friend look so much more like his old self. Who ever this girl was, she was changing Harry for the better.

Hermione looked over between the boys, something wasn't right here. "That's not all you have to tell us is it?"

Harry smiled sheepishly, "No that's not it. I know you two had suspected I was seeing the person I met through Wiz-Date. Here's the thing. I appreciate that Ginny took the fall for our failed relationship. She really… she is an amazing woman. A pain in my ass some times let me tell you, but she's been a rock for me." He knew he was rambling, his palms starting to sweat. Hermione had told him she would always love him and be his friend. Would it be the same now.

"Harry, just take a deep breath. Whatever it is, Ron and I are here to listen." Hermione reached over taking his trembling hand, stroking it encouragingly.

"Thank you. I hope this won't change anything really. I'm still the same Harry. The thing is… I didn't meet a Witch on Wiz-Date…. I met… well I met a Wizard. I'm gay." He rushed the last sentence out then let out the breath that had felt trapped in his lungs.

There, he had said it. It was out in the open. Whether his two friends accepted him was the only part hanging in the balance.

Hermione squeezed his hand, giving him a smile that clearly said I love you. "Thank you for telling us. I know that it must have been hard dealing with that alone. I'm sorry you've battled the last two years with that nearly alone."

Harry looked at Ron, "Are we okay?"

Ron shrugged, "why wouldn't we be? I mean, I'm shocked but I guess at the same time I'm not. It makes sense yeah? Back in school you never had the same interest in girls as the rest of us… So that's why you and Ginny broke up?"

"Yeah… we… tried to be intimate one night and let's just say, I am never going anywhere near female anatomy ever again." Harry let out a laugh. "Gods… I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you guys. I didn't want things to get weird or different between us."

The friendly waitress came back with a tray of food, filling the entire table with white plates. Ron tucked in happily, stuffing a fork full of sausage into his mouth.

"So blokes… Do we know the bloke you met on Wiz-Date?"

"Ronald don't talk with your mouth full. How did they take finding out your identity? I assume well enough if the papers didn't catch wind of this news story." Hermione said as she cut her pancake up into small pieces.

"Uh, yeah… you guys know him. I'm just… I'm not ready for that part yet. He has as much to lose as I do if the press catches wind. I trust you guys with my life… but it's not just mine I'm sharing. I hope you understand. I promise that when we both decide it's time, you will be the first I tell."

"of course Harry… I completely understand and that's very respectful of you." Hermione reached across again and squeezed his hand.

"Mmm You know if it doesn't work out with the bloke from Wiz-Date… Charlie is single. Mum would love that because she loves you so much." Ron gave Harry a bit of a look and waggled his eye brows.

"Thanks for the offer Ron but I think that I'm better off as an honorable mention in the Weasley family. Charlie is more like a brother. Love spending time with him but he's not much my type." Harry chewed his French fry thoughtfully.

"You have a type?" Hermione asked a bit surprised. "Is this not your first time with a man?"

"What?! Oh god… No! I mean yes it's my first time but.. I know I have a type because…" Harry was blushing at this point.

"Porn Hermione. Harry clearly spent some time discovering himself and he must be drawn to certain types." Ron shrugged shoving a meatball in his mouth happily.

"Okay listen, I love you both so very much but we are not going to talk about my porn habits or what my type is. Please… can't we find safer ground to talk about?" He said exasperatedly almost spilling his soda all over the table.

"Fine, but discussing sex isn't that big of deal Harry. We are all adults here." Hermione rolled her eyes at the boys making sounds. "Oh alright fine. Why don't you tell us a bit about him? Things that won't give him away."

"Yeah. Okay. Well, he loves to fly. He hadn't done it much since leaving school but we got to fly together a few times over the last few weeks. He's very funny and super… witty would be what I would call it. He loves muggle films and photography. He's not anything like I would have thought back in school really. We fit well together. It's almost… effortless with him. He's pretty patient with me since this is the first time I've really dated anyone." Harry smiled into his next fry thinking about Draco and how lucky he really was to have reconnected with him.

"The charity ball is a week and a half. Think you will bring him as your date?" Ron asked.

"Oh… I almost forgot about it. I'm not sure if he would want to go to something so public with me so soon." Harry blushed.

"Harry! How could you have forgotten about it? I have sent you weekly memos. You are suppose to be writing a speech. Honestly, I knew I should have stopped down to speak with you about it. Are you going to be able to get a speech together and your dress robes in time? I really need your support on this." Hermione said using her, I'm in charge and you better not argue voice.

"Yes! Yes I promise I will make sure everything is taken care off. As soon as we're done here I will go home and get started on it. I swear! Merlin's honor." Harry said with a half smile.

"I swear. The two of you will be the death of me from stress alone." She scoffed, choosing to ignore their snorts and finish off her pancakes.

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"You know… I'm trying to focus here." Harry said side glancing at his boyfriend whose hand was currently creeping over his thigh, inching closer to his belt buckle.

"But Teddy is sound asleep and I have to leave soon. Don't you want me?" Draco pouted letting his long fingers run over the belts clasp, pulling at the leather to loosen it up.

"I always want you. You know that." Harry said as he felt the leather come loose and fall open, the blonde making quick work of the button.

"Then let me say goodbye to you properly. Once I'm done you will be in a fantastic head space and write the best speech Granger has ever heard." Draco pulled at the zipper of Harrys jeans and then encouraged him to lift his hips so he could slide the denim down his thighs. He couldn't get enough of the man's body. How Harry continued to look this good with the way he ate was beyond him.

Draco slid from the couch down on his knees, pulling the jeans down around Harry's ankles, leaving only one leg still in the fabric. He pushed the man's legs apart by putting pressure on his calves.

He looked up and saw the glazed looked in Harrys eyes. He had won this battle. Harry was all his in this moment.

Draco sat up a bit, his hands running up the tanned and toned thighs, feeling the quiver in anticipation. He dipped his head licking at the dark wet spot that had quickly grown on Harrys green pants. "Thinking of me when you got dressed this morning. God knows green is my favorite color."

Harry let out a soft moan, Draco mouthing at the tip of his erection through the fabric driving him wild. "You like green because that was your house colors." He let out a groan when he felt the snarky blonde pinch his thigh.

"Sometimes I wonder if you are always this dense. Green is the color of your eyes."

For a few moments, the words hung there heavy with meaning. Harry swallowed thickly watching the man before him. "That's a much better reason then." He whispered.

Clearly satisfied with Harrys response, Draco went back to what his main focus had been to begin with. He reached into the waist band of the green pants and pulled out his boyfriends heavy cock. The tip was already red and swollen, a bead of precum starting to slide down.

Draco opened his mouth, his tongue lapping at the bead before swallowing him to the hilt with little thought. He used his heads to hold down Harrys hips so he could work at his own slow brutal pace. He knew the man was going wild not being able to thrust into the wet heat of his throat.

He bobbed his head slowly letting his tongue drag on the underside of his cock tracing the vein that ran from the base. Draco didn't mind one but sucking Harry off to completion with no reciprocation. When it came to the dark haired man, he couldn't get enough of pleasing him.

He loved hearing the praises and moans that fell from Harry's lips in a song meant only for him to hear. He loved knowing that he was the only person to ever see or witness just how handsome the man was when he was completely losing himself to pleasure.

Draco knew he he was getting close to finding his release when he felt Harrys callused hands tangle in his hair, now holding him still. Holding his hips down was nearly impossible at this point. As soon as Draco let go, Harry thrusted three times before he was spilling down his lover's throat.

It took several long moments before he recovered enough to let go of Draco's Hair. The man handled it like a pro, coming off with a wet pop, sucking in a breath full of air into his starved lungs.

Draco wiped his mouth on the back of his hand with a smirk. "See… wasn't this a much better good bye than just a kiss?"

Harry laughed, feeling a bit boneless from his orgasm. "I would say yes, but I don't want you being right going straight to your already ego filled head."

Draco stood up waving his wand to right Harry's jeans for him. He leaned down grabbing Harry by the chin kissing him hard. When his boyfriend was breathless, pupils blown and he was sure he was ready for another round, he pulled back with a smirk.

"Better get that speech done. Good night Harry."