A/N: I know that in the first chapter Draco said he loved Hermione and was in love with Harry and in the second chapter harry said that Draco never did love him... Harry didn't believe Draco at first but after dwelling on it figured that Draco does love Hermione as he is the only one to call her Mione... Enjoy!!! Chapter 4 is in the making so that should be up soon... Any I deas for Sable.. let me know I'm out!

Harry was anxiously awaiting the arrival of Ron. Mike had already met and been accepted by the Weasley clan with just Ron left.

"Harry, love, calm down he's your best friend. I'm sure he won't have a problem and if he does I'll kick his ass."

Harry chuckled and wrapped his arms around Mike resting his head on his shoulder, whilst Mike's arms were around his neck holding and soothing him.

Harry smiled into Mike's neck and place butterfly kisses there before he trailed up to Mike's lips to capture them sweetly. Neither were aware of the heated, angry gaze glaring at them from an upstairs window.

"Harry?"

The two men pulled away and Harry moved in front of Mike to approach Ron.

"Ron, I know I should have told you but-" Ron flung his arms around Harry, effectively stemming the word flow.

"It's good to have ya back mate! Now let's meet this guy."

Harry smiled and pulled Ron closer to Mike, Ron looked the black haired blue eyed boy over, taking in the blue highlights, earring in his ear, dark clothes fitted to slight frame before he held out his hand for Mike to shake.

"You hurt him. I kill you."

Harry laughed as they shook, "Ron that is so Muggle. Me Tarzan you Jane. God Ron, you are one of a kind."

"I try darling. Now can we eat." The three men smiled and made their way into the house where a large family dinner was taking place.

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Harry was in the kitchen clearing away dishes when the door opened and Draco walked in, froze and continued towards the sink ready to deposit the dirty cups he had in his hands and levitated in front of him.

The two stayed in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes until Draco broke it, "where are you staying?"

"Mike and I are staying here for the night and then we're going to Grimmuld Place for a bit more privacy."

"And you're less likely to run into me."

"Bingo." The bitter tone was evident in Harry;s voice as he faced away from Draco who turned him back around so they were face to face with Draco holding Harry's elbow.

"Harry, I thought we were passed the hatred." Harry looked into Draco's eyes and saw he was pleading.

"So did I, but then I realised I didn't even know what hating you was like, now I do."

"Harry."

"What? You're getting married to my best friend, who thinks you're a virgin, you are lying to her. Her family, her friends and –"

"And I'm hurting you in the process. Look, hate me fine but not in front of Mione."

"Sorry Malfoy but I hate you wherever I go." Ron opened the kitchen door and stopped at the sight in front of him, Draco turned to leave.

"I have to." Harry's voice was soft and full of regret, when Ron pulled him from the house and into the backyard.

"Harry, mate, you alright with this? I know how you felt about him."

"Feel, Ron. Present tense."

"You still love him?"

Tears filled Harry's eyes as Ron embraced him like a brother, shirt soaking up Harry's tears as he remembered when he found out about Harry and Draco.

Flashback:

It was their final year at Hogwarts, after the War only a few had returned; Ron, Hermione, Harry, Malfoy, Zabini, Neville, Seamus, Dean, Ernie and Hannah. They lived in a separate wing of the castle, two to a room and right now Ron was running late he had left his Transfiguration book in his and Harry's dorm room so rushing to the dorm he didn't stop until it was too late.

Harry was lying on his bed, naked and sweaty, with Draco Malfoy curled around his body in a similarly messy state.

"okay, Harry, what's your favourite colour?"

"red. Don't look at me like that, it's because it's contradictory it represents love and hate. Yours?"

"Green."

"Figures."

Draco lightly slapped Harry's abs, "your eyes are green, that's why."

Harry grinned down at Draco, before pulling him up for a chaste kiss, "Harry?"

"Yes, lover."

Draco smiled, "I think I've fallen in love with you."

Harry looked into Draco's eyes and smiled softly, "I think I'm falling right there with you." Draco leaned down and captured harry's lips in a sweet kiss.

Overcome with anger and shick Ron turned right back around and walked out the door finding it hard to believe that his best friend was in love with a man, Draco Malfoy for that matter, Ron would confront him at the end of the day.

Harry pulled away from the hug and wiped his eyes, "thanks Ron."

"No problem what are brothers for?"

Harry grinned and the two made their way back into the house, where Mike got up off the sofa to pull Harry closer to him, over his shoulder Harry locked eyes with Draco before he pushed Mike away slightly, said goodnight to everybody and Harry and Mike made their way into their room for the night.

"Okay Harry what's up with you and blondie?"

"What do you mean Mike?"

"Harry, I'm not stupid I've seen the looks he gives you, the way you react to him." Raising his eyebrows Mike sat on the bed and toed off his shoes as he simultaneously pulled off his shirt before looking at Harry expectantly.

"He was my first boyfriend."

Mike nodded, "Ah, the one who broke your heart because he wouldn't go public with you or as a gay wizard?"

Harry nodded, "and now he's getting married to my best friend."

"You still love him."

Harry sat down next to Mike and put his head in his hands, "I'm sorry" came the muffled response, Mike hugged Harry.

"It's okay, we should probably go our separate ways. Don't worry I'll stay until after the wedding but as your friend."

Harry hugged Mike and kissed his cheek, "thank you."

"No problem, besides if we're going to get you blondie then we need to work together. Make him jealous about what he's missing out on."

"Are you serious?"

"Duh."

"I can't do that, not to Hermione."

"Then expose him for the gay, non-virgin that he is at heart!"

Harry smirked at Mike, "and if you end up with him that's not your fault."

Harry laughed, "remind me why we didn't work out?"

"Because you're in love with a blond pillock."