Years Apart

Chapter 2

When Harry's father talked about Hogwarts, when he was young, it was a fairytale; like, maybe when he started he should have said 'Once upon a time…' beforehand. It was a 'grand' castle, James would say, with moving staircases and in the great hall there was hundred of candles that hovered above the tables. Oh! And the best part, was all the secret passage ways that him and his friends spent their seven years finding.

If Hogwarts was grand, than Beauxbatons was stunning. When you looked at the school, it looked more like a city, which is what muggles assumed; they called it Lille. A city that was completely surrounded by the clear blue water of Deute River(LOL never been there so sorry if I have this wrong. No intention to offend just saw the pic of it and knew it would be perfect for the school). It was breathtaking and Harry couldn't take his eyes off of everything. The obvious castle that lay in the middle was actual school, and all of the other buildings were apparently shops and housings for the students.

Thomas chuckled at the expression on his younger companion's face. He, too, experienced the same euphoria when he first came to the school. They stood at the marina that was across from the school and so the rest of the trip would be on a boat. A sail boat drifted towards them, moving on its own, with no one there to steer it.

"This is our ride, Potter, lets hop on." And they did, sitting in the boat as it magically took them to the island. It took about an hour to get there; the whole time, Harry couldn't keep still, he was so excited. Getting off the boat he was greeted by…

Flash forward in time 10 years later. Harry comes home from his last year at Beauxbatons. He is 21.

"Daddy! You don't need to do so much, I can get settled in well enough on my own," laughed Harry as his Dad, after taking everything he had back to his old room, started to unpack and put everything away. Then proceeded to make his 'baby boy' some lunch because of the stressful day he had.

"Yes, I do, Bambi! You're finally home, and I get to have you with out the countdown of having to give you back to that school!" James exclaimed. He was absolutely happy that Harry had finally graduated and now he has his youngest back at home permanently…well until Harry found a flat to live in; but, James did not want to think of such things. James was just grateful that he could teach at Hogwarts when his little boy was off at school, so he had something to distract him…well that and Severus.

"Daddy, you shouldn't call me that. I am 21 years old, and too old to be called such a kid name." Harry always had this love-hate relationship with the name that his father used. He loved it, because it was special, but he never would tell anyone and threatened his father on more than one occasion to not call him that in public. "I mean, Jared was your first born, why did you not call him that!"

"Because, Jared does not have 'deer caught in headlights' look. With your big, round beautiful eyes, you can pull it off perfectly." Harry didn't respond, he just scowled.

"Where is my big goof of a brother anyway? I thought he was going to be here to help out?" Harry asked, subtly looking around for his big bro.

"Jared is running late on his paper work and Shacklebolt told him he could not clock out till he was done. He said he should be home soon though. Oh, and he is bringing Draco with him." Harry's father said in after thought. Jared was an Auror at the Ministry and Draco was the new Minister of Magic; the youngest one ever at the age of 25. Harry didn't react outwardly to the news of Draco Malfoy, his old crush, who hated his guts, but inside he was frozen. He hadn't seen Draco since that day when he overheard his brother and him talking about the 'stalking'. It was weird, too, that it ended up that way. Harry always came home every summer but Draco was always going abroad for vacation, so they never ran into each other. Harry guessed that Draco wouldn't leave this year due to the fact that it was his first year as Minister and didn't have the time for the luxurious vacations he tended to take.

"That's cool, so what's on the agenda today? Anything special?" The younger man asked as he sat on the island that lay in the middle of the kitchen, eating his sandwich.

"Well, I though we could visit Moony and Padfoot," James said as he joined his son on the counter.

"Awesome, I have missed them so much," Harry said with much enthusiasm. "So," Harry started, swallowing a bit of his sandwich, "do you mind if my boyfriend comes over once in a while?"

James stopped eating, and looked to his son sharply, "Boyfriend?"

"Yeah, his name is Viktor, I wrote to you about him in some of my letters. He went to Dumstrang and he plays professional quiddich. His father is the Minister over in Bulgaria, you know?" Harry rambled, trying to get James to calm down some. It was the same every time Harry told his father that there was a new man in his life. He literally had to hold his father and his brother, with the help of Sirius and Remus, when the news of his first boyfriend came out. Blaize Zambini, who went to Hogwarts, but they met when his family vacationed in France for Christmas during Harry's third year. It was a simple summer fling, but the kept correspondence. Blaize was insistent that Harry didn't reveal to his brother who he went out with, since Blaize was in the same year as Draco and Jared. Harry agreed, it was better that his brother didn't know that he went out with someone who was four years older than him when he was only an innocent 13 year old.

The first time Harry had sex was with Cedric Diggory, who he met during the Quiddich world cup. It was not at all planned and they didn't know each other before the coupling, but it felt right at the time, and Harry has never regretted it. They did it a few more times and wrote letters through out the year, but then there was the terrible news that he died during the third competition of the triwizard tournament. Harry wasn't there because he was too young, but he heard from Fluer that he ended up suffocating after vines shot at him and wrapped around his body leaving no way to breath. Viktor was the champion.

He knew Viktor since his first year at Beauxbatons; there was the exchange of students between the schools every few months and the two grew to be close friends. It was not until two years ago that they finally got together and they have been together ever since. In fact, it was not 2 weeks ago, on their anniversary that his boyfriend proposed. Viktor took Harry to the clearing they called their own, and he set up a bunch of candles and a few blankets. Harry though refused to tell his family till after they met Viktor formally and officially. The seeker understood and kept the ring that he gave to his little love with him.

"How long have you two been dating?" James asked trying to not burst out in a fit of rage.

"Two years now. But we've been close friends for about ten. Listen Daddy, I know you don't like when I talk about boyfriends but, please-for me- could you not try to scare him off, because he is sort of special. He has been looking forward to meeting you and Jared, since I go on and on about you two to him. He is rich, great looking, funny and sweet, and everything I look for in a man, so try to like him. You can bond over quiddich, if you want." Harry asked pleadingly.

After a few moments James finally spoke, "OK, he can come over. I want to meet the boy that my little boy keeps rambling about." With a megawatt smile, Harry jumped into his fathers arms (after putting down his food, of course) and squealed excitedly.

"Good, because he is coming over tomorrow!"

"Who is coming tomorrow?" asked a voice that interrupted the hug. With a move that could give his neck whiplash, Harry stared at his brother who he hadn't seen since Christmas.

"Jared! You're home!" Harry jumped into his big brothers arms. Jared looked nothing like his little brother. His was tall for one thing; standing at 6'4" and was all muscle from all the Auror training. His hair was auburn, like their deceased mother, golden tan-kissed skin and hazel eyes of their father. Harry on the other hand was only 5'4" and had a small lithe body. His skin had a luminous glow to it, he had the messy black hair from their father and big emerald eyes with long-thick eyelashes from their mother. Because of his slight stature, Jared took it upon his self to be Harry's guard to all men who only wanted to do nasty things to him; which to Jared was everyone.

"Hey, baby bro! I have missed you so much!" He exclaimed as he swung Harry around in a circle.

"OK, OK, enough, I will be sick soon if you don't stop," Harry laughed. Jared put him down and gave him a kiss to the forehead.

"Hey, no one is going to greet our countries youngest minister? I am hurt!" a familiar voice that came behind Jared huge form.

Peeking around his brother, Harry saw Draco. Harry's faked a smile as he realized that no, unfortunately Malfoy did not get uglier over the years. He was an Adonis. Standing at 6'2" with his white blonde hair and piercing ice-blue eyes that currently were looking into Harry's with such an intensity that made him want to stagger back. Than there was the body that was under though sleek-expensive black robes; he was well muscled but not over buff and his body was thinner than Jared's.

"Draco! How nice to see you again!" Harry said with joy. He went around his brother and gave the man a hug. The strong arms that enclosed on him made him slightly shudder, not enough to be noticed by him family, but from the smirk on Draco's face, Harry was sure he knew.

"Harry, I have not seen you since you were eleven and you decided to go to Beauxbatons, was this your final year?" He asked politely.

"Yeah, I am all done with school now. Ready to start my career, finally."

"Oh? I didn't hear what you were going for from Jared." Draco said interested.

"I am going into curse breaking; I had done a summer program with Bill Weasley in my 8th year in Egypt and I fell in love. It will be quite fascinating going back into those tombs once more." Harry was really excited.

"That's great so, you are going to move to Egypt?" By this point everyone was seated at the kitchen table and James was serving tea.

"Umm not at first, Bill recommended me to the Goblins at Gringotts than I will go to Egypt, then I don't know."

"You're moving to Egypt?" James asked his youngest.

"Not for a while, Daddy. I don't plan to for a while." Harry soothed his Father's fears.

"So who's coming tomorrow?" Jared asked suddenly.

"My boyfriend, Viktor Krum," Harry responded without really thinking about what he said, as he was still in his 'Draco' daze even though outwardly he appeared to be unaffected by the blonde.

"BOYFRIEND!" Jared and Draco yelled.

"Yes, Jared, I have a boyfriend, and like I told Daddy, you are to be nice." Harry said, not scared of his brother.

"Wait. Viktor Krum? The Bulgarian Quiddich seeker? The son of their minister, Richard Krum?" Draco asked, eyes locking onto Harry's and he was unable to look away.

"That's right. Do you know him?"

"We've met," Draco sneered thinking about Krum and how he had everyone fawn over him all the time, the brute. "What do you see in him?" He asked suddenly.

Harry was angry now, "Who the hell are you to ask a question like that?"

"What do you mean? It was a simple question!" Draco was angry now too, not that anyone knew why…except Jared who was smirking in the background despite being pissed about the whole boyfriend issue. See throughout the years, Draco had a couple boyfriends and one girlfriend, but they never lasted longer than two months, and everyone else were flings and one night stands. The one constant, even though they haven't seen each other in 10 years, was all the ranting about Harry. Jared knew he missed his little stalker a lot and constantly used the vacation excuse to not spend time with the Potter family during summers. Now meeting Harry again, but this time all grown up, he obvious liked him and Jared couldn't be happier. His plan was to take out this 'boyfriend' and let his best friend have his little brother, because no one was more perfect for one another. (Btw take out will not mean kill. Lol)

"What I see in Viktor is none of your business and Jared,' Harry swung around to his brother, "you better not let this asshole come here tomorrow when I introduce Viktor. OK?"

"I can't promise that, Draco will come with or without my permission, he's always been stubborn that way," Jared said raising arms in defense when Harry glared at him.

"Daddy," Harry turned to his father and whined while stomping his foot, but the traitor only shrugged and continued to eat the rest of the meal he made earlier. Harry let out a huff and stomped out of the room.

Jared and Draco looked at each other and smirked, both thinking the same thing. Time to take Krum out of the picture.

A/N: OK so I know those who wanted to read about Beauxbatons more in depth are disappointed but I will defiantly be writing about it in later chapters so don't worry. Hope you like the chapter. Reaview!