(A/N This is not the last chapter!)

"I've made up my mind," Harry told Hermione sternly but also pathetically, "If I break it off with Ginny permanently, I'd never be able to take it back."

"And if you choose Ginny, you'd never have a chance with Draco." She snapped.

"Who says I have a chance with Draco anyway? What if I just decide to kiss him and he doesn't even fancy me? That would ruin our friendship AND my chances with Ginny."

"Choosing Ginny could ruin your friendship too you know, if he fancies you."

"I don't even know if I'm attracted to men," Harry pointed out. They had been going back and forth for what seemed like hours, making a point and then counteracting it. He was due to face his family and friends any moment to reveal what happened in his travels and what he decided from the experience.

"Any decision you make tonight, will effect your future greatly Harry. It's time to grow up and decide what you really want, deep down."

"I know she can make me happy, I've seen it. I just need to want it and work at it."

"Why are you forcing yourself to want it?" Hermione sighed.

"I'm not..." He frowned. Was he? "She's the safest option. I can't risk it all for a man, I don't even think I'm gay."

"Do you find Draco attractive?" Hermione asked bluntly.

"Don't you?" Harry said without thinking, biting his tongue afterwards.

"Harry, Ginny won't hate you. And your friendship with hers isn't very important. She's your best friends sister, it could just stay at that."

"I don't want to ruin my relationship with the Weasley's. They're the only family I have," He admitted sadly.

"Ron and I are your family. Arthur has always been on your side, although Molly need some warming up to but I can take care of that if you don't feel like Ginny is the one for you. You don't need to choose between the two of them, Harry. Just choose a path that makes you happy, even if it's being single to figure things out."

He sighed, he hated when Hermione was being her regular smart self. He thanked her and she left him alone for a few moments, joining everyone else that was in the kitchen waiting for him.

He scratched his head through his wild unruly hair, feeling much older than he was. Ginny is the safest option.

He had a rough plan in his mind of what to do. He had played over the scenario over and over in his mind. He tried not to think of Draco as he did this, not wanting to imagine his reaction to Harry choosing Ginny. He decided he wasn't ready to know if Draco in fact did have feelings for him, so in his decision making, he imagined Draco wasn't in love with him. He didn't know what his feelings were, he wasn't going to make a decision off of an assumption. So he was choosing by what he already knew.

The time had finally come to face the Weasley's and Draco. He decided to play it cool and talk about his travels, rather than focus on his decision to take Ginny back.

He made his way down the stairs, one step at a time, reaching the hallway that led to a smaller set of stairs, and then the kitchen. He couldn't turn back, he had to face them, he wanted to see them all. Being in four strange places, he needed to see familiar faces. He needed to come back to reality.

He knew the plan.

He walked down the hall and could see Hermione and Ron through the doorway before he made it through himself. Hermione was smiling, but she looked nervous. Did she know what he was about to do?

He didn't expect to feel so at ease but it felt like a cloud had lifted off of him and they all looked like the sun. He was given a warm welcome to a room filled with redheads, a brunette, and a blond. A small swarm of redheads surrounded him for hugs.

"Harry!" Arthur and Molly beamed at him, with Ginny at their side, smiling beautifully.

He looked back at Hermione and Ron, who looked just as happy that he was out of his room. Ron pulled him in for a hug and patted him on the back, "Alright there, mate?"

And then his eyes rested on Draco. His partner, his best mate. He had this look on his face; he looked absolutely defeated. He looked Harry in the eyes for a moment, and looked away. He looked as if he knew Harry's answer, like he knew Harry had been trying to choose between him and Ginny. He just knew that Harry had chosen Ginny. He looked crushed.

"Good to see you're alive." He nodded his head to Harry in understanding, and headed for the door. He pushed passed him, being sure not to touch him in any way. Harry looked to Hermione, seeming to be frozen on the spot, mouth gapping like a fish.

Fuck the plan.

Draco was inches away from the front entrance, before Harry looked as though he had an epiphany, and ran a few feet after him. Before Draco had even realized what Harry had done, Harry took him by the arm and swung him around as gently as he could, despite how desperate he felt.

Draco's eyes were burning, red with pain, and Harry didn't hesitate for a moment longer before he closed the distance between them, by kissing him. The kiss was so sweet and soft, but Harry was holding back out of fear. The kiss was as if he was asking permission to really kiss him. Draco stopped him, finally getting a good look at his Harry, yes his Harry, and kissed him back, holding his arms for support and to bring him closer.

Harry cupped Draco's face in his hands, stroking his cheeks softly, causing Draco to submit completely. He had finally allowed Harry to touch him, and he held him back; all of his defences were down.

Hermione peeked her head in the door to see what was going on, blushed, and closed the kitchen door to give them privacy. She gave a look to Ron and he blushed a little before bracing himself to tell his family.

"Er... Sorry Gin. It doesn't look like the plan worked out in your favour." He tried to tell her.

"What? What d'you mean? You can't possibly mean that Harry has chosen Malfoy, a man, over me?"

Molly bit her lip and looked to her husband, who seemed to nod his head and understand.

"It doesn't make any sense." Ginny said, crossing her arms. Molly wrapped her arm around her daughters shoulders protectively.

"Actually, I think it does," Hermione smiled, "I'm sorry Ginny, but I've suspected for years. And Molly, you can't be upset with Harry if this is what he's choosing. Being gay isn't a choice, and being with Ginny would ruin her life down the road. Admitting his love for Draco is a huge step."

"You really have been thinking about it for years..." Ron raised his eyebrows at his wife.

"Bloody hell, Granger... Way to read too into things." Draco said from the door, blushing furiously.

~*~HPDM~*~

Harry sat at the head of his bed, leaning against the wall. Draco sat across from him, flipping through the pages of the journal.

"I know most of this, maybe even more," He said, still reading, "It was easy for me to ask questions, since they knew what was happening. You had to pretend to be them, you couldn't really ask much."

"Yeah, it was hard not knowing everything." Harry watched as Draco read his every thought, "I left a little apology letter under all the pillows, except the last one. I left without being prepared, thankfully I had the pouch in my pocket at all times."

"You left a note to each Harrison?"

"Of course I did. They all knew what I did, I couldn't just come and go..."

"You're such a wanker. What did you write?"

"Well, in the first glimpse, I didn't leave anything. I have a diary synced with theirs, so we write to each other. I had the Hermione from that glimpse make it for me, I spilled the beans immediately." He blushed.

"And after I told you not to do that." Draco rolled his eyes.

"The second glimpse, I left a letter to Potter's parents. Telling them it was an honour to meet them. I left smaller letters to his sister and best mate, I didn't know them well enough to have anything much to say. The third glimpse..."

That was the glimpse with sixteen year old Draco.

"I didn't really know what to say to either of them," Harry blushed, "I apologized to Draco, I felt like I violated his life. I thanked Harry for helping me make my decision. I also may have left a letter for Dumbledore...telling him who I was, how the future happens in my universe, to see if it helps in theirs."

"You shouldn't have done that, that could really change all of their lives."

"Maybe I was supposed to go there, to help... Harrison also doesn't have Hermione and Ron this time. In this universe, I couldn't have done it without them."

"Yeah, now all he has is a version of me." Draco said quietly.

"I didn't mean it like that." Harry looked at him thoughtfully.

"It's fine," Draco shrugged. "Did the Draco you met not seem capable?"

"He was intelligent like you are... I just felt wrong leaving without helping them. I may not have met the other Harry Potters, but they're a part of me. I couldn't just leave when I had the opportunity to help. Plus Draco was distraught over the whole Voldermort situation."

"I see," Draco said, looking back to the journal, "Well, now that you're back, what have you learned." He handed the journal back to Harry.

"What did I- Er... that I was a blockhead for even going. But I'm glad I did."

"Care to elaborate, Potter?"

"Going there for the reason that I did, was really irrational. It was a bigger deal than I imagined, I could have ruined everyone's lives. But I got to meet a mirror of my parents, a sister, Sirius's son if he hadn't been murdered... My eyes were opened to the possibility of you."

"So you really never suspected I fancied you?" Draco blushed slightly, trying to hide it.

"I refused to even think about it. You never looked me in the eye longer than a few seconds, you even made sure our skin never crossed. You made it hard to really see you."

Draco nodded, feeling foolish, "I just didn't want to fall for someone I could never have."

"Look who the blockhead is now." Harry grinned.

Draco coughed slightly, blushing at the constant reminder he could have Harry.

"So what do we do now?" Harry finally asked, he had wanted to ask since they were alone.

"Well, Harry. You may have chosen me over Ginny, but I hope you'll step down from being in control and relax, let me show you what life with me will be like." Draco's voice was strong, despite how nervous he felt, "May I court you?"

~*~HPDM~*~

"He asked to court you?" Hermione gushed, "That's the sweetest gesture." She glared playfully at her husband.

"Yeah, he said he wanted to ease me into things. To make sure I really want to be with him, with no pressure. I mean... I didn't even know I was attracted to both genders." Harry admitted to his two best friends.

"He's being a real gentleman," Hermione nodded, "Has he said anything else?"

"Erm, I think he wanted to take me to the Manor gardens in a few hours."

"In a few hours? The sun is setting, isn't that a little late for a date?" Ron piped up, trying his best not to blush. He accepted his best friends orientation, and leaving his sister, but it was still awkward for him thinking about his best mate being with an old enemy - even though it all happened in school.

"Ron, you're not his mother." Hermione laughed, "We're much older now. A lot can happen on a first date at our age," She grinned until she saw the horror on Harry's face and continued, "But he's only courting you Harry. It means you're not even dating yet, he's just courting you for a chance at your heart." She smiled.

"Right, just courting. I don't think I'm ready to date a man," He said out loud, "But when I'm with him, I don't feel nervous about it at all."

"It just means you're over-thinking things. When you're with him, you're fine. When you're not, your brain goes all loopy."

"Wow Ron, that was incredibly insightful." Hermione kissed him on the cheek.

"That's how I felt right after the war when we started out," He blushed, "I was nervous about finally winning you over, but being around you made things easier."

"Enough mushy stuff," Harry made a vomit face at his best friends, "I could really use a butterbeer to calm my pre-date nerves."