Hey everyone! So I think I decided to just go with the flow on this and see where it goes. I am thinking of just going with getting Narcissa better, maybe the Longbottoms being able to communicate better with Neville, but not leaving is still on the cards as well. I just hate that he had to watch his parents, who aren't really there or know him. We will see. I was hoping to get a few more reviews, but for those that like the story, I will continue.

HARRY

It had been three days since Harry had a run in with any of the Weasleys and he found himself at the familiar grave of his parents. It was his birthday today, and like always, he spent it here. Hermione and Harry had shut the bakery today and she was taking Teddy to the zoo. Harry set back and thought about his life, how it got to this point. He thought about Fred, which he hadn't let himself do for a long time. Fred was a subject most didn't approach anyway, even after all this time. Harry finally understood why he was scared to tell his family, though. If Fred had came out to them and they did what they were doing to Harry, he knew it would kill his friend.

They never counted themselves as more than a passing thing, but they both held special places for the other. They were each others first sexual anything and for that, Harry loved him. He laid his head back on his dad's stone and looked at the sun setting, finally noticing he had been there all day. People were used to him coming here on his birthday, and his parent's as well. He didn't visit them at the school because he didn't want to depend on them to be there. He was finally at a point where he told people to fuck off and did what he wanted. He had a successful business, had a great friend, and was slowly gaining more. Teddy was growing into a great kid and Harry knew Remus and Tonks would be so proud of how much he was achieving already.

Hermione and Harry had already taught him to read small muggle books by Dr. Suess and he was slowly learning to write his name. Harry smiled as he thought about that kid, he loved the hell out of him. He finally got up and dusted his pants, kneeling once more to kiss his mothers grave as he always did. Harry walked down the street and stopped at the house he was born in and smiled. He had fixed up what was destroyed long ago, but couldn't live in it. People made this home a shrine and Harry couldn't live in the place his parents had died to protect him, it was creepy thinking about living where someone was murdered.

He walked further so he could apparate and smiled when he opened his eyes at the familiar sight of Diagon Alley. He walked the cobble streets, knowing Teddy was staying with Hermione tonight as always. He never handled his birthday all that well because it just reminded him what happened to those who bore him. As he walked, he noticed Draco closing up his store and waved as he turned around.

"Not out celebrating, Harry?" Draco questioned as the man closed in distance.

Harry shrugged. "I never really do, not anymore. I didn't really ever, but since the war...I don't know."

Harry avoided a look that passed the other man and made to walk to his apartment when a hand grabbed his arm. He looked at the arm and then to the man it belonged to, lifting an eyebrow.

"No one should celebrate alone, Harry. Hungry?"

Harry shrugged. "A little. I live above the bakery if you wanna eat. Teddy's with Hermione."

Draco didn't say anything else to him, just let him lead him the way he was going. Harry felt the man's eyes on his back as they climbed the stairs to his apartment. He opened the door and sighed as he left it open for Draco to pass through. He made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge to take out some sausage and potatoes for bangers and mash. He turned on the stove and put the meat pieces on to start as he turned to cut up the potatoes. He looked up to see Draco leaning against the archway looking at him. "What?"

He shrugged. "You look lonely, Potter."

Harry sighed. "Today usually puts me in a mood. The muggles I lived with never celebrated and the Weasleys tried to hard to make it special. My parents only got one year with me, Draco. There's not much I like about my birthday."

He turned his face back to what he was doing so he wouldn't cut himself, but heard Draco move closer. He stopped his hand as another was put over it and stared at them.

"You should have something you like about your birthday, Harry." was whispered and Harry closed his eyes.

He could feel the sensations from the small touch and tried to calm his body down. "I have Teddy and Mim, Draco. I get really sulky today and so that's why she takes him. It's hard, but we get through it."

He felt Draco's other hand on his chin as it turned his face to meet the other person standing in the room.

"You're not alone, Harry. Not anymore. You have me and Pansy, Hermione and George, and you have Teddy. I know it seems like you lost a lot. I know a lot of people you loved died in the messed up war. Don't shut us out, please."

Harry closed his eyes and he felt Draco move and then felt both hands cupping his face. He opened his to see blue eyes looking at his with worry and he nodded. "I'll try, but the people I trusted most have betrayed me, Draco. How am I supposed to trust those who never gained it to begin with?"

Harry felt Draco's thumbs rub his skin as a small smile, a real one, formed on his face. "Time, Harry. That's all...time. Now you finish that and I'll finish what's on the stove and then we'll have a better conversation, aye?"

Harry smiled and nodded, watching the man next to him move to finish what was on the stove. They ate in silence, mostly because Harry didn't realize how hungry he really was. He always forgot to eat when he visited the stones of his parents. Harry waved his wand, getting the dishes to wash themselves as he pulled down some firewhiskey from above his stove and two scotch glasses, walking out to the living room and the blonde on his couch. He sat down and poured some into each glass, handing one to the man next to him.

"Thanks, so I gotta know. How did you sleep with Ginny? I have never been able to do anything with a chick, not even kiss."

Harry laughed and leaned back against the arm of the couch, his legs crossed in front of him. "It wasn't that hard, they all look alike."

He saw the blonde's eyes widen a bit as he sat back and crossed his own legs. "Are you telling me you had to picture her brother? Does she know?"

Harry smirked, taking a drink. "Nope, no one does. Hermione thought I was bi and the rest didn't have a clue about Fred, except George. I'm glad Fred told at least one person."

"Did you love him?" Draco asked, taking a drink.

Harry stayed quiet for a moment, thinking on what he was asked. At one time, he thought he did, but as he thought on it…"No. I thought I did, truly I did. He was the first person I kissed, the first blow, the first everything, but I didn't. Hermione always told me I didn't after the war, but I never believed it till now, oddly enough. You ever been in love?"

He watched a sigh leave the friend across from him and took another sip of the drink.

"I thought I was once. Pansy says it's bullshit. I think I was trying to escape my home life. Now I think she's right, but at the time. I was so convince I loved him. He was my first also."

Harry watched the man and let out a breath, asking before he lost the nerve. "Who was it?"

Draco smiled a bit. "Vincent. I took it hard when we couldn't get him out of the fire. She was the only one who knew."

Harry sat his glass down and scooted closer to the blonde, putting a hand on his knee. "I'm sorry we couldn't get him, Draco." he whispered.

Draco looked into his eyes and sighed. "It wasn't meant to be. If it was he would be here. I hadn't been able to be with anyone though, feels wrong like I'm betraying his memory."

Harry smiled. "I can see that. I didn't know him, so I'm not going to say he'd want you happy."

Draco chuckled a bit and smiled. "Thanks. Pansy told me he'd come back to kick my ass if he knew I was still pining for him."

Harry leans back and smiled. "Alright, enough wallowing in what could have been. How's your mum?"

Draco smiled. "She was good the other day. Still doesn't say much, but her eyes lit up when she saw me. Pansy says that's a good thing. When did you want to tell Teddy?"

Harry let out a breath and moved to stretch his legs out a bit. "Not sure, when's the store closed? If we're both closed on the same day, we could do it then with Hermione here. She's good at making it more comfortable."

"The store is closed on Sunday and Monday. I should get home, getting late. I want know some about Severus and my cousin at some point. I thought he hated him."

Harry threw his head back and laughed. "He did, till they were 16. A prank gone all kinds of wrong."

Draco nodded and Harry followed him to the door so he could shut it behind him. Draco stalled in the doorway and turned to look at the man. "See you later, Potter."

Harry nodded, grabbing his arm when he turned to leave. He met blue eyes, looking at him, questioning him, and took a breath. "Thank you, for tonight."

Draco moved closed and squeezed his hand. "You're welcome."

Harry then watched as the guest walked down the stairs and around the corner. He shook his head and closed the door, trying to get thoughts out of his head. Draco was just meant to be a friend, nothing more. He had told himself this all the way to the kitchen, putting the bottle back up. He told himself this all the way to his room and as he changed into his pajamas. He told himself this as he laid in bed and looked up at the ceiling, his hands behind his head. He told himself this as his head kept showing pictures of his smile, the way his eyes light up when he smiled, the way his lips looked on the glass.

Harry felt himself react to what his head kept imagining and closed his eyes, willing himself to think of all kinds of things. He didn't need to fancy Draco Malfoy. He didn't know him, didn't need to act on anything. Draco, himself, told him that it still felt wrong to be with anyone other than Crabbe. Why he was with that guy, though, Harry didn't know. It was hard to picture anyone thinking that guy was attractive, but Draco did know him better. Thinking about Crabbe helped calm his body reacting to the blonde and Harry sighed as he was finally able to calm enough to sleep.

Harry woke the next day to a knock on the door and smiled, knowing it was Teddy and Hermione. Hermione was early, as usual to start the opening of the bakery. Harry climbed out of bed and padded down the hall, opening to the front door. Teddy wrapped his arms around his uncle and Hermione just smiled, letting him know to come down when he was ready. He took Teddy into his room so he could pick what to wear and then Harry went to take a quick shower. Draco popped into his head and he smiled. That man was something else and he was glad he spent some time with him. He was a good distraction.

Harry climbed out of the shower and quickly dried off before wrapping the towel and walking into the bedroom to find a pair of jeans. He found a pair of holy jeans Hermione convinced him made his ass look good and slipped them on, going without the boxers. He then grabbed a v neck black tee and slipped it over his head. He took out a pair of converse and slipped them on, going to find Teddy. He smiled when he saw his godson, playing with the new stag and dog that Hermione had gotten him. Teddy gave them the names Padfoot and Prongs, for obvious reason.

"Ready to eat?"

Teddy looked up at him and smiled. "Did you have a good birthday, Uncle Harry?"

Harry smiled and nodded. Teddy was getting better at talking everyday and Harry was quite proud. Teddy got up, bringing his wolf like always, and followed Harry down the stairs. They reached the bakery after Hermione had already opened, so Harry gave Teddy a scone and some pumpkin juice, sitting him on the table by the register so they could still see him. They were always busy in the morning, so Harry jumped in to help Hermione while she rang everyone up. They had finally gotten the line taken care of and Harry leaned against the counter by the register. "How was he?"

Hermione smiled, putting some more muffins in the case. "A doll, like always. How are you?"

Harry smiled. "Alright, Draco ate dinner with me. I got back as he was closing up."

She smirked at him and he rolled his eyes. "I already know what you're going to say, but it wasn't like that. We ate, we talked, that was it. It wasn't a…"

The door dinged, stopping what ever he was going to say and Hermione smiled as the object of discussion finally came in for his bagel.

"Morning, Draco."

"Hermione, Harry."

Harry rang him up while Hermione got his bagel.

"Hi Mr. Malfoy!"

Draco watched them as he sat with Teddy for a bit while his bagel was being prepared. Harry watched them interact, wishing Teddy had more people that dropped their time for him.

"He's good with him, yea?" he heard his friend whisper as she bagged the food.

Harry sighed and looked at her. "Don't Hermione."

"Here, Draco."

Draco turned, patting Teddy's head, as he took the bag. "Thanks, doll. See ya, Harry."

Harry nodded and smiled as he left, watching him walk down the street. He turned to see Hermione smirking at him.

"It's not like that, Mim. Honest."

"You have the same look you did after the bathroom thing, Harry. Just admit something could happen."

He rolled his eyes. "He's still getting over the last one, Mim. Don't do anything, please."

She shrugged and then asked Teddy if he wanted to help with the cupcakes, leaving Harry to think about how much he was in denial. Harry knew it was denial, but wasn't going to let her know she was right. Last night, he dreamt of the man that just left and it was very unchildlike. He shook his head to get the dream out of him and started to put some of the things in the case together so they could wash the trays before adding the lunch foods. He took back two of the four trays, ignoring his friend, who laughed at him. He really loved her, but she was so annoying at times.

It didn't help that she knew she was usually right about certain things. Harry also knew he was attracted to the man he'd been thinking about all day. He also knew he was going to wait till Draco made a move, if he ever did. With Draco telling Harry he still felt wrong being with someone else, Harry knew he couldn't just act on anything. It was going to be hard, but Harry knew he didn't have a choice. Sure he hadn't touched Ginny, or anyone else for about a year. However, he knew for Draco it was probably longer. Harry blew out some air and ran a hand down his face, trying to control his body as thoughts of his dream came to the front of his mind once again.

"Harry."

He blinked to see Pansy standing at the register. "Sorry, spaced out."

She smirked. "You and Draco spacing out, wonder why?"

He huffed and rolled his eyes. "Not you too? I already have Mim on my ass. Nothing happened. He told me about Crabbe."

She leaned closer. "I know, he told me. You're different though, and I think it's scaring him. You always affected him, Harry. Now...I'm here for two sandwiches. His worker was ill today so he can't take lunch."

Harry nodded and rang up the Healer, Hermione bringing out the sandwiches since she just finished them. He watched as their new friend walked out, trying not to think on what she said about Draco Malfoy.

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