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Sorry, sorry, sorry for the superlate update! I've been busy, since my mock exams are coming up and other things, so I hope you guys will forgive me for updating so late!
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Harry had just sent the letter to his friend, and he slumped down in one of the armchairs in the library, where he currently was. He was honestly happy for Ron, but he was also kind of hurt that the red-head hadn't trusted him enough to tell him right away.
Now he only hoped that Ron would reply soon. Harry couldn't stand the feeling of just waiting for something to happen, and that he couldn't do anything to make the time suddenly go so much faster.
He yawned and stretched his arms over his head. Deciding that, to make time pass, he could read a book, Harry made his way to one of the shelves.
It had many different sorts of books, everything from cooking recipes to books on really Dark magic. He settled on a book which seemed interesting. It had no title, but it wasn't so big like the rest of the books in the shelf.
When Harry had walked back to his chair and opened the book, he found the title 'How to make the best beauty potions in the world' written in neat, curvy handwriting.
Harry chuckled, so that's where Lucius found out how to make his hair always looked so perfect and shiny!
Just as he was about to begin reading the first paragraph, it was about to make your eyes look bigger, Harry heard the sound of an owl's beak against the window and when he looked up, he saw his own Hedwig standing outside, waiting impatiently for him to open it.
He wasted no time, and jumped up from the chair and opened the window so the owl could fly inside.
Harry hurriedly took the letter that was attached to Hedwig's foot and gave her a piece of bread he'd seen lying on the desk. The owl happily swallowed it and, after nipping Harry playfully on the finger, disappeared out the window again.
The 'boy-who-lived' opened the letter and began reading.
Dear Harry.
I'm so happy that you don't hold this against me, and that it's going to destroy our friendship. You see, that's what I was afraid would happen if you got to know I was dating Severus Snape, the person I've always made perfectly clear I've hated since the first day of potions!
But when I was given to him, to do the dirty work, such as taking out the garbage (you may be surprised to know that Severus doesn't get rid of it magically), and doing laundry, I slowly started to notice that he's actually a lot nicer than he seem. At home he doesn't carry that constant glare and don't give all those comments on how bad you are all the time. Of course, they're still there, but they don't come as often!
After a while, I must've fallen for him, I don't know when it happened, but I just suddenly realized one day that I really liked him.
Of course, it took quiet the time to finally come out and confess, but when I did, he actually accepted it, and now we're dating, or whatever you could call it.
And you're right about Severus not being easy to live together with, sometime he just have a bad day, which makes him annoyed all the time, and if you say the wrong thing, you may end up having to eat your dinner outside, but other than that, I'm really enjoying myself here!
Hope you and Lucius are having a nice time together, too!
See ya soon!
Ron
Harry smiled softly, before rising and walking in the direction of Lucius' study. He wanted to show the letter to him, since it also revolved Snape, who was Lucius' best friend. It was rather funny to think that their best friends also hooked up.
When he arrived in front of the now pretty well-known door, Harry didn't knock, he just walked straight in. He was pretty sure that Lucius wouldn't mind, though.
Luckily for Harry, Lucius was bored and wanted nothing more than a distraction from his work and when that distraction came in form of a certain raven-haired Harry Potter, he wasn't one to complain.
"What is it, love?" Lucius asked, making Harry blush a little, and he thought about how he would've reacted if Lucius had called him 'love' some months earlier. Probably with shock he thought and smiled. It was amazing how things could change so quickly!
"I got a letter from Ron! I just thought you should read it too." he said and walked over to the other man, and sat down on his lap.
Lucius took the letter handed to him, and couldn't help but feel a little curious. Why did Harry want to show him a letter that he had gotten from his best friend?
He quickly scanned the page and when he was finished, he looked up in Harry's smiling face. 'Merlin, that smile could've made me do anything, just to see it!' Lucius thought and gave Harry a quick kiss on the nose.
"What are your thoughts on their relationship, Luc?" Harry asked. He had been wondering about it, actually. He doubted that the older Malfoy would have anything against it, but one could never know.
Lucius thought for a while, before he answered. "I'm happy that Severus finally have someone in his life that can keep him from being the sarcastic, humorless man he has become. He wasn't always like that, you know."
Harry sighed and nodded, before leaning his head on Lucius' shoulder.
"I'm happy for Ron too." The raven-haired teen said softly.
Just as Harry and Lucius were cuddling in the office, Draco sat outside, thinking. He had been doing a lot of that lately. Ever since he had visited the Zabini family. It had been a little while ago, and the business with his father and Harry had made him forget it, but when everything had calmed down, he had started thinking about it once again.
He and Blaise had been childhood friends, both of them being from pureblood families.
He had been suspecting that Blaise was gay for quiet a while, but the episode at the other boy's mansion still shocked him a little. It wasn't that he didn't like the feeling, it was just so... confusing. He needed time to think about it.
Draco was sitting in the Zabini's living room, reading a book on different magical beings, when Blaise had walked in. His face looked worried or nervous about something and Draco rose from the chair he was seated in and walked over to the other boy.
"What is it, Blaise? You look like you have a lot on your mind. Is it something about the war or anything?" Draco asked. Blaise chewed on his lower lip, before shaking his head.
"Then what is it?" the Malfoy heir said, getting a little impatient.
"Draco, I need to tell you something." Blaise said, his face suddenly serious, like he had made his mind up about something.
"You probably have guessed by now that I like boys." When Draco nodded, Blaise continued. "Well, I don't really know how to say this in careful manner that won't shock you, but I like you, Draco." the Italian boy said, his face still dead serious. Then without warning, he leaned towards Draco and kissed him. It wasn't a long or passionate kiss, it lasted for only a couple of seconds, but for Draco it felt like oh, so much longer.
After that, he had been unable to act natural in Blaise's company, and whenever the other boy looked at him or their eyes met, he could feel his face heat up and he hurried in another direction.
Draco sighed. Why did his life have to be so complicated? Just in these last few weeks, it turned out that both his father and his best friend were gay, and said father was now in a relationship with his ex-school rival, and just to top it off, said gay best friend had feelings for him and had kissed him!
Why did this only happen to him? Draco stood and walked towards the mansion. He needed to talk with his father, maybe, since he was in a relationship with another guy, maybe he could help him?
When the Malfoy heir knocked on the door to the study and walked in, he was met with the image of a certain boy-who-lived on his father's lap, both whispering to each other and cuddling. Draco cleared his throat and the two lovebirds looked up.
"Oh, Draco. What brings you here?" Lucius said, like the fact that his son had walked in on him and Harry's privet time hadn't happened.
"I need to talk to you, Father. Alone." he added and cast a glance at Harry, who nodded, kissed Lucius lightly on the nose and disappeared out the door.
"Now, what was it?" Draco walked over to the chair in front of the desk before he replied.
"I need some advice." he said calmly. Lucius lifted an eyebrow. Draco rarely came to others to sort out his problems, usually he tried to handle them by himself, being too proud to ask for help.
"Blaise told me he liked me a couple of weeks ago, then he kissed me, and now I can't even be in the same room as him without feeling uncomfortable." he said without looking at his father, preferring to look down on knees.
"I see. Did you like it when he kissed you?" Lucius asked, making Draco blush a little.
"I didn't dislike it, but it was so sudden, so it shocked me. I didn't really think about whether I liked it or not." he said.
Lucius smiled and rose from his chair, before walking over to his son. "Draco, the best thing you can do now, is talk with young Mr. Zabini and clear everything up. There's no use in sitting here brooding over it!" That being said, the older Malfoy walked over to his owl who sat waiting on the windowsill. He grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and wrote a quick message that he tied to the owl's leg. Draco watched the bird as it flew off, before giving his father a confused look.
"That, Draco, was a message to Blaise to meet you here in one hour. You two are going to talk this through."
Half an hour later, Draco had showered and put on some new clothes, and was now waiting impatiently for Blaise to show up. He had thought it over, and had come to realize that he didn't mind the kiss as much as he had originally thought.
A sudden knock on the door made him jump, but he relaxed when Harry came in.
"I heard from Lucius." he said and Draco silently cursed his father for not being able to keep things secret. To Harry, he just nodded.
The raven-haired boy just smiled. "I hope you two manage to clear up whatever it is you have a problem with!" he said "I don't really know Blaise, but he seems like an okay guy!"
Draco nodded, Blaise was an okay guy, he was one of the first friends he had had, and they always played together when they were little.
A sudden noise pulled Draco from his thoughts. He turned around and saw the person he had just been thinking about walk out of the fireplace. Harry gave him a quick smile, before silently walking out of the room.
Draco didn't know what to say, it was like his brain had frozen and refused to work. The only thing he managed to say was "Blaise".
So, how was it? I'll try to update as fast as I can, exams or not!