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Chapter 32

Once Harry, Draco, and their sons were back at Harry's flat and the boys had gotten the grand tour, Albus and Scorpius scampered off towards the spare bedroom. "We'll be in here unpacking...for at least an hour!" Albus called, a teasing tone in his voice.

"We'll make sure to make a lot of noise when we're coming out...just so you know we're coming," Scorpius added with a wicked chuckle.

Draco laughed along with his son as Harry squawked indignantly and flushed. "Your son is corrupting my son," Harry accused, glaring at Draco.

Draco simply smiled in return and grabbed Harry's wrist, pulling him close. He leaned down to nibble lightly on Harry's ear. "How about in exchange for my son corrupting yours, I let you corrupt me?" Draco murmured, trailing his tongue around the shell of his ear.

Harry melted into Draco's chest. "Deal," he moaned as he pulled Draco's lips to his. He pulled away with a sigh when the sound of giggles reached their ears.

"Don't stop on our account," Scorpius yelled.

"They're so great together," Albus added, quieter than his companion.

Harry shook his head in amusement and dropped a chaste kiss on Draco's cheek. "Let's go watch the telly, shall we?" he suggested.

Draco nodded in agreement and let himself be led into the living room.

A few hours later, Albus and Scorpius emerged from the spare bedroom to find their fathers entangled on the couch, fast asleep. "Do we have to wake them up?" Albus whispered.

Scorpius laughed quietly. "Yes because you have to go to your mum's."

Al nodded reluctantly. "I guess. We'll have to convince them to get together again sometime this week."

"Based on what we've seen in the short time we've observed them, I don't think that should be any problem at all," Scorpius answered with a cheeky grin.

Albus laughed. "True. Fine then, let's wake them up."

Al made his way over to the slumbering couple and shook his dad's shoulder. "Daaaad," he called quietly. "We're supposed to go to Mum's."

Harry opened his eyes slowly with a groan. "Wha?" he grumbled.

"We're supposed to have dinner with the family," Al repeated.

Harry sat all the way up as he mumbled, "Right. I just need a few minutes to freshen up, and I'll be ready."

Draco began to stir next to him on the couch, but instead of waking up fully, he snuggled further into Harry's side. Harry ignored the excited tittering from their sons and smiled down at the blond man. He dropped a kiss on the top of his head and murmured into his ear, "Dracooo."

Draco's eyes fluttered open and took in his surroundings. "Did I fall asleep?" he asked sleepily.

"You both did. Al and I came out here, and you were fast asleep and cuddling," Scorpius informed him, beaming.

"It's about time we headed over to Ginny's," Harry said, a bit reluctantly.

Draco nodded in acknowledgement. "Scorpius and I will head home then, right Scor?"

"If we must," Scorpius responded dramatically with a pout.

"I'm sure I'll see you sometime this week," Albus chimed in, playfully consoling Scorpius with a pat on the arm.

"Too right. They won't be able to stay away from each other a whole week," Scorpius agreed with a smirk.

"Alright, alright, that's enough," Draco chastised lightly. "Stop taking the piss out of Harry. You'll make it so he'll never want to see me again."

"Fine," Scorpius acquiesced with a sigh. "Let's go then. See you, Al. Bye, Mr. Potter."

Al responded in kind as Harry gave Draco one last kiss. "Good luck with the family," Draco encouraged. "Maybe I'll see you later?"

"Thanks, and we'll see about later."

Draco gave him a slight pout, but it soon melted into a warm smile just before he Disapparated with Scorpius on his arm.

When Harry and Albus arrived at what used to be their family home, they were hit with a variety of delicious spells wafting from the kitchen. "Dad!" Lily shrieked, launching herself into Harry's arms. "You're here!"

"I am!" Harry responded with a laugh, spinning his youngest around. "We meant to be here earlier, but your old man fell asleep."

Lily rolled her eyes as Harry set her down. "Well I'm glad you're here now. It's almost time for dinner."

"Just in time. I'm going to go see if your mother needs any help in the kitchen," Harry said, ruffling his little girl's hair before making his way to the kitchen. "Hey, Gin. Need any help?"

"Oh, good! Glad you're here. Everything is just about ready," she informed him with a smile.

"Sorry we're cutting it so close. I meant to be here sooner."

Ginny raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Did a certain blond ex-Slytherin detain you?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with mirth.

"I'll have you know your son is very sneaky and managed to get Scorpius and Draco at my flat before I even knew what was happening. We fell asleep on the couch, and the boys were too busy doing Merlin knows what, probably conspiring, in the spare bedroom to wake us up," Harry ranted with a shake of the head.

"My son, huh?" was Ginny's only response. "No worries, you're here just in time. Let's get everything on the table. We can talk to the kids after dinner."

A few moments later, the whole family was gathered around the dinner table, enjoying a wonderful meal and catching up on the past several weeks. Harry was mostly silent, happy to take in the chatter around him and hear about his children's lives. He had to admit that as well as things had been going for him, he had definitely missed the chaos of the whole family eating dinner together.

As dinner began winding down, Ginny made pointed eye contact with Harry and inclined her head towards the kitchen. Harry nodded in response and made his way to the other room, levitating dirty dishes behind him. Ginny entered the kitchen a moment later. "So I was thinking now would be a good time to talk to them. It'll be a nice break before dessert. Well, maybe 'nice' is a little optimistic, but you know I mean."

"Sounds like a plan. Firewhisky?"

"Excellent suggestion."

After pouring a glass for both of them, the pair made their way into the dining room and had the kids gather in the living room. Once everyone had settled into their seats, Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance. "Oh no," James groaned. "Now what? You're already divorced, what could you possibly have to tell us with those looks on your faces?"

Harry chuckled softly as he studied his children. "Nothing bad, I promise. We're just not sure how you'll react," he began slowly. "Why don't I let your mother go first?"

"Coward," Ginny hissed before turning to smile at her children. "I have started...seeing someone."

There was a short silence before Lily broke it by tentatively asking, "Like you have a boyfriend?"

Ginny nodded, regarding the three of them closely to try and detect a reaction. "It's someone your father and I were at school with, but I didn't know him well back then. Now we're on a Quidditch team together."

There was another short silence before James spoke this time. "And how do you feel about this, Dad?" he asked, looking at his father.

"I think it's great. He's a good guy, and your mother deserves to be happy," Harry responded.

James nodded slowly, seemingly taking it all in. "And are you seeing someone too?" he inquired.

"I am. That's why we decided to tell you together. We're both seeing someone, and we're both okay with it. Happy for each other, actually" Harry replied earnestly.

Ginny nodded in agreement as they both took time to survey their kids. Albus was fidgeting with his sleeve, avoiding his siblings eyes. Lily was watching James out of the corner of her eye, presumably looking for direction on how to feel, and James's face was thoughtful yet unreadable. "How do you all feel about it?" Ginny asked tentatively. "We don't want to upset you."

"Well, Mum, I guess I think it's not really any of our business, is it? I, for one, just want you both to be happy," James said, a small smile on his face.

Harry looked at his son in shock. "Thanks, James. That's very mature of you. There is one last thing that I should probably add." James froze but looked at him curiously. Harry registered Albus's anticipatory flinch out of the corner of his eye which only served to make him more nervous. "I have been seeing Draco Malfoy."

There was a flash of some unidentified emotion in James's eyes. "So you're dating a man?" he bit out, a bitter tone in his voice. "Well I guess we know where Al got it from."

"James!" Ginny admonished sharply.

"Sorry," he mumbled, looking slightly apologetic. "I didn't mean for it to come out like that. I just...I don't know. I'm sorry. I'm glad you're happy, but I just don't think I'm comfortable discussing it right now." He clenched his jaw and refused to look Harry in the eye.

"I completely understand, and I appreciate your honesty. You took it much better than your Uncle Ron," he added with a wink.

James laughed and rolled his eyes. "Is that really saying much? I love Uncle Ron, but he has a reputation to fly off the handle over every little thing."

Harry laughed along with his son. "How about some dessert?" he suggested lightly.

The group voiced their agreement and made their way back to the dining room. Lily hung back a little and tugged on Harry's shirt. "What's up, Lil?" he asked, sliding an arm around her shoulders.

"I'm glad you and Mum are happy. Also, I think that Mr. Malfoy was a good choice. He's very handsome," she whispered conspiratorially.

"Oy! Your brother said the same thing. What am I going to do with you two?"

Lily giggled as she skipped away to the table. Harry couldn't help but shake his head in amusement and admire his goofy, wonderful family.