A/N: I am sorry for the late update. I am having more problems with university and so I am struggling to keep my head above water in the pantomime that is my life.

Granger's Café

Pairing: Draco/Harry.

Disclaimer: Hermione decides that the drama in the wizarding world is growing too much. She decides to open up a café in the muggle world, so as to enjoy simplicity during the day. Little does she know that one of the applicants for a job there, will cause a whole new circle of drama for her. And how exactly will her little café benefit Harry and Draco's lives, and how will it banish the drama from both worlds they live in? You know what they say, about Granger's café; her food is like magic, that's what they say, because it keeps all your problems and troubles at bay.

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Homosexuals

Harry walked through the gloomy, frozen streets of Muggle London. He had Ginny's address in his coat pocket and he had memorized it enough to know where he was going without looking at it continuously. Anger was pulsating in his veins like venom. How dare she do this! He could feel his knuckles glowing white through his over-coat. He ground his teeth against the cold and at how his stupid soon-to-be-ex-wife thought she still had a hold over his life. He would show her differently! He seethed through the frozen streets of London until he reached a rural area with a huge variety of blocks of flats. He sneered at the brickwork before jabbing his finger at the buzzer.

Hello? came the static voice from the intercom.

"Open up" Harry hissed viciously.

Is that you Harry?

"No, it's fucking Santa Claus, now open up!"

Ginny sighed over the intercom but soon a shrill metallic buzz echoed out from the device. Harry pressed his weight against the door and was admitted into the building. The lobby was rather derelict; the wallpaper was peeling and the floor looked as though it had not been cleaned recently. And it stank of urine. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, however he felt no sympathy towards his estranged wife. She had brought this all on herself.

He took the stairs two at a time. He reached Ginny's floor within a minute and a half. He momentarily glared at her front door. It was a battered old thing painted in peeling green paint with a rusted brass number and letter on it. 4B. He all but punched the door to gain her attention. Ginny opened the door and plastered a sickening smile on her lip-glossed mouth. "Hello Harry, love, I am so glad you came"

His eyes were seething pools of dark green. Ginny felt her insides turn to ice but she kept her composure. Harry did not care if he got angry. He hated the red headed whore in front of him. "Whose is it?" he hissed.

Ginny feigned surprised and looked hurt at Harry's insinuation. "Harry that honestly hurts. We have only been separated a few months" she placed a hand over her flat stomach, "it must have happened before we split"

Harry looked at her with an 'are-you-kidding' look. "Ginny, do I look stupid to you?" he sneered, "we've were sleeping in separate rooms for a month before the kids went back to school"

Ginny looked momentarily lost for words. "That does not matter Harry and you know it. There are other places than the bedroom"

"Not for us there weren't!"

"How can you say that?" she screeched shrilly. "How can you deny your own child?"

"Easily when it is not mine"

"Come in so we can discuss this like normal people"

Harry let out a rough bark of laughter, "never been normal, Gin. Plan B?"

Ginny let out a false laugh. "You're funny Harry"

Harry let out a fake laugh. "Yes I am, aren't I? Now Ginny what do you plan to do with that thing in your stomach? It is not mine and I refuse to take care of another mans child"

Ginny's features darkened, "so what? Malfoy's spawn-to-be isn't the same thing?"

"Nope. He is not asking me to help with the child. I want to. However whatever that is in there" he pointed a finger at her stomach, "it is not mine and I refuse responsibility for it as by the time it is born you shall no longer be my wife"

Ginny looked stunned at his words. She blinked a few times. "Harry, this is our baby-"

"No, Ginny, that's your baby. It has nothing to do with me"

Ginny's temper suddenly flared. Her temples flashed bright red through her orange hair. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed into a tight line reminding Harry of Professor McGonagol. He felt repulsed. He adored McGonagol but he did not want to be married to her. He straightened himself slightly against the door frame he was leaning against. He was a good head higher than Ginny, even when she was in high heels. He smirked to himself at this.

Ginny was a little unnerved about this. She shifted from foot to foot. Her fingers knotted together at her side. "Harry can you come in so we can discuss this better?"

"No Ginny" Harry ground out impatiently, "it's not my kid, it never will be my kid, and I refused to acknowledge the kids existence"

"BUT HARRY! I AM IN THE SAME POSITION AS DRACO!" Ginny shrieked.

Harry was about to respond when something clicked in his brain. The only situation Draco was in was that his Father and wife had raped him. His the preceded to have sex with Draco's wife, making her pregnant. So the only way Ginny could be in the same situation was if ...

"It's Malfoy's, isn't it?" he snarled.

Ginny blanched. "W-what are you talking about Harry?"

"It's Lucius Malfoy's child. How could you Ginny?" Harry asked, pure disgust painted on his features, "he is old enough to be your father. That is disgusting!"

Ginny was dumbfounded. "Harry! How dare you suggest such a thing! This. IS. Your. CHILD!"

Harry rolled his eyes, "bloody hell you are a broken record, Gin, the only was I know that Lily, and Albus are mine is the hair, and Al's and Lily's eyes. Which are like mine. Unfortunately for James I doubt he would like to know that he is a possible love-child from your affair with that Male Model from Witch Weekly! But I love James and he has grown into a little trouble maker like Sirius and my dad and I pray that he IS mine!"

"So you would love this child less, would you?" Ginny sniveled, making her look pathetic.

"Yes. It is not mine. It will not bear my name. We will be divorced by the time that child comes into the world" he sneered down at her, "and you won't get a penny from me in the final settlement"

Ginny's expression grew dark. She had a few flimsy straws to clutch at but whether they would do her any good was another matter. "So that's it then? You're erasing me from your life? From our children's lives?"

Harry shrugged, "our children do not seem to mind too much Ginny. You were a spiteful bitch to them all, especially Lily, which is another reason I'm leaving you with that child. You need to grow up and take responsibility for your actions"

"Ha! That's what you think Harry Potter!" she snarled, flashing her lipstick stained teeth, "you're the reason they are like this, ever since your obsession with Malfoy in sixth year you've bent more towards the gay team then me! YOU are the reason our children are having homosexual tendencies!"

"Who gives a shit?" Harry yelled, "so what if my children are gay? The only one who it bothers is YOU! They are happy and that is enough for me!"

Ginny bristled at this, "so you don't deny that you're gay?"

"Why would I? I'm GAY! HARRY JAMES POTTER IS A FLAMING HOMOSEXUAL! Seriously, Ginny, come into the twenty-first century. It's quite nice over here" and without another word he turned from her door and stalked back down the staircase to the front entrance.

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Hermione was just about to leave her office when the back door to the staff quarters banged open and Harry blurred past in a passionate rage. She pursed her lids and after a moments hesitation she decided to follow him upstairs. She gradually made her way up the stairs and across the landing to Harry's apartment door. She knocked gently. "Harry?"

No answer.

"Harry are you in there? It's Hermione. Please open up"

The door swung open to reveal a bedraggled Draco in one of Harry's large nightshirts and boxers. Hermione flushed slightly and then heard the hissing of the shower from down the hallway. She deflated. "I guess he is busy"

Draco nodded and rubbed his eyes, "what did I miss?"

Hermione licked her lips, "would you mind if I came in for a little bit? My feet are starting to kill me"

Draco, suddenly remembering the brunettes pregnancy, nodded and opened the door wider for her to enter. He closed the door behind her and led her into the kitchen. He went about making some tea while Hermione took her coat of and hung it on the back of the chair. She sighed with relief as she sat down at the table. Draco gave a small smile as he stirred the tea. "How are you feeling recently?" he asked, his voice husky from sleep.

"A little queasy now and then but now too bad in everything else" she smiled.

"So what happened to Harry to piss him off so badly?"

Hermione hesitated as Draco handed her a mug of tea. She rested it on the table, "you had better sit down, it is a lot to take in" He frowned but willingly took his seat adjacent to Hermione.

"So?"

"Harry got a letter from Ginny this morning. She was gloating about how she is pregnant" she looked up to see Draco staring down at his mug, face paler than usual. She shivered. "Harry went over there today furious with what she was telling him"

Draco licked his lips, "it could be Harry's"

Hermione shook her head, "not necessarily. He and Ginny had not been sharing a bed for months before they split up. He only ever fell asleep in their bed if he was drunk or on the sofa. Mainly it was on the sofa"

Draco sighed and nodded. "But she is claiming that it is his?"

Hermione nodded, "of course. She wants the Potter fortune. She has lived a low form of existence most of her life and then here comes Harry with buckets of money and she wants everything her spoiled little bratty self can get"

Draco quirked an eyebrow at Hermione, "I take it right now you are not her biggest fan"

"Hardly"

"And you do not think that I am after Harry's money?" he asked quizzically.

Hermione shook her head, "if you did you would have made your move a long time ago, which you did not. Harry fell for you as you fell for him"

Draco smiled, clearly happy with what Hermione had said. He had fallen for Harry despite the awkward situation they had been thrown in. "I think I love him, 'Mione"

Hermione giggled, "I should hope so, considering what Astoria has proposed of you two"

Draco frowned, "Hermione, is it possibly that ... Astoria's baby ... could be mine?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well when I was locked in the dungeons of the manner, both she and my father raped me repeatedly. There is a vague chance the baby could be mine but an even larger percentage could be my father"

Hermione nodded, "it is not unlikely, but either way the DNA will be the same a blood adoption will hardly change the child that much unless Harry was to add his blood too, but he had dark hair like Astoria's natural coloring so ... the only difference will mostly likely be the eyes"

Draco smiled at this, "there was a time I loved Astoria. I repeatedly told my father I would only marry for love. He refused that and fortunately enough made me marry my long-term girlfriend at the time. Astoria"

"That was more or less the same with Harry. I think he married Ginny out of obligation and also the fact that they had dated for a good four years. He had never dated anyone else other than Cho Chang in fifth year"

Draco snorted, "doomed to fail, that girl was. She married a muggle didn't she?" Hermione nodded as she raised her mug to take a sip. Early Grey. Lovely.

"So you're not upset about Ginny being pregnant?" she asked after a little while.

Draco shook his head, "I know the child is not Harry's. Call it a feeling. I just do not buy it. She is clutching at straws, as I've heard muggles say" he gave a small smile.

Hermione nodded, "I agree with you"

"Have I missed anything?" both Hermione and Draco jumped in their seats as Harry walked in, toweling his hair dry with a pair of tracksuit bottoms clinging low on his hips.

"Hermione was just telling me where you disappeared to for me to end up taking your shift" Draco gave Harry a teasing grin, "I was having a small nap when both you and her barged in"

Harry rolled his eyes and lent back against the kitchen counter, "I told Ginny that I would have nothing to do with the child. Then she said she was in the same position as Draco and I told her I knew it was Lucius' ... I then told her that we would be divorced by the time the child is born and that she can use her lowly savings account to fund its living as I was not doing it for her love-child. I told her to grow up and take responsibility for her actions"

Hermione watched as Draco's small smile grew a little wider. She looked over at Harry and inclined her head, "Well I am proud that you were the one to finally tell her to shut up and grow up"

Harry gave Hermione a small smile before looking over at Draco and crossing the distance between them. He pressed a kiss to Draco's lips, "sorry I was not here. I didn't mind to make you take my shift"

Draco shrugged, "it's alright I got a little extra over-time to pay for your Christmas present, so I'm pretty pleased" Draco grinned cheekily.

Harry stuck his tongue out before sitting down and looking at Hermione, "did I tell you she blames me for influencing our children to be gay"

Hermione giggled, "well she is stupid when it suits her"

Harry rolled her eyes, "so hows baby Weasley in there?" he eyed her stomach. She flushed.

"Doing just fine for now as far as the tests go"

He grinned. "Good. So where are you off to now?"

"Home" Hermione ran a hand through her hair, "I am exhausted"

Harry nodded. They stood. He walked her to the door and saw her out. She smiled and waved to them both. Harry walked back to the kitchen and looked long and hard at Draco. "So, you don't mind?"

"About what?"

"That your dad go my soon-to-be-ex-wife pregnant"

"It bothers me a little, but -there's nothing we can do but wait and see what happens"

Harry went to stand behind Draco's chair. He wrapped his arms around the blond's shoulders and pressed a kiss to the nape of his neck. "I love you, Draco"

Draco felt tears in his eyes and shivered with affection. He nuzzled Harry's cheek, "I love you too"

Harry smiled, "you're so brave"

Draco's heart broke a little. I wish I could be, Harry, I really wish it was that easy.