Chapter eleven

Charlie had Harry begging and screaming on his own bed. He had cuffed Harry to the bed the moment they got undressed. At first Harry laughed, but the more Charlie did to him, the less he laughed and the more he groaned and begged to be let go, which of course Charlie didn't. Charlie would get Harry close to cuming then stop and he kept doing that for over an hour before finally letting Harry have some release.

After hours of having Harry orgasm over and over, Charlie finally released his wrists and ankles before pulling Harry into his arms. He could see how exhausted and completely sated Harry was, but Charlie could also see extreme satisfaction on Harry's face.

'Are you going to run again?'

Harry slowly turned his head and saw Charlie smirking at him, 'No I'm not, and it has nothing to do with how much I enjoyed all that, something I'm going to give back by the way.'

'Oh I hope so, but after we've showered, eaten and rested. Your boss isn't expecting you in tomorrow, so we have time babe.'

Harry nodded, 'True and I think you shocked the whole office, more Ron though.'

Charlie noticed that Harry's happy mood turned anxious, 'He'll be fine Harry, please don't let anyone stop you being who you are.'

'How will he take us being together, or your family take this, blimey Charlie, what about your sister when she hears about this. You carried me out of the ministry, word's bound to spread.'

'Then she'll just have to get over it and dad said you should have told them and to let you know they would have accepted you. I spoke to them last night, only dad knew who I was talking about though. But let's shower and eat, because there is something I want to talk to you about,' Charlie got off the bed and pulled Harry into his arms, 'Please babe, we're together so don't let anyone ruin this for us, not even my sister or brother.'

Harry stared into Charlie's eyes, 'I don't want anything to ruin this, I've taken a chance with you, a chance I was never going to take and now everyone knows.'

'Then we'll make sure nothing does ruin this,' Charlie caressed Harry's face, 'We've admitted how we feel and this is what we want,' Charlie kissed Harry before they headed in to have a shower.

Harry had fixed dinner for both of them then sat down and started eating, but he kept staring over at Charlie, giving him a shy smile before eating again.

'Now we've eaten which we'll need the energy for more fun, I want to ask you something?'

Harry got up and poured himself a drink, 'I know what you want to ask.'

'Pour me one will you,' Charlie never got up from the table, then waiting until Harry put his drink down in front of him, 'Are you going to tell me?'

'Why do you want to know?'

'I don't need to know, but I would like to know. I've never had anyone special before, if I did I would tell you. All my relationships were casual, until we got together. I think now we've admitted how we feel, and if this is going to work we can't keep things from each other.'

'I believe the same, but I was underage at the time. It started when I was fifteen and I was the one that initiated it all, then talked him into sex.'

'Was he underage or only a few years older?'

Harry shook his head, 'A lot older, twenty years older than me.'

'You mean he took advantage of a boy?' Charlie's voice went hard and loud.

Harry shook his head, 'No, it wasn't like that, he loved me but didn't want to go any further because of my age, it was all my idea. I admit I made it hard on him to resist, I kept touching him, I'd sneak into his bed of a night, or into his bathroom when he was showering. I wanted to be with him in every way. Those nights, I'd wait until I knew he was asleep, then I'd get into his bed and, well, you know,' Harry shrugged, 'Until he couldn't resist, I wanted him in every way possible. We kept it to ourselves because I was underage, I didn't care, I knew how he felt and he knew how I felt. But if anyone found out, he could have been arrested.'

Charlie kept staring at Harry's lowered head, 'Fifteen, you were being protected by the order of the phoenix. You spent a lot of time at Grimmauld Place, with the family, with Remus and Sirius,' Charlie nodded as he sighed finally working it out, 'It was Sirius, wasn't it?'

Harry nodded, 'He tried to deny his feelings for me, I wouldn't let him,' Harry slowly lifted his head, 'I loved him Charlie, with everything that was in me. Do you see why I was scared to get involved. He turned up there because I was there and I couldn't save him, but it was also my fault he died.'

Charlie pulled Harry onto his lap and wrapped his arms around him, 'I remember Bill and dad talking about how you were after he died, how quiet you were, how you refused to talk about Sirius. They said you thought of him like a father, you never knew your father, so it made sense. No one questioned why you wanted to spend so much time alone with Sirius.'

Harry shook his head, 'No, but we deliberately made everyone think that to throw off suspicion, especially from your mum, Hermione and Dumbledore.'

Charlie gently lifted Harry's head, 'You'll always love him, nothing will change that, just because we're together doesn't mean that you won't. But you can't feel guilty for this Harry, Sirius wouldn't want you to. He would want you to find someone, to be happy, to make a life for yourself.'

'I know he would,' Harry sighed, 'After being with you that first night, I went to my parents graves the following morning and I spoke to Sirius while I sat there. I felt like I'd cheated on him, but I kept going back to see you. Then that last night we spent together, I came home the following morning to shower and change for work and I found his picture sitting on my bed. I never put it there, it was in my album last time I saw it, I've never taken it out of my album. I thought he was telling me to stop seeing you, so I did.'

'I can't give you an explanation for the picture Harry, but it wouldn't have been Sirius. He wasn't the type of bloke to stop you being happy.'

'I know, that's why I gave in at the office. I saw you and I knew this is what I want and he would be happy for me,' Harry gently ran his fingers over Charlie's face, 'I do love you Charlie, I tried to deny it, tried to tell myself that it was just great sex.'

'It is great sex and there's a reason for that. It's because we do love each other so it's not sex what we do to each other, we make love as that's what we feel. I will tell you this, I would never try to make you forget about how you felt about Sirius and I'm not trying to take his place. The fact is he isn't here anymore, we are. You can't stop living because you lost him, it's wrong and if Sirius was able to tell you that he would.'

Harry kept staring into Charlie's eyes, 'I know,' Harry gave Charlie a small smile, 'So tell me if you see me staring at his picture, how would that make you feel, what you would do?'

Charlie stared at Harry and even though he had gotten a smile out of him, he could see how worried he was.

'I wouldn't do anything and probably give you some time alone. I might not like the fact that you're remembering the love you two shared, but it's there and I'll just have to cope with that. Like I told you, I never had a serious relationship before. I don't know what it's like, I just know you're mine, as of now. But I would never stop you remembering him.'

'But if it gets hard on you, tell me because I might not even realise I'm doing it. From the moment he died, I always talk to him, I stare at his picture all the time, it stays next to my bed. I will move it from there, I wouldn't expect you to see that, I'll put it in my office. So will you promise to tell me if it does upset you? I've taken the chance with you now Charlie and I don't want to lose you.'

'You won't and alright, I promise because sometimes when you lose someone you don't realise you might be staring at their picture or thinking about him. We've all seen it with mum, she'd be staring at George, but we all know she's thinking about Fred.'

'I can understand that since they were twins. You know when I first started going to muggle clubs, picking up men, I was looking for someone that reminded me of Sirius, I wanted to feel what I used to feel. Then I realised I didn't want that, so I'd go with the complete opposite.'

'I noticed the men you were checking out, mostly dark hair or blonds. None of them had long or longish hair, they all had short hair, they were also younger. I think I was the only red head though.'

'You were, that was mainly because of Ron being my friend for so long and well, Ginny. Seeing a ginger always made me think of your family. But can we keep doing the serious stuff later, I really want to get your tied to my bed and fuck you into the mattress?'

Charlie burst out laughing which made Harry laugh, then both men ran up the stairs to continue the fun, but they both knew no matter what they did, it was making love.

The following morning, Charlie left Harry asleep while he strolled down to the small town and grabbed the morning paper. After what he did yesterday and because of who Harry was, Charlie needed to know if anything had made it into the papers.

Charlie picked up the Daily Prophet and there on the front page was a large picture of Harry over Charlie's shoulder walking through the ministry of magic. Charlie wondered how Harry would take this when he saw it, so he walked over to the counter to pay for the paper.

'It's you,' the woman looked at Charlie then at the picture on the paper.

'Yeah, it's me.'

'If you don't mind, because I never believe what's written about Mr. Potter anymore, but why were you carrying him?'

'We're together, but we'd been having a few problems. So I went to his work to make him talk to me. After we worked that out, his boss said he could take the day off. So I decided I wasn't going to let Harry change his mind.'

'Well all I can say is you both look very happy,' she smiled and gave Charlie he's change.

'We are,' Charlie grinned then headed back up to Harry's house.

At the Burrow Arthur was reading the Daily Prophet before he headed into work. 'He really did it,' Arthur grinned as he saw the picture of Charlie and Harry, and they were both laughing.

'Did what dear?' Molly asked.

'Charlie,' Arthur looked up at his wife, 'He told me who the man was Molly and that he was going to confront him. He did and it's on the front page of the paper.'

'Why would Charlie be on the front page of the Daily Prophet, because they found out he was your son?'

'Nothing to do with me, it's because of who Charlie is with,' Arthur showed Molly the paper, 'You can see how happy they are.'

'Yes you can, but why didn't we know about Harry and why did he go out with Ginny?'

'Remember what Charlie said. He lost someone and he also tried to hide the fact that he was gay. We knew that relationship was never going to work, but just didn't know the whole story.'

'Should we show Ginny this?'

'She'll hear about it anyway. Someone is bound to say something to her because it was known Harry dated Ginny.'

'Morning,' Ron mumbled as he sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

'Morning Ron and you had to know about this and never told us,' Arthur showed Ron the paper.

'I wanted to talk to Harry and Charlie first. But I never expected it to be on the front page of the Daily Prophet.'

'So what happened?'

Ron chuckled, 'I was shocked at first, but it was very amusing to watch. First Charlie just strolled into the auror offices like he owned the place then we all saw Harry back away and he actually looked scared. Charlie grabbed Harry's wrist and pinned them above his head. We couldn't hear what was being said, but we could see what Charlie was doing with his hips and I'm not going to repeat that. Kingsley came out to ask what was going on, Charlie told Kingsley that he was in the middle of something important. So after a lot of hip movement from Charlie, he released Harry's hands and they end up wrapped around each other snogging, right there in front of everyone. When Kingsley said that Harry could have the rest of the day off because he wouldn't get any sense out of him, Charlie threw Harry over his shoulder and left. They were both laughing, Harry was laughing, something he hadn't done in a long time.'

'Charlie told me he was going to confront him in public and I knew who it was. He just asked that I not say because he knew it would get out. So Harry never returned to work?'

'No, Charlie said he was taking Harry to tie him up and punish him for being a bad boy. Then Harry said he had cuffs attached to his bed. Those images have been with me ever since and I really don't want to think of any of that, Charlie tying Harry to a bed,' Ron gave a small shudder.

'Do you think Harry will be in today?'

'No dad he won't,' Ron shook his head in amusement, 'After the way they acted yesterday, no one will see either of them for a couple of days,' Ron sat there thinking about whether to talk to his parents about Harry and Sirius, but he thought he better make sure it was Sirius in the first place. Ron saw Ginny step into the kitchen and he also noticed his parents both watching her, they were all thinking the same thing, how will Ginny handle the news that Harry was with her brother. Ron figured she'd hear about this sooner or later, so he put the paper in front of her and Ron, Molly and Arthur waited for her reaction.

Ginny stared down at the picture of her brother and Harry and realise what was going on. Even though she never took a lot of notice of what Charlie had said yesterday, she did hear him say he had feelings for some bloke and this bloke turned out to be Harry. She stood up, grabbed her quidditch bag and hurried from the house.

'She didn't look happy,' Ron sighed, 'Maybe Charlie should have said something to her first.'

'He probably didn't expect to be photographed Ron. But I better get to work, if Harry does turn up, let him know that we're all fine with him being gay and he should have told us. It would have made his life and Ginny's life better if he did. But we hold nothing against him. I mentioned it to Charlie, but I don't think they will get around to much talking, not by the look of that picture.'

'I will and he's bound to turn up sooner or later,' Ron went back to reading the paper as his mother put his breakfast on the table. Ron wondered if Hermione knew about this, she seemed to know things about Harry that no one else ever did, even him. So sometime today, Ron was going to see his girlfriend and find out. He also wanted to ask her about Sirius.