Grass

Pairing: Bill/Harry

Rating:

Warnings: Slash, Light Lemon

Summary: Living in Egypt Bill misses grass, what will Harry do about it? Fleur and Bill never happened.

A.N.: This one is for marksmom who suggested the pairing and encouraged me to write a lemony scene. It's not a full lemon, but it's a start.

This is the first time I have written this much of a lemon so please be kind, but please let me know how good or bad it is.

Harry Potter had been in Egypt, working as an apprentice curse breaker, for almost a year. While Bill Weasley had offered Harry his spare room, saving him from trying to find a place alone, he was not working with Bill. However living with Bill had given them time to get to know each other. Despite Bill's youngest brother, Ron, being Harry's best friend, Harry and Bill had never really spent much time together. Even so Harry had found himself attracted to the hansom redhead from the time he was 14, when they met the morning of the Quidditch World Cup.

Now, living with Bill, Harry had found that he was more than just attracted to Bill; he was falling in love with him. They had so many things in common, like the fact that they both loved muggle movies and music. There were also a lot of things that they differed on, one of which being the cap on the toothpaste. Yeah it may sound silly to some and a mortal crime to others but Harry hated when the cap was left off the toothpaste, in fact if it was left off Harry wouldn't use it again. Bill on the other hand left the cap off most of the time saying that it was faster in the mornings with the cap off. After a little though and a bit of shopping Harry had solved the problem. Harry found a flip-top-cap for the toothpaste.

Now some of you may be asking yourselves 'if they are just roommates why are they sharing toothpaste?' It's quite simple, they both liked the same brand and flavor and there was only one bathroom, so instead of having two open toothpaste tubes on the counter they decided to just share.

In the last couple of week Harry had found himself wanting more than friendship with Bill. But he was sure that Bill didn't feel the same way. In fact as far as Harry knew Bill was strait, after all Bill had been engaged to Fleur Delacour before she walked out on him after he was attacked by Fenrir Grayback. Harry still thought that she was the world's biggest fool for leaving Bill.

Harry knew that he had to take a chance. However it turned out, Harry had to tell Bill how he felt. But how should he do it? He'd never told anyone that he was in love with them.

For a week Harry agenized over how he was going to tell Bill. He couldn't just say 'Hey Bill I'm in love with you' over their morning coffee. It had to be special, something that told Bill that he meant what he was saying. Finally on Wednesday Harry figured out what to do. Bill walked into the house grumbling about the desert sand and how it got everywhere. Hiding a grin from him Harry started planning, only telling Bill that he had something to show him Saturday afternoon.

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As Saturday afternoon drew closer Harry grew more and more nervous. What if Bill told him to get out of his life? Harry pushed his nervousness aside, he had to tell Bill how he felt and he would.

Harry smiled as Bill walked out of his bedroom dressed for a hot desert afternoon. Harry was dressed similarly, and was carrying a hiking pack.

"So where are we going Harry?" Bill had been wondering about this since Wednesday evening. Not that he minded spending time alone with Harry. In the few months since Harry had moved to Egypt to train as a curse breaker, moving in with Bill to save him from trying to find a decent place to live, Bill had found himself growing very fond of the young man.

Harry grinned. "It's a surprise Bill. But I promise you'll love it." To himself he added, 'Where we are going, if not what I have to say.' Harry picked up an old muggle style pen from the coffee table, holding one end out to Bill he said, "We are going by port-key."

The port-key was set to trigger when both men touched it. As Bill grasped the end of the pen Harry felt the familiar tugging pull in his gut. Landing on the other end they caught their balance against each other.

Chuckling Harry said, "Maybe one of these days I'll get used to traveling this way."

Bill chuckled also. Looking around bill, at first, only saw sand. Just as he was about to asked Harry what was so special about this spot he saw that he was standing on grass. Real live, green grass! That was the one thing he missed most, besides his family, being here. The sand could be beautiful, but a person could get sick of it really quickly when that was all they saw.

Turning back to Harry, Bill smiled. "This is wonderful! How did you find it?" Bill had never even found any of the oasis' that were scattered throughout the desert.

Harry grinned, "I didn't find it, I made it. I do love magic." Moving over to a blanket previously spread over a small part of the grass Harry knelt pulling off his pack.

Harry blushed lightly. "I know how much you miss grass."

Sitting beside Harry on the blanket Bill smiled. "Thank you Harry."

As they sat enjoying the sun and their lunch they talked about the different tombs they were working in. All during this however Harry was wondering just how to say to Bill what he felt.

Bill gave him the perfect opening. "Harry what's the real reason you did this today? Not that I'm complaining mind you." He smiled at Harry, letting him know that he really was enjoying the afternoon, grass and company.

Taking a deep breath and pushing his fear down Harry softly spoke. "I'm attracted to you Bill. I have been for a long time. But since I came to Egypt and gotten to know you I've found myself falling in love with you. I know nothing can happen, but I needed you to know."

As silence stretched between them Harry realized that he never should have said anything. Bill hated him now. Quietly, doing everything he could to hold his tears back he said, "I'll move out as soon as I can find a new place to live. I-"

Bill cut Harry off. Stopping the younger mans words with his mouth, kissing him silent. After a few seconds, just as Harry responded and started kissing him back, Bill pulled away. "You don't need to leave Harry."

He couldn't believe that Harry felt the same for him as he felt for the emerald eyed man. He had realized not long after Harry moved in with him, that his feelings for him were rapidly growing to more than simple friendship. Bill had come to terms with the fact that he was in love with Harry months ago. And with the fact, as far as he knew, that Harry was strait. When Harry had said that he loved him, Bill was in shock.

Bright, hopeful green eyes looked up into Bill's gentle blue. Hesitantly Harry spoke, "I don't have to leave? But Bill how can I stay knowing that you are strait, and that you don't feel the same thing for me. It' wouldn't be fair to you if I stayed. You'd always-"

Again Bill cut Harry's words short, this time with a finger to his lips. "First off, I'm not strait. I am, in point of fact, bisexual. I never saw the point in ignoring half the potential dating populace just because they are the same gender as me."

Bill smiled, "But more importantly, I am in love with you too. I have been for awhile no-"

This time it was Harry who cut Bill's words short. Throwing himself in to the older man's arms, he pressed his lips to Bill's. They only broke the kiss when the need for air became desperate. Bill's lips moved along Harry's jaw, lightly nibbling, 'till he reached the smaller mans ear. Nuzzling the soft spot just below the brunet's ear he received a low moan.

Bill gently pushed Harry down until he was laying half off the blanket and on the grass. He let his eyes roam over Harry's body, his hands soon fallowing the same path. Harry moaned softly, arching into Bill's hands. Slowly Bill unbuttoned Harry's shirt, pushing it open to trail his lips down the soft throat to his lightly muscled chest.

Harry gasped as Bill's lips brushed his nipple. Harry's hands were not idle, moving over Bill's back and sides. Catching the hem of the other mans t-shirt Harry pulled it up, Bill moving back just enough for the shirt to be pulled up over his head and tossed aside.

Harry smiled as his eyes ran over Bill's torso. There were a few scars from his time as a curse breaker, and the more pronounced scars from Bill's encounter with Grayback. Harry leaned up and traced the scars with his tongue, silently telling Bill that he didn't mind them.

Their kissing and touching seemed to last forever, but neither wanted to stop. It wasn't until Harry started to undo Bill's jeans that he stopped Harry. "We can't do this here Harry."

Disappointment shown in Harry's eyes. For a moment Harry thought Bill had changed his mind.

"Let's go home, Harry." Bill smiled.

Harry smiled back. "Home sounds perfect Bill." Standing and grabbing their stuff the two men apperated home, both happy to have finally told the other how they feel.

A.N. #2:

I know the ending kind of sucks, but I wasn't really sure how to end it. Also I have plans for a second part to this story, but not the next chapter.

The next chapter is Wolves.