Harry sat next to Charlie on the porch swing, watching as Ginny chased Teddy around in the dark with a jar, teaching him to catch fireflies. Dinner had been pretty smooth and hadn't turned back to grandkids or lack thereof.

"You know Harry, I'm sure Gin has told you already but, being gay in the wizarding world isn't as taboo as it is in the muggle world. While purebloods prefer normal conception between a woman and a man, they aren't against other forms or conception. If the two wizards are powerful enough, there is even a potion you can take. It takes quite a bit of magic and a good strong magical core. Its uncommon but not unheard of. Most gay couples in the magic world adopt." Charlie looked over at Harry thoughtfully. "How long have you known?"

Harry didn't answer him right away. He smiled as he saw Teddy squeal in delight at the sight of the jar full of "blinky lighty bugs!" Harry looked up at the calm sky then back to Charlie. There was no reason to lie to him. Charlie himself was gay and wouldn't ever judge him. "For sure? Two years ago. Ginny takes great pleasure in reminding me of the chaos that happened that night. I think I would rather take one of her bat boogey hexes to the face than listen to her torment me about it. I think I've always suspected I batted for the other team, so to speak. I tried way too hard to like girls that I saw other guys finding attractive. I also had some seriously unhealthy crushes on a few guys back in school and wouldn't even admit it to myself that's what I was feeling."

Charlie reached out, brushing Harry's leg again, taking his hand and giving it a supportive squeeze. "You know that everyone inside this house will love and support you when you tell them. Unfortunately, it won't stop mum from attempting to play match maker for you. You have the grandkid thing down, so you have that working for you at least. Every single time mum writes to me, all she wants to know is if I met a nice wizard to bring home. It is tiring really. I keep hoping Ron and Hermione will get hitched and they can take the spotlight for a bit."

Harry looked between them; their hands still clasped together. It was strange holding another man's hand. Not bad per say, just different. Charlies' hands were slightly bigger than his with a lot more wear and tear on them. Harry could feel the many burn scars and callouses he housed. "I think you will be waiting for some time unfortunately. Ron and Hermione will eventually get hitched, I'm sure. Ron loves her more than he loves eating and that's saying something. However, with Hermione's position in the Ministry and Ron running task teams, home married life would be wasted on them. Hermione has said that when it comes time to settle down, she would like to be able to be home more. She wants to be able to focus on Ron and kids and not be swallowed by work. Which I completely understand. I'm a single parent with a position that is sometimes more draining than I would like. I think if you are looking for a way to get your mum off your back you will have to sacrifice George or Percy to the cause." Harry glanced back at the Burrow where he could see Molly in the window tidying up the kitchen laughing with Arthur. "I know that when I tell them they will still love me. Your parents have always loved and supported me no matter what choices I have made. I guess by telling them, I feel like I will have to tell the world. I'm just not ready for everyone to know that I prefer male company."

Suddenly, Harry's phone went off dinging several times. Harry pulled his hand back from Charlie. "Sorry, let me just check that quick."

"Is it your boyfriend?" Charlie asked curiously trying not to peer over Harrys hands to catch a glimpse of the messages.

"Uh, I don't think we are boyfriends. We've never actually met. We've been talking just about a week. We text a lot. He did tell me yesterday that I am the only guy he's talking to, so I mean, I think we are more than talking but not quite dating if that makes any sense at all." Harry could feel Charlie tense next to him slightly.

"I thought you were just telling mum you were to someone to get her to leave you alone." Charlie put his hands back in his lap letting Harry answer whoever was messaging him.

Harry looked at his phone and smiled when he saw, 1 new message from Cobra. He slid open the message. He hadn't heard from him all day and had been starting to worry he had made him upset somehow.

Cobra: I've attached a few photos from yesterday's shoot. Let me know what you think. Cobra sent 6 image attachments. Click to download.

Harry: I can't wait to look at them. I'm still at my adopted family's house. I will open them as soon as I make it home. How was your day? I didn't hear from you at all.

Harry placed the phone back down and looked at Charlie, "Did I make you upset Charlie? I'm sorry if I was rude by texting him back or something..."

Charlie smiled over at Harry, "No of course not Harry. I'm not mad. Come on, looks like Teddy has had enough making my sister chase bugs around. Let's go get a slice of pie and get you home. I'm sure you are both tired and I know you have work tomorrow. I'm home for the next few days. Maybe we can get together? Just us?" He asked as they stood up, Harry sliding his mobile back into his pocket.

"Uh, sure. We can do dinner on Tuesday if you want to. Andy is taking Teddy for the afternoon that day and said that she wouldn't have him until after dinner time. I can leave a little early from the office and we can grab some take away. There's a really great Indian place we can get something from." Harry stood next to him as Teddy ran up behind Harry, slamming into his legs bear hugging him.

"Sure! That would be perfect. I will put my mobile number in your phone before you leave just so I can text you to confirm for Tuesday." Charlie grinned.

"Brillant. Come on Teddy. Grandma Molly has pie inside. Do you want to go in and get a slice?"

"PIE!" Teddy screamed happily running for the back door that Molly had just opened. Ginny fell in step with her brother and Harry.

"Now I see how you can eat like a cow and stay that damn fit. I will be asleep tonight before my head even touches the pillow." Ginny retied her hair into a messy bun. "That kid has way too much energy."

Harry just laughed. Sure, Teddy was a handful most days, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

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Harry finally got Teddy to fall asleep after reading him six books and singing him no less than eight songs. The boy was tucked in, snuggled deep in his favorite blanket and thankfully out for the count. Harry snagged the bottle of bourbon off the kitchen counter and a glass pouring himself a few fingers worth. It had been a long and confusing day and he just needed to unwind.

Sipping the amber liquid, Harry took out his mobile pleased to see Cobra had responded.

Three New Messages From A Cobra

Harry slid into their messages eagerly.

Cobra: My day was eventful to say the least. I had an old school classmate book a shoot with me and thought it had been a bit of a joke really. I don't actually book my appointments. I have an assistant for that since business had been really well. So, when I saw the name, it caught me off guard.

Cobra: I hope I didn't interrupt your visit. I just realized how extremely rude of me that was.

Cobra: Okay, I'm going to stop messaging and wait for you to reply. I may have had a few drinks with dinner and am feeling a bit lonely.

Harry: You didn't interrupt anything. I was sitting with one of their sons when you texted. I found out tonight that he was gay. Came as a bit of a shock to me. I guess I didn't know there were so many other people around me who felt the same. Are you still drinking? I just poured myself a glass.

Feeling a little bold Harry snapped a picture of just his hand holding the glass and sent it along with his message.

Cobra: Yes, I am still drinking. I should have stopped hours ago. I am a bit of a light weight. I will for sure have a hangover tomorrow. I'm glad you found someone else to talk to. He's not cute, is he? I don't have any competition, do I? Side note: I am thinking sinful things just seeing your fingers right now.

Harry: Cute? Are you jealous? You have nothing to worry about. I see him like a brother. I told him about you anyways. Please tell me more about what you are thinking about. What about my fingers exactly?

Cobra: Of course I am jealous if he's cute. I don't share well. He has the upper hand getting to see you and all. I'm just a stranger on your mobile. How can I compare? I am thinking about how good they will feel inside me. You have much larger hands than I do. You would make me feel pleasantly full.

Harry: You don't have to compare to him. It's not like that at all. Promise. You like that I have big hands? I thought you like to be the one in charge? I thought you would want to be bigger than me.

Cobra: Prongs, just because I like to be in charge doesn't mean I want to be the one on top. I am a bottom all day. No questions asked. I like to be able to tell you exactly what I want and need and you do it to me. I'm small and bossy. Just the way things are.

Harry: Interesting. Good to know. I am taller than you. Plus, from the way you describe yourself it sounds like I could pick you up and toss you around like a rag doll.

Cobra: Perfect. I like when a man can attempt to put me in my place because he is bigger than me. Being the boss is no fun without any push back. Tell me Prongs, is your cock thick too?

Harry guzzled the last of his drink staring at his phone. Was he bold enough?

Harry: Would you like to see?

Cobra: If you show me yours, I will show you mine

Harry swallowed hard and pulled the waist band of his joggers down just enough to allow his erection to spring up against his belly. It was just a dick picture. It wasn't like the guy knew it was Harry Potter's dick. To Cobra he was just Prongs and nothing more. He snapped a few pictures and decided on which one he wanted to send. He picked the one with his hand wrapped around the base to give Cobra an idea what he was working with. He hadn't seen many other cocks before. Sure, in porn, but those all seemed impossibly unreal. Ginny had assured him that Harry had plenty to work with during one of his mental break downs.

Harry saw that Cobra was typing and when the picture came through of him, his mouth went completely dry. Not only did the man have the most perfect ass he had ever seen, but he was sure that he had the most beautiful cock he had ever seen. It wasn't nearly as thick as his own but almost the same in length. It was the same delicious creamy skin tone as the thighs he could spot in the picture. The only color was the pink tip that was swollen and leaking. The whole perfect package was nestled in the blondest curls he had ever seen except on… Well that didn't matter. The man certainly wasn't lying about being blonde.

Harry: I had no idea a cock could be beautiful but here I am… looking at one. Fuck Cobra I've never wanted something more in my life

Cobra: You? How about me over here. You walk around with a damn weapon in your pants every day. Prongs, I would let you do anything you wanted to me. You are fit, tan, mouth watering cock, and I just know you are handsome. Please tell me you have time to play before bed?

Harry: I am all yours Cobra. Just tell me what you want