This is a creature au that includes barers, set 2 years after the war. Home studying for private NEWTs. Lords and ladies.

Trigger warnings are . Dyslexic writer. Mlm. smut. Mlm sex. Swearing. Aggressive behaviour. Er… dragons. Letters… oh and it wouldn't be one of mine if there wasn't some form of mental struggle at some point.

It's a sweet little story though so sit back, grab the popcorn and let's do this.

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Harry had always thought Bill was handsome, even before he knew why. With his long hair, pulled back in a pony tale. His dragon tooth earring and that necklace just sitting between his shirt, which of course was unbuttoned. Now he had scars running down his face, as far as Harry was concerned, he was even more so. Bill was very very straight though. Evident by his very feminine and very female fiance.

That didn't stop the intensity of his last visit. Always being highly aware of all the time. He noticed more and more about him. The freckles that seemed to fade as they trailed down his neck. The way his hair looked when it wasn't tied back and the way it fell about his face. The way his bicep would pop when he carried something or got something.

He tried to ignore his close proximity but it was difficult. He could almost swear Bill was looking at him more or purposefully hunted him down to grab a moment here or there. Part of him yearned for it to be what he thought it was but again he was being stupid, he did also in fact have a fiance.

He couldn't help crushing on him harder and harder though. It just felt like that was his lot in life. To crush so hard and too fantasise on it all. Imagining that it really was what it felt like. It was a stupid idea, one that would never happen. Every Time they met or talked alone and every time their eyes caught or everytime their hands touched, he just couldn't help but dream.

When Bill suggested going out for the day he was a little dizzy, his stomach kind of erupted with butterflies. It was odd though so he asked him why and he said he needed to talk to him about something.

That made the situation in his stomach worse. By the morning of it he was actually really feeling sick. He just couldn't stop flip flopping from fear he knew and he was going to be told off too excited to spend some time together to maybe hope and then awfully and the most strong apart from the fear… guilt. He watched as he came out of the dining room, big arm wrapped round Fleur. He gave her a peck on the lips before crossing to him quickly. Fleur smiled at him and the guilt at looking at Bill that way crashed into him.

They landed in an alley. When they came out of the slightly smelly space, they were in a town that Harry didn't recognise. Then again, even now nearly two years after the war he didn't recognise most places. They ambled along in comfortable silence. Harry grabbing the odd look at his side profile every now and then from the side of his eye. He even caught Bill doing the same thing he was sure of it.

He surprised him by ducking into what looked like a really old fashioned greasy spoon type cafe. Plastic tables and chairs that were attached to them by square beams almost like a picnic table. He guided them over to the nearest table to the window. Harry looked at him really a little unsure about all this. The kiss was still playing in his mind, taunting him with how stupid he had been. This place just seemed like an odd choice. The silence stretching between them made it even more weird. Then Bill started opening and closing his mouth. Trying to say something but seeming to be unable too.

"Spit it out bill. This is actually killing me." Harry said quite nervously and those blue eyes roamed his face for just a moment, before he nodded.

"Harry, I made you an appointment at St mungos." His eyebrows shot up as high as they could on his forehead.

" What? Why?" He asked him a little incredulously.

"I didn't want to discuss it with anyone other than you. So if you want to talk to everyone, that's down to you." Harry just blinked at him rapidly.

" Bill, you're kind of scaring me right now. Bill took a deep steadying breath.

"Harry." he said, capturing him in a stern stare. " You're a barer." Harry blinked at him some more.

"A what."

"A breeder, a barer. I have been able to scent it most of this holiday… it means." Harry raised a hand up at him to still him. Utterly shocked.

" I think I know what it means." he said in a bit of embarrassment.

Gods he was stupid. This crush was ridiculous. He should get over it already. It had been nearly five years. Still he always got like this and this week had been worst of it. He was so stupid. Now he had to deal with this as well. The silence stretched once again as the tea was brought over to the table.

" How are you scenting it? What do you mean?" He quickly took a sip from his cup as Bill steadily started turning pink.

"I can tell when you're fertile.'' Harry blinked at him. "The problem is every other creature will be able to as well. it will be er, different when you er, do what's natural to sort that out without a mate. "Bill looked away and out of the window." Even two days later.'' Harry blushed deeply. Then looked down at the table heating with a sick kind of embarrassment. it hadn't even been two days. They stayed like that for quite the long minute.

" Right, so i'm what? Able to have kids but it sounds like more than that." He said, frowning at his tea before looking up at him slowly.

"Basically Harry, you're going to call anyone who isn't mated. You Are literally built to mate with someone.'' Bill got redder and redder as he spoke. "even more so than most." he trailed off.

"Because I'm a barer."

"it's going to be uncomfortable. I don't know this has been the case but er the closer you get to your er, bearing age, the more you are going to er, smell."

Right so he could get pregnant. Was going to be hunted down because of it, he was in danger. it was probably something that shouldn't be known to everyone, like the papers. Bill could also smell every time he wanked,

He felt more than a little sick at this point.

"I think I need a minute to think.''

It was a lot longer than a minute. It wasn't until they started to head to the hospital that Harry felt like he had gotten his head around some of it.

" dont most creatures have mates?"

"Well yes but there are 8 billion people on the planet harry." Bill murmured. Ah right ok, made sense. "Actually finding a true mate is pretty rare. It doesn't mean you can't fall in love. It just means that it isn't with someone who is a hundred percent right for you it may just be ninety eight percent. Bill grinned at him as he turned to take Harry in.

"Is Fleur your real, actual mate?"

"She's in the ninety eight per cent." He said casually but then a weird look crossed his face. "Or close." Then he turned away once again.

"That must be nice." He said to fill the slightly awkward silence."What am I going to do, Bill. Like, am I going to be attacked when I go out. Should I just not go out? I'm a guy.. I just feel really weird about it. Also everyone knowing I er…"more accurately you knowing when I er… especially with what i'm thinking about.

" Well.'' Bill said before scratching his neck. " I haven't attacked you so, I think we are ok with that mostly. I get that it feels weird, that may just take time. As for er, that. It's really natural and I bet the drive to do it is a lot at er, certain times." actually that really was very true. He also could afford to give this some time to get used to what he had just found out. But….

"You're not going to attack me, you're straight." He dismissed with a wave of his hand. "I doubt you, not getting all horny, is really relevant. Anyway Fleur does the same thing I do, so …" Gods he better be really careful from now on.

"Yeah, no fleur definitely doesn't do what you do." his head snapped round to bill.

"what?"

"Nothing." Harry didn't want to push it. That answer was harsh.

"I'm sorry if this is causing you issues." he said feeling a tad guilty that he had made him cross.

"Can't be helped." was ground out next to him. Then they found themselves at the hospital and explaining Harry's appointment to a manakin.

As they headed to the office they were directed too, Harry tried to calm himself further. This was fine, he was going to get answers in just a minute. As they entered the room he noted the you men sitting behind a large desk. A bed in the corner by a second door. The certificates on the wall and the two chairs on the other side of the desk. As the door shut, one man's eyes shot up to him before he whispered to his colleague and by the time they were sitting he was gone.

"Veela ." The first man muttered "Right welcome, I had no idea we would be dealing with a barer today. Another healer will be along in a minute."

Great so this was going to be his life….