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Acceptance	By : Madam_Weasley Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I wake up Saturday and the room is filled with sunshine. I stretch and take a deep breath. My mind immediately returns to last night. I didn’t know it was possible to feel this way. I was raised to feel joy at other people’s pain and misfortune. To take what I wanted. This feeling is unlike anything I’ve ever really felt before. It’s still very weird to me that the person that has initiated these changes in me is Potter.   There is a tapping at my window and I roll over and see an owl. Why isn’t it waiting downstairs?
                I open the window and it flutters to my bed. There is a small roll of parchment attached to its leg. It hops a round some before it lets me get the letter. I was about ready to stun it or put a full body bind on it. I unroll the message as the owl takes off through the window.
                Draco,
Would you like to come to dinner at our house tonight? We have Harry over every Saturday and thought it would be nice if you would join us. If you are busy or would rather not I completely understand. If you do want to come, you may want to bring your broom. Harry and Ron always fly and play a modified version of quidditch. Dinner is at 7 but Harry always comes around 6. Feel free to come by floo. 7 Moonstone Way.
                                Yours,
                Hermione

                I don’t respond right away. This seems awfully personal, dinner at his family’s house. I’m still not even sure what we are.
                I get dressed and head to the shop. I’ve only been in the door five minutes when I hear the bell.
                “Welcome to Slug and Jiggers Apothecary, can I help you?” I say as I turn.
                “Yes, you can. I need to figure something out, I’ve been seeing this guy, we’ve only been out a few times and we had one hot make out session. Anyway, I need to know if it’s too soon to ask him to be my boyfriend. I really like him and I think about him all the time. We’ve known each other for years but just started getting close within the past couple of months. So what do you think I should do?”
                “This is a potions shop sir; fortune telling is down the road.”
                “Then I need to place an order for veritaserum so I can get the truth out of him. I’ll ask him and get his honest opinion.”
                “That seems underhanded if you want a relationship with him.”
                “Hmmm. Maybe.”
                “Maybe you should just ask him.”
                “I guess I can try that. Thanks for your help.” With that Potter turned around and walked out of the shop. I’m grinning like a fool.
                Five minutes later he comes back. I look up at the bell. He walks straight toward me and stops right in front of me. He takes my hands and holds them. I’m thankful there is no one in the shop at this time.
                “I have thought about you almost nonstop since the day we first had lunch. I smile when I think about you, I look forward to see you when we’re apart. I learned recently that you are an incredible cook. I feel good when I’m with you. I can be me, I have nothing to hide from you because you’ve seen me at my worst. If you feel the same at all, would you be my boyfriend.”
                His cheeks are bright red, there is a quiver in his voice and he’s twisting his fingers. He says all of this in one breath and quickly. It’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. He’s looking at me, waiting.
                I look at our hands and pull his hand to my mouth and kiss the back of his hand.
                “Yes.”
                He breaks into a relieved smile and hugs me. I realize it’s the first hug we’ve had. He pulls back and smiles again.
                “That was one of the hardest things I’ve done in a long time.”
                “Really?”
                “Yes.”
                The bell above the door jingles and a group of witches come in.
                “I got a dinner invitation from Granger for tonight.”
                “You did? She didn’t tell me she was inviting you. Are you going to come?”
                “I wasn’t sure, but I think I’ll accept now.”
                “Bring your broom.” he says with a smile. He leans up to kiss me but stops and pulls back. There are other people around.
                “Is it because of you or me?” I ask.
                “You, I don’t want to make anything worse for you.”
                I don’t want to hide anymore. I lean in and kiss him. He looks shocked but pleased. I can hear the witches twittering off to my left. They saw. I don’t care.
                “I’ll see you tonight.”
                “OK.”
                And he’s out the door. I turn to look at the witches and smile. “May I help you ladies find anything?”
They smile back and go about their shopping. After they leave I send my response with Scorpio.
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I spin into the Weasley fireplace at 6:0 with a bottle of Elf Wine. As I step out of the fireplace two small children run by squealing and being chased by Potter. He stops short when he sees me.
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
“UNCLE HARRY! COME GET US!”
“Don’t let me keep you.” I say as Granger comes to the doorway.
“I’ll be back in a minute” and he’s off chasing the kids again.
“Draco, I’m so glad you decided to come.” She comes over and gives me a hug.
“I brought this, we can use it for dinner or you can keep it.”
“Oh, that’s so sweet. Thank you.” She takes my arm and leads me to the kitchen. “Come in and have a seat. How was your day?”
“It was good. A little slow but I had a lot of potions to make for mail order so it works out. Do you need any help?”
“No, I’ve got it. Ron will be down in a minute then he and Harry will head out to play.”
“How was your day?” I started to say Granger but felt I should call her by her first name, but I’ve never done that.
“Oh it was good. We had a couple of cases ofmuggle baiting to deal with…”
“OI HARRY! LET’S GO!” Weasley yells as he walks into the kitchen with a broom over his shoulder. “Oh, Malfoy, didn’t know you had gotten here. Brought your broom?” He looks at my hands and spots it.”Brilliant. Come on then.”
We start out of the kitchen and are blocked by Harry who has a little girl hanging off his neck and a boy wrapped around his leg.
“Rose and Hugo I’d like you to meet Draco Malfoy. Malfoy, this is Rose and Hugo.”
“Nice to meet you.” I say to the children.
“Is he your friend Uncle Harry?”
“Actually” he says as he lowers the girl “he’s my boyfriend.”
There is a moment of absolute silence and the then the children screech as they run away and start to sing. “Uncle Harry has a boyfriend! Uncle Harry has a boyfriend.”
I’m shocked at the casual way he said that. I look around at Granger and Weasley. Granger is grinning and has her hands clasped in front of her chest. Weasley looks at me for a moment and nods. “So are we going to fly or not?” he says as he walks out. “I’m just letting you know that any snogging during play will get you a bludger to any available body part.”
Potter grins at me, grabs his broom and follows Weasley. I follow behind, surprised that I was so openly accepted into their home and as Potters boyfriend.
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We flew for an hour, until Granger came out and started shooting sparks at us to get us to come eat. I hadn’t been flying in a very long time. I had a great time and Weasley was much better than he had been in school. I even pulled out a chorus of “Weasley is Our King” that almost got me knocked off my broom, but he was laughing.
We land in their garden and head in to eat. Dinner was full of laughter and joking, so different from family dinners with my parents. I wonder how long it will take for them to invite Potter to dinner. I wonder how long it will take me to tell them about Potter. I’m not embarrassed, but having a boyfriend will be an adjustment enough for them, being Potter may be too much for at least my Father.
I head home around 10:30. Granger gives me an open invitation to Saturday dinner as she hugs me good bye. Weasley shakes my hand. Potter gives me a kiss before I step into the fireplace. As I’m spinning I hear Granger say “Oh, Harry. I’m so happy for you.”
                I’m smiling as I get home.
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