Chapter Thirty Seven

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Harry returned home a few minutes past 7 that night. He found Snape sitting on the living room couch, flipping through a Potions magazine. He was wearing his glasses again, and Harry couldn't help but smile at the sight.

It was odd how familiar everything felt. He had gotten far too used to seeing Severus sit in that very seat every evening.

"I assume work was uneventful?" Snape questioned, not glancing up from his magazine.

Harry collapsed onto the couch next to him, exhausted.

"Not completely." He muttered, thinking back to his conversation with Blaise. "Draco apparently left to go out with George tonight."

Snape raised an eyebrow, finally putting his magazine down to give Harry his full attention.

"A Weasley? An interesting choice."

Harry immediately became defensive.

"There's nothing wrong with the Weasley's-"

Snape quickly held up a hand to silence him.

"I'm not saying that there is. I'm simply surprised Draco would chose to go out with one, that's all."

Harry relaxed slightly.

"Did you know that Draco was gay?" He asked. "I think they went out as.... more than just acquaintances."

Snape snorted softly.

"I would be blind not to notice the way he stared at you in class."

Harry's head jerked up in surprise.

"Me?" He asked.

"Among others." Snape replied calmly.

Harry shook his head in silent disbelief.

"Does it bother you that he's gay?"

Snape shot him an odd look.

"Why would it bother me?"

"I don't know. It's just, in the muggle world, people aren't very accepting of people like us."

"Us?" Snape questioned, his black eyebrows raising even further.

Harry blushed.

"Draco and I, I mean." He corrected quickly. "I just wondered if wizards held the same beliefs that some muggles do."

Snape leaned back against the couch, his rigid posture relaxing somewhat.

"I believe that the Wizarding world is more open to that kind of thing than muggles are. Some wizards are still prejudiced, of course."

Harry nodded, quietly absorbing the information. He had never really wondered about that kind of thing before, given that he hadn't known anyone at Hogwarts who was openly gay.

"But you're not... opposed to it?" Harry asked.

Snape snorted, and looked somewhat amused.

"Hardly. Why do you ask this now? Are you worried that I'm leaving because I have a problem with that sort of thing?"

Harry blushed again.

"Of course not!" He defended. "I was just curious."

Snape hummed quietly, before glancing down at Harry's wrist.

"You never did tell me what happened to the bracelet." He murmured, gently placing a hand on Harry's wrist.

Harry shivered at his touch, and Snape pulled away all too soon. Harry missed his presence immediately.

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