A Whole Lot Of Capitals - AKA The Potter Problem Project - Drarry

In Which Something Happens and Harry Has to be an Adult

Harry owled Ron the second he got home.

We need to talk immediately. Breakfast tomorrow morning?

-HP

Can't, sorry, what about Sunday? I'll see you at the Burrow for lunch...

Love,
Ron

Harry hadn't been to lunch at the Burrow for a while, but he needed to talk to someone about this. Malfoy had invited him in. Malfoy wanted to have sex with him, unless Harry had completely read the situation wrong. And fuck if Harry hadn't wanted it too. He's wanked himself raw the night before just thinking about it.

He'd been drunk though, they both had, and their heavy conversation topic had made it all the worse. He wasn't trying to start anything with Malfoy and he'd made the right decision. But what did he do about the fact that Malfoy might still want him?

I'll be there. Hope your mum makes something good, it's going to be a long talk.

-HP

He met Ron outside the Burrow on Sunday and pulled him somewhere quiet. They ended up only a few meters from the house, but where no one would stumble upon them accidentally.

"You alright, mate? The kids are just inside, mum's watching them and Hermione's talking with Angelina. You seem all jumpy."

"Malfoy wanted to have sex with me."

Ron whistled through his teeth and huffed out a laugh, patting Harry on the back. "Well, I suppose you're freaking out because it was more than a fuck or something? Develop feelings for the ferret, did you?"

"I didn't have sex with him!"

Ron's brow furrowed. "Why not?"

"I told you, I'm not gay."

Ron frowned at this. "Harry, I thought you dancing with Malfoy at the Ball was your way of coming out. We all did."

"All?"

"Well us you know, your friends, and.. the papers."

"Oh Merlin." Harry didn't read the paper much anymore. "What're they saying?"

"Not great things. The Quibbler's nice, of course, but the Prophet thinks you've gone round the bend. Witch Weekly is mourning their chances with you."

"But I like women." He didn't say it with any intonation. It was obvious to him, so why was everyone else struggling with it?

"Yeah, okay that's fine. Look, what happened? If you didn't fuck Malfoy then why are you freaking out? Is it because you wanted to?"

"I..."

"You did!"

"Shove off, Ron. It doesn't matter, anyway. I totally blew it. He asked if I was attracted to him and I said no."

"You said no? Harry, even I'm attracted to him. Why the hell'd you say no?"

"I... because I'm... I can't be into Malfoy. I can't. If I'm gay then... then I'll deal with that." He would, he'd find a nice boy and settle down and people would get over it. "But if I'm gay for Malfoy, if I'm gay with Malfoy, that's something else entirely."

"Why is it?" Ron looked so earnest in his asking and Harry really wanted to have an answer.

"I don't know. Maybe it's because he was a death eater, or because we were enemies at school, or even just because we've started to become friends and I like it. I don't want to ruin it."